Chapter 409: Come touch me

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"In actual combat, we usually don't have too many opportunities to fight alone, and even if we do, we can't use too complicated techniques."
In the terminal building of the Skadiwo base, the alloy skeleton supports a huge and bright space. The previously installed service desk, salute detector, conveyor belt and other facilities have been demolished, densely packed with folding chairs, Tian Xingjian standing on the temporarily built central console, typing on the keyboard while replacing the actual combat video on the virtual screen The picture, on the one hand, explains the basic control skills for the bandit soldiers.
"So, the skills we need to master are the deadly skills that can kill our opponents at the fastest speed! It is also the defense skills that can bring maximum survival to ourselves. Just now, I talked about the improvement of the skills of arc penetration, now , Let ’s take a look at the combination of this typical first-level control formula and the second-level basic control of sliding side kick ......... "
In the huge waiting hall, thousands of bandits and mecha fighters from different genres are paying attention to the fat man ’s mecha control theory class. Sunlight penetrated through the glass curtain wall of the hall more than 20 meters high, wrapped in countless floating dust, and sprinkled on the soldiers wearing blue uniforms.
In the empty space, except for the fat man's voice, it seemed as if there was no one in silence, even without a cough. While listening, the pilots quickly sketched on the map of the operation manual. Looking at the virtual screen of the console, focused and excited.
The fat man's voice echoed in the hall. The fighting picture on the virtual screen is frozen. From time to time, the soldiers look at the focused companions beside them, and their minds will always involuntarily feel an unreal feeling.
For years, decades or even decades of hard work, they originally thought that their lives would be like the countless predecessors of the genre, one step after another at the mech fighter, mech knight, mech lord Spent in the climb.
Becoming a mech warrior, standing at the top of the free world, was once the dream of each of them.
However, when the war came, they discovered that, as a pilot, in this chaotic world, they were so fragile.
Private mechas without long-range firepower and energy shields, both fancy and practical skills, were covered in fierce firepower and were stripped of their powerful shells. The habitual social form collapsed in an instant, and the pride of the original became worthless.
If you did not come here, the pilots believed that the beliefs they had established with all the time since birth had long since collapsed.
Fortunately, they came here.
These days, what they have learned here is completely unimaginable before. They never knew that these techniques had other control methods. They also do n’t know that when they stood on the mountain guided by the fat man unconsciously, the previous basic skill manipulation records that had reached the limit in their eyes could be broken so easily.
Everything is like a dream.
Not long ago, their patriarch led them into this base, and then they were ordered by the patriarch to forget their previous identity and became a member of the bandit army. They were put into a queue and repeated various trainings every day.
When they only sleep for three or five hours a day, they are usually driven to the training ground by ducks. When they are like fools, they mechanically crawl in the muddy water. When they heard the roar of the instructor explode in their ears, straining their nerves and blanking their brains. No one can see the future clearly.
Then, these fighters gathered at the Skadiwo base, saw 1,600 selected companions, and were called into this huge "classroom". At that time, everyone just watched numbly. They didn't care at all why these companions were called in.
There seems to be no exact standard for the selection of bandits. Of the 1,600 people, the best are a few mecha commanders, and the worst are just outside disciples who have practiced for two or three years. It seems that these people are just more serious and harder than others in those boring training.
The remaining pilots were exhausted and trained while watching the group of people go in and out, and then changed into a group, separated from them, and went to another training ground to train.
It wasn't until a few days later that when they were in the mecha combat training, they were easily knocked down by their companions who were far inferior to them before they realized what happened.
They will always remember the shining fanatic eyes of their companions who entered the classroom early and were trained in mecha control. They also remember the unbelievable mood of sitting in the knocked down armor. From that day on, they stood straighter than before, ran faster than before, and worked hard to get into this classroom!
"Pay attention to my movements" The fat man sat on the simulation training machine, the camera's lens was aligned with the joystick and virtual keyboard in his hand: "At the end of the arc, we need to change the inertial direction of the mech, otherwise, side kick It will become a kick, and everyone knows it well. However, when changing the direction of the force, the common control specifications usually require the engine to downshift and increase the force, and the mecha is very cumbersome to change the direction. But if we do this ... "
As the fat man flicked the joystick, his right hand made a three-key combination on the virtual keyboard. After the armor on the virtual screen ended at the end of the arc, the fuselage suddenly pulled up in an extremely weird posture, right The leg suddenly pulled out like a whip.
The soldiers under the stage looked straight.
"Remember what I said yesterday about the technique of excessive inertial use of lore?" The fat man finished the control and stood up: "After the arc burst, use the C2 key and the A1 key to cooperate with the excessive amount of mechas. Inertia, with the C6 key for twisting and turning, the mech naturally has upward lift. At this time, the legs, power, speed and angle are much easier to control than the legs after the emergency stop. This technique is not only applied This formula can also be applied to other formulas. "
"Damn it!" A soldier gritted his teeth to the companion beside him: "I said that Tony's guy last time played against me, the arc rushed into the side kick, how did he move so fast! I asked him, that Just do n’t say it! Now, I also learned how to clean him up next time! "
"Clean him up?" The companion shook his head with a wry smile: "Tony and your hands are about the same speed, and the technology is similar. You learned these today. People have learned new things already. In the end, you still can't beat them!"
The soldier glared at his teeth for a long time, and gave himself a mouth fiercely: "How come I didn't have such a long eye, wasn't it just training? Just came my teeth and complained ..... . You said, that's it, we can only follow Tony's ass? "
"Who said that?" The companion snorted: "You didn't learn the regulations of the bandit army? The assessment, the accumulation of military skills, can be promoted to the main regiment or even the core regiment. Didn't you go to the three-battal special camp? "
"Special battalion?" The soldiers put out their tongues: "There are basically mech leaders of all genres and mecha knights selected, a group of monsters, can we compare with them? Let alone three groups of special battalions, The special battalion of our eight regiments allowed me to enter, and I snickered. "
"Why can't it be compared?" The companion waved his fist and said, "Look, one day, I will also be able to get in and kill the army!"
"Then your chance is coming. I heard that the three major schools were beaten by the Northern League, and the main force was basically disabled." The soldier said mysteriously: "Now, the Northern League stares at our bandits. On my body, in the past two days, the three regiments saw many Northern Alliance mechas outside the defense line, I am afraid ... "
"Fart chance!" The companion said angrily: "You think I don't know this? The news, I know better than you. The North Alliance squeezed the town of Provo, a total of four armored regiments and seven infantry regiments. Three regiments The gang guys have already released their words. In the first battle, they are all inclusive. Now, the new modified fighter armor is all equipped for the three regiments. The four regiments are equipped with a special battalion. Wait until we, Huanghua The dishes are cold! "
The warrior gaped, pulling his head down and letting his head down. Momentarily speechless. After a moment, including other soldiers eavesdropping with ears standing next to them, they couldn't help but sigh long.
"Good!" The fat man waved his hand and drove a successful pilot who had simulated the control skills, only to smirk standing on the stage, scolding: "This is a bit of a good deal! .... afternoon mech training , Everyone can practice this skill ... "
As he said, the automatic door in the waiting hall opened, and Belci, who was wearing a white dust-proof suit, rushed in and stood at the door far away, ignoring the old arms and legs, jumping and beckoning the fat man.
"I'll be here today." The fat man's eyes lighted up, and he quickly confessed, and then ran away.
Today is the day when the bandit ’s secret weapon "magnetometer" is finally assembled.

Planet Mars.
The 800-meter-wide Resource Highway 3, like a winding dragon, broke out from the mountains and stretched straight from south to north.
If it is not the large-scale application of mechs in human society, it is difficult to imagine that such a permanent highway composed of magnetic metal strips, high-strength concrete and metal squares, as long as tens of thousands of kilometers, will be a masterpiece of manpower.
It connects Oslo Port, Central City and the infantry port further away. Between these three points and one line, there are large and small agricultural areas and small gathering areas.
Alex Chuck, driving the silver-colored [Boxing King] mech, walked up a hill.
Looking afar, the place a few kilometers in front of the hill is the intersection of No. 3 Resource Highway and No. 2 Resource Highway. Hundreds of auxiliary roads spread out from the main road like colored ribbons, circling in different arcs. Wrapped around the huge overpass in the center.
Chuck raised his eyebrows, and he knew that turning from here, embarking on the No. 2 resource highway, and heading northwest for 1,200 kilometers, it was the town of Provo.
The stellar light sprinkled on the earth. Farmland near and far, yellow and green, various crops are quietly rippling in the breeze, quiet and serene. From the hill, you can see the solar sails, wind turbines, and the kind of light and strong semi-circular houses with unique roofs that can be seen everywhere.
"This is really an annoying and barren planet." Chuck jumped off the mech, took off his white gloves, breathing fresh air, and said to the several military staff who were surrounded by him: "From Oslo to here The trip of nearly 3,000 kilometers, in addition to the poor mountains and evil waters, is the dirty gathering area and this monotonous agricultural area. Such a planet should be directly destroyed. "
"Since ancient times, the five free ports have been called places abandoned by the gods." A young staff member wearing glasses echoed with a smile: "As early as the time when the Earth Federation just disintegrated, these planets have been mined. If not Its geographical location makes it a supply and transit point for marginal channels, and it has long since been abandoned. "
"I heard that when the Supreme Council of Humanity was first established, it had discussed the disposal of the five free ports. At that time, it was proposed that the residents of these big planets be forcibly migrated to destroy them directly. Avoid being used by pirates and smugglers. , Hide dirt and dirt. "Another staff member approached Chuck and said:" However, this proposal is too fierce after all, and it involves many aspects that are unrealistic and inhumane. Finally, the Supreme Council of Mankind decided on freedom. The world is blocked in all aspects. "
"Huh, not very humane?" Chuck looked back into the distance and snorted coldly: "Here are just some exiles! Such a person, what kind of humanity is inhumane. Don't say forced migration, even if it is collective destruction, it is also It ’s not a pity to die. I really do n’t know if the general let us come here to fight these scumbags, is it a reward or a punishment! I would rather not have such accumulated military merit! "
"The colonel has been through a hundred battles, and as the most outstanding elite of the empire, he naturally dismissed such military merits." The staff who wore glasses respectfully said: "However, since General Admiral Ulyanov was specially appointed When the colonel came here, he clearly valued the strategic position here, otherwise, would he use a sabre to kill the chicken? "
: "If it wasn't for knowing the strategic position here, how could I agree to be so happy ..." Chuck waved his hand gently, did not know whether the compliment to the staff was humble or proud, and continued with a smile: "From the point of view of Chakner ’s sudden counterattack in the Resk galaxies, the intention to threaten the main southeast channel is very obvious. Moreover, Feiyang also began a large attack on the Binalt Empire, all of which are outside the coalition base camp. Unexpectedly, even the chief commander of Sanshang Youren is said to have been in the war room for a full two days. He was Jeppen ’s first general, our commander of the Southeastern Operations Department of the Allied Forces of the West Atlantic Treaty. I ca n’t understand what medicine is sold in the gourd of Hastings, and how dare others take it lightly! This time, Admiral Ulyanov specially allocated arms to the Northern Business Alliance, and assigned our group to come here, should be thinking as soon as possible Control the edge channel and avoid threats to the main channel. "
"Admiral Ulyanov, too cautious." Another staff smiled: "On the basis of the Ugly Mars Freeport, what threats can the main channel have? The ones we broke down a few days ago If the regiment can also be called an armor regiment, then by collecting the private armor of the empire, our empire can immediately form hundreds of thousands of such regiments! With no energy shield, the structure and armor completely do not meet the combat requirements Private mecha combat, those so-called mecha genres are really confused! I heard that the armored unit that was breached by our charge a few days ago was the overlord of the planet and tried to use their ridiculous Mecha rules the planet! "
"Don't be too light on the enemy." Chuck laughed: "The free world has been blocked for thousands of years and has completely embarked on a different path from the mainstream world. Any of their tactics and equipment are caused by their environmental history. Moreover, judging from the melee melee combat, these genres are really interesting. The difference between them and us is just because they do n’t understand what real modern war is, and they do n’t understand, such as fighting in sports. It is impossible to compare with war. One hundred boxing champions, against one hundred battle-hardened warriors, the ending is obviously not very beautiful. "
"It's not just the bunch of earth buns in the free world who don't understand. I think the fat man at Lelei doesn't understand much." A major officer whispered: "That guy is here to dominate with more than one hundred eight-generation mechas , I do n’t know if it ’s crazy, he is now collecting the weaker mech genres, trying to use these people as a team to gain control of Mars. I really do n’t know how this idiot from the mechanics was mixed with Lere heroic!"
"Don't underestimate this person." Chuck smiled slyly. "If there is one thing that the Lehre Federation brags about, this person is not easy."
"My God!" One of the staff members exaggeratedly covered his forehead and shouted, "I want to believe that those are all true, but only if he is the Almighty God. A country like Lere, except for the mean Apart from politicians and cartilage, what can be left is the bragging king. It is really difficult for them to persevere in order to elevate their morale, so as to erect a heroic image in accordance with the progress of the war. Unfortunately, it has blown its head. a joke."
The staff's cry caused a burst of laughter. In the laughter, another staff member said: "Half a year ago, when I was on vacation in the empire, I saw a show about this so-called hero. The mean guys in the Fengyuntai of the empire didn't treat the Lere people. The thing was spread out on the table and mocked enough. I laughed so much that my stomach hurt for a day. The guys, their mouths were too bad. "
"It's overblown." Chuck laughed. "A mechanic who hasn't received regular military command training, no matter how powerful, will not become a military strategist. Command art, strategic thinking, tactical style, tactics of strategy, It ’s not like playing smart and bombing a few buildings. "
The young staff member with glasses immediately flattered: "That guy is the wrong place. His little cleverness fools all of our militia allies into success, but he can't think of it. Colonel Ke will become his opponent. I really want to see the expression when this fake hero is torn off his mask. "
The glasses chief's words drew resonance. A group of people nodded in agreement. In addition to compliments to the chief, most of them really admire Chuck. Seven years ago, Chuck graduated with the third place in the Sousse Light Cavalry Military Academy, and then gained all his military strength to the rank of colonel in the regional conflict. He is extremely resourceful and has published several highly regarded military papers. As far as everyone knows, Chuck has definitely been promoted to major general. After passing this hurdle, Chuck will be among the stars of Sousse. As a young soldier who is only thirty-two years old, this achievement is eye-catching.
The compliments of the staff, Chuck listened a lot. There is always a smile on his face. Neither proud nor humble or shy. He just turned his head and turned his eyes to the northwest of the town of Provo.
In the distance, on the No. 3 Resource Highway, a huge fleet of mecha maintenance vehicles, logistics supply vehicles, and troop transporters is rolling forward. On the main road of the central overpass, a flood of mecha torrents has already set off on the No. 2 Resource Highway.
The smile in Chuck's eyes gradually disappeared. His eyes became sharp like an eagle. He stood at the highest point of the hill, the wind blowing, spreading his voice everywhere: "General Ulyanov, after all, is the famous general of the empire after General Belif, he looks farther than us. Central Lere The Star Zone will be completely cleared in a few days. At that time, we, Sousse, westward, can contact the Desik Empire, the Naga Federation and the Binalt Empire to determine the victory over the Carlston Galaxy. Tania and Puditok, get more resources on the planet. To the south, the four countries of Knawel and Gacharin are also in their hands. But ... "
Chuck's voice is getting colder and colder.
"If you want to maintain the interests of the empire, you must ensure the smooth flow of this channel! Now, the army of the empire can continue to reach any place we think of from the main channel, but once the main channel fails, we will put This benefit, hand over to Jeppen! We are located in the eastern corner of the human star map, Jeppen and Chakner blocked all our roads! Such embarrassment, the empire has tasted enough, this time, we absolutely This empire ’s road to superpowers cannot be closed! "
At the end of the day, Chuck was already full-bodied. The staff beside him and several military chiefs also put their smiles on their faces and stood still. As soldiers of the Sousse Empire, everyone holds the same belief-when the resources of the human interstellar territory are gradually depleted, Sousse ’s last hope for becoming a superpower is the war that cannot be defeated!
No one can stand in front of them!
"Subpoena, speed up, reach the 230 km of Navala Plain on Resource Road Two, and establish an attack position. Tomorrow morning, take the enemy on both wings of Pinchi Ridge to guard the highlands 205 and 261 of the road. At night, I will enter the town of Prov ! "

"Are you sure?" Wei Jianshan sullen his face, watching the driving mech, jumping up and down in front of himself, and the blue muscles on his forehead.
"I'm sure!" The fat man continued to jump seriously: "Today, I must make you convinced by mouth!"
Wei Jianshan remained silent for a long time, and finally turned his head: "Something wrong!"
"Come on!" The fat man said angrily. "Don't be a turtle!"
"You're a tortoise!" Wei Jianshan was so angry that he stared at Venus.
"It's not the head-down turtle!" The fat man stretched out his mechanical arm and tickled his innocently: "Come!"
Wei Jianshan stared at the fat man deadly. He couldn't figure out why this fat ball suddenly drove himself in a phantom streamed private mecha.
The private mecha flowers wobbled like butterflies, middle finger, and ticked again!
"Come and touch me."
Wei Jianshan jumped like a thunder, pulling the mech control lever: "I'm not good. The second-level mech warrior can't even touch you! I touch you today!"
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