The originally chaotic crowd completely returned to silence.
Wu Ming broke out in a cold sweat and called Shi Ji in a low voice: "Commander Shi, Commander Shi..."
"Instructor Shi."
Behind me, the No. 1 student of this class came out and asked, "What do you mean by that?"
The entire alliance has only one special forces team, but there is more than one special forces unit. No. 1 was selected from the Southwest Military Region Special Forces and was one of the leaders of this protest.
In our opinion, this training method is not reasonable at all.
With the current technological level of the Alliance, many inventions can already make up for the shortcomings of humanity itself, and mecha is the most perfect one among them.
The operator and the mecha have empathy, and the strength, speed, and attack effectiveness are all raised to the limit. With the continuous development of new weapons, the combat power will only become stronger and stronger.
Even if some Zerg can release poison and poison mist, they can be shielded by the shield of the mecha shell, and clean air can be supplied to the operator through the filtration system.
What they really need a lot of training is empathy with the mecha, subtle control of the mecha, and countless simulated battles while driving the mecha.
The so-called devilish training camp of running endless circles, testing endurance, physical strength, resistance to poisons, and destroying willpower might have been useful on the old mechas ten years ago, but after several rounds of technological innovation, it is meaningless.
Amid this growing resistance, the news of reforming the existing combat mode and system, weakening the status of mechas, and reducing related military expenditures aroused strong resistance once it spread.
No. 1 walked up to Shi Ji and said, "During the training, you were very nice to us. I didn't mean to pick a fight with you."
"You are young, so we will assume that you are ignorant and don't have the common sense of a mecha operator."
No. 1 said in a deep voice: "I apologize, and this matter is over..."
Shi Ji: "Ninety-four-five seconds."
No. 1 frowned: "What?"
"There are still ninety-four seconds left." Shi Ji said, "If you can't defeat me, I win."
No. 1's face turned completely cold.
Without further ado, he returned to the center of the protesting academy and issued an order to equip the mechas.
Shi Ji said to Wu Ming: "Captain Wu, there are also mechas. You and Sui Qi can also join us."
Wu Ming: “…”
Wu Ming finally had his face recognized by the facial recognition system again. Without a second thought, he turned around and ran away.
Sui Qi didn't know what Shi Ji wanted to do, but he didn't expect that these students would have the nerve to agree to such an outrageous competition. When he was about to step forward to stop them, he was suddenly pulled back by the collar of his training uniform.
Sui Qi was a little anxious: "Instructor Nie! Time is commanding..."
"Watch it." Nie Chi's eyes fell on the field. "In this situation, the more you try to stop it, the more counterproductive it will be."
An angry person may be rational, but a group of angry people is not.
This collective anger, if it is in the right place, is a powerful enough force. But if it is in the wrong place and exploited by someone with ulterior motives, it will turn into a disorderly flood that will involuntarily destroy everything it sees.
Nie Chi worked as a professional manager at Sui Corporation and was assigned to Sui Si's studio. He had seen too many such cases.
Now, these Furies are even equipped with extremely powerful mechas.
Sui Qi frowned.
He was admitted to the Military Academy at the age of seventeen, and was recruited into the special operations team before graduation. He devoted himself to the study of mechas. Apart from training and simulation exercises every day, he never had time to think about these things.
...But Nie Chi was right.
and Wu Ming spent a lot of effort to reason with these people, and they were exhausted. However, not only did it backfire, making those people more resistant, but they were also isolated by other students.
Even if Shi Ji didn't stand up, this accumulated anger would always have an outlet.
Sui Qi clenched his fists, still unable to help but worry about Shi Ji: "But after all, there are so many people, Commander Shi—"
He was walking towards the training ground when he suddenly froze and stopped talking midway.
…
Shi Ji was not at a disadvantage.
Being besieged by angry mechas, Shi Ji remained methodical and did not even take any difficult actions like piloting a wingman.
Shi Ji had only tried to operate a mecha once, really only once. Any mecha operator with a little experience could tell that Shi Ji was getting familiar with the operation of the mecha while fighting.
But even so, the besieging mechas didn't gain any advantage at all.
A speed-type mecha saw Shi Ji being besieged by two mechas, and it rushed in from the side to attack. A bright cutting laser was emitted from the palm of the mecha, piercing straight towards Shi Ji's mecha.
I thought Shi Ji would move aside and I was even ready to chase him, but when I looked at the monitor, I was stunned.
Shi Ji's mecha was still in the surveillance field of view.
The mecha stopped with a roar, and the propulsion indicator light on the control panel went out instantly.
... He didn't even know when Shi Ji destroyed his propulsion system.
The operator broke out in a cold sweat. He had lost his propulsion system and could no longer control the trajectory of his mecha. He pulled down the transmitter and yelled, "Get out of the way! Quick—"
predicted Shi Ji's evasive movement and had already turned to accumulate power in advance. Now he couldn't stop the momentum, and the whole mecha rushed towards another red specialized mecha that was besieging Shi Ji.
The sharp cutting laser cut a long crack in the red mecha.
The operator of the red specialized mecha had no time to curse before he was sprayed with tail gas from Shi Ji's old standard mecha, and he couldn't stop coughing.
Another mecha saw its companion in chaos and rushed over to help, but the huge target in front of it suddenly disappeared from the monitor.
Before he could react, the powerful collision force was reflected back along the mecha.
This force was in the same direction as the momentum of the enemy. The performance of the mecha determined the horsepower of the thrusters. The mecha, which had been pushed to its limit, was unable to handle the superimposed force. The steering system failed and it rushed forward out of control.
As soon as the red mecha stood up, it collided heavily with the mecha that was rushing towards it and fell heavily to the ground.
At the edge of the training ground, Heart No. 1, driving a black specialized mecha, sank straight down.
…
Up to now, Shi Ji has not even taken any formal action.
The so-called "all of you come together" siege does not have the absolute advantage as imagined.
Without the immediate guidance of the observer, the shortcomings of the mecha were fully exposed - while its power was increased, it also blocked most of the perspectives that could be grasped during combat. The powerful propulsion system and new weapons with great destructive power became the direct cause of the mecha losing control after being attacked.
Close combat blocked the mecha's long-range lethal attack, and encirclement became the biggest obstacle. Many mechas didn't even figure out what was going on before they fell into a mess with their own people.
Shi Ji is even constantly learning how to operate a mecha operator!
No. 1's throat moved, and he stared at Shi Ji closely, with cold sweat on his forehead.
… How can someone learn how to operate a mecha while fighting
The situation on the field is changing rapidly.
Looking at those mechas that were on the verge of being scrapped or completely shut down, more and more people seemed to be poured with a bucket of cold water, and gradually calmed down from the anger that had bewitched them.
There are only three minutes left.
Shi Ji stood where he was, and made one last attempt to spit out a laser from the palm of his mecha, extinguishing the dazzling cutting laser, and walked towards No. 1.
"I learned it." Shi Ji said.
No.1: “…”
The one on the opposite side was just an old standard mecha, with no outstanding performance in any aspect, and it would not be adjusted to suit the operator's body shape and operating habits. It only had the most common standard combat mode.
However, a vague fear had already risen in my heart.
Shi Ji chose to attack first.
In mecha combat, attacking first is not an advantage. The mecha will naturally lose some of its observation angle during the attack, and the opponent's mecha will use static braking, giving you plenty of time to choose to fight or dodge.
No. 1 suppressed the inexplicable fear, made up his mind, and pushed the thrusters to the limit.
The one in front was a special mecha, with a propulsion horsepower far exceeding that of ordinary mechas. It crossed paths with them and had already flashed behind Shi Ji's mecha.
No. 1 has already realized that fighting is Shi Ji's advantage, and he is not going to fight with Shi Ji. The metal chassis rubs against the ground with a harsh sound. He distances himself and turns around, and the mecha has activated the electromagnetic shotgun at the same time.
Shi Ji avoided the extremely widened killing surface, and the dazzling bright blade in his palm stabbed directly into the operating cabin.
No. 1 pulled his arm back to block the attack, then turned around and kicked Shi Ji, forcing him to step back.
The heavy, dark metal almost heated up from the friction in the air.
Shi Ji's mecha lacked propulsion power, and No. 1 did not give Shi Ji time to regroup. The particle accelerator started to operate, and Yaomu's particle beam trajectory cut straight towards Shi Ji's mecha.
Shi Ji lay on his back, the mecha slid into the attack range, and the bright light blade attacked again.
No. 1 blocked the attack with his whip kick again, and saw Shi Ji's light blade being deflected and slid away, with a vague suspicion in his heart.
... Why doesn't Shi Ji have any special weapons
This cutting-type light blade is indeed very sharp, but the mecha has been specially reinforced, so even a sharp light blade can only leave a shallow mark on the shell.
I originally thought that Shi Ji had some killer moves hidden behind the light blade, but Shi Ji was easily deflected by me twice, and the mecha only responded with very slight bumps.
This kind of minor collision will not even cause the mecha to issue an automatic warning that it is under attack.
No. 1 blocked Shi Ji's attack for the third time. He really couldn't understand what Shi Ji was going to do. He was a little annoyed by this almost playful attitude, so he turned on the electromagnetic pulse cannon on the shoulder of the mecha.
This kind of electromagnetic pulse cannon requires a sufficient distance. No. 1 slid backwards quickly and was about to press the button when he suddenly felt something was wrong.
There was an uproar of surprise from the sidelines.
No. 1's heart sank, and before he could check what had happened, the mecha suddenly shook violently and fell to the ground with a bang.
No. 1 rolled out of the operating cabin and stood up in a panic, with his hands and feet together.
His eyes widened, and he looked at his mecha in disbelief, his face grim.
…
The mecha had its left leg removed completely.
The attack of the light blade could not leave any marks on the outer shell of the mecha, but that did not mean that the connection of the mecha's joints was also so strong - when he blocked, Shi Ji's light blade pretended to slide away and actually pried into the connection point of the mecha.
There were four connection points in total, and Shi Ji cut off three of them.
In order to expand the attack range, the mecha was controlled to retreat, but because the propulsion force was too strong, the last part was forcibly cut off.
This kind of damage is so minor that the mecha does not feel any pain and cannot truly determine the nature of the damage. In the automatic alarm system, it is just a few small bumps.
Shi Ji jumped down from the operating cabin.
Her complexion did not change at all because of the fierce battle. Her short hair, slightly damp with sweat, was blown away by the wind. Her eyes were dark and clear, with a sharp and bright frost color in the bottom.
"It's time to teach them to feel pain."
Shi Ji said: "You rely too much on the power of mechas."
No. 1 gritted his teeth and remained silent.
"The mecha can filter out poison, but once the mecha is damaged in battle, the poison will flow directly in. The portable oxygen inside the mecha is only enough to support five minutes."
Shi Ji: "What should we do if we still can't find a suitable landing place after five minutes?"
"If the mecha is destroyed, and you and your companions share a mecha, what should you do if you don't have enough oxygen?"
"If the mecha loses control under the attack of the Zerg, do you have enough strength and reaction speed to forcibly correct the mecha and correct the deviation?"
"If your mech crash-landed deep in the wasteland and you could only walk out on your own two legs, would you have enough strength and endurance?"
…
No. 1's face flushed. "What you said, in a conventional war, has a probability of only one in a thousand—"
Shi Ji: "You are going to join the special forces."
No. 1 paused for a moment and fell silent.
There is no conventional warfare for special forces.
The special forces are the blade, the sharpest and most vulnerable blade that penetrates into the most dangerous areas.
The training ground gradually became quiet. The operators came out of the mechas with dusty faces and kept their mouths shut, too embarrassed to lift their heads.
"I took a shortcut." Shi Ji said.
Shi Ji: "You have absolutely no sense of coordinated combat. Letting you besiege me will be disadvantageous to you."
No.1: “…”
Shi Ji was just stating the facts, and he paused to think about what he had just learned: "Mechas shouldn't be like you, you—"
"Instructor Shi." No. 1 interrupted him, clenched his fist, and said the rest of the words, "You are a genius, so you can say such things."
Shi Ji stopped and looked at her gently with his clear dark eyes.
No. 1's face was terribly hot.
Nie Chi defeated them. They thought that Nie Chi had trained longer than them and had more combat experience than them.
Shi Ji defeated them, and they thought Shi Ji was a genius.
No. 1 was so embarrassed by this kind of specious argument that he couldn't even lift his head, but he had to continue: "Is it wrong for us to want better mechas with stronger combat capabilities? We work hard to train with the mechas and want to become stronger. Is this wrong?"
"Why must reform be carried out? Why must the current combat mode be changed?"
No. 1: "The current combat training can't bring out the real power of the mecha. If we are allowed to use the mecha's truly powerful lethal weapons—"
Wu Ming was checking his mecha. He blew a short whistle and pointed to the special mecha No. 1.
No. 1 was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously walked over.
It was as if he had been hit by a stick. He could not utter a word and broke out in a cold sweat.
… Every gun muzzle of that mecha was silently sealed with a layer of quantum shield by Shi Ji at some unknown time!
If the mecha's long-range weapons are not banned, once activated, the huge amount of energy that is intercepted back will first completely annihilate the mecha itself into particles.
"The Zerg have long learned to deal with this."
Nie Chi came over from the sidelines, threw a bottle of water to Shi Ji, and pressed a wet towel on Shi Ji's head: "Once the war starts, the Insect King will immediately send out low-level Zerg to block the mecha's powerful lethal weapons first."
No. 1 couldn't utter another word. His face turned red and he lowered his head, standing there.
“Your demands are not wrong.”
Shi Ji was dangling from being wiped by the deputy captain's wet towel. He tried to maintain his dignity as an instructor and continued: "But there is one thing."
Wu Ming was curious: "What's the matter?"
"This isn't the first time I've used this method." Shi Ji said, "The last time I removed the legs of a red stag beetle king."
Wu Ming was not surprised at all that Shi Ji had fought in a war. He shook his head in silence and was about to speak when he was suddenly stunned.
…What is the difference between today’s mechas and Zerg
The mecha has a strong shell, and the Zerg also has a strong shell. The mecha has an extremely high speed and attack power, and the Zerg also has an extremely high speed and attack power.
The reason why Shi Ji suggested that everyone go together is because this model is what he is best at.
What's the difference between those mechas dominated by anger that just rushed over to besiege Shi Ji and the swarm of insects that can only fight under the control of the Insect King
If there was a way to turn people into data, stuff them directly into mechas, and then change the appearance of the mechas...
Wu Ming was frightened by his own wild thoughts. He shook his head hard and wiped his face.
"We can't turn people into bugs just to defeat bugs."
Shi Ji said: "What is really important is not the mecha and wingman, not the new weapons, but the human body."
"Humans have tactics, can rationally take advantage of the environment and conditions, can cooperate, can cooperate, can feel pain and fear, and can overcome pain and fear in order to protect their companions."
“It’s the people who fight to the end.”
“It’s people that need to be protected.”
"What we want is a comrade-in-arms who can be trusted with his life." Shi Ji said, "not a mecha that can fight."
The training ground was completely silent.
…
Zhuang Yu, in cooperation with Pu Ying, had just finished handling the investigation work of the Security Department. Together with Dean Nie, he came down from the office and arrived at the training ground.
He just let Shi Ji express his attitude first, and changed into a training uniform that was convenient for him to work with, and asked Nie Chi who was leaning on the sidelines with his arms crossed: "What stage are we at now?"
Nie Chi: "It's over."
Zhuang Yu: “?”
Nie Chi looked at Dean Nie carefully and shook his head: "No, my father can't teach such a student... Has Mr. Yu intervened?"
Dean Nie: “???”
Zhuang Yu noticed that Dean Nie was rolling up his sleeves again, so he apologized immediately and pulled Nie Chi away from the training ground.
Yu Tang briefly mentioned Nie Chi's matter. Zhuang Yu noticed that Nie Chi looked a little strange and frowned, "Is there any change in the situation?"
Nie Chi nodded: "Yes"
He gave up the task of publishing a book. The punishment for failing the task was to be sent to "work overtime" by the bookstore.
Because the world's data flow was disrupted, the tasks assigned to employees by Chuanshuju could not be delivered from the background, so overtime employees were assigned to replace the staff on duty and manually issue new task instructions.
Nie Chi originally wanted to destroy this command directly, but if the host this time was Yu Tang, there might be room for improvement.
Zhuang Yu nodded, and without wasting any more time, he dialed the number Zhan Chen left for him.
Zhuang Yu handed the phone to Nie Chi, and without asking any further questions, returned to the training ground.
Nie Chi picked up the phone: "Mr. Yu?"
"It's me." Yu Tang deliberately did not turn on the shielding function, and was openly monitored during the conversation. He answered briefly, "What's the matter?"
Nie Chi: "The backstage shows that your first task is to make Sheng Yi fall into the abyss of despair, which has been successfully completed."
Nie Chi: "After completing this mission, have you not received any new missions?"
On the other hand, Yu Tang paused for a moment and continued to answer: "Yes."
"The world's data is in disarray, and background communications are disrupted."
Nie Chi said: "I have been assigned to give you new mission instructions."
When I received this task, I was actually ready to destroy the information privately and accept any punishment.
But if Yu Tang is also in charge of this book, there might be a chance for things to turn around.
… Things must be turning around.
Nie Chi squeezed the phone tightly.
He closed his eyes, suppressed all unnecessary thoughts, and put on his meticulous and rigid mask again.
Mr. Yu was able to teach little S7 so well, so he will definitely be able to save S7.
"Your first mission."
Nie Chi: "It is to ensure that the S7 and the wingman pilot program are fully integrated to become the best wingman pilot intelligent AI."