Modern mechas are becoming more and more like armor. The legs are covered by the internal mecha, and the lower limbs are completely controlled by leg movements. The upper limbs are different. Because they need to operate various weapons, they are still platform-based and brain-wave-connected.
Manual plus mental dual control is the highest control standard for mecha.
Generally speaking, many of the military's mechas are controlled purely by brain waves, combined with some standard programs to achieve combat objectives.
But a truly powerful mecha, especially many surprising operations, requires manual assistance. The faster and more accurate the hand speed, the better the control effect.
This is similar to the control of soul-guided fighters, but the control of mechas is definitely much more complicated.
Mechas come in a variety of forms, but the human form has always been the most important form, because it can simulate various ways of human combat, especially when used in conjunction with the soul master's own soul skills.
The essence of the double armor style is that the soul master integrates his own battle armor with the mecha to achieve double protection and double amplification. For the soul masters of the double armor style, the mecha is equivalent to their second layer of battle armor.
When I moved my legs, I felt a bit heavy. The white-level training mecha was undoubtedly the lowest level of mecha, eight meters high, and its various auxiliary systems were the most ordinary.
At this time, Lan Xuanyu and Tang Zhenhua both chose melee mechas, and their weapons included a shield and a sword. For safety reasons, they turned off the high-frequency vibration of the sword and used it as an ordinary weapon.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom" Lan Xuanyu took a step forward, controlling the balance of the mecha and walked towards Tang Zhenhua step by step.
Because of his rich experience in operating soul-guided fighter jets, this white-level mecha ran relatively smoothly under his control.
At this moment, the white-level mecha controlled by Tang Zhenhua suddenly moved, accelerated suddenly, and rushed towards Lan Xuanyu with big strides.
Lan Xuanyu controlled his mecha and raised his left hand shield to block in front of him. He also began to speed up his pace and launched a charge.
The two white-class mechas soon approached. But at this moment, the thruster behind Tang Zhenhua's mecha suddenly flashed, just flashing for a moment, not erupting completely. But his mecha completed a sideways slide and immediately reached the side of Lan Xuanyu's mecha.
Lan Xuanyu subconsciously controlled his mecha to turn around and put the shield in front of him.
However, Tang Zhenhua's mecha had already completed the second thruster jet, accelerated suddenly, and crashed into his shield.
Suddenly, a great force came, and Lan Xuanyu felt that his mecha was about to fall over.
In terms of psychological quality, Lan Xuanyu is definitely the best among his peers. Even in this situation, he did not panic. He quickly took advantage of the momentum to retreat while controlling the sword in the right hand of the mecha to swing out.
Tang Zhenhua's mecha squatted down, then suddenly stood up, knocked the sword away with his shield, and at the same time rushed forward, using his shield to hit Lan Xuanyu's mecha's chest again.
"Bang!"
Lan Xuanyu's mecha, which was already falling back, could no longer maintain its balance and was immediately knocked to the ground.
The thrusters behind Tang Zhenhua's mecha flashed again, and a series of continuous attacks hit Lan Xuanyu's mecha.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang!" A series of loud noises rang out.
Lan Xuanyu couldn't control it anymore. His mecha was completely out of control after being attacked, and he felt waves of violent shock and dizziness.
Shields flew, swords flew.
With the last move, Tang Zhenhua threw away the sword of his mecha, grabbed the arm of Lan Xuanyu's mecha, and threw him fiercely over his shoulder, smashing his mecha to the ground.
Lan Xuanyu inside was knocked unconscious and felt as if his internal organs were about to be shaken out. His brain was dizzy and all he could hear was the alarm sound of the mecha.
"Get up and try again!" Tang Zhenhua's cold voice rang out.
Lan Xuanyu had a strong resistance to dizziness and struggled to control the mecha to get up.
Tang Zhenhua's voice came, "The basic point of mecha control is to control the balance. No matter what time, you must ensure your balance. Balance is the basis of everything. Only with balance can you have a good defense, and only with a good defense can you have a chance to counterattack. What you have to do now is to maintain your balance as much as possible under my attack and hold on longer."
After saying this, his mecha rushed up again.
He had no intention of showing mercy to his disciple. Tang Zhenhua originally thought that he would suffer a bit in the cross-level challenge match, but he didn't expect that this kid actually won. The last game was a bit inexplicable.
Lan Xuanyu's personal combat skills were not taught by him. He was mainly responsible for the interstellar command system. Fighter control was actually the basis of space battleship control, and many tactics were the same. The control of mechas was a supplement and the top priority of personal combat effectiveness.
In Star Wars, the role of mechas is not so obvious, but this refers to ordinary mechas. If a commander has strong combat power, then it is not only easier to survive in Star Wars, but also has the ability to change the battlefield.
Therefore, the double armor flow must be learned, especially when Lan Xuanyu is increasingly showing his talent, how can Tang Zhenhua not be strict with him
Since the game didn't hit him, then let me do it.
Tang Zhenhua taught Lan Xuanyu the mecha class with this mentality. Moreover, he felt that it was really good to beat his own disciple like a sandbag without any scruples.
Lan Xuanyu, who had not vomited after the interstellar fighter course for a long time, vomited again today. When he climbed out of the mecha, he was even bruised and swollen from the collision. This was even when he released the golden dragon body to protect himself.
"Let's continue tomorrow." Tang Zhenhua patted his shoulder and left.
Lan Xuanyu is now just looking forward to when he can go to the Elf Star! I hope that day will come soon.
Controlling a mecha is not something that can be done overnight. Although he has the basics of flying an interstellar fighter, there is still a big difference between the two. The key is that the hands can't keep up with the brain, and the body can't keep up with the judgment. In this aspect alone, he needs a lot of time to accumulate.
The atmosphere in the first grade is very good now. This victory has greatly stimulated everyone's enthusiasm for cultivation. They beat the entire class of the outer courtyard. Of course, this honor must be maintained. Therefore, everyone is practicing very hard.
Finally, the time to set off arrived. When Lan Xuanyu received the news that he would set off for the Elf Star the next day, he was so moved that he burst into tears!
The feeling of being abused every day was really not pleasant. Although in the process, he gradually began to have a sense of balance, controlling the bulky white-level mecha, and finally being able to resist the teacher's attack for a while. However, the result would not change. Moreover, Tang Zhenhua's attack strength was getting stronger and stronger. So much so that he had no energy to practice forging in the past ten days. He felt dizzy all day long. Only by taking the blood-storm fruit in the Sea God Lake to practice could he feel a little comforted.
Constantly stimulate the blood, increase the speed of absorbing life energy. Only half a month has passed, and Lan Xuanyu has made considerable gains. Not only has his soul power increased by one level, but his blood vortex has become more condensed. When trying to perform the Dragon God Transformation, the time has obviously increased by a few points.
Early in the morning, the soul guide bus was already waiting in front of the main teaching building. All the first-year students, except Qian Lei who was in seclusion, boarded the bus.