The school team training is divided into large teams. The team consists of five people and the brigade consists of 1,000 people. The mecha soldier is in charge of the battle, while the mecha division repairs the mecha quickly after the battle.
Command perception is special, superiors can hook up with subordinates, and the bigger the gap, the more obvious the effect. For example, 3S can directly control A-level, and individual 3S command perception is extremely powerful, and can even control SS-level. However, compared to the mecha soldier who is prone to rage in battle, the same type of command and connection is more convenient and safe. Therefore, a team of five is the most appropriate combination on the battlefield, and it has been continued in the competition.
It is said that Ying Xingjue of the Imperial Military Academy directly controlled the entire pre-war area, including the S-class mecha soldiers, in the Battle of the Magic Night two years ago, and won that victory.
The boy became famous overnight.
Jin Ke is also a 3S-level commander. After training, he may be able to control the command of the entire pre-war area, but it is not only impossible to include all mecha soldiers, but may even perceive injuries.
"So you didn't control me during the game?" Wei San asked Jin Ke while sitting on the rostrum on the playground.
"I'm busy contacting other school team commanders, the mecha soldiers are not within my range." Jin Ke shook his legs with her, "If there is an accident with our main member, your team commander is powerful, you can bring them with you. Go a long way."
Wei San looked at him strangely: "Didn't the teacher say that safety is first and competition is second?"
"The school team can do it, the main members can't help themselves." Jin Ke looked at the school team students sitting in twos and threes below and laughed, "Our S-class is the future of the military region, the more one we waste, the more likely other military regions will take over. high."
The Federation has a total of twelve military regions. Except for the Imperial Military Academy, which has three military regions, the other military schools have two military regions behind each, and one of them has become an independent army and is separated from the Federation.
There have been more or less casualties in the competition for so many years. Shen Tukun's previous competition was the one with the most serious casualty rate. There are four major military academies who want to annex the Damocles Military Academy.
Nominally, there are various S-rank teachers guarding the competition. Once someone withdraws, they will stop them, but sometimes they will not even be sent to the treatment cabin, and the students will be helpless.
"This year will be even more cruel. The commanders of the major military schools, the mecha divisions, and the individual mecha soldiers are not weak. However, there will be Yingxing Jue, and when the competition comes, at least ten majors will serve as rescuers in each game, and there are other Teachers above S rank." Jin Ke put his hands on the rostrum floor, "All of these majors came out of the competition before."
"Major Li Ze is also here?"
"Yes, but not as a rescuer. The major's mecha is gone, and he is still looking for a mechanic to rebuild it. It will take time."
Wei San kicked Jin Ke: "Can a 3S-level commander interfere with the perception of a 3S-level commander?"
Jin Ke knew what Wei San's idea was as soon as he heard it: "Yes, but if I run into him, not to mention a dead end, I will have to be half disabled."
"Really?" Seeing the teacher walking this way, Wei San stood up from the rostrum, "I see that Ying Xingjue is not in good health. Can't you get him during the competition?"
"His perception level is too high and consumes too much energy." Jin Ke grabbed Wei San's trousers and got up.
"Fuck, your pants are going to be ripped off by you." Wei San pulled Jin Ke up, "I think you are very energetic."
"I'm just an ordinary 3S rank, can it be the same?" Jin Ke glanced at Wei San, "But you are very lethargic."
"I stayed up late, Ying Xingjue also stayed up late?" Wei San sighed, when she was willing to wear two big dark circles every day.
After the two looked at each other, they let out a long sigh.
-Life is hard.
"Let's go, I'll go to training." Jin Ke waved his hand.
The two went to their training ground separately.
The school team's mecha soldiers are used as force output, which is basically daily training. Teams and teams change their skilled formations. The unified and centralized training is the commander. They are trying to connect with Jinke, and the mecha division is responsible for observing the mecha of their own team. , for skilled maintenance during the competition.
After Wei San rested, he released the mecha on the playground.
"Blood drop!"
As soon as the mecha of Weisan Squad saw her release the blood drop, he rubbed against the mecha and touched it.
"Woooooo, I dream of love."
Wei San hasn't responded yet, and even has a deep understanding of the mecha master's words. Her dream is to touch the S-class mecha to see how it is different from the A-class mecha.
But Ding Hemei and Nie Haoqi next to them were speechless. It was too fucked up. Seeing others touch their mecha so vulgarly, even a mecha soldier could not bear it.
"He touched your mecha like this, Wei San can you bear it?" Ding Hemei asked Wei San in a low voice, repairing the mecha is a repairing mecha, and touching it in person is a provocation!
"Just touch it." Wei San didn't care, she liked it when she saw other people's mechas.
Ding Hemei: "Wei San, the teacher said before that you were a fool. I didn't expect you to sacrifice so much for the competition. The teacher must have misunderstood you before."
Wei San: "?"
After the mechanic finished touching it, he was finally satisfied, and turned his head to Wei San with emotion: "If Teacher Xiang hadn't sent you, I would never know if I could touch blood droplets in my life."
The S-class mecha made by the S-class mecha cannot be mass-produced, not only because it is a one-to-one design, but also the feel of the opportunity made at that time. Even if the same mecha uses the same material, it may not be made again. Can make exactly the same mech.
The blood drop was made by S-class mecha masters, and it was perfect in all aspects. In addition, it had the reputation of being played by the former mecha soldiers. It is not an exaggeration to be called the top mecha in A.
There are some mechas in the A-level that have been passed down in this way, and some have been shelved when no suitable candidates are found, and have gradually disappeared in front of the public since then.
"Can you check it quickly?" Ding Hemei was not used to mecha masters like this, for fear that the next one to be brutally murdered would be their own mecha.
"It's coming soon." The mecha master connected all three mechas to his optical brain and opened the data board, "The light mecha's left knee joint is a little worn out, Sister Ding, you usually pay attention. This one... um, it's pretty good. ?"
"I think it's pretty good too." Nie Haoqi touched his head, "It's much easier to use than the previous mecha."
He even felt himself a lot better.
"I remember that your mecha is new. If you practice more and form a connection with the mecha, the fit will be higher." After reading the data board, the mecha master said softly, "It's strange."
"What's so strange?" Nie Haoqi asked nervously, he just got this mecha, it's so precious, he can't hear any bad words.
"Oh, it's nothing, it's just that the balance of your mecha is too good." The mecha master took the data board, "You guys are training, I will do a few tests first."
Hearing the compliments from the 'peer', Wei San agreed in her heart. She also felt that this mecha did a good job. If Nie Haoqi gave more budget, she could still do better in weapons.
When it comes to mecha, she hasn't been to the black factory for a while, because she doesn't have a mecha in her hand, but the design drawing has been made, and now she is waiting for the shop owner to help with the materials.
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In the evening, Wei San received a message from the shop owner, saying that except for a few parts that were not found, the rest basically came in.
That night, she rushed to the basement level of the black factory to build a mecha frame.
"Why..." The shop owner stood outside, staring at Wei San, and asked the long-standing question in his heart, "You make a mecha as easy as pulling a carrot?"
I just finished a mech some time ago, and now I have another one.
To know how to build a mecha, the mecha master needs to use perception. The internal structure of the mecha is complex. Often, they can complete a mecha after completing a mecha. Impaired perception.
"Is it simple?" Wei San squatted on the ground and packed up the blueprints, "It has always been difficult for me to keep the price within a reasonable range and not reduce the attack power of the mecha."
Shopkeeper: They didn't mean the same thing at all. He suspected that she was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.
"Are you familiar with Qi'anxi?"
"I know, his mecha was transformed for me before." Wei San stood up holding the blueprint, "Boss, why are you asking this?"
"From today, Anxi is challenging himself to be in the top ten, and the ranking keeps moving to the front random pool. According to this calculation, he will face the god of death tomorrow." The owner is obviously very interested, "Before the massacre day, your points ranked all It was exchanged with the god of death, and now the god of death has fallen below and hit Qiganxi, and the black factories are betting on who wins."
"It must be Qi Anxi, he is very powerful." Wei San said without hesitation, "The God of Death took advantage of the mecha, and his moves are irritable, and a little pick will reveal flaws."
"The tickets are sold out, you can buy one for me with your player account, and I'll give you the money."
The next day, Wei San was still working on mechas on the first basement floor. The shopkeeper who got the ticket closed the door outside and went to the third basement floor to watch the game.
Wei San is still building the internal engine of the mecha. After a while, she uses two things with one mind, turns on her brain, and spends points to buy live video from Anxi.
In the video, the Reaper's mecha has been repaired, standing in the middle of the ring, still arrogant, looking at the players who come up, still has the look of killing the opponent.
Qi Anxi jumped into the mecha cabin, unmoved, and waited for the game to start.
Reaper is indeed a mediocre move, relying entirely on violence and mecha, but his mecha is too good, and when a normal A-level encounters, there is basically only one way to be abused by blood.
On the other hand, Qi Anxi's movements were light, like an aesthetic textbook level, bringing the lightness of light mechas to the extreme. Death couldn't even touch him, so he could only be more manic.
Wei San sat in front of the console, biting a part of the mecha, and looked up at the two people in the light curtain.
Yesterday, she didn't say anything casually about Anxi's greatness. Just from the competition with Death, she tried her best that night, and there was clearly room for Qi Anxi, and she didn't even use Poyun Wing.
Wei San remembered Qi Anxi's tricks to deal with the god of death, and then reviewed in his mind what he should do against the god of death.
Of course, the mecha was a factor, but every move from Qi'anxi hit the most critical part, and Wei San didn't understand the abnormality of the death mecha until he finished playing later that night.
In the light curtain, Qi Anxi moved to face the various joints of the God of Death, and finally the crossbow arrow directly penetrated his knees, causing him to kneel on the stage.
Wei San slowly took down the mecha in his mouth, amazing!
The god of death was not reconciled, and obviously couldn't believe that after the transformation of his mecha, he was defeated by two new L3-level hands one after another, knelt on the ring, and wanted to sneak up on Anxi.
Qi'anxi turned around directly and kicked off the head of the Death God mecha, leaving no chance.
Wei San: "...?!!"
It wasn't easy to talk before starting from Anxi, when was it so violent? The breath is different.