Xu Le carefully stretched out his finger and touched the robotic arm facing his face. The finger pulp was immediately covered with dust, and the surface of the three-segment alloy finger on the top of the robotic arm also showed its original color, slightly pale. There is a black light, but the black light is a little dim. This mecha shrouded in dust, I don't know who put it here, after many years, it is like a sword quietly waiting for its master, although it is dusty, it is immortal.
The cold touch returned from his fingertips to his brain, Xu Le let out a soft sigh, his eyes filled with forcibly suppressed excitement. This is the first time he has grown so big and has seen a real mecha with his own eyes, and it is so close that it is within reach. The moment he touches it with his fingers, he even worries about whether the mecha will come alive .
Of course, in the library's related journals, Xu Le has seen a lot of pictures of mechas. On the top of the hills and trees a month ago, he has also seen eleven latest black mechas besieging Uncle Feng alone can't compare to the shock brought by being able to touch it at this time. This is the most powerful melee weapon of the federal military, and it often only exists in the fantasy of ordinary federal teenagers. Xu Le looked at this worn-out mecha excitedly, but found that this mecha was not only old, but also extremely clumsy, just because the height that was about to touch the ceiling showed a little deterrent. The weapon loading system on the mecha has been stripped away, and the connection parts of the alloy components have also been damaged. I don't know if they can still move.
Xu Le found a nameplate somewhere on the inside of the mechanical leg of the worn-out mecha, wiped the dust off it, and stared at the words written on it, wondering when the federation had produced this type of mecha. The little watermelon who had been quietly letting him hold his hand also stretched out his head curiously, looked at it twice and said, "Brother, M02."
M02, the first-generation mecha of the Federal 37th Constitutional Calendar, is a semi-finished product. However, the subsequent mecha designs basically follow the idea of this model, including the most advanced M52 series mecha of the federal military. Its disciples and grandchildren. Xu Le raised his head and sighed at the worn-out mecha. He didn't expect that he would have the chance to see such a legendary antique.
"Broken." Little Watermelon noticed the excitement and eagerness in Xu Le's eyes, and cautiously reminded, "Recycled."
Xu Le scratched his head, hehe laughed, and he felt that his impulse at this time was somewhat unreasonable. He forcibly suppressed the thought of continuing to watch the mecha. After all, compared with his own interests, solving the problem of the little watermelon was the most important thing at this time. Holding the hand of the little watermelon, he continued to walk to the other side of the room, pulled out the toolbox on the wall, removed the fixing screws of the air-conditioning channel, and got in, without looking back, he said directly: "In Wait here for my brother, don't run around."
This garbage recycling cabin or the waste storage cabin is very remote. I'm afraid no one will come here for a few years. Xu Le is not worried about the safety of the little watermelon. However, not long after he got into the pipe, he crawled back with a gray face and squatted in front of the little watermelon, panting, and said angrily, "Why didn't you remind me, I can't climb over!"
Yes, although there are no monitoring electronic equipment installed in the air-conditioning pipes, the pipes themselves are extremely small at some joints, and adults cannot pass through them at all. Probably only children like small watermelons can pass through these pipes and freely in space. Crawling around in the spaceship. The little watermelon looked at the dust on Xu Le's face, covered her lips and laughed.
The idea of finding the little watermelon room to confirm the truth was shattered. Although Xu Le had learned the messy skills from the mechanic for a long time, he was not confident that he could be a spy in a high-tech spaceship. Maybe it was because of some kind of selfishness that he didn't know about. In the next few days, he became quiet and just played with the little watermelon in the room. Monotonous synthetic beef. Little Watermelon is really a very well-behaved child. There are no children's books or even a TV in Xu Le's remote and quiet room, but she is not noisy or boring, just sits quietly on the bed and listens to Xu Le's stories, or She told Xu Le stories.
"Little watermelon, don't you think it's boring to stay with me?" Xu Le seems to be nothing out of the ordinary these days, but in fact his worries are getting stronger and stronger, this little girl who suddenly appeared beside him like a elf , how should I deal with it? Although the journey is long, there will always be a day when he arrives at the capital star circle. It is impossible for him to take her away under the eyes of so many people, and... Xiao Xigua's family must also be very worried about her. The problem is that her Are family members really trustworthy
"As long as you don't play the piano or paint, it's fine." Little Watermelon looked into Xu Le's eyes and nodded seriously. Probably in this little girl's heart, doing nothing these days is the greatest joy in itself.
Xu Le shrugged. He really didn't understand the children's thinking patterns very well. Little Watermelon was feeling the happiness of doing nothing, but he always felt something strange in his heart. The long space voyage was surrounded by silence, eternal silence. No matter how beautiful the beauty of space was, it became a dull repetition at this moment. Xu Le looked at a dim star in the distance outside the window, and suddenly understood that he The weird feeling in my heart is because I am longing for something.
It was still covered in dust, and after crawling through the pipes in Clean Zone 32 for a long time, Xu Le climbed to the waste storage cabin with a heavy alloy door. , he couldn't wait to lift the army green tarpaulin again, and let the worn-out old-fashioned mecha appear in front of him.
At this moment, Xu Le confirmed that his judgment was correct. For the past few days, he has been longing to come back here, longing to see this dilapidated mecha again. At this moment, his whole body is full of satisfaction and faint excitement. He is eager to return here and see this mecha, not because he has a strong desire to control the mecha in his heart, although this is the wish of most teenagers in the federation, but... He wants to fix it.
He passed the first round of examinations for the Ministry of Defense's mechanic sergeant. Although he could no longer continue on this path, his ideals in life, or the kind of interest that was deeply rooted in his mind, never diminished. From a very young age, Xu Le had a strong interest in repairing things. After following Uncle Feng for four years, this interest did not diminish, but grew stronger. In the mine operation room on the outskirts of the capital of Hexi Prefecture, in the repair shop on the fourth block of Xianglan Avenue, whenever the teenager sees those electrical appliances brought by the neighbors, such as the crystal screen TV with dead pixels, it is difficult to adjust the gear. Electric axles, all kinds of damaged life chips, he is as excited and impulsive as a vulture sees carrion, and wants to repair these broken things as soon as possible.
Just like when he saw this tattered mecha at this time, it's just that this mecha... is not the same as anything he has repaired before.
Xu Le was a person who got up and walked. Since he climbed over the pipeline and came here, he naturally wouldn't leave like this. He didn't have the slightest confidence to be able to repair this broken mecha, and he didn't even know if he could connect the broken three-section metal finger, but he still started to do it. Before starting, he maintained good work habits, and turned over the surface of the damaged mecha full of dust for a long time. Finally, he found a vacuum plastic bag. He gave a low cry in surprise, confirming that it was just like the book said. Inside the bag is the instruction manual for the M02 mech.
Holding the manual, Xu Le looked at it with interest, his posture changed from standing to leaning against the wall, and finally to sitting down. The starlight outside the spaceship remained the same, and so did his gaze. He read all the parameter values and component construction modes earnestly and greedily, and threw himself into it. He didn't know how long it took.
When he was in Donglin District, the mechanic Uncle Feng did not teach him any knowledge about mecha. Xu Le once protested and ridiculed indignantly. He worked hard to find a piece of mecha in the garbage dump A's central control chip, but Uncle Feng said he couldn't repair it... Now Xu Le, naturally knows that the boss is not an ordinary person, and it is impossible that he has no knowledge about the mecha, but he wants to ask the boss about the technical aspects. , has become an impossible thing, he can only immerse himself in the boring manual, constantly learning.
After a long time, Xu Le finally put down the manual, lowered his head and thought about it for a long time, and then got up to look for the tools and materials he needed in the waste storage compartment. Where is the really serious breakage.
His gaze swept across the mecha's shoulder, and suddenly stopped at a hole in the ceiling outside the cabin door, and smiled extremely ashamed. The little girl's head got out of the hole, her black hair was covered with dust, she looked pitiful, she looked at Xu Le on the ground and said, "Brother, I'm hungry."
Xu Le pushed the toolbox on the wall back to its original position, and said with a smile, "Then I'll go to the restaurant to get some food first."