StarCraft, my mecha will evolve infinitely

Qinchuan Base, Mecha Special Training Camp.

When Tang Ya arrived at the camp, she found that many faces were missing, which made her already in a bad mood even more sad.

Whether it's professors, teachers, or other classmates who appeared in front of them, everyone's expressions are not too different from hers.

It seemed that there was an invisible cloud hanging over the special training camp, which made people extremely depressed.

This is the first gathering after retreating to the Qinchuan base. The special training camp that used to have hundreds of people now only has 200 scattered people.

The quiet needle drop could be heard in the empty lecture hall, and the atmosphere was extremely oppressive.

Sitting in the corner with her head lowered and playing with her fingers, Tang Ya looked at the empty seat next to her. For some reason, she always felt a sense of loss in her heart.

Without Jiang Yan chattering beside her, she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

After thinking about it, isn't this the result I have been looking forward to for a long time?I can finally listen to the class quietly, isn't it worth being happy?

It was indeed quiet, and it was true that no one provoked her anymore, but she still couldn't be happy.

This feeling was both contradictory and strange, and she couldn't figure it out, so she had to blame it on her brother's departure, which made her feel like an abandoned child.

"Everyone has it, stand up!"

Following the teacher's order, all the people who were thinking carefully were pulled back to reality immediately. Everyone in the lecture hall stood up quickly, raised their heads and chests, and looked at the white-haired old man who was walking towards the report platform without squinting.

In the Qinzhou Alliance, this old man is well-known. He is already in his 70s, and his figure is as vigorous as a man. Except for his white hair, his actual age cannot be seen at all. If he saw a real person for the first time, he would definitely know Thought he was only in his fifties.

As the chief designer of the fourth-generation mecha, Qi Youwei is also the current principal of the special mecha training camp. As the No.1 in the mecha field of the Qinzhou Alliance, he is no less valuable than half of the alliance's army.

The loss of the Ninghai base this time led to the strategic abandonment of the Sanjiang base. Many teachers and students in the special training camp failed to retreat in time, and the loss exceeded [-]%. Not only Qi Youwei could not accept such a result, but the entire alliance It is unacceptable, without qualified mecha pilots, even if the fourth generation of mechas is built, it will be of no avail.

Standing on the podium, Qi Youwei didn't speak in a hurry, but looked around, almost staying on everyone's face for two seconds.

"Your performance disappointed me, the principal. As the future of the alliance, as the reserve pilots of the fourth-generation mechs, you should have infinite vigor and fighting spirit, but what did I see? Dejected, with blank eyes, There are even timidity and fear, but just a little setback scares you out of your will to fight?"

Principal Qi's loud questioning was deafening, and it echoed continuously in the empty lecture hall.

The gloom and depression in the hall were suddenly swept away, and the blood in the bodies of countless people seemed to be awakened and began to boil.

"Report to the principal, I haven't lost my will to fight. I just feel guilty and uneasy because I can't go to the battlefield to kill monsters and save more students. If I can drive the mecha, I can buy more time for the students to retreat. , not... instead of watching them being swallowed by the beast tide."

"Report, I didn't give up on myself. I was like him, watching the school disappear and seeing so many students unable to escape, but I could do nothing."

"Report, when will we really be able to drive mechs, I want to defend my home and country, I want to kill all those deep sea monsters, I want to avenge those classmates and teachers who passed away"

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Qi Youwei didn't interrupt these students who had rekindled their fighting spirit to express their emotions. At this time, only by letting them vent all the pent-up grievances in their hearts would it not affect their unformed minds.

The scene finally became alive, even if it was the righteous indignation and self-blame of the teenagers, the haze that permeated everyone's hearts finally dissipated.

After waiting for no one to report, Qi Youwei waved his hands in the air to press down and said, "Sit down."

After everyone was seated, Qi Youwei comforted these injured young people with a kind tone. His every word, every word, was like a spring breeze blowing across the wilderness, caressing the immature seedlings that just broke out of the ground in the wasteland , gentle and silent, as warm as the sun.

"The raid of the alien beasts has caused a lot of losses to the alliance. We have lost a large area of ​​advanced industrial bases, as well as many relatives and friends, but we can't let this slump. As the future of the alliance, I hope you can cheer up. Like Jiang Yan in the junior class, at a critical moment, he can deal with the beasts without hesitation and without fear of death. Knowing that it is death, in order to save more compatriots, he resolutely rushes towards the beast tide. I am proud of having such a student Proud, the alliance is also proud of having such young people, everyone here should pay tribute to our young heroes, and pay tribute to those fighters who sacrificed for the alliance!"

With a bang, everyone stood up, everyone's eyes were full of supreme fighting spirit, everyone secretly vowed in their hearts that if they encounter danger in the future, they must stand on the front line without hesitation, just like Jiang Yan , regardless of life and death for the compatriots.

After the salute was over, Qi Youwei waved his hand again to signal everyone to sit down, looked at the students who had regained their high spirits, and then threw out another piece of news that excited everyone.

"Next, you will face extremely cruel training. We will select the best students in all aspects among you. Ten of the latest third-generation mechas have already rolled off the production line. They are waiting for the warriors who can control them , go to the front line of the battlefield, and drive those strange beasts back to the deep sea."

"In the near future, the brand-new fourth-generation mecha will be manufactured. If you want to be the first batch of heroes to drive the fourth-generation mecha, please cheer up, clear away all distracting thoughts in your mind, and devote yourself to training wholeheartedly." Among them, I believe that the moment when the fourth-generation mechs appear will be a great moment for the alliance to truly counterattack the deep sea."

"You guys, are you confident?"

"Have--"

The selection of new mecha pilots is about to begin, which undoubtedly gave everyone a shot in the arm. The enthusiastic students are all gearing up, and everyone is looking forward to the moment when they can board the new mecha.

In the empty lecture hall, the sound of "confidence" completely awakened everyone's fighting spirit and restored the confidence of the students. Qi Youwei breathed out secretly, and after throwing a look at the professor Zhao Kongcheng, in the extremely enthusiastic Leaving the special training camp amidst applause, he had to rush back to Kunpeng Fortress. The manufacture of the fourth-generation mechas had reached the most critical time.

After Qi Youwei left, Zhao Kongcheng turned on the holographic projection, and under hundreds of fiery eyes, he began to introduce the ten third-generation mechas that had just rolled off the assembly line.

"We named the newly rolled-off three-generation mechas Canglong Squad, which consisted of heavy mechas Canglong, Cangyue, Canghai, Cangfeng, light mechas Cangyue, Cangxing, and battle patrol mechas. Cangwu, Cangjia, and support mechs Cangmu and Cangshan."

"For the specific parameters, please refer to the projection. All the mechas of the Canglong team are controlled by two people, which means that 40 people will be selected. Of course, in addition to you, there are also reserve candidates in the mecha team. According to the balance between the old and the new According to the principle, the special training camp will get [-] places, as for whether you can get on the plane or become a substitute, it depends on you."

"All the mechas of the Canglong team, from design to construction, are different from all the previous three-generation mechas, because they can be regarded as the test mechas of the fourth-generation mechas, that is to say, the actual level of these ten mechas should be regarded as 3.5. If you are lucky enough to be selected, you will know how advanced the future fourth-generation mechs are after seeing them."

Tang Ya, who was sitting in the corner, looked a little lonely at this moment. It wasn't that the principal's words were not inspiring, nor was the brand-new third-generation mecha that Mr. Zhao was explaining unattractive, but that there was a young boy who was excited to jump up and down when he saw the mecha. .

If Jiang Yan was by his side at this time and could see the brand new mech information, he would be so excited that he wouldn't be able to sleep for a few days.

Although he is a waste, it is impossible to match the neurons of the mech, but without his croaking energy, Tang Ya always feels a little lack of interest.

What is wrong with me?Why do I remember that bad guy again?

Even the principal thought he was dead, and even regarded him as a role model for the special training camp, but he was clearly still alive.

Thinking of the bragging person in the video, Tang Ya's mood became complicated again.

When I miss him, I always feel that there is something missing, and when I think of him, I feel extremely irritable.

Not thinking about listening to the class, when everyone was excited, she was sitting in the corner, lying on the table and immersed in her little emotions.