God level mage system

Battle mechas are not leeks grown in the ground, once cut, they will soon sprout again.

In order to complete mass production, it must be supported by a mature and huge war industry system. At least there is no war factory of this scale on Eero.

This is especially true for the fourth-generation battle mecha. As the backbone of tribal warfare, the production materials related to it are strictly limited. In the entire Mlyn galaxy, there are only a handful of military enterprises that have the qualifications to mass-produce Aita particle engines.

The finished fourth-generation mecha is an important weapon controlled by the high-level, and it is unbelievable that it fell into the hands of the enemy camp like this.

"Or, I'd better stay at the academy..." The fat instructor took two steps back timidly, trying to get out of the crowd.

Everyone's expressions were a little ugly.

This behavior of running away seriously violated the interests of combat, and it was tantamount to slapping everyone in the face.

But subconsciously, many people can also understand his motives. Those of them who have not escaped just don't want to bow their heads because of their dignity.

Ye Tian saw this in his eyes, and was about to speak, when Izerul beside him was already full of anger, and took a step suddenly.

"Fuck you!"

Izerul cursed, stretched out his big dark hand, grabbed the fat tutor by the collar, and pulled him back like a chicken: "Death is death! How dare you wait for your performance like this?" Teaching people in the academy?"

Fat instructor's expression turned red and then blue, and he didn't dare to resist, he said in a muffled voice, "Okay then... I'll fight with you guys."

Several instructors of the Mechanical Warfare Department were obviously relieved. Yizerul's words reminded them that their students were watching from the sidelines, and if they escaped at this time, the future time would be more painful than death.

"No more questions, let's end like this."

Ye Tian closed his terminal, and said in a deep voice: "The last thing, my star anchor was seriously damaged in the previous battle, and I need a new mecha."

A staff member of the Armed Security Section raised his hand and said, "There are spare units on the apron of the Security Section, which one do you want?"

Without any hesitation, Ye Tian reported his needs: "Is there a light demon?"

Ten minutes later, under the personal command of the director of the college's maintenance department, a pure white body was carried by an engineering vehicle and slowly drove out of the apron.

On the side of the road a few hundred meters away, Ye Tian was sitting on a rock, waiting for the Nightmare of Light to finish leaving the warehouse, while fiddling with the individual weapon he had just received.

The weapon system of the mecha is in place. In theory, the pilot does not need to fight alone, but in order to deal with emergencies, some spare weapons will still be placed in the storage box of the driver's seat.

Just like the high-frequency saber Ye Tian is holding now, it has a sawtooth shape, the main body of the blade is made of titanium alloy, and the back of the blade is covered with a soft front ridge with a high elastic limit.

This special weapon can come in handy when the mecha is damaged, and once the pilot is stuck in the driver's seat by the deformed and twisted cabin equipment.

There is a miniature Aita particle crystal diamond matrix buried in its hilt hidden box. After activating the switch, the soft front ridge on the back of the knife can continuously cause destructive power of about 20 energy levels within 25 seconds. Using this short-term power, The pilot can cut off most of the deformed structures in the cockpit to complete self-rescue.

In addition to this saber, Ye Tian also received a pair of powered arm armor and a particle pistol.

They are all high-end goods equipped by the war party. The shape of the arm armor is a thin metal film, and the essence is bionic muscle fibers. When it senses the movement of human muscles, this pair of arm armor can assist in action, and the conventional alloy exoskeleton arm armor In comparison, the advantage is that it is easy to carry and does not affect the action. The disadvantage is that the defense is fragile and the power is very limited.

The particle pistol is also fully loaded with Aita particle ammunition, with its own optical sight, and the point-like destructive power of 15 energy levels is enough to smash 10cm manganese steel alloy armor.

As the footsteps approached, Ye Tian raised his head, and the person who walked over was the director of the mecha maintenance department of the college.

"Student Ye Tian, ​​the inspection of your Nightmare of Light has been completed, the engine is full of energy, the ammunition is full, and it is ready to attack at any time."

The director handed over the form in his hand to Ye Tian for acceptance: "According to your request, we installed long-range shooting armor on the body. The power and accuracy of the photon main gun have been upgraded, but the mobility of the body will be weakened."

His voice paused for a while, and he handed the start key of the mecha into Ye Tian's hands, with a low voice: "Our maintenance department has done everything that can be done, and this light demon has indeed been handed over to you."

Ye Tian put on his individual armor, climbed the falling ladder and entered the cockpit of Nightmare of Light.

"Hey, welcome aboard Nightmare of Light, in fast boot mode, the G-485H operating system is starting up."

"The self-test is complete, turn on the electronic sensor, and link the neuron system."

High-frequency electric arcs flickered, penetrating into Ye Tian's body from the back of his neck.

Even after going through it many times, he still wants to complain: the process of being pierced by an electric current through the back of his head is really painful.

"Drip, the current synchronization rate is 89%, the state of the neurons is stable, and the engine warm-up is complete."

Ye Tian manually pulled down the crystal mask, pushed the operating lever forward, pulled the engine output valve to the end, and commanded: "Ye Tian, ​​light nightmare battle mecha, start!"

"Boom!"

The fusion engine was ignited, and the orange-red propulsion tail gradually turned blue. The Nightmare of Light broke free from the restraint and flew high into the sky.

Below the tarmac, more than a dozen maintenance engineers lined up to salute, watching the pure white body continue to accelerate, bursting out an inverted umbrella-shaped airflow.

"Drip, the quantum radar is turned on, and the signal of friendly airframes is detected, the number is 40."

Dozens of beams of light rose from the high walls of the college, instantly illuminating the dark night sky.

In the light of the propellers, the blade warrior of Karius was particularly eye-catching. The silver-gray machine rushed to the forefront of the formation, smashed through the wreckage of several buildings in a row, and rushed towards the No. [-] energy tower at full speed.

"Let's not lag behind! Watch me catch up!" Izerul's shout came from the communication channel.

Looking down, a black barrier stepped on the roof of a high-rise building, trying to use the reaction force to speed up the flight, but because of the fragility of the building, it accidentally stepped into the air, the heavy body rolled in the air, and fell solidly.

"Hahaha!"

"Did you not eat enough just now?!"

"You can't walk steadily and want to fly?"

Everyone laughed in unison, and the communication channel exploded instantly.

"Damn it, what kind of bean curd project!" Izerul was left at the end, in a state of desperation, and operated the black barrier hammer to collapse the building blocking the way, muttering in his mouth for a while.

"I will definitely find a bar to drink enough when I go back this time!"

"Haha, count me in. Is there a good place? I heard that there are good girls in District 63. Anyone who has a relationship must introduce one to me!"

"Hey, there are still students here, can we talk about health?"

"Come on, these little brats spend more time playing than your mentor."