Wasteland Survival Code
Chapter 521 Can Angel No. 3
Chapter 521
Before the hatch of the cockpit was fully opened, Qi Lin pulled the trigger. At the same time, there was the sound of a submachine gun firing in the cockpit.
However, Qi Lin had been prepared for a long time, and he dodged to the side the moment the hatch cover popped up. Instead, the pilot of the mecha was locked firmly on the seat by a fixing device similar to a seat belt. There is no room for dodge.
The brief firefight ended quickly, and a short-barreled MPX submachine gun produced by the Swiss Sig Sauer company slid from the cockpit to the ground. The black matte gun was still stained with crimson blood.
Qi Lin climbed into the cockpit, dragged the corpse out, and got into the driver's seat by himself.
"Help me connect the power supply cable, the one I just unplugged!"
As soon as Qi Lin finished speaking, the arm-thick cable moved like a living python, winding up the back of the mecha, and then connected to the power supply interface on the back of the mecha again.
The sound of "buzzing" sounded, the multi-core power furnace located in the belly of the mecha resumed its operation, and the black screens around the cockpit also lit up one after another.
"The operating system is loaded, and welcome to board Nengtian No. [-]." A crisp female voice sounded in the cockpit, and a not-so-complicated OS interface appeared on the holographic projection screen in front of Qi Lin.
"Pfft, Neng Angel... Is the designer of this thing a Gundam fan?" Qi Lin complained casually, pulling the joystick on his side hard, and the whole mecha took a heavy step forward.
Because the combat mecha is too large, it is impossible to use technologies such as nerve connection, which will bring a huge load that the pilot's body cannot bear, and can only use the most primitive manual operation, which also leads to The flexibility of the mecha can't keep up with those power armors that are several sizes smaller.
Qi Lin thought he was a veteran in the operation of Power Armor, but when facing this "Nengang No. [-] machine", he felt like a toddler when he operated it.
Lingoi had already run out from the back of the engine room at this time, and the girl in a white linen cloak floated up from the ground and got into the cockpit.
Fortunately, the cockpit is spacious enough, and Lingoi is also a very petite girl, otherwise, the two of them might have to relive the embarrassing situation when they escaped from the dungeon of the Mutual Aid Society.
Qi Lin lowered the hatch, grasped the operating levers on both sides with both hands, and pushed them left and right, and the mech walked forward step by step.
"It's too inflexible... If it's placed on the battlefield, it's a living target... The handling is not as comfortable as the old T-45..."
"I sense that there are still some parts inside this mech that haven't been activated..." At this time, Lingoi said suddenly.
"The part that hasn't been activated?" Qi Lin was taken aback, and was about to stretch his finger to the OS interface, but the holographic screen suddenly disappeared and turned into a beam of red light, which swept across Qi Lin's eyes.
"Verifying the pilot's identity, the pilot's identity verification is correct, ID: 9527, authority level: highest."
"What's the situation?" Qi Lin touched his nose. At that moment just now, he thought that his act of snatching the mecha was discovered by the intelligent system built into the mecha, and he was planning that the mecha would explode. He jumped out with Aoi in his arms, but now he actually tells himself that he has passed the identity verification, and also has the highest authority of this mecha with the same name as Gundam? ?
"Damn it... that guy Cheng Yanqiu couldn't do it..."
Qi Lin suddenly remembered that when he was at the Herons defense line, his identity was a senior adviser to the private army of the Cheng family consortium. At that time, Qi Lin could drive the power armor that Cheng Yanqiu brought to the Herons defense line , I once collected iris data, but I didn't expect Cheng Yanqiu to enter Qi Lin's data into the list of Cheng's consortium's private army in the real world.
"I'll go, this guy probably didn't expect this day..."
Normally, the iris password is verified by the right eye, but in order not to reveal his identity, Qi Lin asked Cheng Yanqiu to collect the data of the left eye in the game, but this mecha did not play cards according to common sense, and even said hello Without hitting, he scanned Qi Lin's eyes.
"Forget it... that's good, at least I won't be regarded as a thief."
Qi Lin pulled the joystick back, but unexpectedly found that the whole mecha became much more flexible, and Qi Lin's commands and the movements of the mecha instantly became coordinated.
"I just wondered that the operation of the mecha with its own intelligent system could not be so slow, so this is the reason..." Qi Lin muttered to himself, controlling the mecha to rush to the group of injured soldiers of the inner guard at a brisk pace. The double-mounted machine guns fired and tore all these people to pieces.
"The output of the four-core power furnace: 85%, 86%, 82%, 85%, and the intelligent coordination system is turned on." Accompanied by the sound in the cockpit, this "Nengang No. It became more and more smooth, and the crooked steps turned into striding meteors, and they almost ran straight away.
Looking at the blue screens in the cockpit, a look of exhaustion appeared on her face. Aoi changed her posture, sat on the armrest on the side of the driver's seat, and stepped on her feet unceremoniously. Qi Lin's thigh - although the cockpit is relatively spacious, it is only a one-person cockpit. If Aoi was ten centimeters taller, her head would touch the top of the cockpit.
"It was a bit exhausted just now, and I only have less than [-]% of my mental power left." Ling Kui said coldly.
"Thirty percent... How long will it take to recover?" Qi Lin asked.
Among the two of them, Lingkui is the most important combat power, without her, it would be empty talk to try to rescue Cheng Yanqiu.
"It takes about twelve hours to fully recover. If you only need to restore combat power, it will take three hours."
"That's enough. Anyway, we are saving people, not destroying the Cheng family's private army. Then you can start to rest now, and leave the work of traveling to me—by the way, protect our chrysanthemums. The task is entrusted to you."
The so-called "chrysanthemum" is the cable behind the mech. Qi Lin just unplugged the cable to paralyze the No. [-] Mecha. He didn't want this scene to happen again to him.
"no problem."
(End of this chapter)
Before the hatch of the cockpit was fully opened, Qi Lin pulled the trigger. At the same time, there was the sound of a submachine gun firing in the cockpit.
However, Qi Lin had been prepared for a long time, and he dodged to the side the moment the hatch cover popped up. Instead, the pilot of the mecha was locked firmly on the seat by a fixing device similar to a seat belt. There is no room for dodge.
The brief firefight ended quickly, and a short-barreled MPX submachine gun produced by the Swiss Sig Sauer company slid from the cockpit to the ground. The black matte gun was still stained with crimson blood.
Qi Lin climbed into the cockpit, dragged the corpse out, and got into the driver's seat by himself.
"Help me connect the power supply cable, the one I just unplugged!"
As soon as Qi Lin finished speaking, the arm-thick cable moved like a living python, winding up the back of the mecha, and then connected to the power supply interface on the back of the mecha again.
The sound of "buzzing" sounded, the multi-core power furnace located in the belly of the mecha resumed its operation, and the black screens around the cockpit also lit up one after another.
"The operating system is loaded, and welcome to board Nengtian No. [-]." A crisp female voice sounded in the cockpit, and a not-so-complicated OS interface appeared on the holographic projection screen in front of Qi Lin.
"Pfft, Neng Angel... Is the designer of this thing a Gundam fan?" Qi Lin complained casually, pulling the joystick on his side hard, and the whole mecha took a heavy step forward.
Because the combat mecha is too large, it is impossible to use technologies such as nerve connection, which will bring a huge load that the pilot's body cannot bear, and can only use the most primitive manual operation, which also leads to The flexibility of the mecha can't keep up with those power armors that are several sizes smaller.
Qi Lin thought he was a veteran in the operation of Power Armor, but when facing this "Nengang No. [-] machine", he felt like a toddler when he operated it.
Lingoi had already run out from the back of the engine room at this time, and the girl in a white linen cloak floated up from the ground and got into the cockpit.
Fortunately, the cockpit is spacious enough, and Lingoi is also a very petite girl, otherwise, the two of them might have to relive the embarrassing situation when they escaped from the dungeon of the Mutual Aid Society.
Qi Lin lowered the hatch, grasped the operating levers on both sides with both hands, and pushed them left and right, and the mech walked forward step by step.
"It's too inflexible... If it's placed on the battlefield, it's a living target... The handling is not as comfortable as the old T-45..."
"I sense that there are still some parts inside this mech that haven't been activated..." At this time, Lingoi said suddenly.
"The part that hasn't been activated?" Qi Lin was taken aback, and was about to stretch his finger to the OS interface, but the holographic screen suddenly disappeared and turned into a beam of red light, which swept across Qi Lin's eyes.
"Verifying the pilot's identity, the pilot's identity verification is correct, ID: 9527, authority level: highest."
"What's the situation?" Qi Lin touched his nose. At that moment just now, he thought that his act of snatching the mecha was discovered by the intelligent system built into the mecha, and he was planning that the mecha would explode. He jumped out with Aoi in his arms, but now he actually tells himself that he has passed the identity verification, and also has the highest authority of this mecha with the same name as Gundam? ?
"Damn it... that guy Cheng Yanqiu couldn't do it..."
Qi Lin suddenly remembered that when he was at the Herons defense line, his identity was a senior adviser to the private army of the Cheng family consortium. At that time, Qi Lin could drive the power armor that Cheng Yanqiu brought to the Herons defense line , I once collected iris data, but I didn't expect Cheng Yanqiu to enter Qi Lin's data into the list of Cheng's consortium's private army in the real world.
"I'll go, this guy probably didn't expect this day..."
Normally, the iris password is verified by the right eye, but in order not to reveal his identity, Qi Lin asked Cheng Yanqiu to collect the data of the left eye in the game, but this mecha did not play cards according to common sense, and even said hello Without hitting, he scanned Qi Lin's eyes.
"Forget it... that's good, at least I won't be regarded as a thief."
Qi Lin pulled the joystick back, but unexpectedly found that the whole mecha became much more flexible, and Qi Lin's commands and the movements of the mecha instantly became coordinated.
"I just wondered that the operation of the mecha with its own intelligent system could not be so slow, so this is the reason..." Qi Lin muttered to himself, controlling the mecha to rush to the group of injured soldiers of the inner guard at a brisk pace. The double-mounted machine guns fired and tore all these people to pieces.
"The output of the four-core power furnace: 85%, 86%, 82%, 85%, and the intelligent coordination system is turned on." Accompanied by the sound in the cockpit, this "Nengang No. It became more and more smooth, and the crooked steps turned into striding meteors, and they almost ran straight away.
Looking at the blue screens in the cockpit, a look of exhaustion appeared on her face. Aoi changed her posture, sat on the armrest on the side of the driver's seat, and stepped on her feet unceremoniously. Qi Lin's thigh - although the cockpit is relatively spacious, it is only a one-person cockpit. If Aoi was ten centimeters taller, her head would touch the top of the cockpit.
"It was a bit exhausted just now, and I only have less than [-]% of my mental power left." Ling Kui said coldly.
"Thirty percent... How long will it take to recover?" Qi Lin asked.
Among the two of them, Lingkui is the most important combat power, without her, it would be empty talk to try to rescue Cheng Yanqiu.
"It takes about twelve hours to fully recover. If you only need to restore combat power, it will take three hours."
"That's enough. Anyway, we are saving people, not destroying the Cheng family's private army. Then you can start to rest now, and leave the work of traveling to me—by the way, protect our chrysanthemums. The task is entrusted to you."
The so-called "chrysanthemum" is the cable behind the mech. Qi Lin just unplugged the cable to paralyze the No. [-] Mecha. He didn't want this scene to happen again to him.
"no problem."
(End of this chapter)
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