Galaxy Era: I signed in on Mars

The machine battle game is exactly the same as driving a mech in real life. The data in the mech battle will be directly fed back to the students. The only difference is that the machine battle game will not die.

"Old Xiao, when are you going to apply for a game account?"

Holding the steaming coffee, Lei Ling had to praise the Galaxy Military Academy. Even the coffee machine was prepared, which was so considerate, but the coffee beans had to be bought by oneself...

"Didn't the teacher say that you can do it anytime, and there's no need to worry." Xiao Ze lay lazily on the bed, "I've read the timetable. Tomorrow's mecha class, first get familiar with the mecha in reality, and then It's not too late to play games."

"En." Lei Ling took a sip of his coffee and asked, "Have you contacted your wife yet?"

"I passed the conversation before entering the school." Xiao Ze looked at him sideways, and said with a smile, "Why, miss Tina?"

"Will you believe me when I say I don't want to? Private signals are blocked in the school, and I can't get in touch with you." Lei Ling lay on his side on the bed with his legs crossed. It was rare for him to relax after the assessment. The only regret was that he didn't see his wife.

"Isn't it enough to go out of school? On Saturday and Sunday night, you can leave school and go out to play, no one cares." Xiao Ze didn't dare to think about An Jier, the more he thought about it, the hotter he was, especially since she could talk tricks and stick out her little tongue Licking red lips, damn it!

While the two were chatting, Lan Ke hurriedly pushed the door open and came in, "Brother Xiao, Brother Lei, let's go out for dinner together tonight. I'll treat you, so I won't be able to go out tomorrow."

"No, it's not that the cafeteria doesn't serve meals, and there are a lot of things to do in the afternoon. Lao Lei and I didn't even get our training clothes." Xiao Ze was not in the mood at all.

"Brother Xiao!" Lan Ke sat down beside Xiao Ze's bed, "I heard from the seniors that you can take the No. 103 suspension train at the gate of the school to Zhaka City, where there are food courts and bars, and there are more young and beautiful girls. You can see my dog's eyes, and the Allied students are the most popular with girls there!"

"Are you here to study, or are you here to pick up girls?" Xiao Ze laughed and said, "I heard who said that you should study hard in the military academy, so that you will be successful in the future, marry the goddess in your heart, and come home?"

"Of course I'm handsome." Lan Ke looked at the ceiling narcissistically, "Goddess, you must wait for me, I know other girls don't like me, so it's okay for me to flirt a little, yes Bar?"

Xiao Ze closed his eyes in pain, Lei Ling asked with interest: "Lan Ke, is your goddess beautiful?"

"You can't even guess who his goddess is, the Condor Army is the tallest...well."

Lan Ke directly covered Xiao Ze's mouth with his hands, and said with a sneer, "Brother Xiao, the goddess is hidden in my heart, and it would be blasphemy to say it."

"What's the tallest in the Condor Army?" Lei Ling became even more curious.

"The tallest... the tallest..." Lan Ke's eyes lit up, "The tallest woman in the Condor Army!"

Xiao Ze almost laughed, well, you won, from a certain point of view, Gao Yuan is indeed the tallest woman.

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The next morning, the new students' mecha class started. Xiao Ze, Lei Ling and Lan Ke changed into their training uniforms and went to class together. For them, this was the first time they had close contact with a second-generation machine.

The three of them are all in class ten of machine warfare. There are 201 students in the whole class. On the huge training ground, dozens of mobile suits stand neatly there. Brilliant color, the product of extreme technology, no matter how you look at it, it looks very impressive, but the pupils of these mobile suits are all gray.

The students couldn't wait to pounce on them. With so many genuine mechs standing there, they looked like a group of naked beauties.

The mecha instructor of the tenth class led a group of instructor assistants to the stage, saluted, and said loudly: "New students, my name is Barry, and you should call me Instructor Barry. In the days before your advanced black gold pilot Here, I will teach you the second-generation machine combat skills."

After a burst of applause, Barry lowered his hands, "You are just the beginning, there is still a long way to go on the road of mecha, but in my words, since you choose mecha warfare, go all the way, give up, I'm sorry mecha The noble name of Master."

"Tell you about the basics of the second-generation machine."

Barry walked to the feet of a silver-blue painted mobile suit, "The second-generation machine of the Boying Dragon War series, the Ghost Dragonrider, is the most comprehensive and comprehensive balanced model, integrating long and short combat, both offensive and defensive, with a body height of 17.8 meters , equipped with an anti-energy shock spear, a high-energy particle laser sword, a dragon riding shield, a star shark special warfare laser rifle, a hydrogen nuclear rocket launcher and a compressed air cannon, two particle beam assault pistols..."

Instructor Barry introduced the equipment system of the ghost dragonrider in detail. There are more than these hidden equipment. The dragonrider also has high-energy laser pupils, cruise missiles on the chest, and death cannons on the waist. Moreover, the ghost dragonrider is very dignable. The key lies in whether the pilot can squeeze out his own technology.

"The second-generation aircraft can fight on all kinds of extremely harsh planets without being affected, with extremely low temperature of minus seven hundred degrees, ultra-high temperature of zero to thousands of degrees, twenty times the gravity, or extremely large sandstorms with a very small probability, such as some desert planets The strong magnetic black sandstorm in the air has no effect on the second-generation aircraft, and some special models can even be strengthened in special environments."

The students nodded silently. The reason why the old wind-level first-generation machine is weak is because it cannot adapt to certain special environments. The second-generation machine does not have this defect.

"Does it take a lot of effort to climb the cockpit to drive a first-generation aircraft?" Barry shook his head to the instructor's assistant beside him, "Let's demonstrate it to the students."

"Yes."

The instructor's assistant walked more than ten meters away, facing the motionless ghost dragonrider in the distance, and shouted: "Go to the battle seat!"

With a buzzing sound, the ghost dragonrider was summoned, the pupils of the machine exploded instantly, and the instructor's assistant rushed out. The ghost dragonrider took a few steps towards the pilot. Very intimately 'tucked' into the cockpit of his belly.

The trainees were dumbfounded. Instructor Barry said: "On the battlefield, you may need a mecha at any time. The design of the second-generation machine is considerate, right? If you call the mecha on the way to fall, it will catch you from various angles. The premise is It can catch up, so never get too far away from your own mech, and practice sitting in various angles, does anyone want to try it?"

"Instructor, I'll do it!" Xiao Ze immediately stepped forward, when will this happen?

"Okay, mecha and pilot, together once and forever, come on, student." Barton likes this kind of immediate response.

Xiao Ze directly retreated more than 30 meters, facing the ghost dragon rider in the distance, suppressing his excitement, he said in a vibrating voice: "Go to the battle seat!"