After binding the defective product system, I became a group favorite

While waiting for departure, Cen Yang hugged his suitcase tightly, curled up in the narrow gap under the mecha pilot's platform, not daring to move.

He didn't know if anyone would enter this mech before he set off. Once discovered, all his plans would be ruined.

Fortunately, after waiting for more than two hours, Cen Yang suddenly felt a slight tremor in his body, and then a strong thrust came from his feet, and the inertia made him lie on the floor with his chest and lungs stretched out. It was as if they were about to be squeezed out, and it took more than ten seconds to get up with difficulty.

Before he sat still, the fuselage experienced an extremely strong jolt, because it was the warehouse where the mecha was placed, and there was no one there, and even the simplest anti-seismic stabilization device was not added. The bumps when riding a battleship for the first time were even stronger.

He had to cling to the edge of the mecha pilot's platform to try to keep himself stable. Even so, he was still knocked upside down, his head hit the underside of the pilot's platform countless times, and his elbows and knees were injured. It was bruised and bruised, and the box in his arms hugged his soft belly, but he didn't dare to relax a little bit - he couldn't find any free hands to fix the box, if the box flew out and hit the inside of the mech and made a sound, if it was not in place, he would People will be invited to check.

Cen Yang felt that he was about to be shaken to pieces. He suspected that his brain had already dissipated. His whole head was in a daze. A wave of nausea surged up from his stomach. .

【idiot】

When a cold voice came from his mind, Cen Yang had to react for a while before he remembered that there was another system in his mind. This system hadn't spoken for a long time, and he almost forgot about it.

Cen Yang just needed something to divert his attention so that he wouldn't spit it out.

【It's none of your business, it's death anyway, I'm happy to save human beings】

【Why did you die?I've told you what to do and you won't listen to me.You want to be with Shen Heng, it's very simple, as long as you have a good relationship with the protagonist, you will have a long, long lifespan, you can do whatever you want, but what about you? 】

Cen Yang snorted and laughed: [The male lead, who knows in which corner, might still be drinking milk, I can't wait anymore]

【Ridiculous, the superficial liking brought by a golden finger is worth your doing, too stupid】

【It's not Goldfinger," Cen Yang murmured, 【Definitely not. 】

The mech suddenly stabilized. The battleship broke free from the shackles of the atmosphere and entered space. The gravity stabilization device moved, and Cen Yang returned to the same sense of gravity as he was on the capital planet.

The warship jumped continuously, and two days later, it arrived at the far frontier of the empire, which is now Kang Feixing, which is now the front line against the enemy.When the battleship landed, Cen Yang had been knocked to the ground, lying weakly on the floor.

Suddenly, he supported the floor with his hands with difficulty, rolled over and sat up.

From the monitoring screen where the mechas continue to run even if the power is cut off, Cen Yang saw a row of soldiers neatly lined up, running towards the back cabin with small steps, and a pair of soldiers will enter the aisle between every two rows of mechas. The team members stopped one by one from front to back and stood on the right front of the mecha.

Cen Yang's heart beat like a beating drum, and he couldn't help swallowing nervously. He pressed his chest hard, and took out a shot of anesthetic from the suitcase with his slightly trembling right hand.

After all the soldiers stood still, they opened the cockpit door of the mecha in unison, entered the mecha, closed the door, and then stood by.

Ten seconds later, the communicator hanging on the ear sent out an order to ask the class J mecha to go to the designated coordinate point to gather and escort a civilian starship that was evacuated from Confeixing.

The mechas moved in response to the sound, and no one noticed that the mecha at the end was delayed for a few seconds before stumbling to catch up with the front footsteps. Because of poor balance, it almost fell.

In the J4132 mecha, Cen Yang was covered in cold sweat. He spread out a "Practical Mecha Operation Guide" in his hand, and a soldier in military uniform was lying unconscious at his feet. Spread it out, the inside was turned into a mess, and an empty light blue medicine bottle was lying outside alone.

Perception enhancer, an injection preparation that is only circulated on the black market, can improve a person's perception to A-level in a short period of time. He has no ability to act independently, and has irreversible sequelae to muscles, heart, lungs, and brain.

Cen Yang was barely able to use this mecha with this tube of potion.

He can only pray in his heart that this escort mission will not encounter the enemy. His current level is only able to move the mecha. If he wants to fight, he will probably die.

Fortunately, the operation went smoothly. After the residents were sent to the transition point, the J-class mechs returned to Kang Feixing. On the way back, Cen Yang stumbled and turned on the automatic follow-up, and then hurriedly dragged the soldiers who fell on the ground to the lounge, and then replaced them. His clothes are a little too big, and he can barely wear them.

Then Cen Yang took out the face replica emulator and ID replica card he bought on the black market from the box, fiddled with it, and finally managed to transfer himself before arriving at Confeixing.

He put a tube of perception enhancer in his pocket, followed the soldiers in front of him and got off the mech, his palms were sweating.

But soon, he had no time to take care of his own situation.

Devastated.

The ground that was bombed by the enemy's energy weapons at close range was potholed, the buildings collapsed, and there were ruins everywhere.These were not even directly attacked by energy weapons, but were strafed when the two sides were fighting, and they became the same state as the ruins today.

The barracks was built in a large gymnasium, and the protective cover was open, so the inside was considered intact.

Cen Yang and the others passed through the track and field field. There were broken mechas in the middle of the stadium. The mecha makers were so busy that they could not wait to split them into two halves. Cen Yang caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of his eye, directing his assistants to splice a broken arm into a mech. Looking around, the figure seemed familiar, but there was something very wrong about it.

Cen Yang couldn't help turning his head to look at it. After seeing it clearly, his nose was sore.

That was Cen Lang, but he had already cut off his long hair, obviously because he didn't have time to take care of it.His always neat lab coat was stained with engine oil, his brows were furrowed, and his face was haggard.

The people in front were about to go out, Cen Yang quickly looked away, sniffed, and hurriedly left the track and field.

They were going to the indoor stadium at the back and set up a tent to rest in it. Before entering the door, Cen Yang heard the sound of conversation coming from inside. It was probably that the major who brought them here was discussing the next step with the officers and soldiers stationed there, but They stopped talking when the soldiers arrived, and Cen Yang only vaguely heard half of the sentence.

"...the general offensive will be launched in two days."

Cen Yang followed them and lined up behind, thinking wildly about the news he had just heard, when the soldiers in front suddenly saluted and said in a neat and clear voice: "General!"

Cen Yang also saluted, suddenly lost his mind.

what admiral?

When he raised his head, he only had time to see a figure from the back, wearing a black military uniform, with an inverted triangle shape with broad shoulders and narrow waist, like a sharp knife drawn out of its sheath.

He stared at that figure blankly, forgetting to take his hand off.However, the other party felt something, suddenly turned around, and glanced sharply around Cen Yang for a week.Cen Yang hastily put down his hands, and shrank himself as far as possible behind the person in front, telling him to completely block him.

Shen Heng couldn't tell where his strange feeling came from, and there were still many things waiting for him to deal with, so he had no choice but to leave.