Cannon Fodder's Humanoid Plug-in

Brother, I pick up trash to support you

"Brother, wake up..."

Yan Chen also didn't expect his brother to be so stubborn, he insisted on holding Sang He's hand tightly, and he didn't let go until he pushed him awake.

"Little brother..." Yan Shuo was awakened, still a little dazed, and immediately looked at Yan Chen, who was squatting on his left, what he was holding in his right hand was...

Yan Shuo let go of his hand, turned his head, and faced a beautiful and indifferent face, Sang He was looking at him with dark eyes.

Yan Shuo: "!"

He hurriedly apologized, turned over and sat up straight: "I'm sorry, I..."

Before Yan Shuo finished apologizing, the girl glanced at him, then got up and left indifferently, walking from one corner to another.

Yan Shuo rubbed his forehead angrily.

He was really sleepy. He didn't rest well last night because of the thunderstorm. As soon as the training in the morning was over, he lay down on the spot like everyone else. In his sleep, he thought he hadn't woken up yet...I didn't expect such an oolong to happen. .

Forget it... Yan Shuo stood up and signaled Yan Chen to follow him to the door to talk, so as not to disturb the rest of the rest: "Why are you here? This is?"

"This is Uncle Jiang, Uncle Jiang, and this is my brother, Yan Shuo." Yan Chen introduced them, watched the two nod each other, and then continued:

"Uncle Jiang brought me here to watch the battle, brother, when will your afternoon training start?"

Looking at the shining eyes on the young man's thin cheeks, which seemed to be filled with 12 expectations, Yan Shuo only felt that all the muscles in his body were aching.

He was silent for a moment: "Start at 02:30."

"Oh... isn't the training very tiring?" Yan Chen looked around at the collapsed "corpses", knowing that he came at the wrong time, handed the half-eaten ice cream to Yan Shuo, and whispered:

"Uncle Jiang bought it for me and I'll give it to you to eat. Uncle Jiang and I still have something to do after eating. Brother, you can rest for a while."

Didn't you say you can't eat cold ones... Yan Shuo glanced at his younger brother, looked at the middle-aged man beside him, and nodded politely: "Thank you, Mr. Jiang." Then he took the ice cream from Yan Chen's hand.

It was also the first time for him to eat this food, so he took the first bite very slowly. Mr. Jiang saw it, and his smile was much softer.

Suddenly someone came over: "Yan Shuo, what are you eating?"

Yan Chen turned her head to look, and saw that the person was in his early 20s, with darker complexion, a scar on his forehead that extended to the roots of his hair, his hair seemed to have just grown a little bit, and it hurt his hands like a hedgehog.

He is slightly thinner than Yan Shuo, but his exposed muscles are not inferior at all. If Yan Shuo is a tiger that opens and closes, he is a leopard waiting for an opportunity.

When Yan Chen looked at the other party, the other party was also looking at him.

After a while, Yan Chen saw this man raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at his brother: "Is this your brother?"

Yan Shuo nodded, and was about to speak when Yan Chen saw the person who came and smiled at him with great enthusiasm, showing a row of big white teeth: "So it's my younger brother, I've admired him for a long time."

"I'm Shao Ning, your brother's friend, you can call me Brother Ning, your brother should have told you about me."

This, I really haven't said much about it.Yan Chen was a little embarrassed, and looked at his brother questioningly.

"Just call him Shao Ning." Yan Shuo rolled his eyelids: "It's just right, did you bring Guangnao?"

"Yeah." Yan Chen nodded and looked at Shao Ning: "Do you want to trade now?"

"I didn't bring cash." Shao Ning scratched his ears: "Tomorrow, brother, will you come here tomorrow?"

Yan Chen always felt that Shao Ning seemed to hope that he would come back tomorrow...why?He hesitated and said, "I'm not sure, if I don't come, I will give my brother the optical brain to bring you."

"Don't." Shao Ning looked disappointed: "You are fine at home alone, right? We still have air-conditioning here, how cool, you..."

"Didn't you say you still have something to do with Mr. Jiang? Go ahead, I'll take a rest before training in the afternoon."

Yan Shuo interrupted Shao Ning, and threw the empty ice cream cup into the trash can at the door.

"Oh... good." Yan Chen was even more surprised.

His brother rarely takes the initiative to interrupt others, and Jiang Fei and the others said that Shao Ning is equivalent to the local snakes in the garbage dumps of C-34"?

Why looking at it now, his brother looks more like that local snake.

Forget it, anyway, Yan Shuo would not harm him no matter what, Yan Chen couldn't figure it out, so he just gave up, waved to Shao Ning apologetically, turned and left with Mr. Jiang.

During the training match, the candidates were lying in the holographic cabin. This state was not safe, so the viewing area was set up in a room downstairs.

The layout here is similar to that of the lobby on the first floor. It is a ring-shaped deck. When you enter the door, you can see a huge screen that occupies the entire wall. It displays 3D sand tables, trees, pits, dilapidated buildings, etc. very detailed.

Among the observation equipment on this floor, there are only a few holographic cabins, and the rest are all holographic helmets.

"Want to try it first?" Mr. Jiang asked gently.

Of course Yan Chen would not refuse, his original intention was to watch the mecha up close, preferably dismantling the mech, rather than to really watch the battle... If he really wanted to watch the battle, he would also go to the final field trials.

The holographic helmet is connected to the power supply, and also needs to be connected to the user's optical brain. With the help of Mr. Jiang, Yanchen put on the holographic helmet for the first time.

Young people are always more capable of accepting and learning new things, and he quickly found the entrance to the second world.

The "Second World" cannot be referred to simply by the star network, because it is a real and complete world that exists on the Internet.

It is said that it is controlled and operated by the federal mastermind, and the ratio is 1:1 with the real world. At the same time, the currency of the second world is also shared with the star coin, which can be exchanged 1:1...

I don't know if the garbage stars in the second world will have garbage.

Ok……

Yan Chen gave up thinking about the answer to this question, and looked around. The bustling crowd and tall buildings made him extremely strange, even a little embarrassed.

Doesn't it mean that people who enter the second world for the first time will determine the "birth point" according to their location?

Here is the C-34 of the second world?

Occupied...

Yan Chen let out a sigh of relief and quickly logged off the assembly line.He stood there for too long, and many people have already cast strange glances at him, so let's go shopping next time.

Exiting the second world, Yan Chen browsed the Star Network, only to find that the holographic helmet here has a built-in entrance... It contains real-scene, semi-real combat functions, and single-player training functions, as well as mechs and military theory. learning of knowledge.

This is exactly what Yan Chen needs!

For a moment, Yan Chen was like a mouse that fell into a rice bowl.After hesitating for a moment, he was the first to turn on the individual training function.

This function allows the user to practice driving the mecha in a simulated training ground, and then naturally see the internal structure of the mecha... just don't know if it can be dismantled.

The function was turned on, and the structure of the single-person simulation training ground was quickly completed, but Yan Chen did not enter the mech cockpit immediately.

A row of mechas was placed in front of him for him to choose from.

After these years of development, most of the current mechs have combined the advantages of old sensors and hand-operated mechas, with simple voice commands, and finally evolved into the current mature mecha control system.

That is to say, these mechas are not much different in terms of control, the real difference lies in their own positioning... This is specifically manifested in: differences in size, speed, lethality, etc.

The most common classification method generally divides mechs into four categories: light, medium, heavy, and assault.

Yan Chen had supplemented his mecha-related knowledge before, and finally chose a medium-sized mecha.

Although the physical consumption of light mechas is obviously lower, Yan Shuo will definitely not choose this one... He may be more inclined to the assault type, and medium and heavy mechas are not out of the question... Go back and ask him at night.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Chen entered the cockpit.

The next moment, he found that his body was covered with sensors, and his field of vision suddenly increased. In the narrow environment of the cockpit, Yan Chen felt dizzy for a moment.

If he didn't know that this was in the simulated training ground, he almost thought that he was really in the cockpit of a mech.

Just a holographic helmet can simulate such a high sense of reality, I don’t know if it is in a holographic cabin...

Yan Chen felt emotional, couldn't hide his excitement and curiosity, and tried to lift his arm...it was so heavy!

This is not actually the gravity exerted on his arm, but a faint sense of oppression.

At this moment, Yan Chen experienced first-hand what it feels like to "integrate man and machine".

While the sensor helps the user to control the mecha, it also requires the user to have enough strength and physique to support the mech.

Yan Chen frowned, and continued to try to control, observing the changes of this mech through the unique external monitoring of the training ground.

He has to experience it firsthand in order to understand mecha better...

Suddenly, Yan Chen felt a dull pain in his arm, as if he had been hit hard by a boulder on the ground, and that faint oppressive force instantly became real.

"Beep-beep-beep-"

An ear-piercing warning sounded, Yan Chen's eyes went dark, and the holographic helmet was disconnected.

"Are you all right? What did you do up there?" Mr. Jiang's anxious voice came.

The holographic helmet was taken off, Yan Chen's forehead felt cold, and only then did he realize that he was breaking out in a cold sweat.

Meeting Mr. Jiang's concerned eyes, he said, "I saw a built-in training entrance...so, let's go in and try the mecha..."

Saying that, Yan Chen lowered his head guiltily.

He asked Mr. Jiang to bring him here under the pretext of wanting to watch the battle.

The other party let him use the holographic helmet in advance, but only let him go to the second world to see, instead of letting him drive the mech...

Sure enough, the always gentle Mr. Jiang suddenly turned cold.

He checked Yan Chen's information and knew that his physique was D, a level that even light mechas could not control.

"You child, can this kind of thing be messed up? Do you know that if I didn't find anything abnormal, you would probably be injured or even paralyzed directly!"

"I'm sorry, Uncle Jiang..." Yan Chen was taken aback, and obediently reflected.

"It's my fault too, I just let you go up there." Mr. Jiang took a deep breath, looked at the sullen young man in front of him, "Does your body hurt?"

"Arm hurts."

Mr. Jiang sighed again: "What are you doing in a daze? Follow me to the recuperation cabin."

Knowing that he was wrong, Yan Chen followed him like a quail, and finally came to the medical room on the fourth floor. Before lying down in the recuperation cabin, he still couldn't help asking: "Uncle Jiang..."

"Even in the holographic world, can't I drive the mecha?"

If this is really the case, I'm afraid he will encounter many difficulties in the process of making the mecha... Yan Chen is in a dilemma, but he doesn't want anyone to have more difficulties than him.

The young man seemed to ask casually, but his eyes were very serious, and there was a trace of loss and melancholy on his thin face.

Mr. Jiang knew his physique level, and he sighed slightly when he heard the words: "It's not impossible...for example, potion of potential."

However, this thing is extremely precious on other planets, and it is even rarer on Desolate Star.

"Sleep, the injury will heal in half an hour." Mr. Jiang urged him to lie down in the recuperation cabin.

The author says:

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!