Interstellar OMEGA Strikes Back

Chapter 9

"Brother Mingruo, what is this?" A five or six-year-old child looked up at the ** mecha towering in front of him, with envy in his eyes.

"This is a functional two-person mecha," the young man's clear voice sounded very comfortable, "Xiaomo, after I graduate from the military academy, I will be able to pilot such a mecha. Do you think my brother is very handsome?"

"Handsome!" Song Mo gave Du Mingruo a thumbs up without hesitation.

Song Mo asked again: "Brother, can you take Xiao Mo up to play?"

"Well, what about this..." The young man thought for a moment while rubbing his chin, "Although you can't play real mechs, you can still play virtual mechas."

So Du Mingruo took Song Mo's little hand and trotted all the way to the virtual cockpit.

Song Mo frowned in disappointment: "Why does it look different from the one just now?"

"Although it looks different, it's just as fun to play." Du Mingruo patted his little face, "I'll take the driver's seat, and you'll sit in the passenger seat over there, okay?"

"Okay!" Song Mo quickly forgot the disappointment just now, climbed up the high driver's seat with all hands and feet, and then imitated Du Mingruo, struggling to fasten the seat belt on himself.

"Are you ready?"

"Ready!"

"Start?" Du Mingruo said, and pressed the start button.

"The virtual system of the No. [-] two-person mecha is loaded, please instruct." A man's resolute voice sounded in the cabin.

"Wow, so handsome!" Song Mo was very excited when he heard such a system prompt.

"There will be more handsome ones next." If Du Ming pressed the vacate button, the virtual mecha would carry the two of them out of the virtual sliding track, break through the atmosphere, and enter the virtual space.

"Good! Beautiful! Beautiful!" Song Mo screamed and danced.

"Attention, attention." Du Mingruo said solemnly, "There is an enemy attack ahead, my dear co-pilot, don't just look at the scenery, we are going to fight."

"Yes, sir!" Song Mo put away his smile and saluted Du Mingruo with a straight face.But he looked at the operating device in front of him, and then asked blankly, "But... what am I going to do?"

Du Mingruo suppressed a smile, and instructed: "Press the weapon to activate...it's the symbol of the sword, yes, press it, we will use the long sword to split the enemy in half!"

"Yes, press the long sword!" Song Mo pressed down hard with a serious face.

Then he saw the figure of a mecha warrior holding a long sword appearing on the virtual screen.

"Chong Chong Chong—Kill, kill, kill—" Song Mo began to shout excitedly again.

"Oh my god..." Du Mingruo was finally a little nervous due to Song Mo's high-decibel cry, he couldn't even act anymore, and covered his ears while smiling and shaking his head.

—— "Don't be in a daze, hurry up and dodge!" The voice of Alpha beside him suddenly pulled Song Mo back from his memories.

It was only then that Song Mo remembered that he was still testing in the mecha, and had to closely cooperate with his partner's instructions to operate.

"...Sorry." Song Mo felt his cheeks feel slightly hot.

"Concentrate." Alpha didn't look back at him, but stared at the front with full concentration. After a few close combat operations, he reminded: "Left weapon rotation, change to heavy sword."

"Yes."

Hearing a loud sound of "Keng", a long sword of the same height in the hands of the two mechas swung down, and immediately removed an arm of one of the single mechas.

"Cannon with the left hand." Alpha gave the next instruction without any hesitation.

"Yes."

I saw that the epee in the right hand of the two mechs had not returned to defense, and the left hand had been transformed into a roller muzzle. With a "boom", one leg of that mech was cut off.

"It's so fast!!!" The recruits in the stands watched with enthusiasm, and they all asked who the main pilot in the cockpit was.

When they questioned Tang Hua, the chief examiner, Tang Hua said with a straight face: "You are just a veteran. You must reach this level in the future, otherwise you will not be qualified to participate in the battle."

The recruits were in an uproar again: "So, Battalion Commander, your skills are better than his?"

"Then... of course." Tang Hua suddenly felt a little weak.

When the recruits were once again distracted by the fighting on the field, Tang Hua turned his back and wept silently: "Regimental Commander, at least please show some mercy, you have such a sturdy technique, how can I behave in front of the recruits in the future?" Build up your prestige..."

——"Jump back. Continue to jump back." Seeing another one-man mecha attack from the side and front, Alpha issued two consecutive jump commands, "Be careful to maintain a reasonable position and leave room for counterattack."

"Yes."

—— "Don't keep your hands idle, you must act decisively when it's time to act!" Alpha's voice gradually became stricter.

"Yes." Song Mo's ten fingers jumped rapidly on the operating panel, almost to the point of being dazzled.

Since he joined JUN, he has never been so focused on one thing as he is now, and even the idea of ​​being lazy and cheating has been thrown out of the sky.

Although he carried out every order of Alpha very earnestly and timely, there was a voice in his heart protesting: "Hey, I agreed to let me cooperate with you, and now I am fighting alone. What else did you do with your mouth, hey—”

Obviously, the Alpha next to him didn't hear the protest in his heart, but continued to fold his arms and give instructions calmly: "Very well, now we have opened the distance, move back two positions, and then switch to the long-distance Projectile mode."

"Boom—boom—" the projectile thunder continued to explode, leaving a row of deep pits in front of the two-person mecha, making it impossible for the opponent to get close.

"Concentrate your firepower now, and kill him in one go." Alpha said, leaning back, as if letting Song Mo operate on his own, and no longer give any reminders.

"Hey—" Song Mo finally couldn't help protesting.

"Why, if you still can't win in this situation, you can apply for retirement."

"..." Song Mo closed his mouth, and a thought of not admitting defeat that he had never had before flooded his heart like an overwhelming tide.

"Stop looking down on people." Although Song Mo knew that the other party was most likely using aggressive tactics, he was still successfully aroused with a strong sense of competitiveness, "See how I deal with him."

"Da da da da da --" Instead of continuing to retreat, Song Mo strode forward while firing a burst of machine guns. Within a few minutes, he shot another individual mecha into a hornet's nest, collapsed on the ground and then No power to fight back.

When the cockpit was opened, Alpha jumped out first, but Song Mo followed behind him, somewhat in a trance.

Seeing that Alpha was about to stride away, Song Mo subconsciously called out, "Wait a minute!"

Alpha turned around and looked at him. Song Mo opened his mouth, but he didn't know why he called him.

Alpha's face was covered with protective gear, so he couldn't see what expression he had at this moment.But he saw Alpha raised an arm, silently gave him a thumbs up, then turned and left.

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