Silicon Invasion

Smoke swirled, and amidst the barrage of 38 rockets, even with Luo Rui's best efforts, it was impossible to emerge completely unscathed.

The reaction armor on the left knee, deformed, jammed during subsequent movements and was blasted off directly. Not only was the mecha joint completely unprotected, but it also sustained some damage.

The left arm, acting as a temporary shield, perfectly completed its mission, blocking two rockets. Most of the mecha body below the forearm was gone, with only a few wires, of unknown purpose, tenuously connected.

For a game to simulate something like this, it's truly remarkable.

Fortunately, he finally endured it.

Although for true experts, especially military pilots who frequently go on missions to other worlds, those two alloy combat blades were the real trump cards.

Because alien environments are complex, fire control systems are subject to a lot of interference, and fiery explosions easily attract more and stronger silicon-based beasts. Plus, there are logistical issues like ammunition carrying, so pilots who operate in other worlds have developed powerful mecha combat skills.

But someone like Fatty hadn't reached that level yet.

The counterattack began!

Although the left side of the body was damaged, it didn't affect the long-range fire system in any way. The recoilless rifle, which had been intentionally protected, was set up. Since the field of vision was obscured, Luo Rui chose to fire a high-explosive round to test the waters.

The observation and aiming system hidden above the seat descended, and with Number 8's assistance, Luo Rui locked onto the position where Eagle V had been standing.

Fatty was holding his breath, waiting for the system to send news of victory, when an alarm suddenly blared, startling him. Before he could react, a shell flew out of the smoke.

This shell was much faster than the rockets. A circular hole had just formed in the smoke when it exploded two meters away from Eagle V. Although it didn't cause effective damage to Eagle V, it made Fatty even more flustered.

At this time, Eagle V's AI had already calculated the trajectory based on the smoke cavity and marked the current location of Warrior 7, but Fatty no longer had any high-powered long-range attack methods.

When the second high-explosive shell was fired, Fatty finally came to his senses, manipulated the mecha to pull out the alloy combat blade, and rushed towards Warrior 7. He wanted to make one last desperate attempt.

But a distance of 500 meters, for a metal giant 8 meters tall, still required a bit of time, especially when the pilot was only an intermediate-level amateur.

Luo Rui had plenty of time to counterattack.

The four high-explosive shells were quickly used up, and at this time, Warrior 7 had limped sideways out of the smoke, which meant that the battle was about to end.

The six-tube rocket launcher on the right shoulder stood up. Unlike the nineteen-tube rocket nest, the small missiles fired from this thing were equipped with tracking.

The fire control system easily locked onto Eagle V, which was advancing in large strides. The tracking missiles spewed flames and flew towards it, leaving a trail of smoke.

500 meters wasn't considered a long distance for any long-range fire weapon. Fatty encountered the same situation as Luo Rui just now, but he obviously couldn't achieve Luo Rui's level of operation.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"…"

Six consecutive explosions. Eagle V took all the missiles head-on, without missing a single one.

Its armor was already fragile. After being hit by a round of covering fire, although it hadn't withdrawn from the battlefield, the reaction armor was already in tatters, and many important parts were exposed.

It was time to end this.

Luo Rui's eyes were sharp and calm, a far cry from his usual image.

An armor-piercing round!

Loading!

Aim!

"Boom!"

The recoilless rifle spewed smoke, and the shell flew out at top speed.

After six missiles, alarms went off in Eagle V's cockpit. The screen showed red indicators from the mecha's self-check feedback. Fatty was overwhelmed by the mixed sounds and didn't even notice the fire control lock alarm mixed in.

From Luo Rui's perspective, a large hole was blown out in the Eagle V's cockpit, emitting thick smoke. If the energy core taken from the silicon-based beast hadn't had an extremely high safety factor, this one shot might have caused the mecha to detonate.

Battle victory!

A large system prompt appeared on the screen.

"Phew ~"

Luo Rui exhaled a breath of stale air.

He hadn't played a mecha game in a long time, plus this was his first battle after finger enhancement, and there was the added pressure of those two barbecue buffets at stake.

Fortunately, his opponent was Fatty. They were familiar with each other, and Luo Rui's victory was partly due to this.

The primary mode of the two joysticks couldn't produce any close combat skills, so most novice battles were long-range fire exchanges with intelligent assistance.

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Ace pilot, Luo Rui was brought into the game by Fatty. His first experience was very bad. That was the first time he had seen what was called "one-trick pony."

This made the young and vigorous Luo Rui very angry. He spent his free time trying to figure out how to crack it, but unfortunately, he had many ideas but couldn't keep up with the operation.

When the rockets came head-on just now, he didn't have time to think much. Instinctively, he used the optimal solution he had thought of.

No wonder the mecha pilot assessment tested hand speed. There must be a reason for this. The movements he couldn't complete before, he barely managed to do this time.

And this victory could also be considered as him breaking a mental barrier. The joy in his heart made him couldn't help but laugh out loud in the closed cockpit.

"Fatty? How is it? Are you convinced?" The comfort is doubled!

"Damn! Luo Rui, did you take some medicine or something?"

Fatty, in disbelief, connected the communication, and then ate a wave of taunts.

"So so, I told you that I've improved a lot recently. In this day and age, why does no one listen when I tell the truth?"

Sarcasm can make the comfort continue to double. I'm determined to be a sarcastic person today! Luo Rui thought with a grin.

"Don't say I won't give you a chance to make a comeback. Do you want to play another round?"

Seeing that Fatty hadn't moved for a long time, Luo Rui pressed his advantage, mental comfort wasn't as real as material comfort. He wanted to expand the results, two meals become four meals, wouldn't that be awesome?

Unfortunately, Fatty wasn't fooled. Luo Rui had dodged his "one-trick pony", although there was a bit of luck involved, but the proportion wasn't large. With this kind of operation, he had even less chance of winning in close combat, so he needed time to think about new tactics.

And the explosion feedback just now made him very uncomfortable.

"Forget it, forget it, let me think about it, we'll fight again another day."

Luo Rui felt a little regretful, always feeling like he had lost two barbecue buffets.

Pressing the release button, the two cockpits slowly descended, and the doors opened…

Although the two had only played for a little over a minute, the staff didn't find it strange.

The huge equipment cost made its usage time very expensive. Even if Luo Rui had a card with a discount, it still cost 500 yuan per hour.

Fighting not only consumes mental energy, but also puts a lot of burden on the body. Someone like Fatty would need to rest for at least ten minutes.

Therefore, not only students like Luo Rui who were short on money, but also most people, except for the real tycoons, couldn't afford such waste. This also made the operation of getting off the machine after playing a game very common.