Eight hundred and eighty-eighth chapter from the dome's thoughts
Director Mankel was so angry at this moment that he would have rushed into the arena if his companions had not stopped him.
"Gonya War College Instructor Group, please be silent."
The two referees did not change their language because of this extremely tragic scene. They looked at the situation in the audience, looked at the information displayed on their consoles, and said calmly:
"The health identification system is running. Student Hemingway's current condition: vital signs, stable."
This identification system was embedded in all mecha cockpits. At this moment, the two referees used their authority to share the pilot data with Mankel, and then solemnly announced:
"The winner of the second mecha battle...Dingchuan Academy, Mu Fan."
The moment the words fell, the rescue team that had been ready on the sidelines finally rushed into the field.
"yeah!"
"oh~"
The scene erupted into cheers.
Thousands of Dingchuan students, regardless of whether they supported Mu Fan before, chose to vent their inner excitement with the loudest shouts at this moment.
The scene just now where Ji Shubing smashed the clownfish to the ground with his single sword was really shocking.
Compared with the ongoing games in other venues, the second game of Mu Fan's battle truly explained what the aesthetics of violence are.
"Do you understand the change of direction just now?" A middle-aged man wearing a suit and a neat beard asked beside him.
"Mr. Chai, based on the video playback and instrument monitoring, we did not find that this weapon has any novel structure other than the telescopic function. It is very likely that the mecha has some kind of telekinetic amplification device or force field..."
"He is a telekinetic athlete?"
"Well, according to the intelligence, it's not."
"That's the second reason. It has been installed... the traction field that can instantly change the direction of the weapon, interesting..." Mr. Chai took out a white handkerchief and wiped his fingers, and said lightly with a magnetic voice:
"Contact the manufacturing company of this mecha and tell me that I am interested in purchasing it."
When he heard Mr. Chai's instructions, a young man accompanying him looked shocked.
"But according to our Rothschild Group's practice, that company is far from qualified!"
No wonder he wasn't surprised. The Rothschild Group was a giant that spanned mining, shipbuilding, mercenaries and other aspects.
The background of the Rothschild Group is directed at the top leaders of both houses of Congress, and its supplier federal comprehensive ranking is at the lowest level, hovering around 20.
And this "Rocky Heavy Industries" is not even in the top 1,000 of the federal comprehensive heavy industry list. According to the records he checked, it just rose from 1,630 to 1,255 six months ago.
Although the progress is terrifying, compared to the suppliers of Rothschild Group, it is simply...
"Who said it was in Rothschild's name?"
Mr. Chai gave an instruction casually, and the secretary suddenly realized it. He didn't dare to say another word, and bowed quickly and walked out.
Silence returned to the mysterious Mr. Chai. He was the only one in this spacious top-level viewing room with excellent views.
His indifferent gaze fell on the light screen and he said to himself: "It is an honor for you to be able to make the iris on the dome of Moxibai Mountain miss you. Do you dare to take this business?"
Mr. Chai suddenly laughed.
He believes that at this point in time, there are not a few people like him.
…
The back armor of the clownfish in the arena was in pieces, but the cockpit was intact. The rescue workers looked at each other, unable to hide their surprise in their eyes.
The opponent's perfect control only abolished the combat effectiveness of this mecha. Just seeing this detail, these staff members had a relatively clear judgment on the level of the two mecha pilots.
The difference between this is probably not an ordinary magnitude at all.
With a hiss, the hatch opened. Before the staff could enter, a somewhat frustrated student jumped out.
"No need to help me!"
Directly rejecting the outstretched palm of the staff, Hemingway jumped out of the cockpit with a beautiful side jump, only to see Mankel's worried face.
The student's mood immediately dropped. He walked to Mankel with his head lowered and bowed deeply, "I'm sorry, Supervisor! I disappoint you."
"As long as everything is okay, you performed very well just now." Mankel patted Hemingway on the shoulder.
"You don't blame me?" Hemingway's eyes flashed with surprise.
"Why should I blame you? Return to the team! Next, your companions will avenge you." Mankel's expression was not fake at all at this moment.
"yes!"
Hemingway responded excitedly, the loneliness on his face wiped away, and he turned around and walked towards the team.
A powerful roar erupted from the preparation area in Konya. At this moment, Hemingway did not receive any cold looks from his teammates. Instead, everyone patted his shoulder in an encouraging manner.
This unprecedented team atmosphere of unity was naturally seen by countless viewers who paid attention here.
"The Konya War Academy has trained a complete wolf pack. The best among the B-level academies are truly extraordinary."
"Now I'm starting to look forward to it...Does Gonya have any other trump cards?"
"After all, no matter how strong everyone is, he can only participate in one game, oh, right, unless he is the captain."
"Yes, I hope Dingchuan Academy will have this kind of strength in the subsequent battles."
In the midst of the discussion, the fat man stood aside with his ears pricked up. As he listened, he felt that this was indeed what happened. Then he glanced at the white hair next to him who was picking his ears and said, "I am more anxious to watch a game than to go up there myself."
"How about you go up there with your chrysanthemum shield and show your face?" Bai Mao raised his eyebrows and said with a bad smile.
The fat man's face instantly turned green.
But after thinking about that overly beautiful picture, I immediately burst into tears again with laughter.
"Why are you so crazy?" Bai Mao was excited.
"You're so awesome when you say that I can kill my opponent with just one blow." The fat man had already fallen into endless fantasies, with a lewd smile on his face.
…
When Mu Fan returned to the square formation, he was greeted by many complicated looks.
From being unfavorable to overpowering them, Mu Fan has slapped them in the face to some extent, but as a team member, he has to feel happy for his achievements.
This conflicting mood is directly reflected on his face.
Only Gu Yunyou always had that calm smile. When he saw Mu Fan walking back, he gave a thumbs up and said, "Awesome."
However, something that was somewhat beyond Mu Fan's expectation was that when "Red Cat" Jace saw him again, he did not mock him as before, but looked directly at Mu Fan cautiously: "I really made a mistake."
Although there is no obvious expression of goodwill, it is obviously not the same as before.
Sure enough, strength is the most fundamental way to improve your voice.
Mu Fan didn't say anything, he just raised the corner of his mouth and smiled.
This kind of display competition that limits everyone to the same level of mecha is a way for him to improve his mecha operating level.
"In the third game, Konya War Academy player Tong Sen."
"In the third game, Dingchuan Academy's player Jace!"
"Now, please invite these two players to enter the preparation area! Your old friend Bulgaria Bili can't wait for the next battle."
The blond hunk was very passionate at this moment on the floating platform.
The battle information revealed by that enchanting voice caused an uproar in Dingchuan Academy, and Mu Fan looked back in surprise.