The third volume, the two hundred and sixty-seventh chapters
After a while, the ground began to vibrate slightly. Chitaki lowered his head and glanced at his feet. The ground was moving backwards, and the training field in front of them was expanding, and metal pillars were rising from the edge.
The patterns on the metal pillars began to light up, and then the defensive barrier expanded and opened.
Two giant mechas with a height of 20 meters rose on the platform. The one on the left was very special. The entire huge body was staggered in black and white. The left hand held a short blade made of unknown black metal, and the right hand held a pure white one.
The metal blade is one-third longer than the short blade held in the left hand, and there is a triangular-shaped halo on the chest in the center.
The mecha on the right has a more standard style, with a streamlined gray body, super particle light blades in both hands, and the same triangular halo on the chest in the center.
Drew Gasil walked up and introduced, "For the sake of fairness, I removed other weapons and loaded accessories from the two fourth-generation mechas. Both sides only retained melee weapons. Although the super particle light blade is more lethal than
It’s not as good as the Black and White Blade in Black and White Feather’s hands, but the effects are similar, what objections do you have to this?”
Chitaki took a deep breath, and of course he could only reply: "No objection."
In fact, of course he has opinions. He has never piloted a fourth-generation mecha. He doesn't know how to use the super neural amplification system, let alone the fourth-generation mecha's signature ability, the speed of light deflection.
Bellerosa whispered in Chitaki's ear: "Don't be nervous, I believe you can do it."
The corners of Chitaki's mouth twitched even more fiercely, and he couldn't help but complain.
"Why do you have so much confidence in him?"
Levia saluted Chitaki and stood on a raised square brick in front of her. There was also a raised square brick directly opposite her.
Chitaki could only walk up bravely and step on the raised square brick.
The square bricks under their feet sank at the same time, and soon they sank.
Not long after, the two of them rose up next to their respective mechas, and continued to rise until they were at the same height as the cockpit.
Click, the cockpit opens at the same time.
Chitaki took a breath of cool air and entered the cockpit. After entering, he was also stunned. There were no consoles and operating levers in the spacious cockpit. There was only a driving position that could be semi-reclined, and there was a
A helmet with numerous integrated circuits.
"How does this work?" Chitaki raised his hand and slapped it on his face.
"You don't know how to operate it?" the Death Star crawled out of Chitaki's sleeves and asked in shock.
"How do you think you can tell that I can definitely fly? I just found out what the cockpit of a fourth-generation aircraft looks like today." Chitaki said helplessly.
The Death Star rolled his eyes and said, "I suggest you just throw up your hands and surrender. The driving method of the fourth generation machine is subversive from the traditional first to third generation. It requires systematic training and relies entirely on the use of the neural amplification system to control the mecha. Simulation
To use the body, even a genius would need to train for at least a year."
At this time, Phantom's voice sounded in Chitaki's mind: "It doesn't matter, I will correct all the operations for you so that you can adapt to driving a fourth-generation aircraft in the shortest possible time."
After hearing Gen's words, Chitaki felt a little calmer.
He walked towards the driver's seat. When the Death Star saw Chitaki about to go up and operate it, he immediately yelled: "Hey, hey, I'm not kidding, you might as well admit defeat. If you get hit hard on a fourth-generation aircraft, your spirit will also be affected to a certain extent.
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"I understand." Chitaki replied and lay down.
Chitaki, who was lying on the driver's seat, began to sink, and a transparent glass-like cover automatically rose up and closed the driver's seat.
Then the entire cockpit lights came on.
Chitaki's head was covered by a helmet, and his vision was pitch black.
In just a few seconds, I felt my head swaying, and the dark world suddenly lit up, but there was nothing in it.
"How does this work?" Chitaki looked confused.
Huan reminded: "The fourth-generation mecha adopts a neural simulation system, and you can virtually simulate the operation and control methods you are familiar with."
Chitaki tried to concentrate and imagine the original console.
Sure enough, the next second a familiar console appeared in front of him.
"What a strange way." Chitaki said in surprise.
"There is still a big difference between the virtual simulated console and the physical one. You don't even need to touch the simulated console. You just need to make an action judgment and it will be automatically recognized. The current performance on the simulated console is that the console will
Of course, there is also a disadvantage of judging the movement according to your movements. Untrained people are prone to make messy command judgments, which will interfere with normal operations. Another point is that if the fourth-generation mechanical machine requires quantitative operations, it must get rid of the shackles of traditional operations.
, there is no need to materialize any console, just use your nerves to directly issue combat orders." Huan prompted.
"I understand." Chitaki nodded.
At this time, the perspective began to change. He saw the black and white feathers standing there not far ahead. Chitaki immediately reacted and his vision switched.
He saw Black and White Feather bowing to him, and Chitaki wanted to control the mecha to return the favor, so he subconsciously operated the virtual control lift.
Just an illusory prompt popped up in front of me: "Irregular command input correction, action cancelled."
"What the hell? People in Hyperion are so arrogant? Her Royal Highness the Princess has already saluted, but she didn't return the salute?" the people in the stands said angrily.
"It's interesting that someone dares to challenge our captain and is so arrogant." A sneer came from the side.
The onlookers turned to look around, and saw more than twenty people approaching. Each of them was wearing a new type of fourth-generation colonial armor, with very sharp eyes, and a special triangular aperture mark on their chest.
"It's the person with the heart of Ancha." The people around were a little panicked.
(Note: Heart of the Dark Brake and Pure White Feather are both the Darkfall Empire’s ace fourth-generation mecha team, and their commander-in-chief is Her Royal Highness Levia.)
The Heart of the Dark Flame seems to have a very bad reputation, but that's normal. Compared to the Pure White Feather, which is more defensive in nature, the Heart of the Dark Flame is more responsible for suppressing heretics and resistance forces in the country, and it has a notorious reputation.
"Captain, I think you think too highly of the other party. Maybe the bumpkin has never touched such a high-end mecha and doesn't even know how to operate it." The person from the Heart of Darkness said with a sneer.
"You can't say that about guests from far away, but whether they are capable or not will be revealed soon," the captain who took the lead said with a smile.
Bi Lan frowned. Just now, she was a little surprised that Qianlong could drive a fourth-generation mechanical machine. Now seeing this situation, she was even more sure that Qianlong couldn't drive. She didn't understand why Terenceus did this?
Levia was also very confused. She did not take action immediately. The reaction of the mecha in front of her was too strange. It had obviously been activated, but there was no movement.
After about ten seconds, the gray mecha finally moved and bowed slightly in return.
"What the hell, you're so slow to return the favor? This guy must be a newbie," the people in the stands still said reluctantly.
"It looks to me like, at such a young age, how can he be an expert at piloting a fourth-generation mecha?"