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A black dot suddenly appeared on the distant sea level, and its huge body caused the sea water to leak down like a waterfall.

"Avalon", that's its old name. After submitting to the Black Knights, it is natural that they cannot continue to use the name of Britannia with such a strong smell.

NOW, IT'S CALLED CONSTITUTION.

After a year of refitting, it now has the ability to sail below the surface. Repainted, the matte black paint prevents sunlight from reflecting off its surface, except for the huge golden and black Knights logo underneath the bridge, the only bright color on its body.

"Mr. Asbrud, we're late."

Bai Mao stood at the top of the bridge, squinting at the stationmaster in the distance, his tone full of dissatisfaction.

Speaking of which, it seems that a year and a half ago, Honezel stood here and confronted him. It seems as far away as the last century.

"Ha, I'm very sorry Your Highness, we don't know anything about the structure of this generation of seabed, so we can only slowly advance while probing."

Pained and happy, Lloyd ran from one end to the other behind Ilan, recording and adjusting the indexes.

His new employer is a mixture of angels and demons.

On the one hand, he knew that if he didn't work or slack off, His Royal Highness the Thirteenth Prince would never hesitate to kill him. But on the other hand, as long as it is his own idea, no matter how much manpower, equipment, resources, and money is needed, he will not hesitate to approve it.

"Miss Cecil, give me the Pivot."

Cecil gave the order and cast Suzaku's image on the porthole in front of Ilan's eyes.

Dressed in a pitch-black pilot's suit, he was in a semi-dormant cockpit, with dark red lights flickering on and off. At this time, he was hanging his head, his eyes closed, and he was silently reading something. It was his newfound habit———— pre-war self-hypnosis.

"Thirty seconds."

Ilan reminded briefly.

"Yes." Suzaku slowly opened his eyes, and the cockpit lit up. "Mr. Lloyd, I'm leaving."

Lloyd moved his fingers and tapped on the table with an excited expression.

"The WARDOG is activated, warmed up in five seconds, all parameters are normal, and the suspension device is normal. There are ten seconds left before the ejection, the auxiliary power supply voltage is normal, five, four, three, two, launch! ”

The War Dog is actually a new version of Lancelot, and in the same way as the Constitution, since it has been involved in rebellion, the name Britannia can no longer be used. AT THE BEGINNING, IT'S ELAN JOKINGLY PROPOSED A FRIGHTENING NAME, AND BASED ON THE BAD TASTE OF THE WHITE HAIR, HE UNILATERALLY CALLED IT "MADDOG" (MADDOG).

"Children have cheap names to feed!" Ilan explained to Lelouch with an innocent look at the time. "The Federation is like this!"

"Will Saladin die soon?" Lelouch grimaced.

Suzaku himself doesn't matter, for him it's just a murderous start. In the end, under the strong opposition of Lloyd and Lelouch, the compromise was named War Dog.

The electromagnetic catapult runway below Cambridge flashed with lightning, and Lancelot, officially renamed War Dog, was shot like a bullet in the direction of the harbor. The original white-gold knight-like fuselage was replaced with a vicious paint with black and dark red borders in order to follow the local customs.

The slender wings spread, and the speed of the war dog soared sharply, drawing a black line in the air.

If Pavahir is fast, the speed of the war dog is at least twice as fast! At a top speed of more than 700 kilometers per hour, the air resistance is already large enough to tear the average body apart! At this speed, it only takes five minutes to reach the port.

"Suzaku Shuki, retell the mission."

Ilan twisted his neck, turned to say hello to Lloyd, and walked out of the bridge.

"Cross Glen Harbor, don't stop, fly to the Gaylash base at maximum speed." Suzaku replied softly. "The combat power in the base is already on the way to support the port, and the interior is empty. Destroy all hardware facilities in three minutes, the target order is the command headquarters, spare hangars, supply and ammunition depots, airfields. ”

"And then."

Ilan walked into Gnaku and took off his shirt, revealing a white driver's suit. He made a noise to signal the crew to leave his body.

"Replace the batteries, wait for the enemy to return to defense, and annihilate the enemy before the opponent forms a combat formation."

"The most important point?"

"Don't take prisoners, don't accept surrender."

"Very good, please."

Ilan cut off communication and looked up at his finally finished pure white ———— Saladin.

The first built-in cockpit body, the first upright pilot body, the first motion-capture body, the first airframe using ceramic armor······ I can't say enough about what makes this machine so special in a day. Too many new technologies make its shape infinitely close to the real human body, which makes it more convenient for Ilan, who is good at physical arts, to use. But again, too much technological innovation made Saladin, who had not been tested in battle, very unstable.

Give it a try and see what it can do.

Saladin's chest and abdomen armor slowly parted to the sides, followed by a second layer of metal armor inside, and finally the upright cockpit was revealed. There is no sling for a normal body, but this pair of white hairs does not pose any trouble, jumping up and stepping on the knees of the body to jump again, turning around and leaning on the back of the cockpit, waiting for all the equipment to be fixed with his arms outstretched, the double hatch slowly closes, and the cabin is plunged into darkness.

Take off your glasses and buckle your panoramic helmet to your head. Behind him, a robotic arm inserts a thumb-thick number of jù wires into the interface on the back of the pilot's suit, and the pilot's suit is activated, which begins to convert, amplify, and transmit the biocurrent signals throughout the white hair's whole body to the corresponding muscles of the body.

A faint tingling sensation of the electric current spreads throughout the body and then disappears. DNA verification is complete, and the image appears inside the helmet. Out of the corset, Elan tried to move her whole body.

It was a strange feeling, as if my body had suddenly magnified. No matter how much he operated Glasgow in the past, Ilan always clearly realized that it was just a machine, no different from a car. But... This body restores his every movement lightly and flexibly, even the subtle movements of his shoulders slightly opening back when breathing, and to outsiders, this body seems to have suddenly come to life. If it weren't for the lack of touch, it would really cause its own cognitive bias.

Speaking of which, I haven't been on the battlefield for sixteen months.

The sense of war seems to have deteriorated somewhat.

One thing is for sure, I am stronger than I was in the Decameron.

For those who practice martial arts, at the age of twenty, or even before the age of twenty-five, as long as they practice diligently, there can be a huge gap in every age. With the same talent, there is no way that a twenty-year-old cannot beat an eighteen-year-old. At that time, I was only sixteen years old, and I was still in a period of rapid development. After a year and a half of conditioning, the body has become familiar with the burden of losing some of its internal organs, and the muscle mass has also improved significantly.

The whole body is itchy from the bone marrow.

Unconsciously clenching your fists, sometimes you are amazed at your own growth. It's a sense of power that can crush something if you're not careful.

But having said that, the gap between himself and his wife is still as big as that from Everest to Mariana······ After all, that stupid person's body essence zhì simply can't be measured by human standards.

Speaking of which... It's my 18th birthday.

I was expecting to be able to familiarize myself with the body through this battle, and by the way, regain a sense of war. But... As it stands, that vampire knight really ······

It's so weak.

Shuki can do it alone, right? You should be able to do about three of them at the same time, right? After all, he has been beaten up a lot for more than a year, and with his anti-heaven suzhì, now he can be lightly put in his former teacher Fujitang.

This battle is not even a warm-up.

It's really... The so-called Knights of the Round Table, if they are all of this level, it makes no difference whether it is ten, twelve, or one hundred and eight······

"Your Highness!" Lloyd's hippie smile appeared in front of Ilan's eyes.

"Yo, Count, is there anything you want to command?"

Ilan greeted as he walked onto the catapult runway and secured Saladin.

"Your Highness, don't you think today is the best time to make history?"

"Ahhh That's it. Elan smacked. Are you sure? ”

"Of course! The air on the surface of the sea is denser than elsewhere, and with the storage of saturated moisture, the density is even greater. Theoretically 100% feasible! ”

"Theoretically..." Ilan said with interest. "What if I don't bother to die while testing your theory, Mr. Earl?"

As he spoke, the catapult had been charged, just waiting for Ilan to press the button.

"I vouch for it with my life! If Your Highness has an accident, you can take me..." Lloyd hurriedly argued.

"Just kidding."

Ilan burst out laughing.

"I'd like to try it too, the so-called 'limit'."

Saladin lowered his body and got ready, his empty back exposed.

The pure white mech had no levitation mechanism at all.

Saladin, the body that Lloyd has worked so hard to achieve, "can't fly······

Not only that, but there was not even anything visible on the surface of its body that could be called a weapon.

It is designed with the idea that performance must be subordinated to speed, and even a single screw must be removed as long as it can reduce weight without compromising the overall situation! After constant debate between the two on the design concept, one day, the mad scientist Mr. Lloyd had a flash of inspiration———— he was reluctant to let the child trap the wolf! Cut off the suspension device and reduce weight to the extreme!

Take a deep breath and press the button. Saladin roared and was catapulted into the air, and the massive G-force pressed Ilan tightly behind the cockpit.

After breaking out of orbit and reaching its top speed, Saladin, who lost power, slowly fell to the surface.

As Lloyd said, the density of air at sea level is about 5% higher than in the air, so it is possible to reach that speed without going all out.

"AAW (AdjustableAirWall) system, working fine."

Less than five meters above the sea, Saladin suddenly turned to face the sea, almost flat against the sea, and kicked the air behind him!

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The Gaylash base was already in chaos, and Avalon's appearance from beneath the surface surprised everyone.

The sea has been the weakness of mankind since ancient times, and even in modern times, when military technology is so developed today, 20 meters below sea level is still a blind spot for radar.

At this moment, a suspected Lancelot body is rapidly approaching Glenn Harbor from the sky. If Lancelot had been able to deal with it, the knight would have been able to deal with it, but the speed of this mech was beyond everyone's common sense. If you compare it to Pavasil, it is the difference between a carriage and a racing car, and the advantages of the body are clear at a glance.

The commander decisively gave the order to fully support the port of Glen.

"General!" The radar observer suddenly shouted loudly. "And a mech! There's also a mech launched from Avalon! ”

"What model?!"

"I don't know! There is no number of jù! ”

The observer put the picture on the big screen, and suddenly there was silence in the headquarters.

What kind of machine is that?!!

Every edge and corner of its body seems to express the concept of "difference", there is nothing they can understand, this thing... Really······

Really... Can it be called a knightmare?

"It should be the newest of the Black Knights... Ay? ”

The correspondent suddenly stopped talking, because the nonsensical mech lost its acceleration and fell to the surface of the sea.

Can't fly?

Looks very powerful, but... Can't fly?

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing how to react. And at that moment, the moment the machine touched the sea level, it suddenly rolled over and kicked backwards.

The sea behind him was like a boil, and there was a splash of water for dozens of meters. Apparently he was only stepping on the void, but Saladin did leap forward as if he were stepping on granite, clinging to the sea!

Then, the second step, the third step, the fourth step... Each kick was a few points faster, and the water was split in half by a white line.

What is that?

What the hell is that meching on?!!

"Speed... 600,700··· 850··· 950··· At 1000 km/h, it's still accelerating! Checkmate! ”

“······”

"General!"

The correspondent finally woke up the commander, stunned by the surreal image.

"What are you yelling at me?! Notice Lord Brandley! ”

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Only at close range can it be seen that whenever Saladin steps backwards, a large hexagonal transparent position suddenly appears ten centimeters behind his foot, covering an area of five hundred square meters.

Saladin's propulsion device is simply two shield generators under his feet. Expand the shield abruptly to increase the contact area with the air, maximize the resistance, and when the leg is closed, the shield disappears, and the other foot steps out to start the next round of work.

Of course, the energy consumption of such a huge shield is not small, but Saladin's weight is extremely light, and the time to unfold the shield each time is extremely short, almost 0.1 seconds to unfold and disappear, the actual energy consumption is not exaggerated.

This does not fit the definition of "flight" at all, this body does not know how to work with the wind at all. Saladin simply trampled and tore the air violently. What's more, it can no longer hover or glide in the air, and it has to move constantly to maintain altitude.

Compared to the fancy floating devices, Saladin's design is very primitive, direct, or ———— ferocious.

"But only someone like you, Earl, would have such a crazy idea."

Ilan glanced at the parameters in the lower right corner and smiled.

This speed can be achieved with only 40% of the output.

Speed 1020 per hour.

The air in front of it became unusually viscous, hitting the fuselage as if it were solid. The image gradually became blurry, due to the compression of the air in front of it and the distortion of the light.

The vacuum created in the rear was like a living being, pulling the body with incredible force.

Every kilometre increase in speed from now on, the air will become more furious!

It is only in this state of limit that one can truly feel the horror of physics.

Then there is still 60% of the output left... Enough should be enough, right?

"Pray, Mr. Earl."

Ilan didn't say much, and his eyes suddenly became more focused than ever.

Saladin didn't have a pedal, but rather measured the specific force by observing the tension of the muscles of Elan's whole body, as well as the magnitude of the biocurrent.

Sensing his master's desire to go beyond his limits, Saladin pressed his body even lower, his electronic muscles tensed to the limit. Every step is a loud metal crash! The fuselage began to shake violently. At this moment, even the slightest change in air density is reflected in the fuselage at this speed, which is comparable to the lethality of a bullet. If it weren't for the helmet sound insulation, Ilan's eardrum would have been shattered by now, and similarly, without the shock absorption of the flexible cockpit, it would be impossible for humans to survive this vibration.

The indicator light gradually turned red, and the temperature of the head of the body began to soar due to the violent friction with the air.

Speed, 1170 per hour.

Elan can now clearly feel the "wall" in front of him, which, in theory, is the limit of human speed.

1180。

The squeezed air pushes forward, meets the air in front of it, is squeezed again, pushes out, and stacks on top of each other, eventually creating a barrier of violent vibrations.

1200。

The alarm blew off, and the cockpit turned red.

1210。

The output has reached its limit, and in order to achieve higher speeds, the feet must be stronger, so the shield area must be multiplied. Now, with every step Saladin takes, a red barrier of thousands of square meters appears under his feet. The level rate accelerated, and the electricity was consumed at a terrifying rate. Running at this speed takes less than half a minute to drain the battery.

1212···

1213···

1214！

This is it!

The body detonated, and the sound of a violent explosion that broke through the sound barrier resounded at sea level!

The people on the battlefield could not hear the loud noise, which should be that the "voice" had been left behind by Saladin. It seemed to them that a circle of white mist suddenly exploded around the white mech, and then, the already incredibly fast speed skyrocketed again!

The world fell silent suddenly, and the conquered air slid meekly past the mech.

Just now, a flightless body broke through the sound barrier, officially ending the theory that the speed of sound cannot be surpassed.

The mech's output was reduced to fifty percent, but Saladin's speed soared like a beast finally breaking free from its chains!

Looking at this scene, Lloyd, who was so nervous that he was squatting on the ground and hugging him, suddenly realized that he had snot and tears mixed together, and his face was confused, he couldn't say a word, and he cried like a child.

"Exhalation ~~~~~~ speed, Mach 1.2."

Ilan, who had been holding her breath until now, finally gasped loudly.

"1.25, 1.3, Monsieur Earl ··· You've made it. ”

“··· It's not... Mach..." Lloyd said incoherently with tears in his voice, taking the handkerchief that Cecil handed him and twisting his nose. "It's not Mach, it's 1.3 Lloyd... From today onwards, that unit is 'Lloyd'! ”

"No problem! It's 1.5 Lloyd, and there's still room to go. ”

Not wanting to spoil the most moving moment in Count Pudding's life, Ilan gladly accepted the proposal.

A black dot loomed in front of Saladin.

"Ah, pivot~~~! Wood~~~! Monarch~~~! Yilan spotted Suzaku who was still hurrying in front of him, and greeted each other excitedly.

Halfway through the sentence, Saladin had already passed underneath the war dogs, and at this speed Lancelot seemed to stand still. Even if Suzaku is driving the second fastest body in the world.

Suzaku only felt a white shadow flash under his feet, and the sea water suddenly parted to both sides. A moment later, a wave of air struck, and the explosive shock wave overturned the war dog, throwing it into the air for a hundred meters before finally regaining its balance.

Speed, Mach 1.82, Ah no, 1.82 Lloyd.

2200 km/h.

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