Chapter 127: Team Competition
The sky over the arena suddenly changed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
The clear blue sky was gone, and the ground was so empty and flat that it was even a little monotonous. In its place were burning skies and cracked earth. Bright red lava flowed down the cracked cracks, and the air above transpired and twisted. Even through the protective shield, the spectators in the stands still felt the boiling heat wave and the heat of choking with sulfur.
Suddenly, the entrances on both sides of the arena opened at high altitudes, and several mechs flew into the arena and flew in circles around the arena, causing waves of cheers and screams.
At the same moment, the doors on both sides of the stadium that were close to the ground were also opened. Several mechs rushed out. The tracks and giant soles of the feet crushed and trampled the ground, making the entire arena tremble.
The trumpet sounded again. The flying mech heard this signal and divided into two teams in the air, returning to their respective camps. Based on Roy's rostrum, with red on the left and blue on the right, each team has ten mechs, but the mechs are of different models. For example, the red side has two more airborne mechs than the blue side, which has a great advantage. The number of matches, teammates and opponents are the result of a random draw. It may seem unfair, but it's more in line with the real situation. On the battlefield, you can't point at the superior opponent and shout that it's not fair, right?
The long horn is the only order for the race. After the assembly, accompanied by another horn, the players had to line up in five minutes according to the tactics they had negotiated in the previous 24 hours. Five minutes later, the horn sounded in the stadium on time. Accompanied by the tsunami of the audience, the mechs fought together.
The match, or battle, lasted a total of forty minutes and ended with the destruction of the blue flag by the red side. Standing in the middle of the field, where the simulated environment has been removed, the winners receive applause and cheers.
However, team matches involve 24 hours of grinding with teammates you don't know at all, and then you may have to face overwhelming opponents. The driver's driving ability, teamwork, combat level and even luck will affect the outcome of the battle, which is much more difficult than a simple two-person PK, so the losing side will not be eliminated directly. The jury evaluates the performance of individuals and teams and gives each contestant a score.
Soon, the scores of the players in the first game appeared on the big screen. Overall, Red's players scored more points than Blue's, but Blue Three's scores far outnumbered Red's. In the battle just now, he flexibly used the simulated environment, commanded his teammates, and booby-trapped several mechs on the red side. Unfortunately, his mech was too fragile and was killed by the rest of the RED team. After that, Lan Convenience fell into a plate of loose sand.
There was thunderous applause in the stands.
Roy was also giving the contestants a round of applause. At this time, Evan returned.
Everyone was excitedly discussing the battle just now, and even Grandma couldn't help but nag a few words with Grandpa, and almost no one noticed him.
Evan walked all the way over, standing beside Roy, with his hands behind his back, and his posture was erect, as if he was ready to go.
…… The VIP area is so big, why don't you stand next to me.
Roy belly slander. Of course, she knew it was because Evan was connected to her family's seats.
However, thinking that the audience who was also in the VIP area just now coveted her to have the best view here, and thinking of her sitting in this empty seat, Roy suddenly rejected Evan so much.
If she had to have someone sitting next to her, she would rather be a refreshing Evan than choke on the smell of fat powder on a man's body.
Evan suddenly turned his head: "...... Miss Roy seems to care about me today? ”
Roy's heart flared. Who cares about you, hey! Stop talking nonsense, okay.
But no matter how much he roared in his heart, Roy didn't show it on his face, just raised his eyebrows.
Evan retreated, bowing his head slightly in apology.
"You're not with your brother?" Roy asked. Chubby is about to play.
"He's with his teammates." Ivan smiled and looked quietly straight ahead. The empty stadium was dyed as blue as his eyes.
The second game, Marine Environment.
Roy couldn't help but smile as the sea appeared out of thin air, rippling in the breeze that was also a computer simulation. "Just play with the fire and play with the water. Are the players' mechs waterproof? ”
Because it's not just about splashing in the water. According to the explanation that the organizers have just given for the second match, the flags of both teams are placed on the bottom of the sea. The team must dive to the bottom of the ocean, snatch a golden flag, and bring it to the surface. But in order to avoid this game becoming a boring flag grabbing competition, the organizers also stipulated that the opponent would lose at least five mechas, and the side that won the flag would win. If one of the two conditions is not met, it can only be counted as a draw.
Moreover, the organizers of the competition also frantically set the simulated environment to 15.3 times the earth's gravity. Although the sea is only designed to be 300 meters deep due to the limitations of the site, there is a huge G bonus, and the pressure that the players need to withstand after diving to the bottom of the sea is comparable to that of a submarine thrown into the Marina Trench.
It can be said that the real opponent of the second game is the environment set by the organizers.
Evan didn't say anything, he looked resolutely ahead, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned to show that he was confident.
It's just that the hands behind his back involuntarily clenched.
Roy's brow twitched slightly.
She had wanted to take the opportunity to ask Evan about his dealings with his father. But is now really a good time?
She hesitated, and the game began.
With the horn as the order, the contestants appeared. This time no one came out of the entrance on the ground again. It was already flooded. A platform has also been added to the air exit above the water to give mechs that do not have the ability to fly a place to stay.
Due to the publicity and incitement of the organizers just now, the audience who had watched a wonderful game and were a little tired became excited again. The crowd cheered more than in the first game, even if the mechs were just standing on the platform and waving their mechanical arms at the audience.
The trumpeter takes a deep breath, fills his lungs, and then turns into a loud, long roar.
The mechs jumped into the water like boobies entering the water.
In order to make the audience see more clearly, the large screens embedded around the venue displayed every mecha in all directions. Roy and Ivan's gaze is always fixed on the RED SEVEN mech on the screen. It was Chubby's mech, a falcon-shaped mecha, and instead of light feathers at the end of its steel wings, it was a blue plasma flame that propelled him to dive to the bottom of the ocean while maintaining formation with his teammates.
Players on the same team communicate with each other from time to time, carefully maintain the formation, and dive as quickly as possible. Xiaopang also occasionally said a few words of calm and calm, which was not like him.
Evan bowed slightly, and was honored.
Suddenly, there was an exclamation from the audience. The exclamations of tens of thousands of people converged and condensed into a heavy hammer that smashed into Roy and Evan's chests.
Chubby gets hit! (To be continued.) )