All the musts make Tang Lang's spirit even more concentrated than in the data space.

After all, although it was terrible to "die" in it, Tang Lang clearly knew that after the darkness in front of him, there would still be light blooming, and here, if there was darkness in front of him, it would be forever.

This is the end of the journey of the exotic starry sky. And home, but there is no going back.

The little nephew waved his little fat hand as a farewell, and it became a farewell.

The huge threat between life and death forced Tang Lang's already cramped hands to dance between the buttons and the control stick, over and over again.

The technology under this starry sky is high enough, although the control seems to be a little low-level and backward, but in fact, in addition to only needing to break the shackles carved by the gods and Buddhas of the heavens such as nerve damage, the nerve connection mecha will sooner or later become the future control mode of the mecha, and the intelligent brain equipped in the mecha has already had certain autopilot skills.

After entering the autopilot mode, the mecha brain can move forward on the surface of the planet at a cruising speed of 120 yards.

The intelligent brain with powerful processing power is far beyond the computer equipped on the driverless car on the ancient blue star, and it can even judge whether a dirt pit or a stone fifty meters away will cause any trouble to the mecha's progress within 0.01 seconds, so as to send corresponding instructions to the parts of the mecha's legs and the adjustment of the center of gravity in advance.

But facts still prove that no matter how advanced the intelligent brain is, it cannot be compared with human beings themselves in terms of on-the-spot reaction. A highly trained mecha master, even if it is only at the level of a junior mecha master, may not make much difference in controlling the mecha to move and run, but if it is a battle, a junior mecha master can easily defeat more than five mechs of the same type controlled by the brain.

Even, as early as two hundred years ago, because the research of neural connection mecha was in a dilemma, in order to reduce the casualties of mecha divisions in actual combat, the Great Eagle Empire and the Kyushu Federation invested huge manpower and material resources in the research of remote control mechas.

Some are similar to the drone technology on the ancient blue star, where the pilot is not in the plane but at the military base, and uses wireless communication to remotely control the plane to make various tactical movements.

Thousands of years after entering the starry sky, quantum entanglement communication and wormhole curvature communication have long been realized, and the transmission distance of millions or even tens of millions of kilometers can hardly produce any delay for cosmic-level communication.

Mecha divisions can conduct one-on-one remote combat against mechs thousands of kilometers away in the fleet's simulated virtual cabin, and even if the mecha is damaged, it will not lose a mecha division that is more valuable than the mecha.

However, it is a pity that it was not until the two countries finished their research and really put it into actual combat that they found that it was impossible to create an information delay within 10 million kilometers and that could completely unhinder the battle of remote-controlled mechas, and that their tactical requirements could also be fully realized. However, their opponents are not primitive people, they are also starry sky civilizations, communication detection equipment is almost all over the battlefield, one or two remote control mecha may not matter, but the emergence of a large number of remote control mechas, the quantum signal that has to be remotely connected is like a torch burning in the night, as if to tell the opponent, brother's fleet is here, come and fight!

Exposing the position of the fleet to the opponent in the vast universe, even if it is only the possibility of exposure, is to die.

Is a distance of 10 million kilometers a long way? For a starship traveling at full speed for tens of thousands of kilometers per second, it's only a matter of ten minutes!

And when you put the distance of the fleet or even the military base to a place that is even farther away from the front line in hundreds of millions of kilometers, you have to consider the problem of information delay, not to mention the delay of half a second, in battle, a delay of 0.1 seconds, and the enemy will take your life.

The study of remote-controlled mechs is to fight, not to deliver food to the enemy and present military merits.

Embarrassing not? It's embarrassing. In the end, although some of the remote-controlled mechs were still in service on a small scale, they were basically used by governments to counter-insurgency and bandits on the fringes of the border. To put it bluntly, it is mainly used to maintain law and order, and as for entering the war, it is better to wait for the nerve to connect with the scale of the mecha to equip the army.

At least, that's what the commanders of the countries thought in their hearts.

To put it bluntly, in the end of the development of science and technology, it is found that it is most reliable to rely on human beings themselves.

Just like a great man on the ancient blue star said: After all, it is people, not equipment, that decide war.

Only humans can solve the countermeasures that need to be taken by mecha when they are injured, or even in some abnormal conditions.

Only humans can rely on brains that can make infinite possibilities to accurately operate the mecha, so that the various equipment and systems it carries can work together to achieve twice the result with half the effort and exert its strongest power.

Before the nerve connection mecha did not break the shackles, the mecha master who relied on manual control of the mecha was the strongest land warrior on the planet's surface. What determines the victory of a war at the ground level is their hands and sharp minds, which are far more agile than ordinary people.

Hand speed is the key criterion for judging whether a mecha warrior is strong or not.

And Tang Lang's brain, which was under tremendous pressure, suddenly seemed to have opened a valve. Just like the martial arts master in Gu Lanxing's martial arts novels was opened to Ren Du's second vein, after staying at the extreme hand speed of 50 movements for more than ten seconds, Tang Lang's hand speed actually began to climb upward.

51，、52、53。。。。。。。 It climbed to 60 movements before it stopped advancing by leaps and bounds, and officially stepped into the realm of an intermediate and second-level mecha division.

If one day he can reach 95 or even 100 movements or more, then he will become a super mecha warrior known as the "mecha god of war" in this starry sky, and he will be one of the most powerful mecha warriors on the planet's surface before the neural connection mecha arrives.

But if Yu Chi Jian was able to compete with Tang Lang, whose hand speed was two grades lower than him, or even overpowered him, if he fought again, it would not be necessarily.

Tang Lang, who unexpectedly made a breakthrough, has replaced Yu Chijian as the strongest mecha warrior on this battlefield.

Although, except for Tang Lang himself, no one knows.

The battle is about to begin, and the tragic samurai in the eyes of the air pirates are only 20 meters away from them, and the 9 mechs are under the leadership of the "Orion" mecha in the lead, scattered to form a half-moon shape, ready for the final engagement.

All the beast mechs retreated to the wings, handing over the main battlefield to the melee mechs.

"Can you still fight?" Tang Lang's voice sounded coldly in the intercom.

"Yes, yes!" Shen Chengfeng, who was moved, nodded subconsciously.

The next moment。。。。。。

"Grass。。。。。。 Yes! Shen Chengfeng's roar resounded through the cockpit of the Tang warrior.

All the emotion of the former federal lieutenant colonel, who is now the head of the empty thief, was replaced by an incomparably strong melancholy at the moment when he suddenly lost weight.

In the eyes of the air thieves who were waiting for the battle, they saw the tragic samurai with one arm and a gun rushing towards him with a tattered mecha and suddenly squatting.

The alloy weapons in everyone's hands couldn't help but grasp harder, and thinking about it, it should be the most powerful blow this guy broke out before his life was about to end!

It's like a firework that flies into the sky, using all your strength, flying to the highest sky, bursting out the most brilliant moment of your life, and then, returning peace to the night sky.

But, they are all wrong.

Tang Wushi squatted, not to burst out with all his strength and jump into the battle group to show the brilliant bullshit of life, but to throw his comrades in.

I saw that Tang Wushi slammed it off, and the big guy of more than ten tons on his shoulder was like a meteorite, like a meteorite, smashing over like the knives and guns of the air thieves.

"He, but Shen Chengfeng! The guy with the same name as your boss! At the same time, Tang Lang's voice also sounded.