The door of the gravity room opened, and Tang Lang stepped out of the door steadily.

Sweat stains appeared on his forehead and on his chest and back, which had long since taken off his military uniform and only left his white shirt, but his face was as usual.

After a moment of silence, the crowd erupted in applause.

This is the student, the student in the military academy, they may not like Tang Lang too much, but they appreciate and worship the strong, and everyone who completes the training that is almost impossible for them to challenge is worthy of their respect.

They haven't learned that you are better than me in society, so I should feel the malice that comes from humiliating and inferiority. The young eagles that have not come out of the nest see more of the blue sky under the protection of their parents, but they rarely see dark clouds.

It's cute, even if this cuteness will eventually fade away with age and experience. But many people, at that time period, have had that after all.

"How? Did we pass the assessment? My brother Lang is such a dick, who dares to say that we don't pass, then I, Zhu Yidao, will stand at the door of your club with a big sign, saying that you are bullying newcomers. The little fat man stood up at the right time and couldn't wait to ask.

"Zhu Yidao, right!" The long-legged beauty asked with a sneer at the corner of her mouth, and asked in a condescending manner.

But this time, I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, she raised her arms to cover the "fierceness" on her body.

Glancing at the scenery that was firmly blocked, the little fat man explained very seriously: "Fierce sister, it's not a knife, it's the same way, it's the same way, the way is not the same way, except for the name, according to the Chinese pinyin, it is the fourth tone." ”

"It doesn't matter if you are a knife or a Tao, your brother Lang is indeed a wave enough, and his physical fitness is not good, but what about you?" The fierce sister roared fiercely: "Don't you want to take advantage of the loophole, you haven't tested it yet?" Don't think that if you do a set of tensile tests outside, you can't do it, you can also go into the No. 3 gravity room to play, you don't have to be qualified or excellent, as long as you go in and stay for 10 minutes, Sister Du Mo will obey you. ”

"Okay, just Chong Fierce Sister, you have such a unique name, I'm stunned for the past 10 minutes." The little fat man gritted his back molars with a bitter look, and then began to undress.

"What do you want to do?"

"Isn't it okay to lighten your load? Eight times the gravity! Do you think I'm stupid? ”

"Okay。。。。。 Nima, don't use your face, pants or something! Du Moyi obviously underestimated the shamelessness of the fat man, and when he saw that it was not enough to unbutton his shirt and start to untie the belt, he was not only a little dumbfounded.

"When you go to the front-line troops, you will know that you still have to dig trenches in the hot weather of 42 degrees Celsius, and at that time you probably can't help but want to wear big pants. I really thought that the combat uniform was invincible to the cold and heat! Why don't you go to heaven! The fat man said with a very indifferent face, and by the way, he complained about the combat uniform that looked like a dick on the surface.

The murderous sister was angry.

Although the Federation combat uniform can withstand a high temperature of 40 degrees Celsius and a low temperature of minus 50 degrees, it is also a fact that there are still shortcomings in the complex and changeable climate conditions of many planets in space. In some special climatic conditions, female soldiers have more small vests than male soldiers, and they are by no means fat nonsense.

"Okay, you also tested your strength just now, although it's not very good, but there is absolutely no problem in passing the general assessment." Ming Yueshang really couldn't stand the white belly that the fat man was about to show, and thought that there were even fat white legs, so she hurriedly stood up to stop it. "But you have to take part in the mech control test, otherwise it won't be enough to convince the public."

"That's it! So do I count as going through the back door? "The fat man reluctantly pulls off his pants, which is about to be removed, and has the potential to be an exhibitionist.

"Absolutely not!" The big bear's eyelids jumped sharply and jumped out of his own accord. "All of us can prove to you that whoever disagrees let him come to me first!"

The whole look is the same: big brother, you can spare us!

In addition to the fear of polluting the eyeballs, I am afraid that in order to pass the assessment of the Guwu Society, the picture of a fat man wearing big pants sweating like rain in it is unbearable to look at directly, so once it spreads, the Guwu Club will definitely stink the street.

"Okay, I'll reluctantly agree." The fat man continued to nod reluctantly: "Fortunately, repairing mecha is my forte!" It's no problem to control the mecha brother. ”

As if to show that he was indeed repairing mechas, the fat man also deliberately lit up his mecha maintenance armband.

"Really? It is said that if you want to be able to repair a mecha, you must first be able to control a mecha. And in the past few years, the mecha maintenance department has also produced a few famous masters, Zhu Yidao, how about I be your assessor? The fierce sister stood up again, and the expression on her face was very kind.

"Fierce sister, there is no danger in this assessment!" The fat man was definitely not stupid at this time, and his eyes were full of vigilance.

"Absolutely not, although it is actual combat control, but it is basically to point!" The fierce sister looked righteous and awe-inspiring. "Also, my name is Mo Wei, Mo Wei of Mo Wei's friend."

"Okay, Sister Murder!" The fat man nodded. "That's you."

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According to the rules, all students who participate in the actual combat of mecha must wear special combat uniforms, Tang Lang's standard combat clothes are very easy to choose, but it is difficult for fat people, and the largest combat uniform is also round.

directly put on the Federation battle uniform, which should be full of heroic spirit, into a funny look.

Especially when he saw the fat man climbing into the cockpit of the mecha very clumsily, the scene was full of laughter, and the body shape after wearing some close-fitting combat uniforms invisibly depleted the image of the powerful hero that the fat man had accumulated in the previous moment.

That made Ming Yueshang have an urge to understand her forehead. Pull this goods out to compete, are you sure you won't win because you laugh at your opponent?

Located in the southeast corner of the venue, the mecha combat room of the ancient martial arts club has an area of nearly five thousand square meters in the size of nearly four basketball courts, and the height reaches 15 meters.

The ancient martial arts society did not provide a federal military standard mecha, but an old "Zhou Warrior" assassin-level mecha that was retired from active service fifty years ago, which is a reconnaissance light mecha to put it bluntly.

The "Assassin" is an old-fashioned model, but the Military Academy has made this old mecha one of the special mechs for cadet training because it has excellent modification potential. And it turns out that the Federation gradually put into active service ten years ago in the Qin Samurai series of mechas, there is still the shadow of "assassin". Even by replacing the mecha engine and body armor and brain system with those from fifty years ago, the Qin warriors were at least sixty percent similar to the Assassins.

But without a more modern brain and a variety of auxiliary controls, the difficulty of controlling the assassin is much greater than that of today's military-standard mechas, but it is also this kind of "primitive" that does not require auxiliary control, and the use of this kind of body for combat can reflect the level of the controller to a greater extent.

The two mechs were separated on both sides of the huge combat room, and it was not until the mecha booted up the self-test that the alloy lock that locked the mecha's waist popped open.

The fiery red "assassin" belonging to the examiner Du Mozhi strode towards the center of the field, while the black "assassin" who also strode to the fat man was obviously a top-heavy stumble.

"Haha! Fat brother, I'll support you, I'll use this trick to knock down Senior Sister Mo in a while! The bear chuckled.

The people around him were also laughing. Although there is no malice, it is undoubtedly a very comfortable thing for these students to be able to watch the fat man who has just pretended to be a clown.

As for what you said to knock down Senior Sister Mo, it was naturally a joke, the person who can sit in the third position in the Guwu Society, where will there be a mediocre hand? Even if the ancient martial arts community is not as good as it used to be, it is only because the new generation is not good, not those old students. Because of the existence of Ming Yueshang and Du Moyi and others in the same period.

At that time, the ancient martial arts society was infinitely beautiful, and even the mecha department, which claimed to be the highest level of mecha fighting in the academy, did not dare to ignore their existence, and gathered the elite groups of several clubs under the department to fight against the trio sent by the ancient martial arts society, and Du Moyi was one of the trios.

After another two years of study, Du Moyi can only be stronger now, which is something that a maintenance soldier who can only repair mecha can compete with, not to mention his current miserable performance. Even so, maybe it's because I'm used to controlling the new military mecha and rarely come into contact with this old-fashioned teaching mecha.

"Hemp eggs! Do you want to even have an assisted walking function, and almost fall down! At the same time, the fat man's angry complaints also spread through the loudspeakers.

"I can give you two minutes to familiarize yourself with the mecha controls!" The confident voice of a long-legged beauty came from the red assassin who had already strode to the center of the field.

"Good! This broken mecha is really too old, let me get used to it! "You're welcome.

"Three laps on the left and three laps on the right, twisting the neck, twisting the back seat, let's do the exercise 。。。。。 together" The fat man, who came slowly, suddenly hummed a song that was not very in tune.

What exercise are you going to do? The faces of the audience were extremely strange, and they all sketched a picture in their minds with this obscene voice: a long-legged girl with a height of more than 1.8 meters and a fat man who would never exceed 1.7 are entangled in sports。。。。。。

As the fat man hummed out of tune, the black mecha also made corresponding movements, twisting his neck while twisting his waist and twisting the back seat in a circle, no matter how obscene and obscene it was from that direction.

However, Ming Yueshang's eyes were the first to narrow.

It's not terrible for a person to be twisted like this, that is, a person can send instructions through the central nervous system to control the muscles of most parts of the body through the meridians to complete the action, but what if it is a mecha?

It takes a very subtle level of manipulation.

Although she can do the same and maybe even better, it is the result of her countless times of controlling this assassin-type mecha, and that fat man is clearly the first time to control this kind of teaching mecha!

"Want to play pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger again?" Ming Yueshang thought about this possibility, but couldn't help but glared at Tang Lang, who was standing not far away.

Do these guys from the army think it's fun? Simply, childish!

Tang Lang was slightly melancholy under his crotch. The fat man is estimated to have been restrained by nature in the 2nd Fleet, and at this time, he began to release it completely without suppression, and the wave that the assassin twisted into, not to mention the staring eyes of the little sister of the people, even he had an urge to hit him.

In fact, not only the bright girl saw the superb control hidden behind the fat man's writhing, but also the long-legged beauty Du Moyi.

As his gaze broke, the red assassin's fingers began to move.

"Fatty, that's good!"

"Average, third in the school!" The fat man manipulated the Assassin with great satisfaction.

"By the way, I'm an intermediate level 3 mecha master! If you survive ten moves, you will pass the assessment. ”

"Uh-huh, I was just promoted to the second intermediate level a few days ago, don't say I'm bullying you later."

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Brief silence!

"Senior sister, beat him!" A female student suddenly stood up and shouted.

It's true, I've never seen such a shameless fat man again, don't say anything about pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, even if it's a tiger, you have to beat him down.

"Do you want to beat me for Mao?" The fat man was a little indignant.

I didn't wait for an answer, but I waited for a fist.

A huge fist that had filled his field of vision.

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