The James Maccarron is a 2.7 shuttle-type cruiser, thanks to the world's advanced shield technology, so the battle between warships is often to first break the shield with missile kinetic artillery, and then use the structure to carry beams and shells for most of the day, and finally sink or surrender.

With 12 kinetic turrets and four high-powered light spear arrays, 114 point defense turrets, and 514 missile launchers, the 2.7 battleship requires 6,438 crew members and 3,200 Marvin robots to operate, which are mainly used for routine maintenance of warship facilities.

In addition, the James Macallan can accommodate 5,000 army soldiers, and its two hangars in its belly can carry the equipment of an armored regiment, including dozens of armored vehicles and Titans, as well as three fighter squadrons, a bomber squadron, and a transport squadron.

In addition to the large number of personnel, the James Macallan also had several large warehouses that stocked a large amount of military supplies to support the long battle.

Although the ship was quite spacious, Fisher didn't have time to visit it at all, and as an imposter, he had to prepare his own Atlas Power Titan.

The Atlas Power Titan, or just Call Her Mighty Titan, is a 6-meter-tall medium Titan with a standard armament of 40 semi-automatic missile launchers, and two cluster missile bays with a total of 128 rounds on the shoulder, and in terms of auxiliary equipment, the appearance setting is a large recyclable phase shield and pulse scanner, which can also be replaced according to the mission.

"Verify your identity, Rebel Pilot, Lieutenant Fisher Adams!" Wearing a helmet, Fisher is preparing for a nerve connection with the powerful titan.

"Identity verification passed, welcome, Fisher Pilot, I'm a Powerful Titan, B810!" An electronically synthesized female voice rang out.

"B810, this name is like a mobile phone, it doesn't sound good, I'll change it for you! Let's just call you R, how about it? ”

"No, the naming can't be passed!"

"Ahh Fisher wanted to scratch his head in embarrassment, but he was wearing a helmet and could only cough twice.

"Then B, let's get to work!"

The cockpit inside the Titan is not large, it can only be said to accommodate an adult man like Fisher, there is a trackpad on each of Fisher's hands, which is an interactive tool between him and the Titan, in addition, there are several small screens above his head and on each side, which are used to display various data of the Titan, and between Fisher's legs, there is an emergency ejection button.

"Confirm in place, start the neural link!"

"Protocol One, Link Pilot!"

The blue indicator light on Fisher's helmet flashed a few times, and then Fisher was moved by what seemed to be a green dot flashing in front of him, but it quickly disappeared, his brain tingled slightly, and then the picture of the helmet's head-up display was no longer the Titan cockpit, but a busy scene in the hangar.

"Protocol one, link the pilot, done!"

"Links, it's kind of interesting!" Fisher pointed the head-up monitor at a maintenance soldier who had just passed by, and after a few seconds on him, the monitor listed his package of data, what adult male, unarmed, low threat level, etc., and when Fisher stopped the perspective on the fighter jets that were being transported by elevator to the upper deck, the head-up monitor displayed the data such as the model mount of the fighter.

"Pilot, there are other camera functions that can be switched!" Seeing that Fisher was having a lot of fun, B reminded.

"I'll see, thermal, perspective,!" Fisher, who turned on the perspective function, accidentally saw a beautiful female ground crew who had seen it before, and saw a lot of metal objects on the other party's ** part on the monitor.

"It's too exciting, it's too exciting!" Fisher, who felt that his eyes were spicy, quickly turned off the perspective.

In fact, for the Titan, the helmet is the body of the pilot, because without the helmet, the link with the pilot is impossible, which also makes both sides develop a habit on the battlefield, once the enemy pilot is killed or captured, his helmet will be quickly collected.

"Lieutenant Fisher, there's communications access!" While Fisher was still basking in the new toy he had just come into contact with, a communication came straight through the helmet.

"Major?" Seeing Anderson with a serious face in front of the camera, Fisher was sure that he had not mispronounced the rank.

"Rest, Lieutenant!" Anderson let out a breath of turbid air and said, "Don't be nervous! ”

I'm not nervous, I'm just sour! Fisher muttered to himself in his heart, the last time he saw Anderson, the other party was still a captain, and he was being beaten by a dozen iron pilots, and in the end he broke the siege, and as a result, the battle was over, and this guy was promoted.

"No, sir, I'm just a little tired from training, not nervous!" Fisher shook his head, signaling that he was relaxed.

"That's good!"

Anderson coughed twice, then lowered his voice and said, "Lieutenant, the fleet is about to be launched, and you have read the mission briefing, right?" ”

"Yes! Sir, the goal is very clear! ”

"Okay, I'll now transmit another order to you solo pilots on behalf of Commander Sarah, this order is top secret and can only be opened once you arrive at Typhon, understand?"

"Yes, sir!"

"I know you may have doubts, but what I can reveal to you, Lieutenant, is that this battle can change history!" Anderson had a smile of joy on his face.

No, I don't have any doubts, because no matter what kind of battle plan you make, it will be a bamboo basket in the end!

"I know you've been oppressed, but after today, that's a thing of the past!"

You've got to make it happen, sir!

After talking for a long time, Anderson finally finished his rhetoric, and next, it's time to get a boxed lunch!

In all fairness, if Mader's rear hand is removed, the rebel's plan is actually very successful, but the other party has a professional pilot hunting team, plus the fleet warfare rebels were ambushed and lost their first-mover advantage, and the ground forces were divided into pieces, if it weren't for the rifleman Cooper (that is, the player's strength), the border would really be cold this time.

"Don't worry, sir, we'll fight with all our might!"

"I'm relieved to have your words, disband!"

After exiting the Titan cockpit, Fisher noticed that the busy crowd in the hangar was increasing significantly, and although the ground crew and the pilots were still smiling, the atmosphere before the big war could not be wrong.

"All personnel, first-class combat readiness! We are about to arrive at Typhon, good luck to you! ”

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