"Look, it's the instructor's mecha, it's the blue shield!"

A few boys raised their heads from among the bushes, their eyes full of adoration and envy.

"The Federation's latest model of melee mecha, the eighth generation, Blue Shield, is said to be only an instructor, and it can achieve a synchronization rate of more than 95%."

The synchronization rate of the mecha is directly related to the performance of the mecha, which is the most important indicator of the mecha operation and is closely related to the level of mental power.

Generally speaking, the higher the level of mental power, the higher the mecha synchronization rate that can be achieved through continuous practice.

Of course, mental power level is not the only factor, physique is the second limiting factor, and you must have a strong enough physique to withstand the feedback of the mecha and persist in fighting for a long time.

People who come into contact with mecha for the first time can generally reach a synchronization rate of about 50%, which means that they will be able to complete primary movements such as leg lifting and stepping, and there will be a long period of lag.

The synchronization rate reaches 60%, and it can barely operate the mecha to fight, but this kind of combat can only be used to launch weapons, and if you face the battle of other mechas, I am afraid that you will only be killed.

Most of the trained warriors have a synchronization rate of more than 75%, which can give full play to most of the performance of the mecha and can make more advanced combat moves.

Just like the increase in the level of mental power, the difficulty of increasing the synchronization rate is also increasing exponentially, and the higher you go, the more difficult it becomes.

The relatively good soldiers can reach a synchronization rate of about 80%, and there are very few who reach 85%, and the particularly excellent soldiers can reach 90%, all of whom are soldiers with extremely high mental power levels.

"Wow!" The suppressed whispers one after another, mixed with the admiration of the young people.

Yun Mo raised his eyes, and the blue mecha in the field of vision, like an offline arrow, rushed into the enemy mecha group in the blink of an eye, and the moment the figures were staggered, the cockpit of the black mecha burst out with white light and fell from mid-air.

With a "boom", a string of firelight dragged out on the ground.

Yun Mo lowered his eyes, returned to his senses and continued to look at the person in front of him.

"Yunmo, what's wrong? This man was badly wounded, and he seemed to have confessed something important just now. Huo Chuan asked.

Yun Mo took advantage of the illumination of the brain to look at his face carefully, and beckoned to Liu Yue, "Turn on the video function!" ”

"What?" Liu Yue didn't react a little.

"Turn on the video, I'm afraid that I will be falsely accused in the future", Yun Mo insisted.

"What's going on?" Mo Mo and the others surrounded him.

Yun Mo bared his teeth at Huo Chuan and nodded his head slowly, "Remember?" ”

"You mean?" Huo Chuan instantly hit a spirit.

"it!" He yelled, immediately taking two steps back.

The other party moves so fast? Even the military department?

"What are you talking about?" Lin Fancheng squeezed up, a little puzzled.

The battle on the other side of the square was already heating up, and the five warships of the opposing side opened fire together, all aimed at the Imperial Zun.

Countless mechwarriors came and went inside the staircase, seemingly looking for something.

There was no one on this side of the jungle for a while, and they had some time to buffer.

"I'm going to show you a trick."

Yun Mo blinked, untied the black bracelet, and straightened it.

"When did you ask for it?"

Huo Chuan is too familiar, there are silver needles stuck in the bracelet? !

"Wang Mingtao gave it," Yun Mo said.

"What the hell are you two playing?"

The others looked at each other, crouching on the ground in confusion.

Yun Mo's Yuan Shen has recovered two percent, and there is no longer a need to go to such great lengths to find a direction as before.

She put two fingers on the wrist of the mecha warrior, injecting a trace of Yuan Shen power, and carefully perceived ......

This kind of thing is similar to a Gu worm, although the divine soul is weak, it also has its own fluctuations, Yun Mo condensed his spiritual power, and finally discovered that inconspicuous fluctuation.

After half a ring, Yun Mo said, "The mecha has a fire device, right?" ”

"Yes", Huo Chuan has experience, so he went to the crashed mecha as soon as possible and took down a beam gun, "This effect is better." ”

"Okay", Yun Mo nodded, "It's all a meter away." ”

"Huo Chuan pay attention, eliminate it as soon as possible."

"Good!"

Yun Mo's expression was solemn, and the silver needles fell regularly.

"It's coming!"

"What's coming?!"

"Ahh Look there! ”

Something was squirming on the man's arm, and it was flashing like a small bubble.

Yun Mo directly cut through this person's skin this time, and a foul smell came from the surface.

The back of her knife snapped, slapping the black object to the ground.

"Huo Chuan, hurry!"

"Squeak...... Squeak......"

This time it was different from the last time, the thing was screaming and scurrying.

Everyone only felt that their minds were "buzzing", and suddenly there was a feeling of dizziness.

Yunmo's silver needle was mixed with Yuan Shen power, and it was pierced on the insect body with a "poof".

"Ah......h

There was a woman's scream next to her, it was Yin Weilan.

Her face was white, and she still bent down to pick up the papers, "That'...... What is that? ”

She was about to cry, she was looking at the safety here, and wanted to come back and put away the contract she had just signed, after all, it was related to her future.

Who would have thought that such a thing would have happened!

But in the blink of an eye, the beam gun had already burned the worm's body, and there was nothing on the ground.

But at the same time, the mechwarrior's breathing stopped.

He ...... He's dead......"

Lin Fancheng ran over with a fart, "He...... Why did he die?! We're in trouble! ”

"He's long dead," Yunmo said.

"Look, look at his legs?" The woman's voice trembled, barely speechless.

"Damn, what is this?!"

The skin that the mecha warriors had taken off began to fester, and under the white light of the brain, countless black threads stretched out along the skin.

"Quick, burn it!" Yun Mo shouted.

"They're going to hatch!"

"Damn, what the hell is this?!"

The crowd was in a hurry again, and the air was filled with the smell of burning.

After finally confirming that there was no leftover, Yun Mo motioned to Liu Yueban to turn off the video, and asked him to quickly make a backup, send a copy to each of them, and store it through various channels.

At this time, the protective shield of the battleship above the square was fully opened, and the pitch-black mecha warriors on the other side collectively rushed out of the Imperial Venerable, and after returning to the battleship, they left at an extremely fast speed, and even the Federation's "Phantom Battleship" could not pursue.

The matter was so big that the students, along with Yin Weilan, were taken to a military base.

After countless pupil recognition, fingerprint recognition, and code comparison, they went from the ground to the ground, and through a long transparent corridor, to a closed room.

There are not many soldiers coming and going from this base, but all of them are wearing protective suits, and they come and go in a hurry without squinting.

The students couldn't help but straighten their backs in this solemn atmosphere along the way.

After several soldiers were replaced, the last door was opened, and an officer was already waiting inside, dressed in white with a grim face.

"Sit," said the officer.

Yun Mo looked around, countless cameras overhead and in the corners, and the lie detector also flashed, and everyone's voice flashed on the screen in waves.