Chapter 30: The Unlucky Hellfire

At this time, more than half of the morning time has passed. The sky is clear, the blue sky is blue pure, and the blue is clean. The clear blue sky was only floating with a few thin white clouds like cotton wool. However, the exposure to high temperatures is unbearable. The occasional breeze carries the heat with it. The steam rising from the ground in the distance distorts the streetscape. It is like a thin transparent curtain of water.

Passers-by gathered in front of the electronic screens in the downtown area of the square have raised their parasols, and nearby merchants and vendors have taken the opportunity to sell cold drinks. The battle scenes played on the screen made the audience enthusiastic and talked loudly. The hawkers shuttling through the crowd were even more happy, receiving money and receiving soft hands, and their attitudes were so good that they almost didn't treat the customers as their ancestors, thanks to the hot days, and thanks to the mecha fighting competition. Thanks for everything......

Fuck, if only it were so hot every day. It's best to hold the Mecha Contest every day!

Oh, there are still a few boxes of natural fruit juice drinks, but the ingredients for cold drinks don't seem to be enough, so I have to call my family to buy them. The organic, high-energy concentrated ingredient is unnecessary. That thing can only process space food junk. The kind that is all-natural, hand-blended. Not only does it taste good, but it tastes even better, and the little girls love it.

Many vendors were sweating profusely, and while they were busy with smiles on their faces, they were in a hurry to contact their family and friends to hurry up and buy goods. From time to time, I have to pay attention to the battle situation on the electronic screen. The inhabitants of the planet Marfa, whether they are high-ranking government officials or ordinary people, have more respect and love for mechs than anywhere else in the Alliance.

Within a radius of dozens of kilometers in the Andes, the battlefield of mecha battles was turned into a battlefield for mecha battles, and the silence of the mountains and forests was broken, and it was completely chaotic.

The scene of nearly 200 mecha battles is comparable to the actual confrontation drill of an integrated mecha battalion. Everywhere you can see billowing black smoke rising into the sky, and the sound of explosions is one after another. Occasionally, the flames of explosions and bursts of fire can be seen through the gaps in the forest. The intensity of the battle and the visual sense of the picture are comparable to that of a real war.

Viewers who see this kind of scene for the first time through the live broadcast may have doubts in their hearts, and then have considerable doubts.

It's just a tryout, and it can be seen as an alternative competitive competition. Make such a big scene, honeycomb missiles, electromagnetic cannons, lasers, particle beams...... You can see almost all kinds of weapons that come standard with mechas. Gunsmoke was filled, explosions and fires. Aren't you afraid that someone will be in danger? The battle is so fierce that everyone believes that it is a real war. Then it is difficult to protect the dead. After all, shells don't have long eyes. The back of the point was blown up, and there must be no bones left.

Aren't parents worried about letting their children participate in this kind of tryout? As the organizer of the tryouts, aren't they afraid of being held accountable for this? After such a fierce competition, how many people are left in the end? Even if he doesn't die, isn't the man with a broken arm and leg also a waste?

Those who hold this idea believe that most of them are certainly not the natives of the planet Marfa. Because the natives of the planet Marfa would not ask such a question without common sense, and they would not have such a ridiculous idea in their hearts. If there is a real danger to life, no parent is willing to let their child participate in the selection. Moreover, in the "No. 1 in the world" mecha academy, less than one percent of children from civilian families are born. The vast majority of students are born from families that are either rich or expensive. Almost all over the Union.

No. 1 in the world! The name is too big. Moreover, more than half of the mecha warriors who are serving in the alliance military are trained here.

So the danger is there, but almost negligible.

The battle scenes look fierce and hot, and the fighting is cruel, but in fact, they are all fake!

Whether it is the explosion, the fire, or the billowing black smoke, it is all due to the presence of a type of energy powder called "β". The powder is disseminated through thousands of electronic eyes equipped with data collectors scattered throughout the Andes.

This powder produces a simulated light and shadow effect through electrostatic particles in the air. As early as more than 100 years ago, it was used on a large scale in military confrontation exercises. There are hundreds of large and small mecha academies on the planet Marfa. Every year, there are mecha confrontation drills. The use of "β" energy powder has long been very proficient. The light and shadow effects caused by the battle are so realistic that it is difficult to distinguish the real from the fake with the naked eye.

The damage value caused to the body itself in the mecha confrontation is collected by the data collector and transmitted to the main control computer in the referee room simultaneously, and then displayed on the central electronic screen standing in the referee room. Every mech in the competition has a number, so don't worry about missing it. There is a minimum standard value for the damage value. Once it falls below this fixed standard value, it will be judged negative, which means that if it is on the real battlefield, this mecha has already "exploded". As for the driver inside, of course, death.

The melee of nearly 200 mechs was very new to the audience. But it's common in the military, and there are bigger than that. Thousands of mechs are scattered on the same battlefield, and that kind of grand scene is really shocking.

However, the mecha competition of a mecha academy can be made on such a large scale, which is still very rare among similar mecha academies. The "No. 1 in the world" mecha academy is worthy of its name.

In the spacious referee room, the smart air conditioner is turned on, which is very cool. In the stepped semi-circular venue, there were more late guests who did not make it to the opening ceremony. Including representatives of the Imperial Capital Star Presidential Palace and representatives of the Supreme Staff Headquarters.

Major General Migwill, who is now in his Chinese New Year's Eve, with brown hair and black eyes, a long figure, a handsome appearance, always with an elegant smile on his face, and a very Confucian general, is the representative of the Supreme Staff Headquarters. Born into the famous Noah family. One of the new figures in the military. His father was Noah Joton, Speaker of the Chamber of Justice.

Migwell has an identity, a background, strength in his own right, and an upstart with unlimited military potential. It is also the dream lover of countless celebrities and noblewomen, the famous diamond fifth, and the gold single. He is currently attached to the General Staff Headquarters and is himself the commander of the 12th Mixed Fleet of the Ninth Army. and Major General Suzuka are colleagues. In the same group army, one person is in charge of a ship formation with a size of more than 1.2 million people, and one person is in charge of a special mecha division. At the same time, Major General Migwill is also one of Suzuka's suitors.

The latter was annoyed, and he refused countless times openly and secretly, but the former was super thick-skinned, and regarded the pursuit of Suzuka as a tough battle, slapped the left cheek, and handed the right cheek up, going forward and one after another, changing all kinds of tricks to chase. The only thing is that the oppression mode of domineering and domineering is not used. It's not that he didn't think about it, but he didn't dare.

In terms of background, Suzuka was born in the Tianxiang clan, one of the three major forces of the alliance. It is only stronger than the Noah family he belongs to. In terms of personal strength, he can't beat Suzuka. And the mixed fleet under his command can't beat the special mecha division in Suzuka's hands. Although the number of officers and soldiers is 120 times that of the other side, in modern interstellar warfare in which land and air are integrated, the number of people cannot play a decisive role.

So Migwill wanted to show her charm in many ways in front of Suzuka. This time, on behalf of the Supreme Staff Headquarters, I came to Planet Marfa as a guest to watch the show, on the one hand, I wanted to find more potential talents in mecha operation this time, and on the other hand, I also took this opportunity to have more contact with Suzuka. Usually, the two are busy with military affairs and have little time to see each other. Video contact, the other party either doesn't answer, or can't say a few words and hangs up directly.

As the saying goes, a man who is in love is cheap, and the more Suzuka is like this, the more he likes it.

Sitting in the referee's room, there is the old principal Miles in the middle, and the more you look at it, the more beautiful it becomes, and the more you look at it, the more reluctant you want to take your eyes off.

In the center, on a giant electronic screen that stood more than ten meters in front of them, dozens of sub-screens were playing different battle scenes. In a few of the frames, the mechs remain in place. It's been a long time.

The most famous of these teams are the Purple Phoenix team, the Immortal Bird team, and the Gods Sky team. The most active is the Hellfire team. I don't know if this team is belligerent or unlucky, and now they are under siege by dozens of mechas. Slightly farther away direct artillery coverage, electromagnetic guns, cellular missiles, multi-barrel pulse cannons, and various energy weapons are concentrated and fired. The energy shield flashed rapidly. Recently, some of them even fought to the death regardless of being accidentally injured by friendly artillery fire. It's a lose-lose and lose-lose style of play. How much hatred is this? Two of the "T-800" have dropped below the fixed damage value and have been judged to be lost. I could only watch from the sidelines and do a hurry, but I lost the qualification to go up to help, and they were "killed".

Old Wellington, who was sitting in the crowd, was always smiling from beginning to end, not caring at all about his son's predicament, and even kept talking and laughing with the people around him.

"That old Wellington kid doesn't seem to be in a good situation, huh? Yicheng, do you think he will be judged out early? ”

Mr. Issei heard his wife whispering in his ear and asking questions, his lips and teeth were fragrant, and his breath was like an orchid. He smiled and held the jade hand of his wife, who was over middle age but still as cute as a playful girl, and whispered, "Maybe their Wellington family has done too much evil. God's retribution has come to the children. Hehe. ”

"Well, too, this kid is not easy, look at how unlucky he is, it's good to provoke one or two, so much at once. Alas, this kid is stupid enough. ”

"Hehe, don't say it, don't say it. As long as our little bird is smart. ”

In fact, Mr. Issei also thinks this situation is quite strange. All the teams participating in the selection competition can be said to be opponents and enemies. Dozens of mechs huddle together to attack a team. This kind of thing is so weird. Besides, Hellfire is not the strongest. Could it be that little Wellington really got to the point of anger and resentment?

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"Major General Migwill, what do you think about this situation?"

"Don't dare, honorable Principal Miles, you are a senior in the army, in front of you, where do I dare to talk about any high opinions. I would, however, make some observations. After speaking, he deliberately leaned forward and glanced at Suzuka. But the other party didn't react, which made him very depressed.

Principal Miles knew that there was a lot of trouble between the man and the woman, and he was caught in the middle, but he couldn't leave. He can't afford to offend the man on the left, and the woman on the right is even more of a demon, and he doesn't dare to offend.

Stuck with the old face, he forced a smile and said, "Then let's talk." ”

"This situation was deliberately created by someone. The Hellfire team was calculated. ”