"Are you trying to work with your body?" Mu Fan was already about to give up resistance, when he suddenly heard an electronic prompt sound from the cockpit.

"Huh?"

"Are you trying to work with your body?" The voice confirmed again, and Mu Fan was sure that he had heard it correctly this time. But how do you feel a little familiar sound, like, like the sound when you enter the game.

Black!!

"Black eggs! Isn't it you! As soon as Mu Fan's eyes opened, he was sure that this was black, and he felt that this game was weird everywhere from the moment he came in.

"Please call me Hei-sama, it's you." The white sphere codenamed "Black" appeared next to Mu Fan, and two eyes appeared on it, and they all narrowed their smiles at the moment, looking cheap, the same sphere, but Mu Fan obviously felt that the current degree of black emotion anthropomorphism was not much different from that of a real person. He could hear the tone of the meanness in this sentence.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'll ask you later, what to do now, I don't want to die standing in the first battle." Mu Fan had a lot of questions to ask, such as why his novice training camp didn't teach the mecha part. But now is obviously not the time to catch up, the two mecha on the opposite side are getting closer and closer, probably because they don't have long-range weapons, and they plan to get closer to observe and then kill them.

The two black eyes narrowed again, and this time an arc appeared on the white sphere, which was the mouth. Apparently laughing.

"The transformation begins." Black whispered four words.

I saw that the cockpit was further compressed, the seat was retracted, Mu Fan changed from the seat to the station, and from the cockpit pierced out a number of finger-thick black metal tubes flying around, with a thumb-length thin needle at the top.

"It hurts a little." Hei flew around Mu Fan and said cheaply.

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't want to die standing up!" Mu Fan's nose spewed out two rough breaths, and the bottom of his eyes began to glow red.

The two eyes of the black changed from one to O, and "synchronization begins!" From now on, you are a mecha! ”

Mu Fan's eyes flashed with ferocity that was different from before, "Snort! The black tube flying around suddenly stopped, and the tip of the needle was aimed at the back of Mu Fan's head, spine, waist, arms, thighs, and calves, and then pierced together.

"Ahh Mu Fan's eyes closed, and in an instant, his body seemed to be weighed by a thousand catties, and his consciousness was no longer in the cockpit, but diffused, and he was in the rocky area at the moment. He couldn't see that at this moment his whole person was taken to the middle of the cockpit by the black pipe, and then his feet were taken off the floor, and the whole person was suspended in the cockpit.

"Mo, no, the fighters in the training camp have their own decisions, and the mecha training has not been carried out, so let's make up for it here, let you experience physical synergy this time, and stimulate your fighting instincts, Mu Fan!" Hei floated quietly to the side, his eyes shrunk into two small dots, staring at Mu Fan who was hanging there.

"Don't let me down, I will accompany you to break out of the Luojia Star, accompany you to fight in this vast galaxy, and let me engrave it with you on the monument of human history in this universe!" Mu Fan didn't know what Hei had done during the time he had disappeared, but Hei's emotional generation had far exceeded his imagination. As if hearing Hei's whispered words, Mu Fan, who was suspended, raised his right fist and clenched it tightly.

85% somatosensory simulation, Mu Fan is not Mu Fan, it is EH01, +1%, the pain is locked 100%, after the body is coordinated, the damage to the mecha will be converted into pain and synchronized to Mu Fan's body.

……

"That guy is a newbie?"

"It should be."

The two earthy yellow mecha that cautiously walked towards Mu Fan were communicating in the team channel, they had never seen this mecha, from level 1 to level 5 and returned to practice basic skills, it can be said that they have seen all kinds of mecha in two years, if the fantasy mecha has not seen it, forget it, but this one in front of me is obviously a real mecha, who made a joke, and converted it into a textbook old antique appearance?

Both of them chose surprise raiders, and the raiders were mecha of the same era, but in addition to the back and leg armor, the long-range attack was strengthened, and the movement type was increased accordingly.

"Forget it, let's kill it." The mecha on the left suddenly felt bored, this mecha is obviously a novice, and the master pretends to be a fu, who is standing like this to scare whom.

"Well, hell." When the mecha on the right answered, it pulled out a lightweight metal knife and slashed at the waist of the white skeleton.

Suddenly, the two of them saw the mecha in front of them move.

The three-fingered manipulator lifted his arm slightly, and then shook it.

It's late! The player in the mech cockpit on the right laughed fiercely, and in a second this skeleton was about to be broken into two.

However, a picture appeared that neither of them expected. The original humanoid fell straight backwards, and then its raised right arm slammed downwards to support the mech's fall.

The pilot who came from the horizontal slash did not expect that a simple horizontal slashing action would cause such a reaction from the mecha on the opposite side.

This man is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!

Hmph, kill!

The right hand quickly alternates the console, and the left hand instantly switches the levers.

The Raider's internal hydraulic bearings instantly carry gravity, forcing the arm to change its course and begin to change the mech's slashing motion, from horizontal slashing to oblique slashing.

While the humanoid machine hit the ground with its right arm, the skull's bone-like alloy leg leg rose from the bottom up, striking first and kicking the right arm of the surprise attacker's grip.

"Drop, 15% damage to the right arm, decreased braking. Weapons cannot be used"

The Raider's pilot gasped and saw the master.

This series of actions took place in the blink of an eye, and the raider on the left had only just reacted.

……

As soon as Mu Fan's consciousness stabilized, he felt danger coming, and a metal knife slashed in his field of vision. He subconsciously made an evasive behavior, and at the same time wanted to bounce up and kick the opposite side in the chest.

But when he exerted himself, he felt that his body could not keep up with his thinking. Only then did I realize that now I should represent the mecha.

Is this the mecha driving of physical coordination? It's a good feeling, you don't have to pay attention to the perverted console, but the body always feels like it's weighing on a thousand pounds, and a simple evasion action is heavy and slow.

Mu Fan didn't know that Hei looked at his suspended body, and his red eyes flashed.

This is mecha combat? It feels good to be on the verge of life and death!!

Only between the thoughts and thoughts, Mu Fan made adjustments according to the reaction just now, and his left leg popped out with the momentum, and if the kick was the best, the kick was not hit by borrowing inertia and flipped to the side.

He was right! Or rather, his fighting instincts gave him the most accurate judgment.

He kicked away the metal knife swung in his right hand on the opposite side with his right foot.

With just the right but slightly awkward twist, the white skeleton flipped 180 degrees, then the right leg was put back, the left leg knelt on one knee, the left arm pulled out the katana sword on the back and held it with three fingers, and the mecha head was raised to look ahead.

Roles reversed! This funny first-generation machine is like a beast before hunting at the moment, bowed and charged!

The two surprise attackers are like a great enemy!

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(PS: Thank you for the 588 reward of one billion _ light years from the book friend, thank you for the poetry and kindness of the book friend, Ren Xiaowei for the generous reward!!)

Sure enough, I was too tired to go shopping or something, and I came back to sleep directly at more than nine o'clock. ）