Chapter 104: Awakening

Shout.

The long-range sniper ray grazed his ears, the sound of tearing the air was heard clearly, and the scorching energy wave left a clear imprint on the mecha's shoulder, causing the mecha to shake from the waist up.

Time seemed to lose its effect, everything happened in an instant, in no particular order, the fire bull was dumbfounded, and the success he paid a huge price for him was unbelievable.

"It's time to retreat." Yao Jia's confident voice came from the communicator.

"You guys retreat first, I'll pick up Chen Fang," the situation was not optimistic, An Xun hurriedly explained, and drove the mecha to the direction of Chen Fang.

After the situation reversed, Ansedo was assassinated, the rebels were like crazy, and the tide flocked to the four, at first the mercenary group could barely take the fight, but now there are only two options left, either flee for their lives, or be overwhelmed by the mecha group.

With two heavy blows in a row, the Joker slammed into the ground, and the pain caused by the heavy metal hitting the ground almost made him faint. The pain kept him awake, he couldn't imagine that his fingers stiffened so quickly, with the current situation, let alone getting out, it was impossible to dodge the next round of blows, if it weren't for Chen Fang's fingers before he lost consciousness, he entered an instruction in advance, and he would have been cut in two at this moment.

When the ion long knife fell, the size was unusually exaggerated, like a giant blade tearing the heavens and the earth.

The clown lay face down, motionless, Chen Fang never seemed to know how to give up, but his broken right arm and ten stiff fingers made him unable to do anything.

Challenging the limit is not just words, the risk is fair to everyone, whether it is an outlaw who joined the mercenary in desperation, or the third son of the dignified Chen family, never giving up is easy to say, and what is more disillusioned than reality is often people's hope.

Anson, who was halfway through the road, was already desperate at the moment, complaining in his heart that he was too slow, and if it was difficult to break Ansai ten seconds earlier, he might have a chance to save his teammate's life.

Although he knew that there was little hope, Chen Fang still struggled to move his stiff fingers to the data board.

Well, the clown started without warning, his face was still buried in the dirt, but his bloated body seemed to be pulled by an invisible rope, and he was out of danger again and again.

Witnessing this unbelievable scene, everyone was at a loss, even Chen Fang hidden in the mecha couldn't understand, he didn't even have time to enter the command, the mecha started first, and what was even more surprising was that the mecha's movements were exactly the same as what he thought. Even if he had time to enter the command, the idea would be greatly reduced by the simplified instructions displayed on the mecha, and this effect would not be the case.

The clown barely escaped but was far from getting out of trouble, although his fingers were extremely stiff, Chen Fang knew very well that the sharp katana was behind his back, and the move was a waist slash.

The clown moved on his own again, sideways, grazing past the edge of the katana.

It was exactly the same as Chen Fang's imaginary action, but this time the timing was not good, it seemed to be a step faster, and before the scarecrow could swing the knife, he found that the opponent had turned his attack into invisible, and he could still change his moves temporarily.

Chen Fang's habit is to wait for the opponent's move to start before cracking it, so that it is easier for the opponent to fall into passivity, and at the same time can buy more time for himself, after all, manual control is half a beat slower than the brain domain, he must find a way to make up for the time back.

But that doesn't matter anymore, Chen Fang didn't doubt it for long, it's like a dream, a dream he's had countless times, in a dream, he used his brain domain to control the mecha is like this, now, as long as he proves that he is not dreaming, then there is nothing to doubt.

The huge pain of the fracture made him break out in a cold sweat, and the stiff fingers were even more indescribably painful, all of which told him that he was not dreaming, on the brain domain control system above his head, the work indicator bar flashed a pleasant green, and that kind of prompt meant that the mecha who met the requirements of the brain domain was asked to wear a hood, before this, Chen Fang had never seen this color in the brain domain indicator bar, but always a depressing red.

Since the clown is purchased remotely, and the brain domain control system is not dismantled, in the program when the mecha appears, the seven-second principle is followed, and when the mecha is manually controlled, if the mecha master does not input information to the data board within seven seconds, the mecha control system will automatically switch to brain domain control, and vice versa, the brain domain controller will not receive the brain domain signal of the mecha master within seven seconds, and it will be automatically converted to manual control.

This is an automatic protection measure, and under normal circumstances, it is impossible for the Mech Master not to enter any signal for seven seconds, unless it is a malfunction, or the Mech is damaged in battle.

In the Mercenary Guild's mecha sales office, the automatic switching time has been shortened to four seconds, presumably due to the mercenary's more brutal combat, or the mercenary's mecha is more practical.

In any case, the shortened three seconds saved Chen Fang's life, allowing him to live to experience the joy of controlling the mecha with his brain domain.

Chen Fang put on the hood controlled by the brain domain with a solemn expression, perhaps because he was too excited, he couldn't see a smile on his face, but was extremely dignified.

Chen Fang had imagined countless times what it was like to use his brain to drive a mecha, but now he knew that there was always a gap between imagination and reality.

Chen Fang can imagine how much benefit he can bring to controlling the mecha with his brain domain, he can defeat more opponents, challenge the peak with his physique and skills, his physique and skills can be strengthened through training and fighting, but his hand speed has reached the limit, even if there is a small improvement, it is impossible to bring much benefit to the fighting aspect.

But Chen Fang couldn't imagine that the feeling of controlling the mecha in the brain domain was so wonderful, after the communication in the brain domain, the mecha is no longer a pile of cold heavy metal, it is like a part of the body, the mecha master controls the mecha like controlling his own body, even inadvertently squeezing his eyes and moving his fingers, these usual small movements can also be expressed on the mecha to the letter, of course, this performance is limited to humanoid mechas, don't count on the garbage fish of the thunderbolt bees, at most they can roughly imitate the movements, and the long-range mecha is rarely humanoid, Most people are used to manual control.

Correspondingly, the damage of the mecha master will also be reflected in the mecha, so Chen Fang is unable to control his right arm, and his fingers are also in a somewhat stiff state, unable to complete difficult actions such as tapping the data board, but the buckle plate can still barely do it.

The weird rush attack, the dying clown actually resurrected, a little more fierce than before.

Although Ugo was puzzled, he still did not hesitate to fight back, no matter how many times the opponent cheated the corpse, he had to beat the clown back to hell in his sight, when he habitually Chen Fang's rush attack, subconsciously retreated when swinging the knife, the clown turned around like a ball, and dexterously attacked the fierce general brother on the other side.

The Joker's speed has not increased, in fact, it has decreased, once the brain domain is used, the speed is restricted by its own physique, however, the Joker does feel fast, it is a change in the rhythm of the action, and the actual speed increase is more immediate than the substantial speed increase.

Now, Chen Fang doesn't need to use the data board to input the instructions to the brain after thinking about the plan, analyze the opponent's intentions, and immediately launch an offensive, invisibly, the rhythm is more than one beat faster.

Reaction in the battle, this change is more significant, before, he barely attacked with two mechas, and now he is rushing to attack, first attacking one mecha, attacking another mecha, although it is incredible from the speed, but he really did it, just by virtue of his ability to understand the opponent's movements one step ahead, and analyze the opponent's speed and angle to be accurate, he only needs a painless attack, or even a feint, can make the opponent's offensive fall apart, before the opponent brews a second attack, He had plenty of time to disrupt another opponent's attack.

"Interesting, it seems that I don't need to do it anymore as an old fellow." The Joker's changes are not only stunning to his teammates, but also clearly projected onto the exterior mirror of a long-range mech. Behind the display screen is a pair of cloudy eyes, inlaid on the old face full of folds, it should be an old face, but it reveals a sharpness for no reason, this person is the sixth-order mercenary who once saved Chen Fang.

With the level of this person, it is not difficult to see that the transformation of the clown is comparable to the transformation of a caterpillar into a butterfly, of course, even the transformed clown does not necessarily surprise him, the body is still as stiff as a corpse, like a puppet pulling the strings, not much better than manual control. This kind of physical skill can't express the advantages of the mecha master, and it doesn't fall into the stream at all in the world of masters. In addition to a good sense of combat, the advantage of melee mecha is more based on the skills of physical foundation.

What moved the old man was the clown's sense of battle, the master, more or less based on experience, to judge some of the opponent's information, such as the timing of the opponent's use of the burst technique, and so on, but for the master, this is only a trick that the two sides dare to try when the strength is very different, so that the battle becomes interesting, and occasionally use it, just like a hat trick or dunk is amazing, in a evenly matched battle, the life and death fight will never be based on this experience, that is to find death.