"Mecha drill begins!" With the words of the middle-aged officer, nearly a hundred kinds of mecha were all activated, tilted upward, and in the blink of an eye, they came to the sky above the venue where they were.

"Balrog Firedemon Type IA2!" Ike's eyes were fixed on one of the mechs.

It was a large robot with a fiery red body, more than ten meters tall. The limbs were thick and thick, and the head was as large as a monster.

Fierce and fierce, this kind of mecha gives people the first feeling.

All the corners of this Flame Demon Mecha are covered with various emitters, and its firepower is very powerful. It's just that now it's just a drill, and given the power of the weapon, it was not turned on.

The arms, legs, and toes of the entire mecha are inlaid with rows of sharp blades that glow with cold light, distributed like barbs.

Obviously, this Fire Demon mecha is equipped with multiple turrets, and it is a long-range attack mecha. These mechs tend to have a significant disadvantage in melee combat, but these folded barbs can be extended in order to allow the Firefiend to protect itself when they are approached.

The most terrifying thing about the Fire Demon Mecha is the three evil caliber cannons located on its shoulders and on top of its head.

And they are all magma particle jet cannons, and the energy particles emitted even have a high temperature of 100,000 degrees, which can melt the outer protective metal of many mechas, and directly roast the pilot inside into a meat bun.

I saw that this IA2-type fire demon mecha first hovered in the air, and suddenly a red flame erupted from its back, avoiding the round-up of the two giant mechas. Then it had a recoil flame on the soles of its feet and shoulders, and it rushed straight into the air, and then flipped to the back of the two mechs.

With super firepower, good mobility, and not weak melee combat, this Fire Demon mecha can be said to be the best among all mechas.

"If only I could wholesale mechs like this." Ike's body tilted, drooling directly, and little stars appeared in his eyes. He once again treated this rare commodity as a cabbage, and entered a fantasy state, "How many interstellar coins do you have to sell!" ”

As an arms dealer, Ike predicts that the market reference price of such a mecha could reach billions of interstellar coins. This is still the kind of mecha that is only sold internally, and if it weren't for people with some connections and backgrounds, no matter how rich they were, it would be impossible to get such a mecha.

At this time, the wind set off a shocking wave, and at the same time a loud whistling sound sounded, waking him up from his dream.

"S12 Aviation Fighter!" Getting the prompt message of "Saiko", Ike suddenly came to his senses.

The sound barrier S12, as one of the fastest models in aviation fighters, has a starting speed of an astonishing 12 times the speed of sound, so it is called S12.

And this model has two flight modes, one is silent flight, and the sound transmission is very small, which involves sound avoidance technology.

There is also the sonic boom mode that has just been used, which produces a loud noise, and this sound wave is emitted by the collector in one direction, as a powerful weapon. This sonic energy can shoot other warplanes out of the air, but the downside is that it cannot be used in space.

The sound barrier S12 that flew just now was flying in sonic boom mode, but fortunately, the entire venue was treated with all-round sound avoidance. Otherwise, just now, no one in the audience would have survived.

"Airplane drill begins!" The middle-aged officer's voice sounded at the right time.

Rows of aviation fighters, under the control of all the servicemen of a phalanx, began various aerobatics.

The fighter plane flew up and down, and the speed was very fast, bringing up afterimages and rolling up a whirlwind. Some people try to hold their eyelids and open their eyes sore, but they can't see the slightest image at all.

"Damn, what do we think of this!" Mosina rubbed his red and sour eyes vigorously and complained involuntarily.

The other freshmen are all similar, with one hand touching their foreheads and the other rubbing their eyes.

Only Ike is an exception.

Originally, Ike couldn't see the trajectory of the air show clearly, even with his own dynamic vision. But the next moment he suddenly thought of something, so he said in his heart:

"Saiko, adjust the mode for me, so that I can see the trajectory of these aviation fighters clearly, and at the same time conduct data analysis!"

"Roger, master!"

As a result, all the routes and a series of flight actions of the fighter, as well as various models and weapon varieties, were all seen through by him.

"S12, a super-speed aviation fighter developed by the State of Finland, has a starting speed of 12 times the speed of sound and a maximum speed of 57 times the speed of sound per second, making it the fastest fighter among the models that do not contain a speed of light converter." Ike smiled and spoke softly, and he himself fell into the mode of explaining military trivia.

And all the high-speed flying aviation planes, as well as the mechs that constantly carried out irregular tactical evasion, at this time, in his vision, the speed of movement seemed to be slowed down countless times.

This is due to the special function of "Saiko", which is very good for multi-faceted analysis of unknown objects, including the state of motion and energy intensity. At the same time, all data and images are transmitted to the owner through brain waves, so that the owner is clear and clear, as if he is in the scene, just like wifi.

As for most other light brains, they are unable to convert objects that move so quickly into clear images. Even if it could, it would only be equivalent to recording the image in advance and then letting people see it, rather than "Saiko", which directly let the owner experience it visually on the spot.

"Can't you see clearly, why don't you put on the analytical eyes on your seats!" As if noticing the restlessness of the freshmen, Principal Meng Ping blinked, and a naughty smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth,

"Right under the armrest of your seat, there's a tiny, tiny button that pops out with a single push!"

"Damn, why didn't you tell us earlier if there is such a good thing!" As the principal said, Mosinagan took out the analysis eye in his seat, and after putting it on, he found that he could indeed see the mechs and warplanes performing stunts.

So all the freshmen put on their analytical glasses, and they were finally able to really appreciate such exercises.

"Hey, why don't second-year and third-year students wear glasses?" Ovsky looked back, he was puzzled, it stands to reason that these seniors should also be watching the drill, one by one sitting upright.

"We're wearing contact lenses!" A second-grader behind him said in a mocking tone.

"Uh......" Many of the freshmen were covered in black lines, and there was no doubt that they were pitted by the principal and the seniors.

Ike also put on the analysis glasses, but he found that with them, he could only see the fighter moving very quickly, without the slow motion and data sharing that "Saiko" provides.

"Individual maneuver begins!" The middle-aged officer read it out again, and his clear voice resounded throughout the venue.

With his order, nearly a hundred iron-blooded soldiers armed with energy weapons scattered in all directions, and their bodies were suddenly covered with black armor.

"Razor SD44!" Ike's eyes lit up.

Razor SD44 protective clothing, the best in armor.

Unlike the bulky bayonet series, the razor suit maximizes the armor and improves the protective material, while also undergoing hydrogen-powered acceleration.

This makes soldiers much more mobile on the battlefield and their survival rate much higher.

This suit is of the top-tier type, and the soldier can even single-handedly take on a mech, provided that it is not very powerful, of course.

The soldiers in razor suits divided into four rows and began to move irregularly around the venue, shooting at each other with their energy weapons in their hands.

However, due to their excellent mobility, few were hit. Even if it is really hit, under the strong protection of the razor suit, there is no damage.

Looking at the energy rays shooting out in the venue, all kinds of colorful colored lights filled the space, and all the freshmen opened their mouths wide.

That's!

However, they knew that the seats and the rostrum were equipped with energy shields, and they had nothing to do.

ps: From 11 o'clock to now, after all, it hasn't been able to go against the sky, it's still a few minutes away.

This book focuses on arms and war, and although it is written about the East Point Military Academy, I am not prepared to write much about college life. And from this chapter onwards, the slow heat phase of the book is coming to an end.

So many weapons have been written before, and now they are finally going to appear on the battlefield.