113 Maintenance Operations (I)

"Hmm......" Lin Hao let out a groan, his hand unconsciously covered his forehead, and his facial muscles were slightly twisted.

"Looks like the amount of alcohol is still not good!" Rubbing his faint temples, Lin Hao sat up against the wall. After a long while, he froze the picture in front of him and said self-deprecatingly.

In the middle of a large room, there is a table. The table was very messy, and many of the wine bottles lying around were still dripping with liquor.

"Ah~" yawned, Lin Hao lifted the blanket covering his body, stood up on the sofa, controlled his mental power to turn along the meridians a few times to help digestion, and all kinds of discomfort caused by drinking alcohol was also reduced a lot. On the sofa, Wang Jian and several other big men were still snoring. It seems that Yunmeng should have done this. However, it is not easy for a weak woman to do this.

Looking at Wang Jian, who was sleeping, Lin Hao shook his head helplessly and pushed open the door of the room.

In the vast field, mechs and spaceships were neatly arranged. It's just that the equipment is more or less damaged.

"Big brother, you're awake." Lin Hao did a few stretching exercises, and a somewhat shy voice came. Lin Hao turned his head to see that Yun Meng was wearing a pair of electronic detection glasses used to repair equipment and equipment, with long silky red hair coiled behind his head, and was climbing down the climbing stairs of a mecha.

"yes, I'll be active here when I wake up." Lin Hao agreed with a smile, glanced at the machine repair box that Yun Meng was carrying, and looked up at the mecha that was more than ten meters tall. "Were you repairing a mecha just now?"

"yes, these guys are like playing with their lives when they are trained, and the big machinery and equipment are also breaking down very quickly. Ten of us can only repair five mechs a day. So this time the league has added some manpower. But for hundreds of teams per ship, this is a drop in the bucket. Yun Meng sorted out the machine repair box and walked towards the other mecha. After looking at it with detection glasses, a pair of willow eyebrows suddenly wrinkled. "These guys are so annoying. The mecha was so badly damaged! ”

That group of guys naturally refers to those in the Mecha Combat Brigade.

"Need my help?" Lin Hao looked at this mecha and asked lightly. Under the scanning of spiritual power, the structure of this mecha was completely presented in front of Lin Hao. Lin Hao, who has a certain understanding of mechas, naturally knows where the mecha is damaged.

"No need, the eldest brother is new to the city, and he doesn't know much about mechanical maintenance, just watch from the sidelines." Yun Meng said as he took out a guide remover from the machine repair box.

"Buzz......" Yun Meng walked around the back of the mecha, holding a guide emitting a soft blue light, and scanned an area behind the mecha's legs a few times. Suddenly, there were many gaps in the smooth metal surface, presumably the joints.

Finding the connection, Yunmeng put on a pair of gloves, and there were many sensing devices on the palms and fingertips of the gloves. Yun Meng, who was wearing gloves, pressed his hand on the mecha. Suddenly, a piece of metal was sucked down and suspended one centimeter away from the glove, revealing the different colored lines inside. There are many burned metal wires between the complex lines.

"Hmm......" Yun Meng's brows furrowed slightly. Usually, this kind of maintenance work is usually done by two people. One is responsible for towing the metal blocks, and the other is responsible for connecting the lines. But now that I'm alone, it's really a bit difficult.

Just when Yunmeng was at a loss, the metal lines were restored to good condition and the connection was slowly established. Yun Meng turned his head to see that a focused face was holding two remote connection rods to pull the lines.