Although he is a member of the Changsha Five Tigers like Guchos, Gist's personal training time and habits are different from the big brother who brought him up at the beginning, he is used to training every night, in the dead of night, a person in the underground training ground driving the mecha, trying to challenge his muscles and technical limits one by one, just so lonely to face his heart, he likes this state. And in such a state, he will feel that he can improve rapidly.

When practicing with great engagement, Gist often felt that the time had only passed for a moment, and the sky had already dawned. Therefore, every time he practiced until the night, it became a natural retention item for him.

On this day, as usual, Gist practiced until six o'clock in the morning, and with a tired body and excited spirit, he casually found a breakfast shop to fill his stomach, then took a shower, and fell asleep peacefully.

I slept very easily and comfortably, without any stress at all. After every training session, he gets a good night's sleep. Then, he would wake up at two or three o'clock in the afternoon and start the new day.

But what is rare is that this time he was too tired the night before, and the difficulty of the new attempt of the air twist and a half turn and whirlwind slash was too great, so that even after he fell asleep, he still felt that his left hand was so sore. By four o'clock in the afternoon, he had actually woken up, but he still felt that the fingers on his hands were so stiff that he could not move.

"Alas, it seems that it is still not good to be old." He laughed self-deprecatingly, looked at the wardrobe in front of his bed, and muttered, "In the future, I have to reduce the amount of exercise a little bit every day, otherwise, this hand will have to be practiced again." ”

He turned on the radio to himself, listened to the love songs that came out slowly, and then slept for almost two hours in the clear and warm tone of the host, until his left hand was no longer numb, and then he slowly sat up from the bed.

After brushing his teeth, washing his face, and rubbing all his regular skin care products on his face, Gist felt like a promising man again.

According to his plan for today, he will go to the Walking Street to buy himself a few decent clothes and shoes, spend some money on a good meal, watch a movie, and relax.

This was a very relaxed and comfortable holiday, but out of habit, he still installed the communicator behind his ears, connected the holographic projection device with Bluetooth, and connected the signal from Shangguan.

When he saw the situation Shangguan was in now, the key that he had already held in his hand fell to the ground in an instant.

"Stinky boy, how did you get into such a big disaster?" Through the communicator, Gist loudly scolded his nephew.

Seeing that Shangguan was actually in that group of "vampires", his heartbeat instantly accelerated. "Damn, will this guy come back alive?" This is Gist's most direct and realistic idea at this time.

According to Gist's plan, Shangguan was going to the racetrack in the northern suburbs this time, just to sneak in and verify the location of Yang Nana's location, and then the machine association would dispatch a special operation team to find a night to rescue her. But what he never expected was that what Shangguan encountered outside the northern suburbs this time was such a high-profile scene as the "Vampire Gathering".

And Gist is also very worried that after encountering these perverts, Shangguan will not be able to come back alive.

I saw that the young man in Shangguan was still calmly following Bian Que's side, listening to the other party's orders with a respectful face. The woman named Bian Que didn't see anything to do with the young man, so she waved her hand and said, "Okay, then you go out first, go and guard your gate, it's nothing to do anyway." ”

Shangguan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but just as he turned around and was about to walk out, he was knocked down by a huge wall, and his whole not tall figure was hit and bounced back at once, flying a short distance in the air, and then bounced to the floor.

He looked up and saw that it was the redbearded boss Captain Peak who he had bumped into.

Captain Peak was wearing dark red jeans today, with two long straps pulled over his shoulders, and the trouser pocket was like a fishnet netting his fat belly. Just now, Shangguan just hit the top of the belly, as if he had hit a wall, and was knocked back to the ground.

"Boy, who told you to come to this backyard?" Captain Peak changed his usual indifferent attitude, straightened his face, and his voice also carried a questioning tone.

"I ...... I ......" Shangguan said two "I" in a row, but he still couldn't find a suitable excuse. At this time, how he wished that he had a dexterous and changeable tongue that could face everything in front of him smartly.

"Hmph, he was found by me, what's the problem?" Fortunately, at this moment, the overage Grandma Bian Que, oh, no, should be called Sister Bian Que, fortunately at this time she spoke, walked in front of Captain Peak, pointed at his nose and scolded: "Why, I rarely met a handsome guy who looks quite pleasing to the eye, ask him to help me carry something, what problems do you have!" ”

Captain Peak still looked like a fox and a fake tiger when he faced Shangguan, but he didn't expect that after a while, as soon as he turned to Sister Bian Que's side, he suddenly weakened, and said in a gentle tone: "Sister Bian Que, she is not from our alliance. ”

"Hmph, what's wrong, when I asked him to help me get something, how do I know if he's from the Alliance." Bian Que said unreasonably, "Anyway, I took the initiative to find him, and this young man is not wrong, you can't embarrass him because of this." ”

"Don't embarrass me...... Captain Peak said with a bitter look on his face, "You also know that the person who has seen our Blood Alliance gathering can't still keep him in this world. ”

The Vampire Gathering is an extremely secret piece of information in the Lone Alliance, and it is impossible for outsiders to see it. According to past experience, the only way out for the people I see is "death".

"Don't tell me these big things," Bian Que walked up to the big black bag on the ground, then picked it up, and said, "If that's the case, then we won't do this deal today." In the future, your alliance will not make any transactions with my wife Bian Que. ”

The volume of this sentence was not loud, but it pierced the hearts of everyone present like a needle. The men and women who were still holding wine glasses just now put down the wine vessels in their hands at this time, and stepped forward to plead: "Captain Peak, you still have to be cautious about this matter." ”

Seeing the scene in front of him, even Gist, who was just watching the holographic video remotely, couldn't sit still, he got up from his chair, picked up the glass of warm boiled water that was already cold next to him, poured himself a sip and drank it.

Goo-dong, goo-dong. He drank most of the glass of water in one gulp, but, even so, there was a thirst in his throat at this point.

The situation in front of him was too dangerous, and he had no possibility of calming down at all.

You know, the vampire unit is the exclusive guard of the Lone Alliance, in order not to violate the human rights protection law stipulated by the Mecha Association and other forces, to the outside world claims to be the people who have been rescued from all kinds of people who have committed suicide in various places, through their special training, these people become stronger, and the use of the chain armor control system can allow them to carry out simple and powerful mecha piloting operations.

But having said that, whether all of these people were "rescued" from suicide is a question that only the top managers of the Lonely Alliance will know.

The so-called "connected mecha control system" no longer adopts the traditional console and light mouse mode in the cockpit, but connects the sensing device to the human body, and the driver does any action in the mecha body, and the mecha will be realistically restored. The advantage of this driving method is that it is easy to learn and quick to use, which is equivalent to the "automatic transmission" in driving technology, but the disadvantage is also obvious, since it is to imitate the driver's operation, the action of the mecha is unlikely to be faster than the driver's own physical fitness.

For example, if the driver can swing 30 swords in a minute, but the limit of the mecha itself is 50 swords, then under this foolish control, the performance of the mecha will be degraded to the effect level of "30 swords per second".

Because of this, in the mecha world, even the mecha control method is rarely chosen by professional pilots, and every pilot will put the driving efficiency ratio in a more important position, and put the issue of comfort aside.

But for the "bloodsuckers" of the Lonely Alliance, it's a different story. Many of them originally only existed in the remote corners of the world, so that it was difficult to even survive, and it was impossible for them to get in touch with the foundation and possibility of mecha piloting training, and after using this method, they could quickly learn mecha piloting, and in the shortest possible time, they could convert manpower into combat effectiveness.

And the horror of the "vampires" is not in their numbers, but in their "death". In order to cultivate the strongest combat power in the most perverted way, the Lone Alliance will provide the "vampires" with a liquid called "fairy water", which is like a drug, and it will be addictive after drinking, which can enable the alliance to control every "vampire" it has cultivated, and at the same time, the fairy water will also continuously strengthen the speed and strength of the human body.

Of course, everything has a price. The cost of this steady and continuous enhancement is the body and life of each vampire.

Like drug addicts, vampires will gradually lose weight, become less and less like a person, and eventually, after about two years of "service", they will suddenly burst out of strange diseases and die in a few days.

It was such a brutal and violent way that the inhuman and bloody part of the Lone League was created, the Vampire Commandos.