Chapter 3 Fujiwara
Chapter 3 Fujiwara
"Dean, isn't it a little too much to exalt this kid? Mobilize so much manpower and material resources just to verify his ability? ā
"No, how can a peerless figure like Yang Qiongmo have no backhand, as long as this kid has a 1% chance of being her descendant, it is worth our 200% effort to explore. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć InfoBecause humanity needs some new strength. ā
The Mecha Academy of the Seventh District covers an area of hundreds of thousands of acres, and is one of the largest buildings in the Seventh District, and the martial arts arena is the largest venue in the Mecha Academy, with a huge area, hundreds of venues that can be replaced at will, all kinds of cool electronic weapons, and even some prototype mechas, of course, it costs a lot of money (similar to real CF, but both the field and the type of weapons are not a little bit good), it is the favorite of all students, Coming here for a game is the best way for these violent students to relax. Yang Mo is a diehard loyalist here.
"Yang Mo, pay attention, No. 2 is approaching your northeast. Please be prepared for fire suppression. ā
"Yang Mo understands." Yang Mo withdrew his right hand from the wireless earphone and clenched the big sniper in his hand. The big sniper, ******** rifle uses 5.8mm machine gun bullets (heavy bullets), with an effective range of 800m, and can penetrate 100% of the 3mm thick A3 steel plate at a distance of 1000m. This is one of the few weapons that Yang Mo can use.
A mecha figure covered in camouflage appeared in Yang Mo's field of vision.
"The prototype of the A439 Giant Swordsman mecha is good at striking at close range, but it moves slowly and has no long-range attack equipment." Yang Mo recalled the characteristics of this set of mecha in his heart, the crosshair was aimed at the head of the giant sword-type mecha, and the gun was a training bullet, which would not cause casualties, and the system would judge the effect of the attack based on data analysis.
Yang Mo was about to pull the trigger, but the giant sword mecha suddenly turned around, as if with a mocking smile, the light-armored mecha was made in strict accordance with the human form, divided into two parts: the inner skeleton and the outer dress, the inner skeleton is a metal frame similar to the human skeleton, which plays the role of support and buffer, and the outer dress is made of hard alloy, which fully arms the human being. It stands to reason that Yang Mo can't see the expression of the person in the mecha no matter what, but he just has a feeling of being ridiculed.
A sense of crisis came from behind, Yang Mo didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly rolled on the spot, and when he resumed his squatting posture, cold sweat flowed down his back, and he saw several bullet holes closely arranged in the place where he was hiding just now, it was actually a live bullet, if he didn't hide quickly, at least he would be seriously injured.
"Hehe, yes, I actually dodged it." The Greatsword Mecha approached, and the electronic synth sounded.
"Who asked you to come, and you dare to commit murder in the martial arts arena?" Yang Mo tightened the big sniper in his hand, the other party was holding a real gun, a real knife, a sword, although his own training bullet did not hurt them, but it was always a means of self-protection.
"Hey, you don't need to know who we are, anyway, you're not afraid of your academy." The Greatsword Mecha opened his mouth and kindly reminded.
"It's still a big force to put it that way." Yang Mo smiled bitterly, with a desolate feeling in his voice, the muzzle of the gun in his hand lowered a little, as if he had given up struggling, "I just don't know why you want to kill me, a little person." ā
"Little people? You're really good at laughing. The giant sword mecha seemed to be stunned, "Jie Ji, it seems that you still don't know your background, so be it, you can only be a fool." ā
"Idiot." The giant sword mecha man was about to kill this unlucky boy in a chic posture, but an angry roar came from the earphones, the man in the mecha looked around blankly, only to see Yang Mo smile weirdly, his body leaned back, and disappeared in an instant, this battlefield is a simulated field war, Yang Mo was in a dense forest, jumped down the hill, Yang Mo ran a few steps casually, and then disappeared within the scanning range of the mecha, there was no long-range attack, and the giant sword mecha man who couldn't run in the dense forest looked at Yang Mo leaving dumbfounded, What about being caught?
"Idiot, fool, you are embarrassed to say that you are a soldier, even an eighteen-year-old boy can play you like this." The mecha man was standing in place with his head down, bearing the wrath of his superiors, and his ears with headphones were shaken and hurt, "Are you a pig?" Waiting there to be caught? Get back! If you get caught, wipe your own neck, fool! ā
The mecha man shuddered, this is a master who does what he says, if he is caught, he will be finished. The engine buzzed, and the mecha man rushed out like a whirlwind, jumped more than ten meters, got out of the martial arts arena, and ran towards somewhere on campus.
"Someone from the military department? You also found this child? The dean put down the mobile communication device and frowned, "I won't let you harm this child, he is our hope." ā
Yang Mo hid under a big tree, panting desperately. "I can't say anything about this matter, neither Xiaozi nor my father has the ability to deal with this matter, the dean has unknown intentions towards me, maybe this matter was instructed by him." Yang Mo rubbed his head in distress, "I'm just an ordinary student, when have I offended a big person." ā
"Poof." A blue flower bloomed on Yang Mo's combat uniform, and the electronic sound sounded.
"Red Fang Yang Mo, OUT" If it was usual, Yang Mo would definitely stomp his feet angrily, but at this time, he was surrounded by great fear, and he couldn't care about any games.
The panicked Yang Mo waited in place for a while, and as he expected, the security and emergency personnel of several colleges hurried over, checked Yang Mo's body, and then sent him to the dean's office almost compulsorily.
"Kid, I'm sorry for such a thing in the academy, the academy will definitely compensate you." The dean had a kind smile on his face, "Do you know anything about the person who attacked you?" ā
"The other party is wearing an A439 giant sword mecha prototype, which should be the equipment of the martial arts arena, so it is more likely to be a student of our school, well, the characteristics, the limbs are developed, and the mind is simple, otherwise I would not have survived, and he should have an accomplice, long-range attack, but I don't know why he didn't stop me when I escaped."
"Okay, got it, you go out first, you have to say hello to your family recently, stay at school and don't go out, be careful." The dean stood on the table with his arms crossed, his fingers crossed, and his expression solemn.
"Yes, Dean." Yang Mo bowed and walked out of the dean's office.
"Doesn't look like the dean." Yang Mo's eyes flashed, "But no matter who you are, if you want to kill me, you must be prepared to be killed by me." Yang Mo's hands hidden in his sleeves slowly clenched, although he was not a new human, but Yang Mo was not a waste who could be caught and killed by his neck.
Maybe it was the dormant period after the mission failed, Yang Mo was not assassinated again for the next half a month, but his spirit was on the verge of collapse, can you imagine walking on the side of the road, a sweeping aunt with a weapon of mass destruction like the Desert Eagle pinned to her waist, looking at the feelings of everyone around you with vigilant eyes? Although the dean had good intentions, Yang Mo really couldn't stand it. So in the next half month, Yang Mo did not step out of the lounge arranged by the dean for himself, and directly skipped all the classes.
Yang Mo, who felt that life was so good, didn't think about it, until Ziyuan came to tell him that someone had come to kick the gym.
The huge square is full of people, and the flash of the camera and the constantly waving light sticks are like the scene of a concert in a previous life. Yang Mo was taken to the special venue of the student council by Ziyuan, and the two sat down side by side, the surrounding student council members were familiar with the fact that their goddess was staying with other men, and the grave grass of the last person who opened his mouth to stop him was more than a meter high.
"Brother Yang Mo, what are you thinking?" Seeing that Yang Mo was silent in thought, Ziyuan asked curiously.
"Are they students from District 4 schools?" Yang Mo looked at a few students who were performing on the field and asked, "The location of our seventh district is in the former China and part of Mongolia, and the fourth district is in the former southern China, the two districts are separated by about 20,000 kilometers. ā
"I guess that the exploration work of our 7th district will definitely not be much worse than that of the 4th district, so in the near future, there will be outing tasks or activities for us students."
"So we should be prepared." Zi Yuan continued, "It's not for nothing that the academy gives so many preferential treatment to students, in fact, the mortality rate of academy students is second only to that of front-line soldiers, and this outing must be in great danger. ā
"That's right." Yang Mo hesitated for a moment, "If you are on the list, remember to pull me, and I will go with you." You know, my brain is pretty good. ā
Ziyuan looked at Yang Mo with autumn-like eyes, and was about to say something, when the lights on the field suddenly went out, and two dazzling searchlights cruised through the entire square, and finally concentrated on a spearman wearing A403 in the center of the field, the blue spear flashed cold light in the spotlight, the streamlined fuselage was slightly rhythmic, and the twin-turbine power engine behind it made a huge noise, obviously warming up, cheers, applause sounded wildly, and it was impossible to suppress. Even for students, not everyone can touch a mecha and control a mecha, but for these children who have grown up with mechas, the desire for mecha is stronger than that of ordinary people.
The mecha in the field stretched out his right hand and pressed it down, and the sound in the field stopped abruptly.
"Who's this?" Yang Mo asked.
"The captain of the visiting team of the First Mecha Academy in the Fourth District has a good skin, and he is gentle and golden, and he has successfully become a popular in our academy in the past few days in your house." Shion said lightly. Yang Mo felt that something was wrong, as if he was a little jealous, or vigilant, but he didn't know what was going on, so he had to give up and continue to look at the field in a daze.
"Next, I would like to invite Shion, the president of the student union of our school, to come on the field and have a friendly exchange with Captain Fujiwara." The deafening sound echoed in the square, Yang Mo looked at Ziyuan in surprise, the latter shrugged his shoulders indifferently, Yang Mo found out that Ziyuan was wearing a combat uniform inlaid with gold wire today, which was a symbol of the top ten strength of the school-level mecha in actual combat.
The two walked to the field under the gaze of thousands of people, Ziyuan changed his usual liveliness, looked steady and dignified, walked to the dressing area with Yang Mo, stood quietly, the metal inner skeleton slowly closed, shrouded Ziyuan, Yang Mo started the mecha installation system, several manipulators installed the mecha outer wear on the inner skeleton at a dazzling speed, and the red A201 knight-type (with a one-handed round shield and a one-handed long sword, good at tug-of-war mecha) mecha appeared in front of everyone.
"The dress is complete, and the mecha performance test is underway."
"The mecha is performing well, and the power system is being tested."
"The powertrain is intact,...... Testing"
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āā¦ā¦ Intact and in defensive testing. ā
"Alarm, alarm, a crack was found in the mecha's right leg, and the defense was affected, and the mecha's defense is expected to decrease by 30%."
Yang Mo's brows suddenly furrowed.
"Girl, can you change the set?"
"Someone is yin against me, and it's the same for changing sets, besides, I won't necessarily lose." Shion's eyes glowed dangerously.
"Then be careful, I'll be here to watch."
"Well," Zi Yuan happily agreed, "Brother Yang Mo is the best"
However, the neutral electronic synthesis sound listened to Yang Mo's ears...... No love.