Chapter 32: Impossible

It's a tired, nervous bunch, but they have all the qualities of a warrior, brave, death-defying. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoThey chose to stay for a common goal, and when they were still united, they formed a resounding name - soldiers. These people silently made their own preparations, and from time to time they joked loudly. Little people can also burst into dazzling brilliance in a big war.

The large screen was still showing the battle outside, and the raiders had avoided the battlefield from the other direction, causing the people who wanted to live and die with the Shattered Dome to roar and denounce the actions of the Tsarist team.

On the other side, the three mechs are still working tirelessly, and they have killed two more monsters, although it is better than nothing, but it is also very exciting. Finally there is a group of hunters who are willing to fight until the last moment, and these people are not all bad breeds.

The situation remained inexorably moving in the direction of the worst, with 3 standing rats supporting in the rear; The sixth-level Swift Dragon had already begun to attack the Tianzhou Alliance, and the only three remaining mecha had to face its attack; The remaining five monsters approached the shoreline, and one of them had landed on the shore.

The cannon fire hit its body like a mosquito bite, and its arms were like two huge hammers, constantly ramming the fort. It resembles a chimpanzee so large that it is not an exaggeration to describe it as "King Kong". It felt good to be on the ground, and it sped happily along the mountains on the shore, the vibrations reaching the Shattered Dome.

"The eyes are their only weakness. Lads, show your housekeeping skills. Seeing the scene of the rampaging turtle, an old soldier finally couldn't sit still. He picked up his rifle and swung it and headed outside.

Many people followed him, and slowly more and more people gathered around him.

It is a torrent of weak forces and incomparably strong convictions. They walked towards the gates of the Broken Dome. There were no other voices in the preparation area, and everyone spontaneously joined them. After walking through the last wide passage, they will be outside, and the shell of the Broken Dome will no longer be able to protect them.

A scene of humans fighting monsters with their flesh-and-body is about to unfold.

As they were on their way, a man suddenly stepped out from behind countless parts stacked on top of each other. He was dressed in a hunter's suit, his black hazmat suit reflecting a deep white light from the light.

The group of death-defying men stopped, and they watched the man pass by. Suddenly, one of them shouted, "Storm, what are you going to do here?" ā€

Storm, now Meng Chen is called so by these plot characters.

Meng Chen simply pointed to the huge red mecha in front of him and said, "Pilot the Red Red Storm." ā€

"You're alone, it's impossible to drive the Red Red Storm anymore."

"yes, you've given too much for humanity. It's time for us to protect you. ā€

"It's not okay to barely drive, humans still need hunters like you, you go to the rear."

"yes, let's go!"

Everyone was talking nonsense, but Meng Chen was still holding his helmet and walking forward in his own way. The crowd had come to a complete halt, and all eyes were on him, turning silently as he advanced.

"That's why you want to fight monsters?" Meng Chen's voice came, and his tone was full of disdain. But at this moment, no one contradicted him, not only because what he said was incomparably correct, but also because of his merits.

"How do you drive Red Red Storm alone, his nerve pressure is three times that of an ordinary mecha!" Finally, someone couldn't help but shout. Bearing the nervous pressure of six people in one person is no longer a matter of pushing the limits, this is a move that only a madman would make, and this is a more reckless action than what they do.

Meng Chen's footsteps didn't pause, he still used a steady pace to move towards the Red Red Storm. "If you have time to question, why don't you help me get it done quickly. I'm going to go right away! ā€

The crowd was silent as they watched him enter the mooring tower.

"Quick, boys! Let's all move! The white-haired veteran suddenly roared. Don't let me kick you in the ass. Hurry, hurry! ā€

Everyone woke up like a dream and began to move quickly. The rearmament showed maximum efficiency, with reloading, refueling, and final overhaul all done with the best energy.

Meng Chen entered the wide operation compartment of the Red Red Storm, where there were already panting staff waiting. He was running all the way to remove the cryopreserved spinal clips and synaesthesia helmet.

He helped Meng Chen put on these two pieces of equipment, he looked at Meng Chen with a hopeful gaze and said, "Don't be reckless, we still need you." ā€

Meng Chen nodded noncommittally, and he stood on the motion controller. The motion control component began to automatically attach to his Hunter suit.

"Storm is going to drive Red Red Storm alone." Such voices spread throughout the command center and throughout the Shattered Dome. All eyes are on here. No one can drive it independently from the moment the mech starts, let alone the Red Storm, which requires six pilots.

Is it stupid? Or the last madness in the face of death?

But everyone thinks that even if he can't succeed, he definitely deserves the title of hero.

"It's nonsense!" Hansen's roar erupted in the command center, "He doesn't have to choose this method if he wants to die." Let him come out for me! ā€

Cai Tiantong's holographic head cut into the red storm. "Storm, don't make such a useless attempt, come out quickly, we'll send you away."

Meng Chen replied to Cai Tiantong while giving the final examination to the Red Red Storm. "I'm just a driver now, Tiantong, you can't control my synaesthesia."

"Don't be reckless, come out!" Hansen's voice rang out directly.

"He's starting to have synesthesia with Red Storm!" Cai Tiantong shouted. The entire command center was like a chicken blood, and everyone gathered around the synaesthesia console.

The command center can only control synaesthesia between drivers, and now Red Red Storm has only one driver. He and the mech's synaesthesia command center can't interfere.

Synaesthesia completion is shown on the big screen. There should have been six brain slices there, but now only one is lit. With him at the center, a variety of different devices are connected, including the power core, control center, weaponry, and locomotion system of the mech.

The percentage figure of synaesthesia became the only target for everyone's attention. As the white numbers grew, the icons representing the various mechanisms of the mecha slowly lit up.

"Impossible! Li Duyu, who had been observing from the side, shook his head bitterly. His words immediately caught everyone's attention.