"Bell!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

With a series of blows coming from the school field, Locke retreated in defeat, and the armor on the attacker's chest was also deeply sunk, on the other hand, Yang Lei, whose left arm, which had already lost his ability to maneuver during the fight, had long since fallen to where it had fallen, and it could not be found at all from the parts all over the ground.

At this time, the two standard models of NA03 have completely lost the possibility of being repaired, even if they are these two seemingly inconspicuous low-end raiders in the military MS, the cost is as high as hundreds of thousands of federal guilders, it seems that this unexpected compensation will be deducted from his salary, thinking of the meager service salary in the army, Maibo's heart is dripping blood! However, he immediately put himself in his shoes, he found such a perverted super soldier seedling, and when he got the standard issued by the military region this year, he must have a big bonus!

"Extinguish!"

Just as he was pondering, he only heard an angry shout from the field, and looked around, at this time, the assaulter under Yang Lei's feet jumped up suddenly, and landed directly and steadily in front of Locke after taking off a few meters, this action is obviously very difficult for the challenger with only one leg, but when they saw that the assaulter did not move at all under Yang Lei's control, everyone was surprised.

"What a co-ordination!"

Coordination, that is, the micro-control of all links in the process of mecha movement, speed, strength and power output must be just right, closely connected, in other words, the difficult jump just now by ordinary students will undoubtedly have an indecent scene of dog eating. Coordination can be said to be the most difficult one in addition to nerve response training, because in addition to the pilot's own muscle endurance, technical movement proficiency, and body center of gravity balance, it also requires excellent psychological quality.

In Yang Lei's view, the challenger is undoubtedly the best in its own coordination among all the combat MS in the military, because the heavy body coupled with the stable lower plate can make its center of gravity not easily deviate, of course, the military has also designed a spider-like multi-legged mecha specifically for this situation, but this is obviously not a good choice for pilots with dense phobia.

In short, on the one hand, coordination stems from the feel and proficiency that pilots have developed in controlling mecha all year round, and on the other hand, it depends on the ability of the brain and body to coordinate the mecha operating system, and the brain is always the most complex constituent organization of human beings.

Yang Lei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled at Locke in front of him, it seems that he has mastered the free release and contraction of spiritual power now, at the moment, he controlled the assaulter to stretch out the slender mechanical arm, buckle Locke, who was moving slowly because of physical exhaustion at this time, grabbed the back of his head, and slammed his knees, na03 staggered back a few steps on the spot after being hit, and finally fell to the ground weakly.

Looking at Locke lying on the ground with an unbelievable appearance, Yang Lei beat his chest with the only remaining arm, signaling that he could fight again.

"Not coming!" Locke, who tried to stand several times, never succeeded, he simply lay down on the ground, looked at the blue sky, and said with a sloppy gaze: "You pervert, you have completely defeated me in both the game and reality!" This ...... Now you're satisfied! ”

With that, he fell into childhood memories.

"You remember, you have the blood of the Locke family in your veins, and you are my son of Wren!"

"Bastard, training has only stopped for such a short time, what is this hard work now? Waiting for the battlefield is a dead end! ”

"Mom, why can't I play with other children after I finish my homework?"

"Child, you are different from them, you have the mission of the Locke family on your shoulders, you are born for the battlefield......"

Thinking about it, a few drops of crystal liquid slipped from the corners of Locke's eyes, and he muttered, "I'm sorry, mother, but in the end, I still lost......"

Seeing Locke like a puddle of mud, Yang Lei turned around indifferently, looking at the figure who was frightened of himself in the corner of the platform, he slowly raised his remaining right hand, and finally gradually clenched it into an iron fist.

"He won!" Seeing Yang Lei's action, Tang Qian lost her voice. After a while, she looked at the tall figure like Optimus Prime standing on the school ground, and her eyes couldn't help but moisten.

The crowd cheered in unison, and even the Shar Pei had a proud smile on his face.

"See, this is the soldier brought out by Lao Tzu!"

Scanning the people on the platform, Yang Lei smiled, and the next moment, those cheers were gradually stretched in his ears, and then lengthened...... The eyelids were like a thousand pounds, and at this time, Yang Lei's brain also felt like a splitting pain.

"Oops, mentally overdrawn!"

This is Yang Lei's last sentence before he fell into a coma, when he finished saying this, he fell asleep deeply, this sleep is three days and three nights, as if the world is eternal, and the sea is dry and rotten.

When I opened my heavy eyes, I saw that the white ceiling was introduced, but unlike what I imagined, there was no pungent smell of formalin in the ICU ward, instead of it was an intoxicating smell similar to incense, and the keen sense of smell suddenly made Yang Lei's heart chuckle, this is the smell of perfume on a woman's body!

The pain did not go away, and there seemed to be tinnitus, Yang Lei sat up and looked around at everything, indicating that it was very unfamiliar, but the bottle of glucose hanging above his head indicated that he was in the infirmary at this time, and it happened that the bottle of glucose injection was only the last drop, and then he pulled out the plug and came to the ground.

As soon as he landed, Yang Lei felt a burst of pressure on the bladder in his body, thinking that he should not have urinated during the period of coma, and then he walked weakly towards the bathroom in slippers.

A female nurse in a white uniform, sitting on the toilet at the moment, her eyes wide, Bai Huahua's buttocks were exposed to the air, staring at Yang Lei's face that she didn't wake up, her face immediately turned red, and Yang Lei didn't react for a while, standing at the door and looking, only to see the nurse burying her face in the neckline.

"I'm sure I haven't woken up yet, I'll go back and sleep again!"

After speaking, Yang Lei, the cunning old fritter, slammed the door shut, jumped on the hospital bed with three times and five divided by two, covered his head with a quilt, and didn't hear any movement from the outside world for a long time, so he couldn't help but fall asleep again.

Yang Lei seemed to want to make up for all the lazy sleep since the beginning of the month, making slight snoring sounds and dreams from time to time.

"Pink...... Lace ......"