Jiao Haoren looked at the TF-L, which was one size bigger than him, from the holographic helmet of MF-4L, and his jaw was about to fall off!

"This time it was the armor of the T series that participated in the assessment? And this TF-L is still the oldest armor in the T series, right? So he said he was climbing the wall? How did you climb it?! Jiao Haoren couldn't believe it, he controlled the MF-4L to run to the window, looked down at the wall, and found that there were traces of heavy crushing on both sides of the heavy steel column, and at the last place where the TF-L borrowed force, the sparks on the surface of the exposed heavy steel column had just dissipated, because the huge pressure and friction caused the red-hot red steel, and it had not had time to fade!

After seeing this scene, Jiao Haoren finally reacted: it turned out that Hao Sanshui climbed up through this load-bearing steel pillar.

But after knowing it, he was even more incomprehensible!

"I can climb up in the MF-4L, and it doesn't take a lot of strength. But can a 40 or 50-ton behemoth like TF-L climb up? If I'm not mistaken, the TF-L's control system hurts, and is it really capable of pushing its massive fuselage? The T series is notoriously difficult to control, so how did Hao Sanshui manage to make the coordination of the TF-L complete this extremely demanding climb? ”

At this time, Jiao Haoren couldn't figure out how Hao Sanshui did it for a while, and after his brother Jiao Zuoren reacted, he looked at TF-L, who was standing there calmly as if he was nothing, and suddenly remembered the attitude before Hao Sanshui's exam this morning, and suddenly understood in his heart.

"Isn't that the same way I felt before the morning exam?"

"This kind of feeling is not even self-confidence, but it is more casual than self-confidence!"

After Hao Sanshui came to the 22nd floor, he didn't do anything, just stood there motionless. Instead, before everyone thought that the next step would be the actual combat assessment, they observed the solidity of the ground through the TF-L analysis system.

After all, no matter how you say it, now is not a real combat assessment on the ground.

Although the house of this era is as solid as a rock, the TF-L40, 50-ton bulky fuselage may also cause damage to the steel structure of the floor slab when it is in rapid motion, so it will not be good if it breaks through the floor slab at that time.

However, after Hao Sanshui observed, he found that the stability of the ground was still fully capable of this actual battle, so he didn't think much about anything else.

"Then can we start the actual combat assessment now?" Hao Sanshui looked at the only person in front of him who was wearing individual armor, and he didn't need to ask much to know.

Jiao Haoren turned sideways to look at the behemoth standing beside him, took a deep breath, and clenched his fists.

"It's time to go."

When Jiao Haoren saw Hao Sanshui driving the TF-L and climbed up from the outside, he already realized that what he just said might be a little arrogant, because Hao Sanshui really didn't want to be a student who couldn't hold on in a few seconds. However, Jiao Haoren has also taught armor courses for so many years, so he still has some self-confidence, and his self-confidence allows him to control the MF-4L and walk towards the fighting arena on the 22nd floor without partition walls.

TF-L followed behind, although Hao Sanshui had slowed TF-L's pace as slowly as possible, but the steel structure under his feet began to show the phenomenon of shaking up and down, which made the Z researchers who were still in surprise next to him feel a trace of fear.

"If the ground falls, it's okay."

Tang Xingzhi put down his white hood, put away his mobile phone, and saw that TF-L had left, and couldn't help but complain in his heart. Then he took out a mapping glasses from his pocket, put them on and caught up with the TF-L, looked up at the side armor of the TF-L, and entered the TF-L into the mapping glasses, comparing the parameters of the TF-L in the database.

"The maximum height of the front is 3120mm, the maximum width of the front is 2530mm, and the maximum width of the side is 1200mm."

Although there is an error in the comparison results, they are within the margin of error.

"This is really the TF-L, and it is only a TF-L with a simple alloy knife, without any external power enhancement devices, and without any modifications, it can be said to be the oldest version."

"That's weird, the oldest version of the TF-L probably doesn't have the tools to climb the building, so how did he climb up?" Tang Xingzhi thought about it, and looked back at the window that had a whole broken window, where the cool breeze was blowing.

She was afraid of heights, and her shoulders trembled.

"Forget it, knowing that TF-L can climb walls, in the individual armor database, add this additional note to TF-L."

She immediately agreed with her idea, entered her account password, logged in to the page of individual armor data editing, and added a small sentence at the bottom of the TF-L armor diagram.

"Note: The TF-L may have a climbing function depending on the user?"

……

At 12:00, the actual combat assessment officially began.

TF-L and MF-4L stand facing each other, ten meters apart.

Jiao Haoren explained the rules.

"It only takes you a minute to hold on to me, and you will be able to pass this assessment, so that you can officially graduate and obtain the qualification of the Hub Mercenary!" Jiao Haoren said, adding: "But now in front of you is a teacher who has taught armor combat for so many years, if you want to last a minute, it is not so easy." But there is still good news for you, I will not use all my strength, but you should not take it lightly, you should think about how you will spend this long minute under my hands now! ”

"Well, I see." Hao Sanshui said easily, TF-L stretched out his right arm gently, raised his right hand arm, and stretched out his mechanical index finger and middle finger: "But there are two things I still have to say." ”

"What?" Jiao Haoren asked.

"You don't need to deliberately put the concept of "one minute" into my mind, this may be your forte against ordinary students, but for me it is just a futile speech, this is the first point I hope you can understand. Hao Sanshui said to Jiao Haoren like an elder.

Jiao Haoren's tone froze, he didn't know what to say, because what Hao Sanshui said was completely correct, what he wanted to do just now was to grind out Hao Sanshui's other thoughts and reduce his combat effectiveness. And now it's been discovered!

"Two." Haosan said quietly: "Although you are also a little panicked in your heart, there is no need to make any cover-ups. Otherwise, as you just said, when you say "you won't fight me with all your might", it means that you have panicked and started to find a way out for yourself. ”

Jiao Haoren listened, and saw through MF-4L that the people around him began to look at him with surprised eyes, and suddenly felt a little angry in his heart: "It seems that you know a lot of things?" ”

"If you win the award, you can just treat others in the way of others."

"Hehe, that's good. I'll see how you fight me! ”

"That's good, fighting is fighting, if you don't go all out, you make excuses for yourself, that's not what mercenaries in our era should do."

At 12:01, the glowing white sun hung over the dreary city of steel.

Hao Sanshui didn't do any other tactical moves, just rushed towards the MF-4L, and simply threw a punch. And this seemingly simple fist is so strong. Jiao Haoren was also about to do an evasive move, but found that this simple fist could not be avoided.

"So fast!"

Shocked, he hurriedly put his hands in front of his chest.

"Bang!"

A huge impact sound resounded in this layer, and in order to remove the heavy impact force, the footsteps of the composite armor casting rubbed the ground, drawing two sparks that slid backwards for four or five meters in a row, and at the same time, TF-L's fist came again!

It's still impossible to dodge, not because MF-4L or Jiao Haoren's reaction ability is not good, but because TF-L's punch speed is too fast, so fast that in MF-4L's analysis, even if he sees this huge fist, he can't help Jiao Haoren analyze how to dodge in a short time. So the emergency system pulled Jiao Zuoren's arm and made a block again!

The strength of the MF-4L's loaded arms can be said to be very strong, but in front of the fist bones cast by TF-L super alloy steel, it is only a competition between the spear and the shield, and it is definitely not the opponent of TF-L!

"Sting!" The fist and arm were exchanged, and the piercing sound of friction suddenly broke out.

Jiao Haoren was already panicking, his body weight pressed forward, ready to use TF-L's fist power to do another backward action, and then roll back one after another, widening the distance between him and TF-L, and then try to use maneuver and agility to knock down this TF-L.

"Too young." Hao Sanshui sighed in his heart: "What is this?" Is the strength of the mercenaries already like this now? No wonder there are only three cities left that have been beaten by monsters. ”

Jiao Haoren misassessed TF-L's strength, and even considered the trajectory of TF-L's fist power catharsis, resulting in not only did not succeed in retreating, but because the center of gravity was pressed forward, he resisted TF-L's all-out attack this time!

TF-L's fist power is hundreds of kilograms, except for the E-level armor of the three major manufacturers of ZMS, which can barely resist, the land model of MF-4L cannot be stopped. So under this blow, MF-4L's arms were directly swung open, both arms were thrown back, and the empty door was opened at the same time as TF-L's hands clamped the forearms, MF-4L couldn't move, and TF-L's very deterrent front triangle head slammed forward.

"Boom!" There was another violent impact.

Is the defense of the head of the MF-4L an opponent of the TF-L? Under this attack, the armor of the head was shattered, the oil pressure inside the armor leaked, the emergency system was turned on instantly, the MF-4L exploded in the back, and the sweaty Jiao Haoren was directly ejected and flew off the ground 10 meters away, wiping the dust on the ground and flying upside down, after rolling more than a dozen times, it hit the tempered glass on the opposite side, stirring up a piece of dust, and directly fell into a coma.

TF-L then released the arms that clamped MF-4L.

The MF-4L fell, towering in place, emitting green smoke and burning silently, emitting a pungent smell. Everyone present was speechless.

It wasn't until a few breaths later that my brain reacted like a bell.

"This ......"

"That's the end of it?"

"Jiao Haoren didn't even last a minute, and then he was ejected like this MF-4L!?"

Hao Sanshui stood up, condescendingly at the smoke-emitting MF-4L, and then at Jiao Haoren, who was unconscious in the distance, but not in danger of his life, and then sighed heavily.

"If you don't even turn off the emergency system, can you still call it a mercenary?"

Everyone couldn't understand, and then Hao Sanshui said to Jiao Zuoren, who was standing there sluggishly: "When he wakes up, you have to tell him that before buying any armor, you must forcibly turn off the emergency system at the beginning, so that you can save 3% of the power of the core, and also avoid the current situation of champagne stoppers bouncing off." ”