Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Contest of Strength
SE00 Windranger!
Wind, the meaning of walking in the wind, as the name suggests, it also means that the designer gave it the idea, speed! It can be said that the model SE00 Windranger is based on the research of the SCOO Raider, and the high-density titanium alloy fuselage covered on the surface is not only extremely strong in terms of impact resistance, but also has better toughness after being mixed with special chemical materials, and it is worth noting that it uses more of the core technology of the Sniper V20 engine, after all, the latter is known as the "Scout Cavalry" title in modern weapons is not groundless.
"Connect the radar detection system to check whether the overall equipment of the cabin is ......operating normally," Yang Lei, who brought a headset, turned on the light brain and said, at present, the three standard models of the military mecha are equipped with light brain settings, and this alone is incomparable with civilian mechas.
"The radar system is connected, and the entire equipment in the cabin is functioning normally......"
Before the cold and jerky voice in Guang's head finished speaking, Yang Lei stretched out his finger and turned it off directly. First of all, the significance of the airborne optical brain is nothing more than to remind the pilot how to correctly drive the mecha, and secondly, it is to be able to remind the pilot in time of the operation of various parts of the mobile suit under the pilot's feet during the battle, so the average person is very dependent on the optical brain.
But when Yang Lei sat in the cockpit of the mecha on the first day, Asimov had warned him that the light brain only played an auxiliary role, and it relied on the pilot's brain at the critical moment on the battlefield where the war was raging.
This is the difference between the light brain and the human brain!
"Do you know that you have no way back?" Sitting in the spacious and comfortable driver's seat of the Windranger, Dongfang Huang said to himself coldly, it seems that he has finally aroused Yang Lei's fighting spirit, and brought the latest research and development of the simulated helmet, and soon, he also entered the state.
This kind of analog helmet invented by the high-end designers of the Federation can not only play a good role in protecting the pilot's head, but also the 'Eagle Eye' program installed in the synthetic chip can also perfectly automatically identify and focus, so as to lock the enemy pilot, no blind corners, high precision!
"Get ready to fight your back!"
Dongfang Huang, who was full of confidence, shouted in a high-pitched voice through the microphone, and then rushed over with an arrow step, and a wave of air suddenly rolled up in the supply base covering an area of thousands of square meters, and even the cement floor couldn't help but fly stone chips.
"That's a lot of movement speed!"
As soon as Dongfang Huang's words fell in everyone's ears, the Windranger he was driving had already come to Yang Lei with a surprise attack, and the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand had already slashed down diagonally, and the airflow that cut through the sky shook rapidly.
"Is this what it's called...... Sonic?! ”
Yang Lei stared at the windranger in front of him, turned off the light brain and did not appear again The danger warning, in fact, in many cases, the pilot would be distracted by the voice prompt of the light brain in the face of that sudden attack, even if it was a little, it was enough to pose a decisive threat to this peak duel!
"Boom!" With a bang, the giant sword in the sniper's hand quickly blocked the top of his head, making a deafening sound of metal colliding, and sparks flew everywhere.
Sure enough, compared to the hot weapons such as laser guns and machine guns, cold weapons are more powerful! Yang Lei felt that although the former was lethal and had a wide range of damage, it was not suitable for close combat after all, and furthermore, there was an unwritten rule in the Federation, unless it was on a battlefield full of gunpowder, if two pilots agreed on a duel, then both sides of the duel must only use cold weapons.
Since ancient times, force has been the most direct way to solve problems.
"It is worthy of being a ranger in the mecha world, and the reaction speed and fuselage coordination are really extraordinary!"
Yes, Yang Lei was a little excited, he had never controlled a sniper for the first time, he felt such a fast reaction speed, he used to think that the assaulter was already very agile, but he didn't expect that now he would be able to use such a freewheeling mecha, for a while, his mood was a little irrepressible excited, and he almost forgot the exhaustion of his body.
It's just that after such a short confrontation, Yang Lei immediately cleverly summed up the characteristics of the four major models in the long history of the Federation from ancient times to the present.
The Na03 feels great and is easy to control. SC00, strong resistance to hits, high damage. AB01, quick reaction speed, good fuselage coordination. As for the NA01 Challenger, which has declined, it has a solid skeleton and a stable chassis.
In general, these models have their own autumn colors, but I don't know when the unfamiliar model in front of me was produced, could it be a new model newly introduced within the Federal Army?
Although the light brain is turned off, after connecting the radar system, Yang Lei can still see things in his blind spot through the display screen, and he can see that Dongfang Huang's crazy knife in the picture is gradually suppressing downward, slowly exerting force, so that the advantages and disadvantages of the engines of the two mecha can be seen at a glance.
This sniper, which has not been used on the battlefield in Thomson's mouth, is indeed very well maintained, the interior is new, and the wear and tear of the engine is very light, but it is still not as good as the high-horsepower core device of the Windranger, the two mechs are like wild bulls in the arena to compete, their respective engines let out a deep roar, and the sniper under Yang Lei's feet directly stepped on the concrete ground with both feet and fell into it slightly.
Seeing this, Locke secretly said that it was not good! In his opinion, this situation tests not only the strength of the performance of the mecha on both sides, but also the determination of the pilot, and now, it is Yang Lei's turn to make a decision, if the situation continues to be such a stalemate, then in the end he will become a lamb slaughtered by Dongfang Huang on the chopping board because of the loss of physical strength.
Eyes staring at the blade in the picture, Yang Lei's biceps muscles are trembling, this kind of simulated action recognition will automatically disperse the resistance of their respective mecha to the pilot's body, that is to say, the snipers and windrangers on the field now seem to be two steel giants in a short handover, and the pilot in the body is not much of a threat, in fact, if Yang Lei dares to relax his skin, the blade above his head will cut directly into the cabin, as for whether the airbags and safety measures in the cabin can play a role, That's hard to say......
Since his body couldn't move, he had to use his spirit to control it, condensing the mental power in his mind, Yang Lei quickly focused his attention on Dongfang Huang's blade.
The undercurrent of surging spiritual power swept through the mad knife in the Windranger's hand, and the air had become distorted invisibly, and the air flow made a gurgling sound.
In fact, Dongfang Huang was not using his own telekinesis to support himself, he didn't expect that such an excellent performance of the Windranger could not directly cut off the opponent's giant sword, what element did this guy inject into his sword, telekinesis?
"Oh my God, Windranger is backing up!"
Finally, when Yang Lei was almost about to use up most of his mental power, the mad knife in Fengxing's hand still loosened back a few centimeters, in front of two mecha tens of meters high, this was at best a trace of distance, but it was this trace of distance that gave Yang Lei a chance to turn over.
One blow, then decline, three and exhaustion!
The green muscles burst out, and Yang Lei's cheeks bulged out, and after the sniper's feet slammed into the ground by an inch, he suddenly exerted his strength, and squeezed away the Windranger's crazy knife with the inertia of the buffer.
"How long did he just hold out at the limit of such a collision of pure power?" Tian Feng asked himself: "Two minutes? ”
Zhang Tie on the side was already dumbfounded.
"Boss...... It's the boss, and his demeanor hasn't diminished back then! (To be continued.) )