Chapter Thirty-Eight: Cooking Without Rice

"Damn it!"

At the PPDC headquarters in Hong Kong, the black general Pantcoster looked at the monitor that turned into snowflakes and slapped the table in annoyance.

It's not the first time that a monster has used fake death to sneak attack the Skua mecha!

The last time, it was off the coast of Alaska five years ago, the actor Beckett and his brother Yang Xi, driving the "Dangerous Wanderer" to be ordered to destroy the monster, but they were attacked by the monster fake death, and Beckett's brother died tragically on the spot, which caused a huge blow to Beckett.

It was precisely because of this incident that Beckett was directly disqualified as a pilot and expelled from the PPDC, and it was also the beginning of the mecha being targeted by the monster to destroy the cockpit plan, if it wasn't for Pant Coaster to find him again five years later, Beckett would probably never have been able to untie this knot.

"General......

The faces of the surrounding people were gloomy, and the helicopters present transmitted back the image of the destruction of the "Steel Fist" mecha, and the blood flowing from the cockpit made everyone feel lost, and the two excellent mecha pilots died heroically.

"Inform the families of the Moore brothers, send them double copies of the pension, and tell them that the Moore brothers will always be our heroes!"

Panthcoster cheered up, he was the top officer of the PPDC, and anyone could panic, but he couldn't.

"Yes, I'll arrange it right away."

A staff member behind him left in a hurry, and the rest of the people began to get busy, and the death of the driver was certainly sad, but the post still had to be kept.

Pantcoster's heart grew heavier and heavier. The government has stopped the production of new mechs, which means that the world's existing inventory is the last batch of PPDC mechs, and if one is used, there will be one less. Correspondingly, what is even more lacking than the mecha is the crucial pilot!

The load on the cranial nerves of piloting a mecha is too great, and a person who can only become a dementia or a madman can only become a dementia, so the PPDC engineers can realize the brainwave connection of two different humans according to the newly developed "drift" operating system of the pilot system to share the neurological load. This is also known as "synaesthesia".

The system problem was solved, but another problem came head-on, synaesthesia required two people to have brain wave frequencies very close to each other. And this proportion is quite low, the world's six billion people, only a few thousand or so can meet one condition, and not all of them can be drivers. You can't expect an eighty-year-old man and a ten-year-old grandson to fly a mecha to battle.

Approaching brain waves. Physical requirements, age requirements, these three conditions will be PPDC hard to collect 90% of the people from all over the world, only about 100 people remain, in line with the basic requirements of the driver, and according to the plan of pairing two by two, this hundred people will be allocated, and at most 50 mecha can serve at the same time.

The driver's sparse range dù. It is destined that this cannot be a popular profession, and even have a pair of drivers. are two criminals who served in prison! And the PPDC promises that as long as the two people drive the mecha to fight, the previous criminal record will be written off, which shows the rarity of the driver.

In addition to the scarcity of drivers, the particularity of the mecha itself also determines that it cannot be manufactured in a turn on the assembly line, according to the official basic setting, each mecha itself needs at least a cost of up to 60 billion US dollars, and it is only the most basic, but also to invest a steady stream of manpower, material resources, and more financial resources need to be consumed, and from the first mecha "Noisy Boy Yukon" off the assembly line to now, the world has done its best to make more than 30 mechas, and its precious Cheng dù can be imagined.

This is why governments have agreed to build coastal walls, which are so much different.

In this way, the situation is that there are more pilots than mechas, but because the pilots receive different training times, they just staggered in batches and take turns driving mechas, and in ordinary battles, most of the damage to Yan zhòng is mechas, but since the appearance of the third generation of monsters, the monsters have adjusted their strategic approach and prioritized attacking the mecha cockpit, striving to kill the pilot.

The mecha can be rebuilt if it is gone, but the pilot is dead, and it can't be replenished in a year or two!

There is no doubt that the decapitation of the monsters has achieved remarkable results, and the encounter of the male protagonist Beckett is the most typical example, most of the cockpits of the mechs are in the head, so the death rate of the pilots has skyrocketed during this period of time, and soon exceeded the bottom line of the number of mech pilots.

"These goddamn hunks!"

Pantcoster clenched his fists, the battle that happened along the coast of San Francisco just now, the Moore brothers, the pilot of the "Steel Fist" mecha, died on the spot, and they were still deliberately attacked by the monster The cockpit was fortunately not too much of a miracle, the damage suffered by the mecha itself was not too big, the main thing was that the cockpit was destroyed, and it would take a while to repair it, if you want to make a new mecha, you can't get out of it without a year or two.

If there is no new mech, then replace it with the old mecha tinkering, this is the method that Pantcoster came up with.

It's just that the problem is that PPDC has no idle mecha pilots at present, there are three in the Hong Kong base, and the Eureka raiders in Sydney, Australia have not yet arrived, and this "Steel Fist" mecha piloted by the Moore brothers is one of the mecha belonging to the mainland of the United States, which has been serving at the PPDC base in Los Angeles before, and was originally going to be transferred to Hong Kong, but no one expected this change at this moment.

If the mecha is a pot, then the driver is rice.

There is no rice in the pot, even if it is a good woman, there is no way.

"What to do!"

Pantcoster's brows tightened, the repair of the "Steel Fist" mecha is not a problem, because the mecha head cockpit can be disassembled separately, and there is a spare cockpit at the base, which is enough to install and debug in more than a week, but the problem is that even if the mecha is repaired, what if there is no driver?

He raised his head, and could see the situation outside through the wide glass window, a red mecha stood quietly, and there were still many workers busy on the excellent left arm, as if the left arm had been damaged, and this mecha was the "dangerous wanderer" that the actor Beckett once drove!

After Beckett was expelled from PPDC, Pantcoster managed to dig out the dangerous wanderers again, and spent eight months repairing them, the choice of the driver, Pantcoster was the first to think of Beckett, after his brother died, Beckett drove the mech back to the coast of Alaska alone, which was enough for Pantcoster to have enough reasons to recall Beckett and become a pilot again.

It's just that a driver is not enough, you also need a partner, Pantcoster subconsciously glanced at the side, a Japanese girl with short ear-length hair, was discussing something with the technician next to him, Pantcoster subconsciously excluded the other party, not that the other party was unqualified, but that he didn't want the other party to take risks.

In this case, the two mechs were repaired but there was no driver, which made Panthcoster fall into a tangle, and suddenly a thought flashed through his mind, and a long-abandoned solution appeared in his mind.

"Maybe, you can try again......"

Pantcoster's eyes gradually lit up.

When Zhang Yang and the others rushed to the vicinity of the wall, they found that the road ahead had been blocked by the collapsed wall, and several large helicopters were whizzing to isolate the surroundings of several of them, researchers in white coats were busy, and countless PPDC members in black body armor were loaded with live ammunition to pull up a blockade around them.

The monster's corpse must be disposed of after death, otherwise the poisonous substances in the blood will continue to spread, and at this time, the belated American army and police arrived at the scene, took the unrelated survivors away from the scene, and began to clear the rubble on the ground while reassuring the crowd.

The roaring ambulances did not stop for a moment, and many of those injured in the monster attack were quickly carried onto stretchers and transferred to the hospital in the center of the city after emergency treatment.

"Publicity! Jeff! It's great to meet you guys! ”

A person greeted them with surprise.

Zhang Yang and Jeff were not injured, in the gathering point, they met their companions who escaped by luck, that is, they lived together in a container, but unfortunately only two escaped, one died, and among the two people who escaped, there was the welder in the red hat, he luckily grabbed the elevator in advance, but then he was hit in the arm by a stone, and his entire left arm was fractured, and he was rushed to San Francisco Hospital.

From here, you can clearly see the lone mecha standing in the distance, several helicopters are spinning around, obviously the situation is not optimistic, but unfortunately it is blocked by the PPDC and the police, Zhang Yang can't see the details inside.

A temporary resettlement site converted from a surviving abandoned factory, which is full of people who have escaped death, most of them are wearing workers' clothes, and the terrifying scene of the monster attack just now is still vivid, at this time Zhang Yang heard the police at the door in contact with the walkie-talkie, and could vaguely hear words such as "death" and "sadness", so he stepped forward to ask a few words.

"Mr. Policeman, how's that mecha?"

The chubby policeman glanced at Zhang Yang, and the yellow hat directly provided Zhang Yang with his identification, and he sighed.

"The doctor has arrived at the scene, but unfortunately it's too late, the cockpit is completely deformed, that damn monster!"

Zhang Yang sighed, with a sad look on his face, and chatted with the police for a few more words before leaving, and when he sat down again, Zhang Yang already had a plan in his heart. (To be continued......)