Yesterday, the three cities of Hong Kong, Tokyo, and Sydney were attacked by monsters at the same time! This attacker is an unprecedented third-level monster, and the mecha hunters stationed in the three places have suffered heavy losses!

Monsters have a powerful attack power against the city, and water, electricity, and networks can all be heavily damaged by it. So now the newspaper industry is booming again and has become an important channel for disseminating information. Early in the morning, there was a large crowd of people around the newsstand, the people who sold were hoarse, and the buyers gritted their teeth. Some pedestrians were busy buying a newspaper and couldn't help but yell at it.

"What? Sydney's Endeavour was completely destroyed, and both pilots were killed? Tokyo's fourth-generation main mecha, M76, was torn to shreds by a monster, and M79 saved the scene before the monster repelled - not a kill, but just a repulsion!"

This person's yelling caused an uproar among the crowd, and the other person grabbed the newspaper and stared at it, and finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, we have saved Hong Kong." Look at this, last night used the lure tactics to lure the monster outside the city, and the Raider carried out annihilation. As a result, the Raid ...... Completely destroyed. At three o'clock in the morning, the monster codenamed 'Iron Claw' attacked the city again, and the hero Ma Long met the enemy with the second-generation mecha 'Fury', fighting alone for an hour, and finally killing Iron Claw on the street!"

Hearing this, the surrounding crowd cheered, but then someone asked: "What about the pilots of the Raider, what about the two pilots, Liu Susu and Wang Xi?" Liu Susu and Wang Xi are rare female pilots in the world. The two of them have been defending Hong Kong for three years, and they have countless achievements, and they are deeply loved by their fathers and elders. So after this question, everyone pricked up their ears.

"Liu Susu, Wang Xi sisters......" The person reading the newspaper paused here, and finally sighed gloomily: "Died in battle." These two words. Heavy as a mountain.

Crowd. There was silence for a moment. There's a breathless depression brewing. Make it hard for everyone to breathe. After a while, another person whispered, "Look, it's written here, the Hunter Academy has begun to recruit the fifth batch of students." Anyone who has passed the guò test can participate in hunter training and become a mecha hunter pilot. ”

This sound was not very loud, but as soon as it spread ten, ten, ten, hundred, countless depressed people shouted: "Yes." Go be a hunter!" "If you can't be a hunter, I'll build bridges and pave roads, make iron and cast, I can do my best!" "Let's go, go sign up, fuck those shitty monsters!"

Excitedly, the crowd flocked to a specific location, which was the office building of the "External Liaison Department of the Mecha Hunter Project Group of the Global Unified Command Office Against Monsters in Hong Kong". This is the window of the united front organization to the people, responsible for conscription and propaganda in peacetime, and responsible for being scolded when the war is unfavorable. The whole of Hong Kong is very familiar with this location, so it didn't take long for the boss to gather.

There was a long queue in front of the registration window. Everyone was angry, but orderly. It's denser here than at the Spring Festival train station. But the order is more orderly than when you go through security at the airport. Perhaps the long state of war has taught ordinary civilians to be disciplined. In this long line. There are two inconspicuous people mixed in. Both were men, one in his twenties and the other in his forties. Although they all tried their best to pretend to be normal, they all had sharp edges in their eyes, and their actions were rigorous and measured, and they were obviously professionally trained.

"Captain, do you think we can get in?" The younger one was a little nervous, and whispered to the middle-aged man: "We don't have ID cards or household registration books at all." It's an era of war, if the other side finds out that we are black, will they kill us on the spot?"

"Probably not. The middle-aged man shook his head: "The world of Pacific Rim is a race battle between humans against monsters and aliens. Although it is a time of war, we should not be too wary of humans. It's not "Starfleet" here, the monsters are all straight back, and there are no parasitic infiltrated flower intestines. And with the siege ability of this monster, it should be very common for the population to lose information or something. ”

"Understood. The young man nodded, and then asked, "By the way, where did that Li Yuncong and the others go?"

"Don't worry, King Kong and Swallow are already staring at those two people, they are at another registration point. The stunned young man named Li Yuncong is not worried, but Xiao Jingzhe must pay more attention. The middle-aged man said with a little meaning: "I didn't expect that Xiao Jingzhe, the youngest son of the Xiao family in the capital, turned out to be the chosen one." He should obey the arrangement, otherwise it will be troublesome. In addition, the woman who escaped from the shelter in the first place is also likely to be the chosen one, so you need to be careful. ”

The speed of the team was not slow, and while they were talking, the two of them had already come to the front. I saw that this place was like the amusement facilities of an amusement park, and one person closed the door, didn't ask anything, didn't say anything, and counted the number of people to let in when the time came. The young man asked him with a smile on his face: "Big brother, there must be a selection in it, what items do you need to check?"

The doorman glanced at him, and said with a cold face: "I don't know, go see for yourself." ”

After eating a nail, the young man followed the crowd into the passage with a gloomy face. The passage is deep and long, oblique upwards. After walking for about a few hundred meters, my eyes suddenly lit up, and I came to a platform. It's not a platform, it's like a half-built building, the steel structure has been erected, but the cement and the like are completely empty. This platform is thirty or forty stories high, and there is a steel beam a foot wide in front of it, which extends all the way forward, and there is a platform on the opposite side dozens of meters away, obviously to go to that place.

A speaker rang on the platform here: "If you want to become a pilot of a mecha hunter, the first element is that you must not be afraid of heights." Mecha hunters generally have a height of eighty or ninety meters, and those who are afraid of heights are absolutely unable to control it. Walk forward through the steel beam, and the winner moves on to the next level. Note that there is no protection here, and if you fall, you will die. I solemnly advise you to do what you can. ”

When the candidates on this side heard this, many people showed hesitation in their eyes. The steel beam in front of it, though thick, was too long, and it trembled in mid-air, and there was not even a handrail nearby. Looking down from the edge of the platform, there was no protection, just looking at it made me a little dizzy.

Some shook their heads and retreated. There are also those who try it and then sigh. The two men walked all the way. The young man was still a little nervous. The middle-aged man walked completely in peace. Those who can break through the fear of heights and come to the second round will be directly reduced by half, and the remaining half will continue to move forward.

Along the passage, a short time came to a round hall. When the people arrived, before they could prepare for anything, the floor of the rotunda suddenly shook violently. As if a great earthquake had suddenly occurred, the floor of the rotunda shook and shook with a magnitude that was quite large. Many people were so shocked that they couldn't hold themselves and rolled around. Others seemed to be suffering from motion sickness. He opened his mouth and spit it out, and then he was covered in the concussion, and he was extremely disgusting.

The two men barely stood still and did not fall. After a while, the vibration stopped, and the radio voice resumed: "This level is a test of resistance to sudden shocks." The driver has to deal with huge monsters and often has to face these vibrations, which is an inevitable obstacle to overcome. Anyone who is standing can move on to the next level. ”

This level came suddenly, without prior mental preparation. And honestly. Even if you are mentally prepared, I am afraid that there are many people who can't stand the shock of this kind of Cheng dù. In the end, only about one-sixth of them continued to move forward. The other five-sixths all walked out in disgrace.

By the time the group moved on, speculating about what tests would come down the road, they had already arrived in a hall. There are staff in the lobby, and this is the first time I've seen a real person in this quiz. But the staff is not the most eye-catching, the most eye-catching is the ten machines side by side, each with a helmet-style thing placed on it. Someone had already exclaimed, "Neural Connector?" and the rest of the people whispered, apparently longing for the helmet as well.

The two men looked at each other, their eyes deep. The neural connection device is one of the most high-end black technologies in "Pacific Rim", and I didn't expect it to appear in front of me so simply.

"Ladies and gentlemen, congratulations on coming to this level, being able to come here shows that your innate essence is good. A staff member walked out, and the military temperament on his body was very strong: "Strength, skill, and experience can all be increased through guò training, but many innate things cannot be changed." Courage, balance, stability, and shock resistance of organs have nothing to do with the strength of the body. It can be said that all of you who have come here have the potential and determination to become heroes. But whether you can become a driver depends on the last hurdle - neural connectivity. ”

Hearing this, many people became agitated, and apparently everyone also knew that this was a very critical indicator.

"If you want to be a driver, you have to be nerve-connected. Regardless of the level of connectivity, just the people who can connect are already a very small minority of the crowd. These helmets are not really attachment devices, but simply testers that can make a preliminary determination of whether a neural connection can be made. ”

The crowd was nervous for a moment, and then the test was carried out under the guidance of the staff. One person put on the hat, and when the staff pressed the switch, they all lit up red. The applicant looked at the staff next to him expectantly, but all he got was a regretful shake. The proportion of people who can make neural connections in the total population is very low, don't look at the huge number of people coming today, in fact, it is good to be able to screen out three or five people who can connect.

At this moment, there was a beep, and everyone looked back, only to see that the young man's instrument was lit up with a blue light.

"Oh!" the person who had just spoken immediately became excited: "Your brain domain can be nerve-connected!

When the young man heard this, he subconsciously glanced at the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man nodded imperceptibly, and then walked to another staff member and asked, "This sir, is there any other way to contribute to the mecha hunters besides becoming a pilot?"

However, the person who was questioned obviously did not care, and replied honestly: "Yes, there are many ways, no matter what kind of talent we need." Do you have any special skills?"

"I used to be a mercenary. There was something hidden in the eyes of the middle-aged man: "I am good at field command." (To be continued......)