Chapter 170: Quiet or Crazy Mecha (Part 1)

"What style is the mecha you control?" Xu Le asked curiously after taking the last sip of cigarette.

"No style." Magnolia replied softly against the wall on the platform: "Maybe it's more accurate."

Xu Le shrugged. Although he was not satisfied with this answer, there was no way. The real combat style of ace pilot must be expressed on the real battlefield. It is really hard to describe it in words. He was just a little curious. When a girl's magnolia really controls the mecha to the extreme, would she also have the tranquility, beauty and naturalness like dressing in the mirror?

As the sunset continued to sink, the Federal Farm on the other side of the courtyard wall began to quietly get rid of the sea of ​​fire and turned into a quiet blue oil painting, gradually dimming and almost unable to see clearly. Xu Le took a car key from Magnolia's hand, took the heavy black suitcase, and seized the time to leave Baishui Company, and went straight to the place he had made an appointment with Secretary Chen.

It was a very ordinary fast food restaurant. Xu Le sent the attachment hidden in the workbench to Secretary Chen's portable computer, frowned, and said, "I had an agreement with Tai Zhiyuan before. He promised me that he would do his best not to let that person be elected as Vice President of the Federation, but the boy silently didn't know where he ran."

"No need to say anything, I won't ask you, but since he ran away irresponsibly, I always have to do something. The things in this attachment should be of some use to you. I hope you can make good use of it."

Secretary Chen gently stirred the instant coffee in front of him, smiling and silent, but his mood was a little weird. He didn't know that the prince had reached such an agreement with Xu Le before. He raised his head and found out that Xu Le was looking at something with his light. He couldn't help but smile deepened and said, "No need to look for it. When I went out to do business, I didn't have the habit of bringing people around me."

Xu Le was indeed looking for Secretary Shen’s bodyguard. Chen Li is now Mrs. Tai’s secretary, standing at the front desk, responsible for handling communication between the Tai family and the outside world. Tai Zhiyuan went to S2 and was silent. In a sense, Secretary Chen would be the spokesperson for the Tai family in the federal government, his safety would naturally be the top priority for the Tai family.

Hearing Chen Li's explanation, Xu Le smiled and began to concentrate on eliminating the four large breads in the plate in front of him. He did not have the habit of bringing people. On the one hand, it means that this person, like Shi Qinghai, who was born in the first hospital, was extremely confident in his strength. On the other hand, it said that since the entire federal government knew that Secretary Chen was the spokesperson of the Tai family, who would dare to provoke him without eyes?

The Tai family's seven generations of single pass, and the life and death of Tai Zhiyuan may be a brave man who dares to think about it, but having a murderous intention to be aware of Secretary Chen is not good except for angering the Tai family. Although Secretary Chen's explanation is calm, it is full of infinite confidence in the terrifying strength of the Tai family. Xu Le was eating bread and couldn't help but feel a little shocked. This probably comes from the demeanor of strength.

Secretary Chen didn't know what he said, which made Xu Le think so much. He was just a little surprised by the young man's appetite. He had eaten four large sour bread and three cups of soy milk. Xu Le didn't even want to stop.

Xu Le lowered his head and tore the bread into pieces, felt the eyes staring at him, and explained vaguely with bread crumbs in his mouth, "I am a person who is hungry, especially after working."

...

It took only a few minutes to keep the seventeen sensitive touch keys on the operating rod in mind. It took him a short while to get familiar with the way the operating rod borrows data instructions, and his left hand began to operate extremely smoothly. After all, he has been immersed in mechanical design since childhood. In the past two years, he has conducted serious and meticulous research on the Federal M series mechas. It is not difficult for him to be familiar with the control methods of military mechas.

The left hand controls the operating lever and the right hand is placed on the touch light screen along the ergonomic chute, covering most of his face in the helmet. The high-speed rolling information analysis screen appears in the light screen in front of him.

The infrared sensor and field of vision on the head of the m37 mecha accurately transmitted to Xu Le's eyes. Xu Le took a deep breath, pushed the operating lever slightly, and the five fingers of his right hand quickly entered several data commands on the touch screen like lightning. In the closed operating cabin, he did not hear the powerful roar from the rear engine of the mecha waist, but he clearly felt a huge pushing force penetrated directly from the attachment pad under his hips, just like the moment he was riding in the space transfer cabin from the ground to space. However, this push was more fierce and the vibration was so great that it was unbearable for ordinary people.

Xu Le is not unfamiliar with this feeling. In the H1 area of ​​Lihua University, he used to control the M prototype mecha to do a lot of tests of the level 6 of the mecha, and also had many battles with Tai Zhiyuan. So after half a year, it only took him a few seconds to get used to this feeling and fell in love with this feeling even more.

The black m37 mecha started running at high speed. Xu Le, wearing a helmet, squinted his eyes and enjoyed the pleasure brought to him by the mecha's large-scale leaping.

In the alloy body, you can't feel the strong wind, so there is no strong sense of high speed. However, the violent vibration and the helmet vision have a light green picture than the real world. Those flashing quickly make Xu Le easily capture the feeling of mechanical force and human will. This is probably a sense of majesty that can destroy everything and protect everything.

It may not be appropriate to say that majesty is not appropriate. Xu Le stared at the data feedback on the light green picture, and quickly adjusted the mecha's avoidance posture, rotated and jumped through the operating rod and the data command of his right hand. He did not close his eyes, but was a little distracted. He thought that he was forced by his uncle to read an aesthetic book at Hexi Prefecture University. In that book, an aesthetic expert with the most famous federal seventeen constitutional calendar put forward an argument. The most extreme and shocking beauty in the world is - Jingmu.

It's quiet and peaceful.

Although the teleportation of human mechas is extremely fast and the maneuver power in a small space is extremely powerful, the solemnity brought by the metallic nature of the mechas is relatively quiet and static as opposed to the pilot in the control cabin. This may be a bit contradictory, but it is so natural.

A man was controlling a heavy mecha that was as high as six meters, feeling the faint breath of machinery and electric power in the control compartment. There was only the slight current in the monitor and the heavy footsteps of the mecha through the control compartment. There was extremely quiet in the extreme movement...

Xu Le suddenly had an illusion that when he controlled the mecha, as long as he calmed down, it would be the black reef in the sea. As long as he moved, it would be a violent meteor that crossed the atmosphere, which could burn the blue sky with burnt scars at any time. He moved his heart and could no longer control the desire in his heart. He put aside all the standard federal military movements in his mind, turned the operating lever with his left hand, swept the touch screen with his right hand, and entered four data commands in a row within a second. The engine behind the m37 mecha waist suddenly reversed...

"You're crazy! Don't do this!"

A very angry voice suddenly came from the helmet. The owner of the voice used to be used to speaking softly, and then at this moment, he was so angry. Xu Le was slightly stunned and woke up, but he could no longer stop the m37 mecha from kicking his right mechanical leg after it suddenly stumbled. The heavy body suddenly rushed upwards and drew a beautiful line.

...

Magnolia held a cup of tea and watched silently the movements in the battle room, but her heart was not as calm as it seemed.

Xu Le threw 20 million to him so calmly, and he was ready to work hard. However, the more he contacted this seemingly ordinary young man, the more he could feel the extraordinary. At least he was sure that if he had no guns around him, he would definitely not be willing to fight Xu Le head-on. Since that is the case, how could he work hard? What surprised him even more was the performance of Xu Le controlling the mecha at this time.

He never imagined that a person who had really come into contact with a military mecha for the first time could control the mecha to such a level in such a short time.

He knew that Xu Le was a freak, a genius in mechanics, and had also been exposed to prototypes at Eargama University, but he still couldn't understand how Xu Le did this. Although the m37 in the machine room made a little slow and stiff movement, judging from the data feedback, Xu Le's quality of completing the military standard movement was not bad, and the response to avoidance was even more surprising.

This performance is too amazing, unless Xu Le is born with a thick nerve and has no fear of unknown things. Magnolia doesn't know that Xu Le's reaction when controlling the mecha is basically through the heat flow in the body, and his nerves are indeed much thicker than ordinary people.

Magnolia was very satisfied and even surprised at the first performance of the m37. He held the teacup and thought that what the monster Xu Le lacked now was the familiarity with the mecha and the experience cultivated in countless real battles.

Of course, experience is the most important thing. Just like driving, novices can drive cars when they go on the road. Novices with strong nerves like Xu Le can even drive cars up to 200 yards, but they cannot dodge obstacles and protect themselves like real racers, at high speeds, and they can still avoid obstacles and protect themselves perfectly.

"If he could go to the front line to exercise for six or seven years, maybe he could really fight Li Crazy in a mecha."

Bai Lan thought so, but from the corner of her eyes, she noticed that the high-speed m37 mecha made a very difficult extreme brake action on the smooth ground.

He suddenly raised his head.

The hard alloy mecha mechanical legs are attached to the track in combat mode, and use alloy toes to complete the grip and brake suddenly at high speed. With the role of the engine, this action can be completed, but the huge gravity load cannot be absorbed by the independent deformation of the mecha control compartment, and basically all of them must be added to the pilot.

The smooth and hard floor was braked by the heavy mecha, and a long spark of blue smoke was brought out. The white magnolia's pupils shrank slightly. She didn't understand why Xu Le had to do this suddenly. Then he found that the black mecha had sank slightly after it slammed, and the right mechanical leg was lifted up.

Mecha fighting skills! Suicide-style jumping attack!

Magnolia suddenly stood up and shouted at the phone: "You are crazy!"
Chapter completed!