Turning on the light, what caught my eye was a standard single bedroom. After opening the door, I saw a semi-open cabinet. On the left was a single bed, and by the bed were a few chairs and a small table. He walked to the cabinet, reached out to take out the coffee powder and water from it, and after fooling around for a few seconds, He was inexplicably lying on the bed waiting for the water to boil.

Staying in the quiet bedroom, He Wuming's tense nerves gradually sootheed due to repeated battles. His mind was aimlessly released. Thinking of the original world, thinking of the first arrival of the Fortress of the Super Times, thinking of the first meeting with Lin Mingmei, thinking of the matter of trying to stop the main gunboats before. Wait. Gunboats? He Wuming's thoughts of the gunboats, immediately jumped up from the bed. When he opened the system interface, he found that as expected, a small reminder box kept flashing in the corner. He Wuming's eyelids twitched.

At the same time, all the spoils he harvested in the battle were only known by himself by checking the information on the system. Logically speaking, as a fortress AI suspected of being a super-tech level, it should not even be reminded to obtain the spoils. Is there any factor here? Shaking his head, He Moming believes that as long as he passes through the main plot of the current plot of the Fortress World of the Super Time and Space World, he will know the truth of all this. He Moming put his eyes back in the reminder box again, and a line of text appeared in front of him as usual.

"Challenger 633 you sink a Zenith Starman gunboat. Reward points: 1000. Single kills extra bonus: Silver box*1."

It was another box. He looked at the box floating in his hand in surprise. Unexpectedly, he got another box, as if the box was worthless. Maybe. He muttered for a moment and opened the box. After a white light, an object flashing with golden light appeared from the void.

"Battlefield Nano-Full Repair Device: On the battlefield where artillery fire is flying, a seriously damaged body often cannot persist until it returns to the mothership for repair. Therefore, the battlefield Nano-Full Repair Device has emerged. This device can repair all damaged parts of the body in a very short time, thereby regaining combat power. Note! This device is a one-time device, please be careful when using it."

Looking at the object floating in the air with golden light, He Wuming reached out and took it down. His luck this time was not bad. Although it was a disposable device, due to the unprecedented effect of the ten-fold acceleration device, He Wuming was still full of confidence in the device he obtained this time. After all, this time it was a repair device, wasn’t it? It had another life. He Wuming weighed the device in his hand, took back the space of his portable space, and fell asleep happily. As for coffee, what if it was him!

"State of emergency! State of emergency! All combatants of all ships returned to their posts and waited for the order to attack! Repeat! All combatants of all ships returned to their posts and waited for the order to attack!"

As soon as He Wuming approached the hangar, an emergency broadcast came from the radio. He scratched his head, looked at the VF-1S wreckage that was parked in place not far away, and pulled up his foot to walk deep into the hangar - there was a VF-1 prepared for him. Although it had not been debugged yet, he still had to seize the time to get a chance to attack.

The head of the preparatory team, who was commanding the busy people from all walks of life, saw He Moming walking in from the hangar door, immediately grabbed He Moming and pushed He Moming onto the VF-1 that had been prepared without saying a word. He Moming simply put his helmet aside, picked up the keyboard, lowered his head and started debugging.

"Hey! I don't know. Please answer when I hear it." While He was debugging inexplicably, Roy's voice sounded from the communication.

"Received. I'm debugging the machine. I'll be able to strike soon." After He inexplicably connected the communication, he replied without raising his head.

"Understand. You kid should hurry up. Otherwise, you will have no meat to eat after you attack." Roy said in a frivolous tone.

"Safe. Rest in peace. Debugging is completed. The bridge is requested to attack." He inexplicably finished typing the last few keys, and threw the keyboard aside with a "bang", directly opening the communication with the bridge.

"The body is debugged?" Hayase Misa had already learned about how he had inexplicably transferred to the body, so he asked more.

"Completed. Request to attack." He nodded inexplicably.

"Understand. Channel 2. The third order of attack." Hayase Misa was as straightforward as ever, and arranged the attack procedure without much effort.

"Channel No. 2, the third order of attack." He inexplicably gave a thumbs up at the staff who had packed up the tools and stood aside, and entered the attack procedure as the elevator rose.

Not long ago, he was still flying VF-1S in this space, but now he drove VF-1 to this space again. He was flying around McCross 1 inexplicably. He saw Lin Mingmei waving to him on the bridge platform. He inexplicably changed the VF-1 into a human form, saluted Lin Mingmei, and then changed into a fighter's state to accelerate to the front line.

"Hi. Not sure. It feels okay. Don't dislike VF-1 just because you are used to VF-1S. Otherwise, your new partner will be sad," Mark said jokingly after seeing He Inexplicably enter the formation.

"How could it be?" He Wuming was still conducting subtle debugging based on the actual flight status.

"Is it okay in no way?" Roy asked worriedly.

"OK. OK."

At this time, the radar showed that the enemy had entered the detection range. The bridge also began to send combat commands.

"Direction 280, enemy plane: 100, gunboat: 3, cruiser: 3. Distance... Impossible? Why is it so far away?" Hayase Misa's voice was shocked.

"Well? This distance is a bit far. Are you afraid of singing? The entire aircraft, the missiles locked the enemy aircraft and waited for the order." Roy was puzzled for a moment, and then issued an order. After the enemy and us reached the maximum killing distance, with a command, all the personnel fired all the missiles in one breath. For a moment, sparks continued to bloom in the airspace between us.

After He Wuming shot out all the mounting parts, he rushed towards the enemy group first. He Wuming's behavior immediately attracted the attention of many enemy aircraft and turned the guns one after another. For a moment, the VF-1 was surrounded by countless lasers. He Wuming relied on what he had learned some time ago to shuttle through the gaps of the laser.

"Sure enough, there is still a gap." Although the VF-1 flexibly shuttled through countless lasers, there were still a few lasers passing by the surface of the body. After rushing out of the firepower network built by the enemy group, He Wuming found that the surface of the body was already burnt. He Wuming didn't have time to sigh at this situation and immediately performed multiple maneuvering actions. Lock, shoot, deform, super maneuvering, lock, and shoot. He Wuming repeated the action of pulling the trigger again and again. As the enemy planes shot down, starlight kept flashing at the corners of his eyes - a prompt to destroy the enemy plane.

VF-1 rushed out of the sparks with a scar, and He Moming breathed a little relieved. Although the VF-1 was adjusted by the preparation team and He Moming in accordance with the actual situation, it was still different from the VF-1S in operation. The scars on this body fell due to this slight gap. He Moming looked around, selected a direction, and accelerated to fly over.

"Oh. Is it you for no reason?" Roy was about to counterattack the enemy who was biting behind him, and found a fighter plane suddenly flew over from above, sweeping out a series of machine cannon shells to kill the enemy plane.

"Oh, Captain, you owe me a favor." He inexplicably gestured to Roybi across the canopy.

"Hey. I'll treat you to a drink. How's the body? It seems to be quite a bit of a blessing." Roy looked roughly at the surface of He's inexplicable car and asked worriedly.

"No problem. It's just a small problem." He Moming was about to say a few words to Roy, but several lasers suddenly swept over from above. Roy and He Moming immediately dispersed and went on a detour. After seeing that He Moming and the two were dispersed, several enemy planes above also divided a team to chase the two.

Lasers continued to sweep out from the six o'clock behind the body, and the skin on the surface of the body was burned under the high temperature brought by the laser. The cabin was sometimes bright and dark, and He was sometimes turned back to observe the location of the enemy plane, and sometimes made maneuverable actions to get rid of the enemy plane. However, because the enemy plane bit too hard, He was gritting his teeth. The auxiliary nozzle of the VF-1 burst out with a powerful thrust, and the body was in the action of this thrust, forcibly reducing the extremely fast flight speed to 350 kilometers in an instant. The enemy plane that was originally biting behind him also crossed He Managed the overload caused by this maneuver and changed the body into a semi-human shape, lifted the muzzle. Locked the target, and after a violent strafing, the enemy who was chasing him to death had become cosmic garbage.

The sparks that kept blooming in the dark space gradually stopped. Under the battle between He Wuming and his teammates, the incoming enemy planes finally could not stand the major casualties and began to retreat. The gunboats that had been afraid of the bridge were hung in the distance and remained motionless. This made Grogbar very puzzled. But no matter what, it was an indisputable fact that the incoming enemy plane was repelled.

"Enemy planes retreat. All planes defend on the spot. They cannot pursue them." A new order came from the bridge. After the order was issued, Roy assigned a team to clean the battlefield and searched for the wounded as much as possible.

He Moming also let go of the joystick. This time the VF-1 he drove was full of pressure. The operational differences brought by different bodies made He Moming feel strong discomfort many times. Perhaps this is related to driving skills. He Moming thought so. Just when He Moming was about to enter the patrol formation, AI Verros' voice suddenly rang in his mind.
Chapter completed!