() "Ouch, ouch, get out of the way, the brake lever of this thing is broken!"

The mecha roared at the pilot's screams while crushing it with its giant steel feet.

"Flee your sister!"

I yelled.

This is no joke. The weight of mechas is generally more than ten tons. If one guy is stepped on, we will be like three pieces of meat. I slapped the driver who was stunned to wake him up, and then pulled the door handle.

At a loss what to do, Dui kicked out, and finally opened the car door and rolled out on the spot. The next second he felt a violent wind blowing behind him.

"Boom"

The car was crushed like a matchbox, with steel rings, gears, connecting rods, etc. flying everywhere. The out-of-control body stumbled hard and had no energy to regain its balance. It fell to its knees and finally stopped.

Come down.

I didn’t know what I bumped into, causing my back to hurt. I was getting up and wanted to scold my mother when I was suddenly shocked by a strange sight: the rear part of the mecha unfolded like a folding knife,

Then a middle-aged technical officer, covered in smoke and oil, jumped out and kicked the machine body angrily.

Note that it jumps out from the rear. I have flown many mechas, both land combat and aviation, but all of them have torso cockpits that open forward. Such a weird design is still the first

Saw it once.

"Hey, Lao Sun, how are you?"

Dui was not injured, so he patted his butt and stood up and asked.

Nonsense, looking at such a rejuvenated look, of course not a hair is missing.

"No, there's still something wrong with the braking system. Well, maybe it's because the center of gravity is too close."

"I feel like the latter one is more likely, but there seems to be no room for further adjustments."

"Well, we have to work on strengthening the parts."

Damn it, it turns out we were discussing technical issues, and you guys are so dedicated.

Dui suddenly saw me stupid on the ground, and then he pulled me up as if he remembered something, and apologized profusely.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I wasn't used to this kind of practice at first, but as I started doing it, I became interested in it and I got used to it unconsciously."

I said it doesn't matter, as long as you have fun doing it, what's going on with this thing?

Dumb’s explanation was that the land combat mecha was being developed. It was said that it adopted many unique designs and its performance was quite bright. But this subject was not his to do. If you want to ask, you have to ask Major Sun Tzu Qing. When it comes to yes

I couldn't help but be excited about the new model, but when I thought that it was still on someone else's territory, I had to pretend to be polite and forget it. It's not convenient for outsiders to know this kind of secret.

"It doesn't matter. The director has spoken. No one else has the right, but Second Lieutenant Chen, you have the right to know."

At this time, the middle-aged man just now, Major Sun Ziqing, came over with a wrench, stretched out his hand and shook it hard with me.

"Oh, so you are Chen Xiang. It's amazing. I have been a technical sergeant for five or six years, and I was promoted to a technical second lieutenant when I was almost thirty. I didn't expect you to come out at such a young age."

There was no malice in his tone, but a very sincere sigh. It was obvious that this guy was also a very straightforward person.

But I'm still a little surprised, because apart from his bad attitude towards me, I think the director seems to be a bit too polite in other aspects.

While they were talking, someone had already brought in construction machinery and calmly towed away the mecha and car wreckage. Then someone immediately controlled the automatic robot to wash the ground and fill the holes. Although there was such a big noise, other technicians just glanced at it.

I continued to work on my own stuff. Looking at his attitude, it seemed like this happened every day.

"Um... Commander Sun, why did you install the cockpit at the back, and it is semi-embedded? Isn't it easy to be destroyed by fire from behind?"

I glanced at the obviously bulging oval bulge on the back of the machine body strangely. My experience with mechas for more than half a year told me that it is very difficult to lay armor plates with this design, and it is difficult to put on standard additional armor. The protection is obviously not as good as that of a fully embedded type.

Mecha.

"Theoretically, this is true, but don't forget that even human soldiers in the old century would not easily expose their backs to the enemy, let alone mechas with stronger perception capabilities. According to statistics from our observers on the Vyborg front line

According to the data, only about 9% of mechas are killed from behind, and because of the human body size, it is more difficult to attack from both sides, so unless you are very unlucky, they are basically shot through from the front.

Mostly."

It's a very novel conclusion, and I couldn't help but be interested.

“What does that have to do with design?”

"Oh, that's easy, because it frees up a lot of space. I put the engine directly into this space to act as part of the protection system. It's equivalent to not only the outer armor, but also a big iron block.

It can be used as a shield. I did a rough calculation and estimated that it can't deal with armor-piercing bullets below 35mm."

In other words, even old-fashioned aircraft cannons and ordinary tank machine guns cannot penetrate the main armor of this aircraft? Boss, you are so talented!

"But by doing this, it seems that the cockpit space will be squeezed out a lot, and various transmission systems will have to be redesigned?"

"Oh, you are indeed a professional. You can see the problem at a glance. Look, it just broke again. This headache will last forever."

Sun Ziqing beat his head in frustration. At this moment, a device similar to a wireless earphone rang in his ear. The major picked it up and listened carefully for two seconds, then turned to me and said:

"Second Lieutenant, our director asked you to go to the second floor of the hangar."

"Yeah, is it just me?"

"That's right."

I looked at Ah-Dai inexplicably, and Ah-Dai shook his head, indicating that he had no idea at all.

I had no choice but to climb up the steel stairs step by step. Fortunately, the second floor was not too high, only about fifty meters. When I finished the last step, I felt that my eyes suddenly became brighter and clearer.

The strange thing is that compared to the messy first floor, which looks like a workshop, the second floor only has rows of wire chairs and computers, and is as clean and tidy as an airport waiting room.

An old man wearing a clean white coat lined with military uniform, with a Mediterranean head and hands behind his back was standing in front of a row of large floor-to-ceiling windows, facing outside. When I came up, he didn't move at all, as if he had become a decoration on the floor.

part of.

"Second Lieutenant Chen, what do you think of that?"

"How about what?"

I couldn't even salute in this posture, so I had no choice but to walk to the window in a daze. But immediately, I was shocked by the sight in front of me: a black mecha that I had never seen before was standing proudly in front of me.

In the position, the dark-toned paint reflects the cold air under the light. The body is composed of large wedge-shaped armor, with no redundant fixed armaments. The overall lines look very clean and sharp, like an unsheathed weapon.

A sharp sword. Two slender communication antennas are pulled out from the oval head, like the ears of elves in old century myths, forming a very distinctive feature.

"This...is this the new body? Is it already completed?!"

In shock, I felt like I was stuttering.

The director didn't answer, but took out a bunch of special keys from his pocket and threw them to me.

"The internal title is [Black Falcon], go give it a try."

Although I feel that this order is inexplicable, no, I should say that everything I have experienced up to this point is normal, but since I have a new mecha to play with, I am still happy to accept this order.

As if I was afraid that the old man would regret it, I ran all the way under the mecha along the special passage, pulled the halyard, sat in, slammed the cabin door shut, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

The feeling of joy kept flowing out like a fountain. I endured the itchiness of my hands and checked the various instruments one by one like playing with a new toy. The traces of [Garand] can be clearly seen from the layout, and it also clearly refers to the reshaping of the Oriental body shape.

The ergonomic design is done so that each control switch can be reached with the fastest and most comfortable movement.

Unable to hold it any longer, I immediately started the machine. The 360-degree omnidirectional projection was burned into my retinas. The clear picture quality made it almost impossible to feel like I was sitting in the cockpit.

I stepped on the pedal and the engine started to rotate at a constant speed. A slight vibration spread from the ground, as if there were a nest of restless little mice hiding. When I raised the joystick, my stomach tightened involuntarily.

But there was no roar, no terrible vibration, and the tightness of the control rod was also very suitable. There was no crazy feeling like pulling bellows like [Jacques] did. I pulled the machine up with a very gentle force, and in an instant

It was pulled to a height of several hundred meters.

sharp!

I was pleasantly surprised by the unexpected activation, so I started trying to challenge [Black Falcon] with maneuvers.

Roll, maneuver in half seconds, and then turn sharply left.

I made three moves in succession, and [Black Falcon] responded to my instructions as quickly as possible, cutting in neatly along the angle I faced, as smoothly as if I were riding a bicycle.

Very powerful!

My heart was beating wildly with excitement, and I was gasping for breath as I digested all the excitement into action.

Continuous roll, S-shaped maneuver, then make a sharp left turn, and then make a sharp right turn.

I made four violent movements in one breath, but [Black Falcon], like a well-trained falcon, responded to my instructions with light and precise movements, and the best effect was exactly as I imagined.

So awesome!

This kind of effect cannot even be matched by [Garand]. I didn't expect these technical weirdos to be able to produce such outstanding works. The feeling of challenge inflated like a balloon, so I stopped being polite and completely blew it away.

It is treated as a top-notch mecha.

Cobra maneuver, ninety-degree dive and pull-up, continuous rolling dive...

The results are perfect, and the maneuverability can be rated as A+ or above. I think I am going to fall in love with this thing, but it is a pity that it is not a girl.

Then, speed up, speed up, speed up!

[Black Falcon] is soaring like a rocket in the rolling sea of ​​clouds, like a dark sharp knife cutting into the nai oil block, neatly cutting the clouds one by one, I even feel like I can even split the sky.

illusion.

"Fucking invincible!"

I shouted excitedly in the cockpit.

I dumped two-thirds of a box of fuel before I stopped still, and trotted back to the second floor of the hangar. I thought I must give this old man a big compliment.

"How do you feel? Second Lieutenant Chen, or Mr. Gray Smile."

This was the first sentence the old man threw to me.
Chapter completed!