"Don't panic," Yang Ning said in her ear, "I have already driven large-scale interference equipment. Their helicopters cannot react in a short time. Pay attention to your range. If you find the opponent's helicopter, you must sweep it down within ten meters, otherwise the opponent will enter the attack dead corner of the near-East mecha."

Fu Luojiē has only been touching the mecha in the vicinity for only one semester. Even if he has been focusing on academic masters for many years, there is no way for a manual student to do... Besides, how can a regular military school have the opportunity to touch evil things like cx105?

She had to get familiar with the operation as soon as possible in her thrilling dodge. Cx105 is called the "ultimate killer" of near-earth. It is extremely flexible and has a variety of prohibited weapons that are unimaginable. However, it is a pity that the designer did not consider the driver's comfort issue.

Fu Luo broke the electromagnetic arc to the extreme, and rotated 360 degrees in the air, and flashed through the opponent's heavy cannon.

Thanks to the Space Force reserves who have received rigorous weightless training, if they were an ordinary person, they would have vomited out their bitter gills.

...This is probably why the guards can only be responsible for cover and medium-range firepower?

"Float sixty centimeters and knock off your firepower point in the direction of eleven o'clock." Yang Ning paused, afraid that she would not be able to react, so he finally added quickly, "Pull open the electromagnetic arc sixty degrees, the coordinates of the c system."

The attack system of the near-Earth mecha is imitated by small space warships, so compared to other operations, this is the most familiar part of the entire mecha.

The six-system coordinate scope was hanging on her left eye. For some reason, at this time, in the rain of bullets, Fu Luo's heart, which had been up and down, had completely settled down.

For a moment, she no longer had the critical space war in her mind, and she no longer had to worry about sitting in the infamous illegal weapon, leaving only the target in front of her.

Yang Ning's first judgment on her was not wrong - to a certain extent, Fu Luo is a person who is too focused on his goals, as long as someone gives her this clear goal.

Colonel Yang's instructive instructions were accurately conveyed with the sound of artillery fire.

"No, I can't do it." Fu Luo thought with an unusual calmness, "C-type coordinates can lock the target as quickly as possible, while the rotation in the air will cause unpredictable deviations in the aiming, and the effect depends entirely on the feel. This is Yang Ning's approach, and I don't have this experience and feel."

The words of the unpopular mecha practice instructor suddenly flashed into her mind: "The near-ground mecha has great lethality and light weight, but stability is always the first premise. You cannot tolerate yourself on the battlefield. Don't pursue those fancy techniques. You don't have that talent!"

Fu Luo's fingers suddenly switched the aiming coordinates to "a" level - basic level, many parameters, slow aiming, and novices' starting position.

The near-East Mecha 4 suddenly fell and the attack system was initially locked.

"Remember that every unstable attack is an invalid attack. In real war, shooting of high-energy weapons will cause a lot of consumption. At the same time, the recoil force that the mecha itself bears will also act back to the driver. No matter how fast the panic is, it will consume one's own behavior. The most important thing is dynamic aiming. Your eyes, your hands and your heart must be extremely stable. You must make effective predictions about the opponent's speed, defense and retreat route. "Sharpen your knife and chop wood." This sentence applies even when you are in a crisis."

Fu Luo's eyes fixed the numbers on the scope without blinking.

She did not follow the instructions, and Yang Ning was slightly surprised.

However, he opened his mouth and was about to say something, but he forced himself to stop. He pursed his dry lips. He stared at the No. 4 mecha that was almost flat on the ground without making any sound.

"Boom", "Boom", "Boom" three consecutive sounds.

The first attack destroyed the enemy's left wing, and the opponent immediately retreated and the heavy weapon was on the top. When they did not fire, the second attack quickly filled the gap and hit the target impartially. The heavy weapon and the weapon exploded together. The third attack chased and swept the tail, and the retreat path was actually confused by her!

Yang Ning suddenly pulled the volume of the communicator to the maximum: "Phone No. 4 should be careful to dodge!"

He finished speaking, and the No. 4 suddenly rushed forward with a starting action. The huge start-up acceleration exceeded the human body's endurance threshold. The buffer liquid was instantly released in the cabin. Fu Luo's chest was stuffy, and the particle anti-aircraft cannon flew over her. The No. 4 that had pounced out happened to hit the helicopter that the other party was about to take off forcibly. The huge steel wheels that started protecting crushed the propeller on the spot.

Her operation was indeed fancy - of course, Yang Ning estimated that with her military academy level, she was not fancy - but she was not arrogant or panic. In such a chaotic situation, she looked like a textbook and looked a bit clumsy and reliable.

Yang Ning glanced at the countdown on signal interception: "One minute is left."

The firepower in the local area has reached its maximum, and the armored tank team crushed them without saying a word.

"I need you to withdraw within tens of seconds."

"Varied……"

As soon as Fu Luo came back to his senses from a dizzy air rolling and dodging, he suddenly heard the next command: "The countdown to the full line of close-range blasting, ten, nine..."

Ahhh, why is this trick again!

It’s too rough to be inseparable from the enemy!

Fu Luo suddenly pulled the arc to the maximum boundary, dragging the firepower to begin to retreat.

With a "boom", the particle cannon hit the tail of the machine, and the No. 4 fell directly from about two meters away. Fu Luo felt like a dice in a dice cup. As he swayed, he was almost strangled by his seat belt. He was stuck in his throat in one breath, turning into a cough, and an emergency alarm lit up in the cockpit of the mecha.

Countdown to blast "Four, Three..."

Fu Luo gritted his teeth and punched the emergency manual valve, pulled the manual decompressor to the bottom, and with a "boom", the entire No. 4 machine was broken into two pieces, and she forcibly disintegrated. A choking smell came from the fuselage.

Countdown to blast "two..."

Fu Luo once again launched the basic mecha.

System: "Alarm..."

Fu Luo: "It's a big deal to alert me, force it to start!"

A larger smell of mucus came, the alarm flickered faster, leaving only a half-mech in the cockpit slid forward desolately.

"one……"

Fu Luo controlled the 4th machine that was about to fall, stiffly turned sideways, and inserted straight between No. 2 and No. 3 in a vivid posture of overturning.

Just as she passed by, a loud noise came from beside her. The close-range blasting systems of seven mechas were opened at the same time, which was higher than any previous one. The huge blasting light ball was connected into a fan, and the wave-like energy was swept out in a tsunami.

The entire earth was trembling, and the air was aroused at such a high energy. The seven mechas were collectively rushing back by recoil, and the view almost turned into a sea of ​​fire.

cx105...is worthy of being the flower of al-Qaeda, and the close-range blasting system is designed so crazy.

Fu Luo closed his almost burned eyes and leaned heavily on the back of the cockpit chair.

"I almost went to see Einstein on the first day of joining the army." She thought to herself, "It's so good."

At this moment, the No. 4 system said flatly: "Alarm, serious damage to the fuselage, alarm, serious damage to the fuselage, and the risk of scrapping mecha is as high as 98%. Please leave the driver and ask the driver to leave the cabin..."

Fu Luo was stunned. Before she could figure out what this "please" meant, the hatch above her head opened, and a smell of ozone and high-priced nitrification gas came to her face. Then she loosened her body, opened her seat belt, and her entire vision rose sharply...

When Fu Luo came to his senses, he was already lying on the ground - Machine No. 4 threw her out.

So polite...

Before she could finish complaining in her heart, the indicator light on the No. 4 flashed weakly twice, and then disappeared without any chance.

Wait, is this scrapped?!

Fu Luo suddenly widened his eyes.

This thing is priceless on the black market, and everyone is sky-high, just... she just messed up with it!

An indescribable pain arose from Fu Luo's heart.

At this moment, a sudden reminder suddenly came from her headphones.

"Interception is completed, blocking instructions are completed."

Fu Luo was stunned. She turned around and saw that the gate of the signal station was almost close. The No. 5 had already rushed in first. The entire outer edge of the signal station seemed to be covered with an invisible layer of things.

At this moment, her neck tightened and her whole body hung up in the air.

Fu Luo: "Hey!"

The No. 1 aircraft flying over low altitude stretched out a mechanical fishing hand and picked her up. Fu Luo quickly stretched out his arms to cover his eyes and face. Despite this, she was still blew into a mess by the wind brought up at high speed.

The mecha team, which had only nine vehicles left, entered the No. 23 signal station in the blink of an eye.

The thick door closed behind her, and the robotic hand holding the back of her neck suddenly relaxed. Fortunately, Fu Luo was prepared and rolled forward and fell to the ground on one knee, maintaining the demeanor and dignity of the soldiers.

Just like that... took it down?

Fu Luo suddenly felt a little unreal.

She couldn't help with the next thing. Yang Ning ordered his subordinates to block the noise, turn off civilian signals, and quickly connected the signals from major military regions and space command centers.

Fu Luo looked at this legendary war era, but later became the signal station of everyone, moved his joints that had just been tortured in the mecha, and looked around quietly.

Unless under maintenance or system upgrades, the signal station has long been unmanned. The lights on the screen represent the strength and smoothness of the signal.

Yang Ning restored his calm "office director style" and was sending an application to the General Command. Fu Luo looked at the military signal area and suddenly wanted to make a call to at least confirm the safety of his family and friends - military signals can be secretly converted into civilians. During intensive training, those technical entourages of the combat ship maintenance department studied it privately.

It is an open secret to pass on generations in school.

Fu Luoqing couldn't help but take out his cell phone from his back, took it out and took it back.

"The signal is so precious," she thought, "I'd better bear it."

Suddenly, a noise rang in my ears. Fu Luo raised his head and found that the signal from the command center was completely connected.

It was not long since the disconnection from the central command center was disconnected, but the situation there had already undergone some indescribable reversal. The pro-war faction and pro-war faction who were originally tense seemed to have completely broken their faces. Fu Luo didn't understand politics very well, but looking at General Yang's appearance as if he was in charge of the overall situation, it seemed that the pro-war faction had the upper hand.

The leaders of the lords and factions had all been detained and controlled. If it weren't for the image of the command center, Fu Luo would have no doubt that they would have been pressed against their heads with a pistol.

Yang Ning briefly reported the situation at the No. 23 signal station. General Yang nodded in public, as if there was nothing extraordinary in the thrilling journey, and the one who was dying at the speed of life and death was not his biological son.

"I have sent a message to the Beijing Military Region to quickly provide you with support," said General Yang. "You can arrive within 20 minutes at the fastest. The communication channels covering the world cannot be connected for the time being. They are under emergency repair. The Command Center will send a letter to you to the major military regions, and then let the Propaganda Department send someone to convey to the people."

Yang Ning raised his eyebrows gently - the current situation was completely different from what he imagined. What happened on the front line?

"Because some surrender factions within our army had ulterior motives interfered and spread alarmist rumors, the Earth coalition... and even the lives and property of innocent people on the ground suffered heavy losses, and the situation was almost irreversible. Fortunately, a veteran general like Zhao Youxuan, who was loyal and brave, immediately led three special forces elites to attack the enemy's command ships, smashing the enemy's invincible mask and the rumors that our army would be defeated..."

Even though people of this era have long been accustomed to the complicated and timely flow of information, they are still shocked by the thrillingness contained in General Yang's short words. Whether it is the guards busy repairing the route or the Fu Luo who is wandering around, they all stand still, waiting for his following text.

General Yang looked solemn: "Tell me that the enemy is not invincible. He is not an invincible god. But if my great military spirit still exists for a moment, I will fight bloody battles with these forgetful ancestors to the end, so as to calm the hearts of my compatriots and comfort the spirits of the dead."
Chapter completed!