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Chapter 409 Come Touch Me

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    "In actual combat, we usually don't have too many opportunities to fight alone, and even if we do, we won't be able to use too complicated techniques."

    In the terminal building of Skadivo Base, the alloy skeleton supports a huge and bright space.  The previously arranged service desk, salute detector, conveyor belt and other facilities have been dismantled, and folding chairs are densely packed. Tian Xingjian is standing on the temporary central console, typing on the keyboard, and replacing the actual combat video on the virtual screen.  screen, while explaining basic manipulation skills to bandit soldiers.

    "Therefore, the skills we need to master are the deadly skills that can kill the opponent at the fastest speed! It is also the defensive skill that can bring us the greatest survival rate. Just now, I talked about the skill improvement of the arc rush, now  , let¡¯s take a look at the combination of this typical first-level control routine and the second-level basic control of sliding side kick"

    In the huge waiting hall, thousands of bandit mecha fighters from different genres are listening to Fatty's mech control theory lesson with rapt attention.  Sunlight penetrated through the glass curtain wall of the hall more than 20 meters high, wrapped in countless floating dust, and sprinkled on the soldiers in blue uniforms.

    In the empty space, apart from Fatty's voice, it was as quiet as if there was no one there, not even a cough.  While listening, the pilots quickly sketched the diagrams in the control manual.  The eyes looking at the virtual screen of the console are focused and excited.

    Fatty's voice echoed in the hall.  The fighting scene on the virtual screen was frozen.  From time to time, the soldiers looked at their dedicated companions beside them, and in their hearts, they would always involuntarily feel an unreal feeling.

    After several years, ten years or even decades of hard work and hard work, they originally thought that their whole life would be like countless predecessors in the genre, step by step in the mecha fighter, mecha knight, and mecha lord.  spent in climbing.

    Becoming a Mecha God of War and standing at the top of the free world was once the dream of each of them.

    However, when the war came, they realized that as a pilot, in this chaotic world, they are so fragile.

    Private mechs without long-range firepower and energy shields, those fancy or practical skills, are covered by fierce firepower, and their powerful shells are stripped off.  The habitual social form also collapsed in an instant, and the ability to hold pride became worthless.

    If they hadn't come here, the pilots believed that the beliefs they had built up with all the time since they were born would have collapsed long ago.

    Fortunately, they came here.

    These days, what they have learned here is completely unimaginable before.  They never knew that these skills had another way of manipulation.  They also didn't know that when they unknowingly stood on the mountain guided by the fat man, the previous records of basic skill manipulation that had reached the limit in their eyes could be broken so easily.

    Everything is like a dream.

    Not long ago, their suzerain led them into this base, and then they were ordered by the suzerain to forget their previous identities and become members of the bandit army.  They were put into a queue and repeated various trainings every day.

    When they only slept for three to five hours a day, they were rushed to the training ground like ducks.  When they are like fools, they are mechanically crawling and rolling in the muddy water.  When they heard the instructor's snarl explode in their ears, their nerves were tense and their minds were blank.  No one can see the future clearly.

    Then, the pilots who gathered at the Scardivo base saw 1,600 selected companions being called into this huge "classroom".  At that time, everyone just watched numbly.  They didn't care at all why these companions were called in.

    There seems to be no exact standard for the selection of the bandit army. Among the 1,600 people, the best are a few mecha commanders, while the worst are only peripheral disciples who have practiced for two or three years.  It seemed that these people were just more serious and worked harder than others in those boring trainings.

    While training exhaustedly, the remaining pilots watched this group of people go in and out, and then changed to another group, separated from them, and went to another training ground for training.

    It wasn't until a few days later, when they were easily knocked down by their companions who were far inferior to them in the mecha confrontation training, that they understood what happened.

    They will always remember the shining and fanatical eyes of the companions who entered the classroom first and received training on mech manipulation.  They also remembered the unbelievable feeling that they sat blankly in the knocked down mecha.  ?forward!

    "Send an order to speed up and arrive at the 230 kilometers of the Navarre Plain on the No. 2 Resource Highway to establish an attack position. Tomorrow morning, take down the 205 and 261 highlands set up by the enemy on the two wings of Pingqi Ridge and guarding the highway. In the evening, I will enter Puluo Town  !"

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    "Are you sure?" Wei Jianshan looked sullen, looking at the fat man who was driving the mech and jumping up and down in front of him, the veins on his forehead were throbbing violently.

    "I'm sure!" The fat man continued to dance seriously: "Today, I must convince you!"

    Wei Jianshan was silent for a long time, and finally turned his head: "What's wrong!"

    "Hurry up!" the fat man said angrily, "Don't be a coward!"

    "You are the coward!" Wei Jianshan was so angry that his eyes lit up.

    "Come here if you don't shrink your head!" The fat man stretched out his mechanical arm, and hooked his middle finger wretchedly: "Come!"

    Wei Jianshan stared at Fatty intently, he couldn't figure out why this Fatty suddenly drove a Phantom Stream's private mecha to provoke him.

    The private mech swayed back and forth like a butterfly, and the middle finger ticked again!

    "Come touch me."

    Wei Jianshan jumped into a rage, and pulled the mech control lever: "I can't fucking do it, the second-level mecha god of war, I can't even touch you! I will touch you to death today!"

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