Don't treat Omega as a man [Interstellar]

Chapter 17

Karas had no way to say anything to Ren, so he could only do his best to accompany him more, but he no longer took the initiative to mention things about Sheng Qingyu.Ren is very grateful that he has this kind of heart, so after training, he spends more energy on mecha research.

This training lasts for half a month.

There was no more news from the front line, as if the sudden war before had completely passed away.There is nothing wrong with it on the surface, but in the hearts of recruits like Rennes and Callas, this will be a hurdle that will never be passed.After all, being woken up by war sirens in the early hours of the morning is something that no one can easily forget.

The mid-term assessment will be in half a month. Due to the particularity of the recent border situation, Ansel is considering whether to advance the final assessment. This is what Karas secretly told him.Coincidentally, during a training session, Xiu came to the venue for an unprecedented time, called Ren out and talked about it alone.

"Your training is quite special." Xiu was very serious for a while, and looked at Ren very seriously, "I will not reduce the difficulty of your assessment because the training time is shortened. You must prepare well before the official test. .As for how far... you have to think about it yourself."

Just being able to control the mecha to walk is not enough. No one on the battlefield will see if your mecha walks coquettishly. You must consider the possible situations on the actual battlefield and manipulate the mecha to dodge, hide, crawl, or even fly. .Xiu asked Ren to choose the most convenient mecha to carry. Ren looked around one by one and chose the No. 12 mecha of medium size.

Xiu looked at him in surprise, "Why?"

"Although it's small in size, it's flexible," said Lane, "and the keys are easier to use, which is more suitable for my arm length."

He scratched his head, and said with some embarrassment, "But I haven't watched all of them yet, so far I've only gotten used to the No.15 generation, and I haven't watched the next five channels, maybe there are better ones in it."

The replacement of combat mechs is very fast. Due to the needs of the war, different types of mechas have different functions. In fact, there is only a difference of two or three years between the No.15 generation and the No.20 generation. The difference lies in the operation method and usage. Effect only.

It is not enough for a mecha soldier to be able to operate all the mechas.What Renn really needs to do now is not only familiarize himself with the operation, but more importantly, find the one that suits him best among the twenty mechas.

Xiu didn't say anything more, and led him to take the elevator to the simulation training room on the third floor.The field here is only half the size of the training room downstairs, but the ceiling is as high as a five-story building.Facing an extremely heavy glass door, there is a full-view concave window on the side, which contains a dialogue box and an operation box. Xiu instructed Ren to "open" the mecha into the venue, and he closed the door and stood at the in front of the window.

Xiu said to Ryan on the opposite side through the microphone, "Choose a scene."

Ren didn't understand what he meant, and replied in a daze, "Uh...ordinary?"

Xiu pouted speechlessly, and pressed a button in the operation box.

Ren, who was inside the mecha, felt his eyes blur. In a hurry, he wanted to press the mecha's preparation button, but he froze for a moment when he opened his eyes. He raised his hand in the air and forgot to put it down.

In front of him was a vast space scene, the picture was shaking, and a small planet was moving slowly in the distance. After watching it for only two seconds, Ren felt that his feet seemed to be unstable. The immersive feeling of floating made his knees tremble a little.

He wanted to lower the hatch to see what happened, but he heard Xiu say, "Hold on, this is fake."

Of course Ren knew it was fake, but the feeling was so realistic that he began to doubt his own eyes.

Xiu didn't give him much time to adapt, and quickly said, "Pay attention to the front right."

Following his words, Ren looked to his front right, and saw something flying towards him very far, far away.

Ren reacted quickly, opened the far-sighted platform and adjusted a few parameters, and saw the specific appearance of the little thing.

It was a small particle-tracking cannon, a model commonly used in the army, and most suitable for space combat.It has a special booster inside, which can push it to change its trajectory in the air.Ren saw the red round mark on the shell, and cold sweat began to break out on the back of his neck.

If you can see the round mark, it means that you have been locked by this shell. Unless it hits other objects, it will keep chasing you until it catches up, or its energy is exhausted.

Generally speaking, the compressed propellant in the tracking cannon can support it to fly for two days and two nights, but now that Ren is locked, there must be no propellant. Whether it stops depends on Xiu's will.

Ren stared at the farsighted screen in a daze, and Xiu's voice seemed to have drifted far away, but Ren still captured five words——

"focus."

OK, focus.Ren silently reminded himself in his heart.He switched the long-sighted platform to a power track thermal display, and at the same time locked the tracking cannon on the opposite side.Then he tentatively moved the mecha ten steps to the left, and as expected, the shell also changed direction, coming towards the face of the twelfth generation mecha.

Ren quickly fixed the safety seat, tied himself firmly to the seat with the straps, and pressed the start switch to prepare for combat.

100 meters, 50 meters, 20 meters, ten meters...

When the monitoring system realized that the cannonball was still five meters away from him, Ren quickly manipulated the mech to bend down and rushed towards his left front.

The particle tracking cannon flew past the right arm of the mecha. Although Ren couldn't hear the sound in space, he could see the sparks generated by the shell rubbing against the mecha's shell.Ren was so frightened that he quickly started a self-examination and found that it was only a shallow scar.It seemed that the cannonball was a lot bigger than he expected. After silently calculating it in his mind, Rennes put up all his energy to confront it.

Of course the cannonball behind him would not let him go, Ren quickly turned around and saw the cannonball turning around and rushing towards him.This time, the distance was relatively close, so Ren could only throw himself on the ground, which showed that he kicked and slid forward.Cannonballs were chasing after him, and Ren manipulated Twelve Generations to dodge left and right, and almost failed to dodge several times.But fortunately, as he said, the No.12 generation mecha is very flexible, and can save the day every time.

Xiu looked outside for a while before turning on the microphone, and asked Ren, "Fly."

"what?"

The vacuum environment was simulated so well that Renn almost didn't hear Xiu's words.

"Fly," Xiu repeated, "at the top of the console on the right, the black one..."

"I know!" Ren didn't know where he got angry. It might be because Xiu had been speaking in a very calm and even gloating tone, which made Ren feel like a monkey being teased.

He pulled down the flight switch before the next cannonball came after him, and the mecha rose into the air. Ren sat in it and felt that he was weightless. Because he was not very skilled in the operation, the mecha was shaking slightly in mid-air. Looking at the scene, Ren really had the illusion that he couldn't keep his feet on the ground in space.

It was the highest of his few flights.Ren couldn't quickly maneuver the mecha while flying and dodging, and was quickly chased by the shells.

There was a very violent vibration from the fuselage, and Ren was shaken almost out of the safety seat and fell to the ground.He fell rapidly in the air, and was about to fall to the ground. At this time, three splints were suddenly opened from the back of the mecha, and the power machine spewed out flames, and slowly fell down supporting the mecha.

The door opened, Xiu held a switch pen, and walked slowly to the twelfth generation machine.The hatch opened, and Ren was tied to a chair, gasping for breath with his head raised, his eyes filled with emptiness and dullness like the rest of his life after a catastrophe.

Xiu smiled and looked down at him, "Four minutes and three seconds, too bad."

Ren's heart was pounding, and he couldn't respond to his words at all.

"But since it's your first time doing this kind of training, I forgive you for your failure." Xiu shrugged, released Ren from the chair, and pulled him up, "However, no one will forgive you in war If you fail, you won't have any chance to start over, understand?"

Ren's whole body seemed to be drenched in sweat. When he heard him say this, he stood at attention and saluted reflexively, and replied tremblingly, "Understood!"

On the other side of the border of the Lard Yak galaxy, a team consisting of only three people is ambushing on an asteroid. The mechas of the three people are all dark black. Under the perfect cover of the space background, in the Little by little, it moves towards the edge of the planet.

Next to the planet is the frontier warship of the galaxy.Unlike the warships in the Lard Yak galaxy, the warships here are small and flexible, and they are parked right next to the planets, giving them an excellent opportunity to hijack it.

People in the galaxy would not think that someone could cross the border and come to them. Let alone how much the delay of inter-galaxy will harm the human body, the patrol manpower they have deployed on the border can be said to be impeccable. The airy human wall is gone.

But even this impenetrable wall will always be knocked down one day.

Sheng Qingyu and his two teammates slipped in along the time rift between the two galaxies. Their mechs were covered with a layer of soft armor for basic protection, and they were taken off after successfully sneaking in.Soldiers of the Special Forces have always only brought one-way items. If the mission is completed smoothly, they will naturally have a way to go back. If the mission fails, no matter how many items they take, they will be useless.

Sheng Qingyu sent a signal to his teammates in the mech. They had already touched the closest place to the enemy warship and needed to stop and recuperate and confirm the tactics.

They turned on the internal communication device, and Sheng Qingyu put the internal structure diagram of the enemy warship on the electronic screen, and said in a deep voice, "Look at the three doors on the left, and the turret is above it. There are the fewest guards here. Let's go up from here. "

"But there should be artillery inside, so it's easy to spot." A comrade quickly retorted.

"There are too many people outside the other doors, and there is no way to get in without fighting." Sheng Qingyu said, "Either sneak in from the turret, or shoot down directly."

It is not impossible to beat them down, but there are only three of them, so casualties must be avoided to the greatest extent.

After being silent for a long time, another person who hadn't spoken said, "Sneak in first, if it doesn't work, just fight from inside."

"The control room is directly above the turret. They are very confident in their firepower system, so there must be a ladder inside." Sheng Qingyu analyzed, "We need to go up to the control room as soon as possible and close the hatch to block them. support."

"Or climb up directly. It may be faster from the outside." The comrade-in-arms said.

"Then we have to wait until the warship turns around, and we can't see the specific situation over there from here."

"How long until it turns around?"

Sheng Qingyu looked at the time, "About three hours."

The comrade over there cursed in a low voice, Sheng Qingyu put away the unused images on the display screen, and pointed all the trackers at the enemy warship.

"Now we can only wait."

The first comrade-in-arms suddenly said, "Annoying."

"how?"

"The mission came out too quickly, and I didn't even have time to call my mother-in-law." The comrade-in-arms dissatisfied in a low voice, "She was only born two weeks ago."

"Congratulations." The voice of another comrade-in-arms also intervened.

Sheng Qingyu smiled helplessly. Now they just need to wait. Since they are performing missions in space, they are not afraid of their voices leaking out and being heard, so they can only chat.Sheng Qingyu seldom talked about such topics as family, so he silently listened to the two comrades talking about their wives and children, and they chatted happily.

Suddenly, the first person asked him, "Ayu, why don't you have an Omega yet?"

Sheng Qingyu was taken aback, then smiled, "There is no time, and there is no need."

"Fart." The comrade-in-arms insulted him carelessly, "You just have high vision."

"I don't have high vision," Sheng Qingyu said sincerely, "It's just that I haven't met a suitable one for the time being."

"Then you haven't seen an Omega? As long as you have one, you want a bicycle."

Sheng Qingyu smiled and listened to the old jokes of his comrades-in-arms, and said, "How can that be done?"

"Then you've met before." Maybe it's too boring, the man's heart of gossip has been aroused, "Tell me, how bad is he, why can't he get into your eyes?"

"Don't talk nonsense, he's not bad." Sheng Qingyu seemed to have thought of something, the corner of his mouth smiled even wider, "He... is actually quite good."

"Who?"

"my brother."

"Damn, Sheng Qingyu, you lied to me!" The bluffing voice of his comrade-in-arms lingered in the small mech room, "I really listened, you beast!"

"Shut up, you!" Sheng Qingyu scolded him with a smile.