After leaving the spaceport, everyone looked around curiously. It was cleaner than they had imagined. The air was fresh, and there were lush greenery everywhere. There were even flower beds by the side of the road. It was not as dirty and messy as they had imagined.
However, those who came and went, even if they were businessmen, all looked fierce. Those who looked younger had groups of fierce bodyguards following behind them, proving that this was indeed Yagorus. Here, young, pretty boys like them were the exception.
In a moment, two maglev armoured vehicles appeared in front of everyone. This was their mode of transportation.
"Damn, so sturdy. Don't tell me they have an energy shield system?" Atos said. Although he had been eliminated, he had still followed along. It was good to be a sparring partner.
"That's right. Who knows, someone might be aiming at you with a laser gun," the bald guy said.
Their destination was a mercenary camp. The security was tight, and it looked like a prison. Masasi and the rest felt a little strange. When did Boss change his style? Why would he interact with people of this level?
They changed into their mercenary battle suits in the changing room and went straight to the training ground.
Rumble …
Mecha rose from the ground one by one. They had been transported directly from the mecha warehouse through a transmission elevator.
There were 20 mecha, and there were five main types: support type, scout type, heavy armor type, shooting type, and balanced type.
Achilles smiled. "Pick a mech that you like and familiarize yourself with it."
A group of pilots who looked like mercenaries walked out of the mecha and made way for them. They looked at Masasi and the rest strangely, as if they were looking at animals.
"Dorisius, why do I feel that these guys are interested in men?" Dong Xiaosa said.
"Damn, Pi Xiaoxiu, you're so young. Be careful."
"Get lost!" Pi Xiaoxiu only said one word.
This place was chaotic. Who knew what they liked? Anyway, they felt uncomfortable. If not for Achilles' request, they would not have come to such a place. There was no shortage of mecha.
Milo chose the scout type, Masasi chose the balanced type, and Pi Xiaoxiu randomly chose the support type. In his words, support type mecha usually stood at the back, and their safety was guaranteed.
Among the 20 mecha, not all were their specialties, so they just randomly chose one.
How much was that?
Their mecha warehouse immediately had a few hundred mecha. Not only were there many types from the Solar System, but there were also those from other galaxies.
Who knew if Zhang Shan would faint from envy if he heard about this situation? Comparing oneself to others would only make one angry.
On the training ground, Masasi and the rest were operating their respective mecha, familiarizing themselves with the mecha. Knowing that these people were mercenaries, the eight of them had a little bit of pride in their hearts. They did not think much of being a mercenary. Only those who were not wanted by the military or retired would become mercenaries.
Although the training grounds did not look luxurious, the facilities were very comprehensive. Milo piloted the mech to a footwork training ground and started practicing her footwork.
The training ground remotely controlled the mecha's power system. Once there was a mistake in footwork, the mecha would be forced to stop, and the training would end.
A light spot indicating movement appeared on the ground. The moment Milo piloted the mech to step on it, there was a buzzing sound. Another light spot quickly appeared ten meters away, indicating that the mech had to move in position within two seconds. Boom! The mech rushed forward and stepped on the new light spot.
More and more flashing lights appeared in the distance, and the mecha moved quickly. In the beginning, the distance between the flashing lights was still within a reasonable range, but gradually, the distance between the flashing lights became larger and larger, and the time given to the mecha to move also became shorter and shorter.
Boom boom boom …
Milo was having a lot of fun. The main point was the footwork. It was flashy in CT, but to be able to use it in real life, it was a true trump card. The concept was completely different.
Boom! The system increased the difficulty, and various laser obstacles appeared in the path of Milo's movement. As long as she touched them, the mech would be forced to stop. However, Milo only smiled. The mech easily twisted and dodged, and still rushed forward in a straight line. The speed was so fast that it gave people the feeling that the mech had become a ghost, directly passing through the obstacles.
Clearly, this footwork training system posed no difficulty to Milo.
Dong Xiaosa laughed as he rushed to the strength training ground. The training method was very simple. It was to collide. Laser obstacles appeared in front of him. The battle mission of the heavy defensive mech was to use the most violent method to break through the enemy's formation, or to block the enemy's assault mech from attacking their own mech.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! Dong Xiaosa continued to attack, slamming into one obstacle after another. Each collision was solid, and the main thing was to test the pilot's ability to recover and react in time after being shaken back. Speed, speed, speed.
Under normal circumstances, this kind of collision training required an average of three obstacles to be broken in a minute. Five was considered excellent.
However, Dong Xiaosa clearly did not have such a concept. He rushed to the end, never stopping. Boom boom boom …
In a minute, ten obstacles were broken. Moreover, the mech did not suffer much damage. The heavy shield's consumption did not exceed 30%.
Although it was just a collision, the mech looked more elegant under his control. It was not as ugly as the average person, who looked like he was sharpening his head to hit the wall.
The Eight Stars each had their own performance. This was to familiarize themselves with the mech. Basically, they chose the training ground that they were good at.
Was this training? There was no need to go through so much trouble. Moreover … these mecha were all old.
At the side, the mercenaries were just watching with smiles. From time to time, they would whisper to each other.
Achilles smiled and asked the bald leader, "How is it?"
The bald leader smiled and said, "Their basic skills are not bad. They are all geniuses."
Achilles smiled and looked at the bald leader. "I didn't reserve this place just to listen to the Wolf King speak well of me."
The Wolf King, Yazzo, was a famous figure in the Solar System mercenary circle. The Wolf Spirit Mercenary Group that he led could easily enter the top ten, and he himself was a rare expert.
"A bunch of trash." Yazzo said faintly, looking at Achilles with an expressionless face. Achilles seemed to have expected this and was still smiling.
"Keke, is this why I brought them here?"
He pointed to the mercenaries who seemed to be watching a circus.
Yazzo looked at Achilles and said, "I owe your family a favor, but that doesn't mean that my people are interested in playing with you."
"Of course, if we really fight and cause any damage, I will compensate you double. Moreover, I know that you have always wanted to update the mech warehouse."
Achilles had hit the Wolf King's lifeline in one go.
Yazzo looked at Achilles. He knew that this young man was strong. "Are you sure?"
"When have I ever been uncertain of my words?"
The young man in front of him had a warm smile, but his eyes were filled with unquestionable authority.
To Yazzo, this was a good deal!
Once they heard that there would be training, everyone became interested. Masasi and the rest had long passed the stage of training alone. There was no point in training alone.
"Who's going first?"
Yazzo looked at the group of little kids and said.
Dong Xiaosa stood up with a bang. "I'll go first. I heard that you are mercenaries. Don't worry, I will not go overboard. I won't ruin your rice bowls."
The group of mercenaries laughed. Yazzo also laughed, but there was a great deal of sarcasm in his laughter. "Black skin."
"I can't even bear to lay my hands on such delicate and tender meat." A black-skinned, muscular man cracked his thick lips, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth. He nimbly made his way into a similar heavy defensive mech.
In five minutes, Dong Xiaosa's mech had all four limbs broken, and he had lost the ability to fight. If he had been an enemy, Dong Xiaosa would have been dead by now.
"Little girl, you're putting up a good fight." Black skin jumped out of the mech and said with a smile. Dong Xiaosa felt a chill run down his spine.
Who the f * ck were these people? Most importantly, he did not understand how he had been taken down, and he could not get up no matter how hard he tried.
"Let me try!" Milo said, her eyes cold. These people might not have fancy techniques, but they had accumulated experience in battle. Sometimes, such people were even more terrifying.
Milo was indeed agile, but she had not had the chance to unleash a chain of attacks. She simply could not unleash such a beautiful chain of attacks.
The opponent was not a wooden dummy, nor was it an acrobatic performance. A real warrior with real combat experience would be able to cut in decisively and not give you a second chance.
Milo had held on for a little longer, but she had also been beaten to a pulp.
In the blink of an eye, the two mecha were smoking. Milo, who had been pulled out of the cockpit, was pale.
In a real mech, having its energy shield destroyed, and then having its limbs sliced open by the opponent, that feeling was no different from dying once.
Dong Xiaosa was a little better. After all, he was a man. The impact on Milo was a little too great.
The others were silent. They finally understood what this group of mercenaries was laughing about.
Yazzo laughed. "Thank you for your patronage. Would you like to pay by card or cash?"
Achilles smiled. "Your people are not bad. I'll give you three times the price. Within half an hour, 50 million will be in your account. During this time, you don't have to take on any missions."
"Our Wolf Spirit Mercenary Group is the most professional. The customer is God."
Yazzo grinned and looked playfully at the group of shocked primary school students. In his heart, he was amazed at Achilles' generosity, but there was no need to be surprised.
This was because he was Achilles, a member of that family. No one had ever offended that family and still managed to survive in the Solar System.
Achilles walked in front of Masasi and the rest. Rather than talking about a lot of logic, it was better to speak with facts.
"There isn't much time left for this training. If you can't even handle them, then you don't have to go to IG," Achilles said calmly.
Achilles said calmly. His goal was not the Solar System. Only the vast and boundless starry sky was his limit.
In fact, all the major military schools had already started to prepare, but many people had lost right from the start.
At this moment, Zhang Shan was piloting the Demon Wolf and doing a somersault. F * ck, who was so perverted as to invent a beast-type mech!
(Next night, the last three days of March. Comrades of the Skeleton Corps, let us work hard together. Requesting monthly votes!!!)
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