Although it was only a basic model, the moment one sat in it, they could feel the comfort and compatibility. Every pilot had a certain kind of experience with mecha. Although it could not be said that it would affect their operation, these subtle details could indeed reflect their skills. It was nothing more than striving for perfection.
Just a basic model had such accomplishments. One could not help but be impressed.
It was a pity that Wang Zheng could not remember the feeling of operating Atlantis' Phantom King. Or rather, it was not his own skill. But at least it showed that as long as the method was right, he could also operate it.
"Would you like to continue training?"
A pop-up window appeared in Wang Zheng's vision, and he chose yes.
Training for a heavy mech should be very interesting. He really wanted to know what Aslan's training system was like. Sigh, there were so many troublesome things. He was in the physics department, and he had to find a way to change departments.
What a headache, but it was also quite hurtful. The identity of the Solar System's IG team leader was not as useful as achievements in physics.
What a trap!
Indigo should be the name of the person who had just run out. He was doing mech positioning training.
In Aslan, foundation and technology were the most respected and valued. Although they had the best mecha in the Milky Way Alliance, Aslan had always adhered to the various creeds of nurturing outstanding pilots. Only good pilots could bring out the best in a good mech. Blindly pursuing mecha was putting the cart before the horse. After all, talent was the main focus.
Wang Zheng looked at the training demonstration, and his eyes showed excitement. Even a heavy mech had to undergo such difficult positioning training?
Among the types of mecha, the main purpose of a heavy mech was to suppress and attack with firepower. Positioning was not important. Being unafraid of death was the most important. But this was not the case in Aslan.
Terrain positioning training, attack and evasion training, according to the difficulty, divided into many levels, and the training was quite targeted. There was also a breakdown of the opponent's situation. Looking at the huge training levels, if one could really master the entire set of training, then the quality of the trained warriors would definitely be amazing.
This showed that not only was the hardware amazing, but the software was even more amazing. Strength was not a coincidence, it was really accumulated bit by bit.
If the Solar System wanted to rise, it was not an urgent matter. Good preparation was needed.
On second thought, it really could not be done slowly. They probably needed something exciting to stir up the whole atmosphere.
This was obviously not something Wang Zheng could worry about. He was quickly attracted to the training.
The Metal Guard was not difficult to operate. Most basic models were simple to operate, but it was very difficult to use it well.
Although it was a virtual battle environment, the mech was real. The difficulty of operating would be completely reflected by the pilot. However, to Wang Zheng, it only took him a little time to adjust his muscles' memory of strength.
Although it was a heavy mech, its flexibility was very high. This meant that there was a lot of room for movement, giving the pilot enough leeway to perform.
This was the unique characteristic of Aslan's mecha. The mech's performance would not be limited by the mech's lack of performance. Even the basic model was so good. Student Wang was indeed a little envious, but after thinking about it, this was Aina's country, so he let it go.
Chapter 9 Who Is He
Clearly, sometimes a man's time was unreliable. The so-called 10 minutes had long passed, and Wang Zheng had also completed two rounds of training.
It was indeed quite difficult. After two rounds of training, he had actually started sweating. Given his current physical strength and condition, it was indeed rare.
"Training is over. Student Ceylan, congratulations on passing."
Wang Zheng was stunned. The screen turned black …
F * * k, the other party seemed to have only wanted him to watch. How did he do that? The screen automatically turned black. He looked at the time. Half an hour had passed. F * * k …
His old problem was acting up again. When he saw a mech, he could not move.
Of the 36 stratagems, running was the best!
Wang Zheng saw that there was no one outside and ran away. Fortunately, fortunately.
Ceylan was also running for his life. He almost knew how to fly. Girls were really a headache when they flipped out. They were completely unreasonable. He was in class. Wasn't this challenging his limits? He hoped that Old Ghost had not returned yet. If Old Ghost found out that he had actually been absent-minded during training, he would definitely be in deep trouble.
God bless him!
Ceylan shot through the door and rushed towards his own training room. He had just turned a corner when he suddenly froze.
F * * k, what kind of international situation was this!
There was a group of people surrounding his training room … and Old Ghost.
This was definitely the rhythm of running. That's right, he would go back and find a wall to ram into. Then he would say that he had gone to the infirmary.
Just as he was about to leave, he was patted on the shoulder. "Ah, Ceylan, why are you here? The teacher is looking for you. Go quickly!"
Ceylan's smile was really sadder than crying. Although Old Ghost was still considered good to him, that was only when he was serious. What he hated the most was absent-mindedness.
In the Royal College, respect for teachers was a must. Not only was it tradition, but the teachers also held a fatal recommendation power. That was, anyone who wanted to enter the Royal Guards and the army had to be recommended by the teachers. Only the best of the best could join.
"Ceylan, you're doomed. Old Ghost has been in for 10 minutes and still hasn't come out."
One of the brothers teased.
"Ceylan, if you don't explode in silence, you will perish in silence. Congratulations, you are finally going to perish."
Everyone laughed. Everyone had times when they skipped class. Most teachers and instructors were not so old-fashioned, but Old Ghost was definitely an exception. He was a complete mess. Results were important, but the requirements for discipline were also very high. Therefore, everyone was especially careful when attending Old Ghost's class. Even if he was not there, no one really dared to be absent-minded.
Ceylan was definitely challenging Old Ghost's bottom line.
Ceylan was completely like a deflated balloon. How could he be so miserable and directly bump into the muzzle of a gun?
Sigh, femme fatale.
Bang, bang, bang …
There was no response from inside. It seemed that Old Ghost's firepower was higher than expected. It was over.
Gathering his courage, Ceylan knocked on the door again.
The door opened with a bang. All the onlookers took a step back, distancing themselves from Ceylan.
When the city gate was on fire, the fish in the moat should not be implicated.
Old Ghost's face was very solemn. The atmosphere was oppressive to a certain extent. Ceylan gritted his teeth.
"Teacher, I was wrong … I."
At this time, resistance was definitely severe. Being honest was the only way to survive.
Old Ghost interrupted Ceylan and sized him up with a strange expression. "It's you, not you?"
Old Ghost's doubts confused everyone. One must know that Old Ghost had always been swift and decisive. What was wrong with him today?
"Teacher, I was wrong. I shouldn't have sneaked out during training," Ceylan said.
Old Ghost waved his hand. "I'm not asking you about that. Did you complete the basic training set A?"
Instantly, the students burst into discussion. The difficulty of the basic training set A was extremely high. It involved all kinds of displacement tests. It was already difficult to use some of the more agile mecha, let alone the Metal Guard. Everyone knew that Ceylan was trying to break through this difficulty, but they were not too optimistic about it.
Ceylan was stunned and scratched his head. "There are still two major items missing. Damn, I can't complete it at all."
"Then who completed it for you?" Old Ghost pointed at the already dimmed window.
This was the situation when the training was completed.
Ceylan's mouth opened wider and wider. What the f * ck was going on? He rushed up with a big stride.
F * ck, he really completed it. He had been attacking for half a month and had not succeeded. What the f * ck was going on?
F * ck.
Old Ghost was also stunned. "It really wasn't you?"
"It wasn't me. My girlfriend just said that she wanted to break up. I had no choice, so I went out. … Oh right, I saw someone here just now. I let him stay inside for a while, just for half an hour …"
Ceylan was dumbfounded. "Could it be …"
"Impossible. Completing the two most difficult items in half an hour. Could it be Oz or Aurora messing around?"
Ceylan muttered. It was possible for these two to complete it, but they were not heavy mech pilots. They would not be interested.
"The two of them have not returned from accompanying Her Highness!" Old Ghost shook his head. "What does that person look like?"
Ceylan was stunned for a while and scratched his head. "I can't remember. He seems … very ordinary. He's not from Aslan."
Old Ghost's eyes widened. There were so many students in the Royal College who were not from the Aslan Empire. Where could he find such a person?
"Next time you meet him, you must ask him clearly for me!"
Ceylan wiped his sweat. He did not expect things to end just like that. He had thought that even if he did not die, he would at least lose a layer of skin.
"Take a good look at the training replay!" Old Ghost threw down such a sentence.
Ceylan and the rest immediately rushed in, scanned their own Skylinks, and restarted the replay.
Then the entire house was silent. … What the f * ck was this thing …
Student Wang was already strolling leisurely on the roads of Aslan. Moving around felt good all over. It looked like he really had to find a way to get himself into the Mech Department. The atmosphere in Aslan was really great. It would be even better if he could spar again.
Ceylan entered the cockpit and watched the replay. What kind of person was so awesome? It was very difficult to use the Metal Guard. Could it be … that cowardly looking guy?
Ceylan really could not remember what the other party looked like. He just felt that the other party's smile was very comfortable. How should he put it? He was very trustworthy.
The replay began.
The Metal Guard was a little stiff at first. It was obvious that the other party was familiarizing himself with the operation of this mech. Ceylan was a professional heavy mech pilot. His understanding of heavy mecha was also one of the best in the Royal College. Otherwise, Old Ghost would not have paid so much attention to him.
From the other party's operation, this person was not a heavy mech pilot.
But very quickly, Ceylan's mouth opened wider and wider. On the screen, the Metal Guard was doing dodging movements like a butterfly. It was hard to imagine what kind of pilot was sitting inside.
Dodging in the Thunderstorm Zone. Prediction. Super prediction. Dodging against heavy mecha required prediction in advance. Fast eyes, fast hands, and fast muscle reactions.
This person was too fast!
His prediction time was actually one second earlier than him!
This was simply impossible. At this level, being able to predict one second in advance was already heaven-defying.
No wonder Old Ghost was so shocked. F * ck, this person must have a knack. If he could master this knack, he would definitely go to the next level!
Ceylan's heart was burning. What a pity. He had missed such a good opportunity for his girlfriend. Sometimes, he could not understand women. Men liked mecha, not other girls. Why would they be jealous?
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