Hearing this sentence, all the pores on Xu Le's skin opened at the same time. The cold sweat on his skin seemed to turn into mist and dissipated in an instant, leaving behind only a sense of comfort. The reason why he had such a strong feeling was because the previous seven seconds of silence made him very frightened.
The far-flung The Glory Of The Charter relied on countless aircraft, satellites, ground electronic monitoring networks, and even all the chips used by the government to build a giant network that would never have any gaps or gaps.
In the past, when Xu Le wanted to actively contact the great existence through this network, there was never any delay. The other party was like a god that would answer all his requests, always by his side. He needed to delay for a period of time before he could contact the other party. This was something he had never experienced before.
It was just that in the tragic and tense military exercise site, Xu Le didn't have enough energy to capture this strange phenomenon and arouse enough vigilance. He just subconsciously felt that the first sentence that the old thing said today was a little different.
"Help me find a person, Iron Seventh Division Lieutenant Colonel Ximen Jin."
Looking at the grid in his left eye, Xu Le quickly said. The Federal Central Computer wouldn't always appear in his retina with the face of an old butler. Sometimes, it was just some relatively simple and boring lines. He didn't know what kind of algorithm the Federal Central Computer represented.
In the Fox Fortress Black Dungeon, Xu Le had a lot of conversations with the computer of the Bureau of Proclamation. He was already familiar with and used to this mode of communication in his mind, so even though he knew that the other party was operating a cold and mechanical program, he always felt like he was talking to an old butler.
"This goes against the charter …"
Without hearing the complete sentence, Xu Le said in his mind, "It's not like you haven't done it before. Although until today, I still don't understand what kind of virus is in your computer to make it go crazy."
"You know what I'm doing right now."
Xu Le quickly said to the grid of light dots in his mind, "Just treat it as a game. After all, it's not like the last time in the building where I need you to help me kill someone."
The old man was silent for a long time. Suddenly, there was a change in his voice as he said, "Since it's a game, why don't I just change the data and kill all of the enemy's simulated troops. Then, I'll send you two armies?"
In the cockpit, Xu Le was startled. He lifted the light screen goggles on his eyes. Only then did he remember that a large portion of the simulated firepower in today's military exercise was simulated and distributed by the Charter computer.
Hearing the old man's suggestion, he couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded. He said, "Even if you want to cheat, you should have some professional ethics. You have to leave a way out for others."
Because of this shock, he once again missed the opportunity to notice the old thing's abnormality today. It was obvious that the computer program in the depths of the Bureau of Proclamation was very mischievous today.
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Xu Le's left eye could see ghosts and people that he couldn't see before. It was like an omniscient and omnipotent radar. However, beyond his own body and even the mecha outside of his body, through the chip behind his neck, he was connected to the Charter of the Universe.
This was his biggest secret. In the darkness before dawn, when the Iron Seventh Division's defense battalion was about to win the military exercise, he decided to use this ability that made him feel a little scared and wanted to avoid it.
The other end of the black dream fell silent again. The fine light dots condensed into a grid and simulated a three-dimensional map. It was transmitted into his brain and appeared on his retina. If he wanted to, and the old man agreed, he could even peek at the First Lady taking a bath. At this time, it wasn't very difficult to find the calm Lieutenant Colonel Ximen Jin in the middle of the mountains.
If he found Ximen Jin, he would find the headquarters of the Iron Seventh Division.
Turning off all of the mecha's detection equipment, Xu Le stared at the holographic screen in front of him with his naked eyes. He controlled the black MX mecha and moved silently through the forest. Following the map points in his eyes, he gradually approached his target. His eyes grew brighter and brighter, like a wolf shooting out the light of its prey in the dark forest.
After the MX mecha's automatic electronic shielding, it became a rock in the dark night. Regardless of whether it was the heat it emitted or the electromagnetic wave that leaked out from the dual engines, it was all carefully designed and controlled within an extremely small range. The problem was that the MX in this state had a huge disadvantage — it had lost all of its detection equipment. It could only hide but not launch a surprise attack.
However, Xu Le, who was controlling the MX, was able to make up for this disadvantage.
At 6.13 am, a faint ray of light appeared on the horizon, but the surroundings were still pitch black. There were no sounds of birds or insects in the forest, only bursts of light coming from the direction of the Yellow Mountains in the distance. It looked like the troops commanded by Zhou Yu and those military cadets were still making their last stand.
After capturing the location of the Iron Seventh Division's headquarters, Xu Le used more than ten minutes to control the black MX. Like a ghost, under the cover of the night, he used his superb control skills to silently climb over two steep mountain peaks and approach the enemy's camp.
Along the way, although the heavy mecha couldn't avoid crushing a few rocks and making some noise, startling the two sleeping eagles, the mecha still managed to successfully hide from the Iron Seventh Division's strict electronic surveillance equipment under its automatic electronic shielding state.
The black MX mecha arrived at the peak of Blue Lake. In front of it was a steep slope, and below it was the command camp of the Iron Seventh Division's defense battalion. Looking from afar in the darkness, there were only a few dim lights in the camp, so it was impossible to see how much firepower was hidden.
In the mecha, Xu Le frowned as he carefully analyzed the terrain and the enemy's defenses. He knew that stealth would stop here. If the two sides got any closer, they would no longer be within the range of the electronic shielding battle. The black MX mecha's body would be visible to the naked eye.
That old thing's earlier words could only be taken as a joke. If the central computer really did suddenly kill all of Blue Team's virtual troops and then transferred two divisions' worth of troops to Red Team, how could the military exercise continue?
Finding the enemy's headquarters was already cheating, but to actually break through the enemy's headquarters and obtain victory in this military exercise, Xu Le had to do it himself.
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"Still haven't found it?"
In the military exercise command hall, General Miles had a dark expression on his face as he unceremoniously reprimanded the staff officers around him. That MX mecha had already disappeared for a long time. The intense battle at the front line of the Lonely Ridge at Yellow Mountain Ridge had already reached its end, but in the end, the command hall still had not been able to pull up the image of that MX mecha. This sort of information gathering ability naturally did not satisfy him.
"Found it!" A military staff officer suddenly stood up from behind the workbench and said excitedly, "We found it just now, but there was a delay in the data. The satellite image was only pulled up now."
"Then hurry up and show it," General Miles said in a low voice.
There were 30 or so large screens in the command hall, and seven of them showed a circular moving image. In the extremely dark background of the image, only the faint silhouette of a black mecha could be seen. It was running nonstop in the mountains behind the base, leaping and running at an extremely fast speed …
"Is that Xu Le?" General Miles frowned as he turned to ask Minister Zou.
Zou Yingxing's brow was also furrowed, and he said, "Should be."
"Where is he going? He hasn't slowed down at all … "General Miles couldn't quite guess the intentions of that black mecha." Could it be that he knows where Seventh Division's headquarters is? "
Zou Yingxing shook his head. "It's clearly in a completely shielded state. Both sides' public satellite signals can't be received, so how can he find it?"
Just as the two military bigwigs were whispering to each other, the military exercise command hall gradually quieted down. All of the high-ranking generals and staff officers in charge of the exercise planning had their eyes firmly glued to the silhouette of the MX mecha on the screen.
The image taken by the military's precision satellite was very clear, and due to the angle of the lighting, the black mecha that had been running along the mountain ridge was faintly shrouded in a layer of faint light. Facing the rugged, weathered rock face of the mountain, this black mecha was actually running so fast. Whether it was leaping or zigzagging, it had no intention of slowing down. Moreover, looking at the analysis of the dust when the mecha's feet landed on the ground, it was likely that even the sound of the landing would not be too loud …
Could this be the true form of the MX mecha? But no matter how advanced the MX mecha was, to be able to run along the mountains at such a high speed and with such stability and serenity, it could only rely on the pilot's superb control skills. In the hands of this pilot, the black mecha's movements were clear and concise, light and agile, exuding an indescribable sense of wonder and beauty. It far surpassed the impression that the average military ace pilot left on others.
Who was this pilot? The military exercise command hall was silent. Everyone's eyes were glued to the screen, to the black mecha on the screen … walking silently on the other side of the mountain ridge.
Du Shaoqing had been sitting quietly on the sofa on the far right. Even when the entire hall was in awe of the black MX mecha's silence, he was still unusually calm and cool, not a ripple in his heart.
When General Miles and Minister Zou had thought of the identity of that pilot, he had already determined that the person in the black mecha could only be Xu Le — for someone who could be chosen by the Federation's military god, if he could not display an extraordinary level of strength, then he would actually be a little disappointed.
His right hand held the black lambskin glove lightly as he looked coldly at the black mecha on the screen. It was advancing like a leopard cat, as if it had completely escaped the shackles of gravity. A hint of interest flashed through his deep eyes — running like this, could it be that he would be able to find his troops in the mountains?
Although the specific commander of this impromptu military exercise was Ximen Jin, Du Shaoqing still only thought that this was his troops, his troops, and they could not be defeated.
On the wide screen, only a black MX mecha could be seen moving forward at full speed, running, jumping, and moving freely and silently among the mountains. The image was a little dull, but what was strange was that even if the two military bigwigs were not watching the black mecha's figure seriously, no one would have thought of switching the screen. For everyone in the hall, this black mecha that had disappeared alone should be the winner of this military exercise.
All the soldiers in the command hall who were watching the battle were inexplicably nervous and confused. The black mecha seemed to be running like a headless fly. Did it hide a hidden meaning that no one could guess?
This mystery was revealed when the black mecha stopped for the first time, and also when it stopped for the last time. The black mecha felt its way to the top of a mountain and then quietly squatted down, as if preparing for something.
There was a camp below the valley.
"What is this place?" Minister Zou asked curiously. Although the military exercise command hall was very clear about the military deployment and losses of both sides, right now, everyone's eyes had followed the black mecha for so long that they were a little confused.
"Blue Pool Mountain … Peak Number Two." It was still that military staff officer who was in charge of information gathering. He stood up from behind the workbench and said in a trembling voice, full of disbelief.
"Hmm?" Zou Yingxing frowned and turned to look at him.
That military staff officer licked his dry lips and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "In the valley … is the Blue Team's command center."
The black mecha had run all the way through the mountains without slowing down, and in the end, it had actually bumped into the Blue Team's command center? At this time, of course, no one believed that this pilot had been a blind cat that had hit the mouse, a headless fly that had headed straight for the washroom, completely relying on luck. Everyone was shocked. A mecha that could not receive any signals on its own, how could it have found the Blue Team's command center?
General Miles grunted in surprise and sat back down on the sofa. His white eyebrows raised slightly, and he seemed very satisfied. Minister Zou's face was still calm, but he picked up the cup of tea on the coffee table and slowly took a few sips.
The command hall could no longer keep quiet. Everyone began to talk in private, and the buzzing sound was accompanied by feelings of shock, filling the entire underground space.
Du Shaoqing looked at the screen in shock. Even he did not know where Ximen Jin would put the command center, so he had been calm before, but who would have thought that that guy would actually find it!
His expression was cold, and two dark clouds appeared in his eyes. A major of the Iron Seventh Division walked to his side and whispered a few words in his ear, then respectfully handed over the sunglasses.
Du Shaoqing took the sunglasses, but did not put them on. Instead, he coldly placed them on the coffee table beside him. The major hesitated. He wanted to say a few words of advice, but looking at the commander's already cold face, in the end, he did not dare to say anything.
"Finding the command center does not mean you have the ability to break through the camp. Even I admire Ximen Jin's ability to set up camp. You only have one MX. I want to see how you can break through the camp and win! "
Du Shaoqing looked at the black mecha resting on the peak of the mountain on the screen, and a fierce light flashed through his deep eyes.
Right at this time, a soft cry came from the command hall. It was not that the black mecha had done something amazing again, but that the first ray of sunlight from Planet S1 had finally broken through the horizon and spilled onto the ground.
The black MX mecha that was quietly squatting on the peak of the Blue Lake Mountain just happened to welcome the freshest sunlight. In the dim light of dawn, the black mecha bathed to its heart's content, full of solemn beauty.
This scene was truly beautiful.
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After Du Shaoqing graduated with the highest score from the First Military Academy, he was assigned to the 3rd Military Region. Ignoring the military headquarters' request to cherish talent, he forcefully requested to enter the already fallen Iron Seventh Division. In the Iron Seventh Division, his first position was as the battalion commander of the independent battalion. The resurgence of the Iron Seventh Division was also due to the victory of the independent battalion in a certain military exercise.
Du Shaoqing had been promoted from battalion commander to division commander. The first independent battalion he led was also reorganized into the local defense battalion that protected the division headquarters.
What the black mecha Xu Le was operating was facing was precisely this kind of super mechanized battalion that had a glorious tradition and powerful combat strength!
In the impromptu military exercise this morning, despite the efforts of Zhou Yu and the other officers, the seventh team had still been torn apart by the local defence camp. Xu Le, on the other hand, only had one MX mecha. Yet, he had to face the seemingly calm but definitely heavily guarded headquarters of the local defence camp...
The morning light shone on the mountain peak, shining on the black mecha that was half crouched like a statue.
Iron Seventh Division headquarters definitely didn't expect a mecha to be able to reach their headquarters in a completely shielded state, but their commander was Ximen Jin. Just as Division Commander Du Shaoqing had praised, Ximen Jin was a very strict person. Even in this kind of highly modern simulation exercise, he still arranged for human sentries around the camp.
The first person to discover the black MX mecha was a soldier on the western sentry post. Without any warning, a sharp alarm rang through the quiet valley. The small radius precision radar began to scan wildly, trying to determine the location of the enemy.
Early in the morning was the best time to launch a sneak attack, but it definitely wasn't suitable for Iron Seventh Division. The exercise had only started in the early morning, so all the officers and soldiers of this division still maintained a very clear mind and spirit.
From the moment they had discovered the black MX mecha, it had only taken three seconds for the self-propelled cannons around the camp to aim at the peak of Blue Pond Peak under the guidance of the electronic system. With a violent roar, the cannons fired without hesitation!
In an instant, the roar was so loud that the entire valley seemed to shake. Who knew how many self-firing cannons Ximen Jin had set up around the camp headquarters! These self-firing cannons were simple to equip and easy to set up. They didn't have much destructive power in the mountains, but once they were used to fire at fast targets on the slopes, they were extremely powerful. Could it be that Iron Seventh Division had thought from the start that the mecha could break through the camp? Or could it be that this was an ambush?
Xu Le didn't think too much about it. From the moment he had appeared on the peak, he had entered battle mode. It was only natural that he would be discovered by the enemy, so he didn't panic. As for what kind of defensive measures Iron Seventh Division had set up around the camp headquarters, it was none of his business. He was a simple and direct person. With an axe, he would smash a future, and with a knife, he would cleave a ray of light. Right now, with the MX mecha in hand … the strength in his body was surging. Other than rushing down, he had not prepared a second battle plan for himself at all!
It was precisely because of this kind of absolute heroism that the black mecha rushed down the steep slope from the peak. Even if it wasn't a sneak attack, it was still a sneak attack. Three seconds later, the self-firing cannons were all aimed at the top of the black mecha. From this, one could see how fast the mecha was.
Sitting in the cockpit, Xu Le stared at the holographic screen in front of him. His left eye was looking at the eye-catching row of citizen numbers in the valley camp. He felt the intense vibrations coming from the mecha, but his heart was unprecedentedly calm. Every time he entered the mecha, he would enter a very strange mental state. It was as if the mecha was the real world, while the outside world was completely isolated. There were only countless data models, moving quickly there.
His left hand pushed the control stick fiercely, his right hand quickly entering commands. The simulation system was at full power, the precision instruments magnifying and correcting every tiny movement of his body, then faithfully reproduced by the black MX mecha. Silently and sternly, the mecha charged down the mountain peak!
The black mecha rushed down the steep slope from the peak. There was no longer any sense of lightness, only an unstoppable momentum. With every step the heavy alloy mecha took, a few pieces of rock burst out. It was as if the entire mountain peak was trembling.
The huge recoil force was absorbed by the mecha's highly efficient connecting devices and spherical joints, turning into a forward momentum. Thus, with every step the black mecha took, its speed increased by a few notches!
Under the mecha's feet, the mountain rocks cracked, like a yellow dragon in the morning light. At the end of the yellow dragon, the black MX mecha's body was unusually cold. Its speed increased, to the point where the mecha's movement frequency could not be seen clearly!
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"What is he trying to do?" asked General Miles, frowning in the command hall.
"Speed up?" said Zou Yingxing uncertainly, his brow also tightly furrowed.
"He's going to fall to his death if he speeds up any more," said General Miles silently. With the current slope of Blue Pool Mountain, if the black mecha continued to speed up like this, there was no need for Iron Seventh Division's concentrated artillery fire at all. He would fall to his death. However, he believed that the young man his old teacher had chosen would give him another surprise like before, so he did not say this out loud.
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Ximen Jin did not think that the black mecha charging down from the monitor would fall to his death, because even after being attacked, he still maintained the absolute calm of a commander. The other party had gone through untold hardships to find their way to his camp, definitely not to commit suicide, so he decided to send the other party on his way.
Today's military exercise, the battle in the Lonely Mountains and Yellow Mountain Ridge had been decided. Although the resistance of the officers and cadets was unexpectedly fierce, making it difficult for him to deal with, in the end, they had won. As long as they destroyed this black mecha, which could be either amazing or stupid, the Iron Seventh Division would welcome another victory.
"Fire from all directions."
Ximen Jin calmly gave the order. He picked up his cup of coffee and took a sip, allowing the staff officer beside him to operate the electronic workstation. He had carefully studied all of the technical parameters of the MX mecha, so he was very clear about the terrifying movement speed and close-range combat ability of this new mecha. Thus, he was very certain that under his long-prepared all-around attack this time, that black mecha would definitely be hit continuously.
The first round of concentrated fire from the howitzers did not even graze the side of the black mecha. It was as comical as setting off a round of fireworks to cheer on the black mecha's heroic attack. But inside the mecha, Xu Le was abnormally calm. The Iron Seventh Division, who had won 37 consecutive military exercises, would not be flustered by his sneak attack, even though the person personally in command this time was not that cold and ruthless Division Commander Du.
As expected, the reactivated MX's onboard radar and SCC search system suddenly emitted a shrill warning. Trembling violently, Xu Le stared at the screen and narrowed his eyes.
Looking at the complex lines on the screen that represented lethality, Xu Le really could not understand. Could it be that Ximen Jin had guessed that he would charge down from this hillside? Otherwise, how could the opponent's battalion headquarters have perfectly repositioned all the howitzers in such a short amount of time?
Or could it be that the Iron Seventh Division's usual training was already at such a terrifying level? Hundreds of howitzers were already roaring towards him. Xu Le did not have much time to think. On this kind of slope, the Iron Seventh Division's firepower area was precisely controlled to an oval area in front of and behind him. It was truly terrifying.
The MX mecha could withstand the howitzers head-on, but it could not withstand too many of them. Moreover, if the battle damage system determined that the damage was too severe, it could be immediately disqualified.
Right then, the only thing Xu Le's black mecha needed to do was to dodge these densely packed horizontal grenades. However, this also seemed to be something that was completely impossible to do. No matter how great the mobility of the MX mecha was, under such a complex barrage of firepower, even the strongest Federation pilot would find it difficult to make precise dodging.
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The military exercise command hall was silent. Many of the officers looked at the screen with mixed feelings. On the screen, the 200 meter radius of the slope at the foot of Bluecake Mountain had already been plowed by the howitzers. Although they did not carry actual ammunition, those high-speed ejections had still blasted countless bits of the hard mountain rock into pieces, sending dust and smoke into the air.
The high-ranking officers who were watching this military exercise were still in awe of the black mecha's elusive methods and heroic charge. Now, seeing Iron Seventh Division's steel-like calmness and computer-like precision of calculation, they could not help but feel a chill in their hearts.
In the shortest amount of time, they had made the most appropriate response. When the enemy seemed to be at their strongest, they had used the simplest of volleys to strangle this heroic attack in its cradle.
"Report the damage of that mecha," General Miles said urgently.
The officers in the hall were somewhat surprised. Under such concentrated firepower, did the commander still think that the mecha would be able to retain a certain amount of combat power? It should be known that this volley of howitzers by the local defence battalion of the Iron Seventh Division looked simple, but in reality, the timing and area of effect had been perfect.
After hearing General Miles's words, the staff officer was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly pulled up the data. When everyone in the hall saw the damage figures of the mecha, they could not help but think that the staff officer had been too flustered and gotten the numbers wrong.
Not even two percent of the battle losses were achieved?
General Miles's expression gradually became strange as he stared at the image magnified by the staff officer on the screen. On the screen, the black mecha was in the midst of the smoke and dust, amidst the hail of bullets … its entire body trembled. Countless high-speed howitzers brushed past it, making it difficult for the enemy to reach it.
In an extremely dangerous situation, the black mecha could be hit at any time, but it relied on its incredible maneuvering to twist the body of the mecha, jumping around like a ray of black light. It was like an old willow tree that was gradually darkening in colour, no matter how the wind and rain hit it, but it was always strong enough to survive.
General Miles stood up abruptly. With an extremely complicated expression, he looked at the trembling figure of the black mecha on the screen with passion and sadness. He couldn't help but think of the past, of that old man who had brought him through life and death.
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