Not the past, not the old teacher.
General Miles stood up abruptly and looked at the black mech on the screen with great emotion. After a while, he came back to his senses. Many years had passed since those days of war on the Empire's planet fields.
The black mech trembled under the bombardment of grenades on the steep slopes of the Blue Pool Peak. It used its demonic high-speed body movements to avoid damage and continued to accelerate forward with a chill. Compared to the old teacher with the surname Li, it was obvious that there was still a huge gap. He operated an MX, while the old teacher operated an M37. However, he still had not reached the level of the old teacher where he could break through obstacles alone and make the rivers give way to him.
However, the two mechs that were separated by decades, whether it was the control method or the traces of movement, there were some similarities. General Miles looked at this scene and thought that he understood the real reason why the old teacher protected Xu Le so much. He couldn't help but be speechless.
In reality, it only took a very short time to dodge through 17 complicated and difficult areas at high speed. The people watching the military exercise only felt that their eyes were blurred for a few seconds. The black mech instantly escaped the range of the grenades and broke through the smoke and dust in the valley. Like a god of death from the netherworld, it continued to rush down the mountain!
Whether it was the initial sniper attack or the difficult process of avoiding the grenade firing line after that, the black mech did not slow down at all. Even every indeterminate turn and slide was completed at high speed.
Seeing the speed at which the black mecha was falling towards the valley was getting faster and faster, about to become a stream of flowing black light, the spectators, who had already been shocked by the pilot's superb control skills, could not help but feel a chill run down their spines. If the speed limit was exceeded and the on-board system lost control, would this black mecha fall to pieces?
They should have guessed that this pilot would be like before and would definitely be hiding many surprises. However, seeing this kind of high-speed crazy impact that was close to losing control with their own eyes, the people were still very worried.
Being hit head-on by the crazy black MX mech, the headquarters of the Iron Seventh Division in the valley was still calm. The invisible electric waves in the air flowed quickly. All the soldiers coldly and calmly continued with the work at hand, as if they did not see this scene. Along with the clear sound of motors, the level-firing grenade base completed its second round of automatic aiming in the shortest amount of time.
Following the officer's order, the electrically controlled anti-infantry mines buried in front of the steep slope of Blue Pool Mountain exploded one after another, sending countless earth pillars into the air. Like countless fireworks, they blocked the path of the black mecha. This type of weapon, which was extremely destructive against individual soldiers and even armoured vehicles, might not be able to do much damage to the sturdy MX mecha, but it could successfully interfere with the field's vision, buying the best opportunity and space for the level-firing grenade launchers.
The sky full of grenades rained down again. At this time, the black mecha had already charged up three fifths of the steep slope. Its own speed had already been raised to a terrifying level. Under such high inertia, no matter how skilled the pilot was, he would not be able to make those inconceivable dodging movements in the face of this sky full of grenades.
The fire control of the Iron Seventh Division's Defense Battalion was so precise that it was praiseworthy. They didn't panic because of the enemy's strength, and didn't hesitate because of the failure of the first wave of attacks. They quickly launched the second wave of attacks without pause, and the details were calculated very precisely.
At this moment, even if the uncle was reborn, or the old man came out of seclusion, they probably would not be able to dodge such a dense barrage of attacks at such a short distance. Xu Le naturally would not be able to do so either.
However, just as the defense battalion was firing at full power, a strange change suddenly occurred to the black mech. Amidst the rumbling of the bullets, countless crisp sounds could be clearly heard. Those were the sounds of metal colliding with metal and separating from each other!
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The modified main cannon on the right shoulder of the black MX mecha instantly spat out flames. Although it did not carry actual ammunition, this kind of momentum was still shocking. Even as it was falling at a high speed, to the point of almost losing its momentum, the main cannon of the black mecha still managed to successfully deal a great deal of damage to the close range fire control formation of the local defence camp.
However, the people in the command center did not have time to assess the casualties of the local defence camp. Instead, they found that the black mecha's main cannon … had flown up after this round of furious fire. Like a piece of scrap metal, it whistled through the air and shot towards the group of level-firing grenades!
"Main cannon detached automatically!"
The staff officers in the command hall could no longer maintain their calm mechanical voices. They reported loudly in shock.
"Long-range weapon system detached automatically!"
"Platform-type cover strip detached!"
"Hidden repair arm detached!"
"Area 41's firmware detached!"
"Auxiliary balancer ejected!"
The military staff officer's voice was urgent and shocked. However, on the steep slope in front of the command center, everything that was happening to the black mecha was happening much faster than his explanation.
Following the crisp sound of metal clashing and detaching, countless heavy components were ejected from the black mecha's body. In the original design, this type of detachment had a certain initial velocity to prevent damage to the mecha itself. However, at this time, the black mecha was already descending at an almost uncontrollable speed. At the same time, the heavy components that were detached from the mecha's body were also moving at a terrifying speed. They were actually sputtering outwards without stopping!
Some of the firmware was ejected into the air at high speed. Others were ejected in front of the black mecha. As the black mecha continued to descend, components were sputtering out of the mecha's body. This scene was extremely strange. It was like a solid black boulder that could not withstand the erosion of thousands of years. It fell from the mountain peak, colliding with each other and sending countless fragments flying everywhere!
These splashing components were extremely fast, their mass massive, and they were immensely powerful. They battered the entire hillside into a sorry state, and for some strange reason, they even helped the black mecha block several level-fire grenades that were aimed at its hard body!
Was this luck or something else?
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"Mecha battle damage: 23%."
The military staff officer in the command center stared dumbfoundedly at the image on the screen. He pulled up the data and confirmed that the black mecha had still survived the second round of Iron Seven Division's normal shooting. What was even more frightening was that, after this extremely dramatic visual impact of the components peeling off and sputtering, the black mecha, which was already moving at an extremely fast speed, seemed to have instantly increased its speed by several notches. The steep peak of Mt. Bluecake, which was over a thousand metres long, was actually about to touch the bottom!
"Enter overclocking mode!" he shouted loudly.
There were many people in the command center who had watched Ka Qifeng's battle before. When they saw the black mecha's components being detached, they had already guessed that the black mecha was preparing to enter overclocking mode. What shocked them was the way the black mecha had entered overclocking mode!
General Miles narrowed his eyes at the screen. Forcefully entering an overclocking state at such a high speed, yet the high-speed sputtering of components did not cause any problems with the balance of the MX mecha itself. Could it be that Xu Le's level of mecha control had already reached this level?
When the black mecha appeared on the mountain peak, Du Shaoqing's expression was only occasionally gloomy, but it was immediately back to normal. When the black mecha rushed down towards the camp in a valiant manner, he was still sitting on the sofa, his expression as cold as ever, his sunglasses still by his side, unmoving.
But when he saw the black mecha enter overclocking mode in such a manner, his fingers on the sofa's armrest finally moved. The major beside him glanced at him, but in the end did not hand over the sunglasses.
After the shock of the command center, there was silence. Everyone looked at the screen in confusion. Even if it had entered overclocking mode, the black mecha was about to turn into a stream of light and smash into the ground. What was that pilot going to do?
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On the peak of Ka Qifeng, the Purple Sea MX controlled by Madman Li could not even last three minutes of overclocking mode. The Nutshell Standard MX, which used Little White Flower as its prototype, did not have that kind of fatal flaw. However, overclocking was still an overload on the mecha system. Be it the designer or the user, no one would expect to be able to maintain such a crazy and dangerous state forever.
Xu Le was both the designer and the user. Naturally, he knew this better than anyone else.
He did not know how well the Iron Seventh Division's defense battalion was arranged, but he definitely would not underestimate the Iron Blood Army and Ximen Jin, who had single-handedly created by Du Shaoqing. Therefore, he needed to keep the overclocking mode for as long as possible until the most critical moment of the breakout.
It was precisely because of this reason that he had always used the conventional mode when he sneaked between the mountains before dawn. Even when he initiated the charge, he still did so. It was not until the last moment when he was forced into a desperate situation by the defensive firepower of the Iron Seventh Division that he took off his clothes and threw away his sweaty clothes. Like a newborn bird returning to the forest, like a maiden returning to her first love on the beach... he rushed towards the camp in the valley.
Removing the heavy components from the sputtering walls helped him deal with a portion of the dense grenades. This could be said to be luck, but it could also be said to be Xu Le's precise control of instantaneous battle situations. Of course, there was also a lot of shamelessness mixed in. After all, this was a drill. When the grenades hit those components, they would only crash to the ground. If this was a real battle, who knew how many explosions would have occurred in front of him? How could the battle damage be maintained within 30 percent?
What should he do next? Looking at the hard ground approaching at high speed on the screen before him, feeling the violent tremors of the MX mecha as if it was about to fall apart under the high speed, Xu Le's eyes behind the goggle-like screen narrowed and shone brightly. His exposed lips pursed tightly, and even his barely budding beard blossomed with a certain fierceness.
In that split second, he pressed the red button beside the control stick. With a low grunt, he channeled all the power in his body into his muscles and skin, using the simulation system to control the central system of the mecha. In an instant, the falling black mecha was forcefully pulled back up from the ground!
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No one could defy the laws of nature, so when the people in the command hall saw the black mecha crash into the ground like a blind tiger, they all thought that the black mecha would not survive. In order to pass through the layers of defensive firepower of the Iron Seventh Division, the black mecha had no choice but to engage in a high-speed charge. However, in the end, it seemed that the black mecha would also be destroyed by the high-speed charge.
The generals and officers did not close their eyes because they could not bear to watch. They only frowned, very worried about the safety of the pilot. Just a few flashes of lightning and thunder from before had already made them feel a strong sense of respect for the pilot.
There were only about three people in the hall who still had confidence in the black mecha. General Miles and Minister Zou looked at the screen calmly. Their confidence came from the attitude of the old man in Philadelphia and Xu Le's previous performance. However, the third person was a little strange, because it was Du Shaoqing.
Du Shaoqing looked coldly at the screen. He definitely did not believe that the black mecha would be stupid enough to commit suicide.
Just as he expected, in the next moment, the entire command hall suddenly fell into a collective silence. Everyone looked at the black mecha on the screen, shocked speechless, as if it had turned into a fossil.
At this moment, the image on the screen seemed to have been muted. The scene in the valley camp also seemed to have been muted. There was only a deathly silence.
The dense cluster of flaming grenade cannons tried to lift their barrels in vain. The anti-infantry mines that were still exploding seemed to have disappeared as well. Only small mushrooms rose from the steep slope and then dissipated into a sandstorm cloud.
In the dead silence, the soldiers of Iron Seven Division, who were as calm as machine parts, finally couldn't help but reveal shocked expressions. Like the spectating officers in the command hall, they raised their heads and looked at the silent picture without any reaction.
In the greenish-yellow sandstorm cloud, the silvery-white streamlined wings attached to the waist of the black mecha that was charging down at high speed had already spread out. The black mecha had already left the ground, whistling through the sand and the rain of bullets, and was sprinting towards the camp!
At this moment, it really flew.
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Mecha could not fly, and neither could the MX. However, at high speeds, with the help of its perfectly designed wings, it could glide through the air. This was originally designed to be used to forcibly drop mecha into the air, but today, the black mecha that Xu Le was piloting had shown another use for it!
In Ka Qifeng's shocking battle, because of the vacuum of the Old Moon polar region, the wings attached to the two MX mechas had only played a part of the role of balance. Today's charge, if not for the terrain to forcibly increase the mecha's speed to the maximum, how could it have been able to glide through the air in such a beautiful curve?
The unexpected had to be obtained from the unexpected. Countless people watched as the black mecha soared into the air like a giant black bird, passing through the control fire of the Local Defense Camp. They could not help but be shocked speechless. This scene would be branded in everyone's minds for a long time.
In reality, the black mecha had only stayed in the air for two seconds, but it had already forcibly passed through the most concentrated line of fire of the Local Defense Camp to land in the middle of the camp!
With a loud boom, the black mecha's alloy mechanical feet landed heavily on the ground. Shards of metal and dirt flew everywhere, and the Iron Seven Division soldiers who were yelling at the top of their lungs fell down in all directions.
But what no one expected was that after the black mecha had passed through the control fire of the Local Defense Camp, it did not directly enter the location of the command center. Instead, before landing, it forcibly twisted its body 30 degrees to the west, aiming for an ordinary barracks at the entrance of Bluecake Mountain!
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At this moment, the deathly still scene seemed to have a sound once again. The sound of guns, electronic screams, and the sound of the self-propelled artillery system's motors rang out densely. But the MX mecha had already passed through the middle of the camp. How could these control fire of the Local Defense Camp keep up with its ghostly footsteps?
Under normal conditions, the black MX was already able to avoid long range attacks. Now that it was in overclocking mode, its trembling body, strange twisting movements, and dazzling fast dodging movements allowed the black MX to successfully avoid most of the interception and rush towards its target.
In the cockpit, Xu Le's face was pale. Cold sweat flowed down his face. The heat in his body was quickly draining away. After controlling the MX to perform so many perverted movements, his energy and physical strength had already reached the limit. Most importantly, the damned hunger in his stomach had come to disturb him again.
Without hesitation, he controlled the MX to charge towards that ordinary barracks at the fastest speed possible. This was because he knew that Ximen Jin was in that ordinary barracks. The room on the right that seemed to be the command center was, in fact, empty!
Ximen Jin was indeed very careful. Even though the Iron Seventh Division had clearly obtained an overwhelming victory, he still made so many strict arrangements in the camp headquarters. That alone was not enough. He had even disguised the command center!
This kind of commander was really scary... so when the on-board radar alarm sounded and four M52 mecha suddenly appeared in front of the ordinary barracks, Xu Le was not at all surprised.
Ximen Jin had only used two-thirds of his military strength to forcefully suppress the officers and cadets in the Lonely Yellow Mountain Ridge area. The rest of his forces were all placed in the command center. Moreover, these four M52 mecha that had been hidden for a long time had been warmed up since the start of the drill, silently guarding this area!
This was not a trap set up by Iron Seventh Division. This was the meticulous design and strict tactical discipline of the Iron Seventh Division that they had learned from Du Shaoqing. A dignified division would not fight an unprepared war. They had to be prepared to the fullest. This way, once the situation changed, any backup plan of the Iron Seventh Division could become a trap that could kill the enemy!
But so what if it was a trap? Facing the four M52 mecha that had their camouflage cloth removed, the heavy mechanical legs of the black MX quickly moved on the ground, turning into a series of afterimages. It avoided the hail of bullets at an unimaginable speed and closed in on the bodies of the two M52 mecha!
The black MX's right alloy fist smashed heavily into the central system of one of the M52 mecha, easily breaking through the sturdy alloy armor. At the same time, its left alloy hand reached out like lightning to fiercely control the right arm of the other M52 that was spraying bullets.
The huge difference in power output made the M52 mecha that the military had always been proud of look like a drunkard in front of the black MX. Moreover, it was completely unable to break free from the black MX's control.
The Carlin barrels of the two M52 mecha were still rotating at high speed, spraying bullets. However, they were unable to hit the black MX between them. Instead, they aimed at each other's chests and abdomens...
Two beautiful streaks of bullet fire splashed into the mecha like electric sparks, instantly destroying each other. Meanwhile, the black MX controlled by Xu Le pushed up with both arms, shaking off the two M52 mecha that had already stopped moving, and with a whoosh, it dove in!
It had to be admitted that Xu Le's breakout had ultimately taken advantage of many military exercises. If both sides had used live ammunition, in that shocking scene earlier, the two M52 mecha would have been forced to shoot at each other. At such a close distance, the high-speed spray of armor-piercing bullets would definitely have hurt the black MX mecha.
The Federation's military exercise combat system was extremely accurate. Once the central control computer confirmed that a mecha had been killed, it would immediately stop working, including the soldiers.
After the black MX had swiftly and valiantly killed the two M5 mecha, it then charged towards the normal barracks. At this moment, the black mecha was like a special forces soldier engaging in close combat, fiercely throwing fourteen punches at the remaining two M5 mecha. Based on Xu Le's understanding of mecha structures, these heavy blows were definitely enough to ensure that these two mecha would never have the chance to stand up again.
Suddenly, the black mecha's right mechanical arm reached out, and as quick as lightning, it grabbed one of the already stopped M52 mecha and threw it viciously to the right!
The black MX mecha was about the same weight as the M-series mecha, but after stripping off the components and entering an overclocked state, its body appeared much slimmer in comparison. However, with its powerful twin engines outputting four times the power output, it was actually able to easily grab the M52 mecha and throw it!
This scene was very strange. It was as if a delicate woman with a frosty expression had picked up a burly man and thrown him away like a sandbag.
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Of course, the black mecha had not done this to vent, but to humiliate the Iron Seventh Division. The M52 mecha it had thrown accurately hit a self-propelled heavy cannon 50 metres to the right!
That modified self-propelled heavy cannon did not even have time to blast out the electromagnetic beam bomb that mecha feared the most before it was smashed all over the ground by this ruined mecha that had been thrown over. The graphite beams that shot out were extremely magnetic as they stuck to the ruined mecha and began to flash with blue electric arcs. This pitiful mecha that had been used as a sandbag twitched uncontrollably...
The black mecha shuddered as it moved at high speed, clearing out all the targets in its path one by one. It twisted its body forcefully in mid-air, using an extremely beautiful pose to transform into a phantom, nimbly dodging the four incoming rocket projectiles by a hair's breadth.
Speed. What it needed was speed.
The black mecha pushed its speed to the limit. Whether it was the four hidden mechas, the electromagnetic beam bomb, or the individual rocket projectiles that were impossible to defend against, none of them could stop the black mecha's footsteps for even a moment!
Before the remaining armored soldiers of the Iron Seventh Division could surround it, the black mecha had already inconceivably crossed 70 metres in a second. With one foot, it overturned an electronically linked armored vehicle. With a shake of its body, it rushed to the front of the ordinary barrack and smashed open the door with a punch!
In the barrack, the officers and staff of the Iron Seventh Division looked at the black mecha outside the door, their expressions extremely ugly. The black mecha was like a skilled assassin that could kill with a single strike. It didn't give them much time to react!
Ximen Jin, whose hair was a little dry, turned around and glanced at the black mecha. She was about to say something.
However, the pilot in the black mecha did not have the demeanor of an assassin. Before Ximen Jin could speak, the pilot in the black mecha lifted its heavy mechanical arm and completed the last designated action through the control system.
Under the burning gazes of the officers of the Iron Seventh Division, the black mecha's right alloy arm pointed directly at the highest commander here, Ximen Jin.
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