As a legendary marshal known as the "Black Star War God", Meng Jinhuai's mecha piloting skills were honed from war after war over the past decade. Even though he had switched to a new mecha, his piloting skills were still as good as ever. Duan Hangye noticed that although there were many dark red dots of light on the optical computer, as long as he clicked on them, he would find that these "external injuries" were not serious. Most of them didn't even require Duan Hengye to personally deal with. He only needed the automated maintenance robots to deal with them.
After looking at the details, Duan Hengye couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief — not because his workload had been reduced, but because Meng Jinhuai was safe on the battlefield. Even though he could sense the mecha's condition through its internal system, he was still relieved after seeing the mecha's transformation.
After Duan Hengye used his tools to deal with a few of the brighter and simpler mecha wounds, he finally followed the optical supercomputer's guidance to a more serious scratch on the mecha. Even though this scratch was only a small area on the 3D map and didn't seem too serious, it should be known that the size of the new mecha was huge. A small area on the 3D map would be a huge area in real life.
Even though Duan Hengye had gradually gotten used to this small hovercraft, when it rose again, Duan Hengye couldn't help but reach out and grab the front panel tightly. Duan Hengye waited until the hovercraft stabilized at the scratch before letting go. When he was far away, he didn't have much of an impression of the scratch, but now that he was closer, he realized that the scratch on the new mecha was really abrupt.
Duan Hengye couldn't help but reach out and gently touch the huge scar. Although it had been a long time since the battle that had caused this mecha to be scratched, perhaps it was subconsciously, but when Duan Hangye touched the scar with his hand, he felt that the residual warmth on it had not dissipated.
From Duan Hengye's perspective, the mecha was like a gorgeous robe, and the scar was a cut on the robe caused by thorns. When placed on its body, it would always be ugly and ferocious.
Even though Duan Hengye wasn't a perfectionist, the scar was still too glaring to him. It was like a painting that had been splashed with water. It was very eye-catching.
After looking at it for a while, Duan Hengye slowly put his hand down. Then he reached out to the external device of the hovercraft and took out the device that was responsible for cleaning the scar. From Duan Hengye's perspective, repairing the scar was very much like carving.
Even though this was the simplest part of mecha maintenance, Duan Hengye knew that it still required a lot of patience.
Duan Hengye had already ascended to the top of the mecha. He looked down and saw an "abyss". Even though Duan Hengye wasn't afraid of heights, he still felt a little nervous standing on this semi-open hovercraft. Therefore, when Duan Hengye took out the device and approached the mecha, he took a deep breath and began to work slowly.
In fact, the people present had been observing Duan Hengye the whole time. They were able to work in the Empire's military, so they naturally had a lot of experience and achievements in related fields. Everyone here knew how much of a psychological test it was to sit on this kind of semi-open floating device for the first time. From the previous few incidents, everyone could see that Professor Duan was a very strong person who was not afraid in the face of danger. However, they didn't expect Duan Hengye to be able to adapt to this small hovercraft so well.
These people were originally very impressed with Duan Hengye, and now that they saw how calm he was, they worshipped him even more.
After a while, the work was finally done. Just as Duan Hengye stopped, a side hatch on the top of the mecha suddenly opened a few meters above his head. Duan Hengye looked at the instructions on the optical supercomputer. He then understood that the robots had already treated the other small wounds. Now, he had to go on with the more complicated maintenance steps.
However, for Duan Hengye, the maintenance work had entered a stage where it was easy to do. This was because he finally didn't need to sit on a small hovercraft on the outside of the mecha. Instead, he could enter the inner cabin of the mecha to work. Even though the complexity of the operation had increased exponentially, at least he could step on flat ground.
Speaking of which, as the designer of this mecha, Duan Hengye had already entered the inner cabin of the mecha countless times before. But this time, after it officially entered the war, it had a different feeling than before.
When Duan Hengye entered the inner cabin, all the lights in the mecha lit up. Duan Hengye gently touched the optical supercomputer that had been hanging by his side. It was emitting a faint blue light. Then, step by step, he walked into the inner cabin of the mecha. This mecha was very large. The interior was like a small building. The cabins inside were intricate and complicated. Now, Duan Hengye wasn't going to the cockpit. Instead, he was going to the area where the important parts were. After several battles, Duan Hengye now needed to check the operation status of the mecha and change some of the instruments.
Previously, some people joked that perhaps the complexity of the design of a top mecha could be expressed through the complexity of its internal structure. Maybe other than the designer and the owner of the mecha, the rest of the people who had the chance to enter would get lost inside. This saying wasn't wrong. Even Duan Hengye hesitated for a moment after entering the inner cabin because he hadn't been here for a while. After confirming the route, he walked towards the cabin according to his memory.
As Duan Hengye walked closer, the lights in the corridor lit up one by one. Although there was no sound when these lights were lit up, Duan Hangye felt as if he had already heard the "peng peng" sound of the wick suddenly being lit up.
After a while, after three or four identity checks, Duan Hengye finally entered the cabin of his destination. In front of him were all kinds of complicated colorful circuits. At first glance, he didn't have a clue. However, to Duan Hengye, this was something he was very familiar with.
Duan Hengye slowly squatted down. Then, he placed the optical supercomputer on his back. When normal mecha operators operated these things, they had to follow the steps on the A.I., step by step. However, as the designer, Duan Hengye obviously didn't need to go through such trouble.
Duan Hengye slowly put on a pair of white gloves. Then, he squatted down and continued to operate. His expression was very serious, but his hands didn't slow down for even a second. In fact, Duan Hengye could follow the instructions on the optical supercomputer step by step. However, the operation he was doing now was a simplified version.
This wasn't to say that Duan Hengye was just trying to be fast, or that he was being careless. It was because he knew that they were in a time of war. Every minute and every second couldn't be wasted. If he were to waste time replacing the components, the losses would be incomparably huge if the enemy were to attack.
In fact, all mecha operators knew this. However, looking at the entire Galaxy, there were only a few people who could do this. Although it was Duan Hengye's first time appearing in this capacity, due to his deep understanding of mecha, he was able to complete such a risky task on his first job.
Just as Duan Hangye was wearing gloves and operating those complicated circuits, the various instruments and circuits around him also lit up with light-colored lights. These were materials that Duan Hengye had specially prepared for circuit maintenance. These materials could ensure that even in the dark of the mecha, the maintainer would be able to detect problems with the circuits at a glance, or determine if there were any errors in the instruments by the lights.
It could be seen that the circuits and structures were running very smoothly. However, these lights were still useful. After Duan Hengye squatted down, the lights on the circuits were all used for illumination.
The cold white light shone from the front onto Duan Hengye's face. The light made his facial features even more prominent, and the texture of his skin even more cold. At this moment, Duan Hengye's expression was focused. This kind of expression coupled with the constant movements of his hands made him seem like an incomparably precise machine, or perhaps a brilliant surgeon.
The interior of the mecha was soundproof. At this moment, Duan Hengye could only hear the sound of his own shallow breathing. At this point, he had completed seventy percent of his task. Although the interior of the mecha was maintained at a constant temperature, Duan Hengye was currently in a small space. Furthermore, he had been in the same position for too long without moving. After a short while, beads of sweat began to fall from Duan Hengye's forehead. They fell heavily to the floor.
The scene was too quiet. Even Duan Hengye himself could hear the sound of liquid shattering. For some reason, when this sound rang in his ears, Duan Hengye's heart suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of panic.
At this moment, the internal lights of the mecha behind Duan Hengye suddenly flickered. Involuntarily, Duan Hengye's hands stopped moving.
However, in an instant, the originally cold white light was replaced by a bright red flashing indicator light. Duan Hengye slowly stood up and turned around. Then, he heard a series of footsteps not far away. However, after a while, a figure with his back facing the light appeared behind Duan Hangye.
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