"The A37 is approaching the target."
"Copy that. Please don't act rashly. Your main task is to monitor and try to expel them if necessary."
"clear."
Zuo Zisheng disconnected the communication.
At this moment, he was at an altitude of more than a thousand meters, with endless green beneath his feet.
This forest has a history of more than 2,000 years. At that time, people had just experienced the "baptism" of the doomsday, and the entire world's political power was falling apart.
The young god did not want to blend into the world, so he created this forest - so to speak. In fact, at the beginning, this place was just a small forest covering less than a mile.
Today's endless green screens were mostly created by others in order to prevent idlers from disturbing the tranquility of the gods - although they don't know whether the gods really exist. After all, the era when the legendary gods walked the world is already indescribable. of long history.
Deep in the green forest is the residence of the gods.
"Is it the residence of the gods..." Zuo Zisheng murmured softly.
"Don't rush in just out of curiosity. Others don't know the truth. Don't you still know?" A voice came from the earphones.
Zuo Zisheng smiled: "Unless I want to end my life neatly and make headlines, no matter what I say, I will not rush in stupidly."
"If you want to make headlines, you have to be photographed. No one here will go in casually. You might be able to find a few paparazzi to follow you."
"I'll think about it when I really don't want to live anymore," Zuo Zisheng said.
"Stop being poor." The person on the other end of the headset laughed and scolded, "Slow down a little, we can't keep up."
"Okay." Zuo Zisheng moved his fingers slightly and pressed the button on the inside of his gauntlet. The power supply of the power device behind it slowed down, and the speed also slowed down.
"Hurry up. The target is not slow. It would be bad if it takes too much time to get him out of the monitoring range."
This time, the other party didn't reply.
…
A little further away from Zuo Zisheng, a light transport plane was hanging behind him.
Chen Yuxin put down her headphones.
"Old Zhao, go drive." She shouted.
"Okay," a man walked into the control room, "this thing doesn't have to be watched. Also, don't call me Lao Zhao in the future."
"Thank you, Lao Zhao."
Chen Yuxin stood up, patted him on the shoulder, and left the control room.
Because it is a small transport aircraft, there is not much space. When you leave the control room, you can see a total of four seats against the windows on the left and right.
Although the space is not very large, there is still a considerable distance between the left and right seats. There were two metal frames placed in this gap, one of which hung a special Temora armor - Falcon MAX.
The special warfare armor equipped by the Temora Armored Republic City Film Department is used to improve the combat capabilities of individual soldiers.
But the Falcon MAX is different from the general Temora armor.
Three of the four seats were empty, and there was someone sitting on one of them.
"Sister Zhou." Chen Yuxin greeted.
The woman called Sister Zhou raised her head and glanced at her.
"Do you want to synchronize your thoughts?"
Chen Yuxin nodded.
Sister Zhou stood up and said, "That's right. We might be involved in a firefight at some point. Be prepared early to save yourself from being in a hurry."
The two bypassed the rack with Temora armor in the middle and arrived at the very back of the cabin.
There are also two iron shelves here, but there is a very bulky-looking helmet hanging on them - maybe they are not helmets at all.
In addition to this, there are two wooden chairs.
Chen Yuxin picked up the helmet and put it on his head.
"This thing is really heavy. I feel like I will get cervical spondylosis if I wear it a few more times." As she said this, she sat on the chair and adjusted her sitting posture so that the edge of the helmet rested on the back of the chair, saving more energy. .
"Indeed. But this is much more convenient than the previous full-body armor." Sister Zhou inserted something similar to a USB flash drive into the back of the helmet.
"It's all just half a pound." Chen Yuxin said.
"Okay, I'm ready to activate synchronization."
"Yeah." Chen Yuxin closed her eyes.
Falcon MAX. MAX has the greatest meaning, and when used in the falcon MAX, it means the latest technology...
Thinking in sync.
In the early years, after humans controlled some areas of the Grid Network, they created more than just helmets and chips for fighting.
Sister Zhou connected a wiring on the back of the helmet to the power box.
Chen Yuxin was suddenly in a trance, as if something squeezed into her consciousness, but this feeling soon disappeared.
"Request connection." Chen Yuxin said.
…
Zuo Zisheng's vision suddenly darkened, and there was a roar in his ears, and then his body gradually lost control.
But the abnormality only lasted for a few breaths. He recovered quickly.
"Hey, are you okay?" came Chen Yuxin's voice. Not from the armor's built-in headphones, but...the brain.
"I'm fine, thank you." Zuo Zisheng said slightly dissatisfied, "When did you learn to get into other people's heads without saying hello?"
"Hey, isn't it because my term is about to end? I want to punish you once." Chen Yuxin said.
"Thanks to my good temper, if it were anyone else, I wouldn't know how to greet the eighteenth generation of your ancestors." Zuo Zisheng shouted.
term of office.
Earlier Falcon MAX armorers had a fixed mental synchronization partner, they were called Hunters and Hawks.
Because thinking synchronization requires two people to have similar brainwave frequencies in order to be accurately connected through the personality network, every pair of hunters and eagles can be said to have a great fate.
However, being destined does not mean that we can live in harmony.
People who are too familiar with each other often lead to misjudgments due to various issues.
There was a hunter and a hawk who became lovers. During the battle, because they were worried about each other's safety, they forcibly took control of each other's armor and even part of their body. They also took wrong actions, which led to the failure of the battle and the unfortunate death of the person involved. Afterwards, the other party committed suicide out of guilt.
Because the consciousness of the hunter and the hawk are connected through the personality network, if one party dies for some reason during the connection, it will have almost no impact on the other party, so much so that there have been hunters who killed the other party due to conflicts.
Moreover, because it is the hunter who has access to the eagle's consciousness, he needs to bear greater mental pressure than the eagle. In addition, the biggest problem is that because the minds of two people operate in the same brain, It can easily lead to schizophrenia in hawks and insanity in hunters.
Therefore, due to various reasons, the system of hunters and hawks was adjusted. Each person can serve as a hunter for a maximum of one year, and then be assigned to other positions. Until one year later, he will undergo another three months of recovery training and then serve in other positions. The hunter of the eagle, and the term of the eagle is three years.
Although it is not common for people with two similar frequency bands, there are not many new candidate hunters every year, so there is generally no shortage of people.
"Hey, hey." Chen Yuxin's voice interrupted Zuo Zisheng's random thoughts, "You were confused just now. What were you thinking about?"
"It's nothing," Zuo Zisheng said, "I was just thinking that a year has passed without realizing it... I hope the next hunter will be as competent as you..."
"Oh, you actually admit that I am very competent."
"Ha, you are really..." Zuo Zisheng smiled and was about to say something, but half of what he said was clearly stuck in his throat.
Not far in front of him. A figure shrouded in blue light stood in the sky. Although his face could not be seen, Zuo Zisheng could clearly feel his blade-like gaze falling on him.
"Be careful..." Halfway through Chen Yuxin's words, he got stuck in his throat just like Zuo Zisheng at that time.
Unexpectedly, the bright blue figure did not attack them (them), but turned around and left quickly, as if... luring them to chase.
"What should we do, chase or not?" Chen Yuxin asked.
Zuo Zisheng took a deep breath.
"Of course I have to chase him."
