Fortunately, she avoided it, otherwise the opponent would use her mecha as a wall to step on, and then do a backflip, and she might be kicked to the ground.
Seeing that the captain failed to succeed, everyone made a sound of regret.
The captain couldn't help but sweat dripping. He was so agile and his flexibility was extraordinary. This ace pilot really deserved the title, and the other party was not exaggerating.
The mecha she is using now is an ordinary mecha. She needs time to adjust to the memory of the body master, and the body master also needs to recall the characteristics of ordinary mechas. After all, the last time the body master used an ordinary mecha was six years ago. Xining stood there and continued to wait. Use the captain's actions to determine how to respond next.
The captain stood there waiting, concluding that the other party would not come over on his own initiative. It's impossible to remain in a stalemate like this, either declare a draw, or fight it out yourself.
A draw cannot be declared. If you can defeat the opponent, you will have bragging rights for a lifetime. If Yanchen has retired, he will not be able to pilot a mecha in the future. The commander just said that this is the last time. The problem now is that if he does not take the initiative to attack, the commander, impatiently waiting, will declare a draw, thus ending everything.
Thinking of this, the captain yelled, this would give him courage. Battles are often determined by one move, and one's own life is used as a bet. But this time, he was betting on the face of the Interstellar Alliance's mecha department, which was also as important as his life. He accelerated and ran on the spot, letting the mecha rush forward.
The current distance is 17 meters. An ordinary mecha starts running at 7 meters, and runs at a large speed at 11 meters per step. You can rush to the front in about ten steps... He quickly estimated.
Suddenly the opponent raised his arm and launched the only remaining bomb.
The direction of the aim was not him, but the ground in the middle? ! The bomb hit the ground, immediately blasting a crater and sending up dust and sand all over the sky.
Rather than stopping, the captain chose to continue rushing forward, because it would be very risky to launch heat-sensing missiles from this distance. If the opponent attacks him, the mecha system will prompt. The mecha's own detection system, not to mention the dust, can use various methods to outline the opponent's outline even in heavy fog or sandstorms. .
What's more, he also has a knife in his hand, which he can use to prevent the opponent from getting close.
At this time, the opponent also moved, but instead of running toward him, he jumped up... The captain quickly stopped, and under the influence of inertia, the mecha rushed forward two steps. He turned his feet sideways, and the mecha also turned his feet sideways, using the friction on the soles of his feet to stop faster.
The mecha turned sideways slightly, rubbing its feet on the ground, and its body just passed through the dust and sand raised after the bomb exploded. Then I saw a prompt from the system that the other party was launching heat-sensing missiles!
This heat-sensing missile was launched from above and shot vertically towards him. It should have been launched from the air after the opponent flew up.
Damn it, the captain wanted to escape, but another missile was aimed at him behind him. That was after the other party landed on the ground, he immediately fired another one.
Attacked from both sides, the captain knew that he had no way to escape. The missiles above made it difficult for him to fly, and the missiles behind him made it impossible for him to move horizontally... In less than two seconds, in a simulated explosion of flames in front of him , the system and the outside screen prompted that his mecha was blown up and the pilot died.
Walking out of the simulation cabin, the captain was convinced of his defeat. He was full of respect for this thin "little girl": "Thank you for your advice." Then he gave a solemn military salute.
Not only is his movements agile, but his use of weapons is also very good. To determine the most effective strike in a very short period of time in order to win, this is the biggest test for mecha pilots in addition to technology.
Xining nodded slightly, then returned to his original state of listlessly taking samples, and turned his gaze to the ground in front of him. The main reason is that the body owner doesn't like to talk, so she should try to avoid opening her mouth.
Iger came over and put her coat on for her: "Let's go."
She put on her coat and silently followed Egg out of the mecha department.
"Farewell, Commander." The captain and all the members watched the group leave.
Among the dozen or so people, the most eye-catching ones were the tall black figure in the middle and the short figure next to him who only reached his chest.
As soon as the person left, a pilot couldn't help but ask: "Captain, why do you salute her?" Didn't he hate her before, and he gritted his teeth every time she mentioned it.
The captain asked back: "Do you know why the superiors always send you to take her to other places to delay her as much as possible?"
"Why?" Everyone was puzzled by this. It was clear that a team of people could kill her if they attacked together. They proposed no fewer than ten plans, but the superiors refused to issue such an order, so they had no choice but to follow it.
"You, you, and you!" the captain pointed out one by one: "You have all received the task of attracting her to other places, right? But you are all still alive!"
The captain had mixed feelings, and couldn't help but surge in his heart: "If you fight alone, there is no way you can win. Even I don't have much chance of winning."
If you don't win, you die. Even the captain with the most combat experience lost today. Everyone has witnessed with their own eyes that with the same ordinary mecha, the opponent's movements are clean and neat, and the opponent's next move can be accurately estimated when defending. When attacking, it is hard to guard against, and the victory is very beautiful.
If the other party really kills them, like they did just now, if it's a real battle, there's no way they can still stand here and stare at them with hatred.
What they didn't notice was noticed by the superiors. Only the commander would give the order to send out one mecha at a time to lead Michael Angel Wings to other places.
Controlling a mecha is quite difficult. A steel body more than ten meters tall can destroy a tall building with just one slap. What is more difficult to control than destruction is the possibility of giving life...
"She is the king, the god of mechas!" the captain said sincerely, making everyone awe.
Sitting on the aircraft, Xining leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes. Controlling a mecha is very physically demanding, and the mind is always in a state of high tension. If you relax even a little bit, you may be destroyed. However, the body owner really has two skills. This time, he used this body to fulfill his mission and successfully fought the final battle.
I heard Egg's voice, which was sitting opposite me, softening a little: "What a pity."
Does it mean that she can no longer control mechas? Xining closed his eyes and smiled secretly: "I have passed the retirement age long ago." The implication is that there is nothing regrettable. You can retire at the age of thirteen, but the body owner is already sixteen years old. If I don’t retire, I will never grow taller in this life.
After a short silence: "Now that you have won, what reward do you want?"
After competing three times and winning three times, the mecha department has lost all face, so what kind of reward can be given?
Xining narrowed his eyes and glanced at this handsome guy: "You may not be given even if you ask for it."
"I want to give it a try first. Nothing is guaranteed." Iger seemed very interested, as if he was born to wear military uniform. He is so handsome.
