Qing Feng patted his shoulder.
Signaling Zheng Yang to take a long puff of cigarette.
Zheng Yang did as he was told.
"Ahem..."
Choking.
Accompanied by a slight sting in the throat.
A feeling of ecstasy came over me.
Come to mind.
The feeling, the mind becomes...
Feeling light, the worries are still there.
But it was as if I had become a bystander, and the worries in my mind were no longer so heavy.
Zheng Yang found that because of this sense of levity, thousands of distractions in his mind disappeared, and he became more focused.
But he has nothing to think about now...
Regarding your own three views, you can only keep them in mind at all times.
Always remind yourself.
There are solutions too.
Just find another school to stay in and stay longer.
Zheng Yang was emo while holding a cigarette in his mouth.
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The time spent with a cigarette is fleeting.
The ship crashed diagonally downward...
In the command room.
Chen Ye, who had just finished putting out the fire, wiped his sweat and looked at the control console in front of him.
Speechless...
Chen Ye failed to save the ship. 70% of the ship's wires had been corroded by the high temperature. While complaining that Zhang San wanted to set fire to the command room because of Mao, his fingers were flying on the console.
Try your best to control the ship.
Fortunately, most of the circuitry associated with the fusion engine still survives.
In the end, a little bit of victory was achieved. While the ship crashed, the super kinetic energy generated by the nuclear fusion engine converting atomic nuclei pushed the slowly crashing ship towards the battlefield.
The crash speed was relatively slow. After all, part of the floating engine was not broken and was still exerting force steadily.
The nuclear kinetic energy pushed the ship, which was as big as a football field and a half, flying at high altitude.
Glide slowly and diagonally.
It is estimated that it will take several minutes to reach the battlefield.
Zhang San looked at Chen Ye who was complaining crazily in front of him, and thought to himself, you have never driven a Flame Titan. You don't understand how attractive this confined space with dense enemies is to a Pilot who drives a Flame Titan.
He still asked seriously: "Isn't this ship broken? Why are we going to the battlefield?"
Chen Ye's complaining voice stopped.
After quickly completing some operations on the console, he stood up and looked at Zhang San.
"I thought you were just reckless, but I didn't expect you didn't even have a brain."
Zhang San: "???"
Chen Ye looked at Zhang San who was slowly rolling up his sleeves, pushed up his glasses, and explained: "This is an IMC ship, and information or other technologies may be mined inside."
Zhang San rolled up his sleeves and paused: "How will it fall to the ground now? If it explodes, it will be worthless at all. Still, still..."
Zhang San thought about some reasons to deny the ship.
"It's also polluting the environment!"
Chen Ye: "........."
"You pyromaniac still knows how to protect the environment..." Chen Ye explained tiredly: "Use your brain more and use the most primitive method to get on our ship. Push it on the bottom. This IMC ship We have extinguished the fire on the ship again, can't we let our own ship support it and slowly land on the ground?"
Zhang San scratched his head.
Yes!
Pointing diagonally upward out of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the command room.
At high altitude, another IMC ship was still detonating missiles steadily. However, because there was no communication from the comrades in the compromised IMC ship, the high-state atomic neutralization cannon on the ship did not attack. This ship slowly glides into the sky.
"Then the other IMC ship should be destroyed together." Zhang San asked doubtfully: "Shouldn't there be another team to deal with that IMC ship? Look at that big thing that's still not stopping. "
Chen Ye looked over and saw that indeed, another IMC ship high in the sky was still dropping cuboids, reapers and third-generation Titans.
It's just that the speed of high-altitude delivery is significantly reduced.
It should be the information reported by the IMC commanders to the ship next door before they died. The IMC ship next door should have Titans on guard.
This is incredible.
A Pioneer-class Titan, just like the one Zheng Yang flew with the TP missile just now, stood on a missile and flew towards the bow of the IMC ship at extremely fast speeds.
Chen Ye slowly opened his mouth.
Zhang San followed Chen Ye's gaze and looked in the direction he was pointing.
I saw this Pioneer-class Titan standing on the missile, everything was no different from them just now.
The only difference is that the angle is not quite the same.
Their missiles passed by at a height higher than the IMC ship and then jumped off at a high altitude.
This Pioneer class...
Hit the IMC ship's bow directly.
It’s so lifeless!
"boom!"
The missile hit the IMC command room accurately, and the Pioneer-class Titan jumped off first and landed on the bow of the IMC ship.
Run towards the command room.
At this time, Chen Ye also received orders from Commander Su Quan.
He patted Zhang San on the shoulder and said: "Don't look, that's Cooper. It's normal for each person to choose his own ship."
Zhang San had heard about Cooper, but he had never seen him in person or had a fight. It seemed too magical.
"Is this normal?"
Chen Ye, who was fortunate enough to be taught a lesson by Cooper driving a BT, walked in front of him indifferently.
"Stop looking, stop looking. The commander asked us to go to the docking area on the middle level to see if we can complete the docking."
From another rebel base on Typhon, a rebel ship just took off.
Flying towards the IMC ship that was still gliding slowly at high altitude.
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Lower level
Qing Feng glanced at Zheng Yang, who was doubting life in emo, and thought about it.
Stand up.
Then he motioned Zheng Yang to get up and put on his helmet, and then the two of them came to a lower floor.
This base plate is the empty area for projecting Titans.
It is now closed. Qing Feng clicked in front of the console.
The storm is coming.
The fierce wind blew Zheng Yang a little unsteadily, but it was only because of the sudden blow.
He stood and stabilized his body.
After seeing Zheng Yang adjust, Qing Feng went up and said to Zheng Yang.
The sound of voices mixed with the sound of wind, Zheng Yang forgot to turn on the noise blocking function.
Thanks to the communication channels in their helmets, the roaring wind would have directly covered up Qing Feng's voice.
"Have the Titans jump when the ships arrive on the battlefield!"
Zheng Yang thought for a while and did as he was told.
TP received the order and waited in the empty area.
"Is your jumping device still intact?"
Only then did Zheng Yang remember that he had exclusive equipment for the pilot.
【Jumping Device】
Something like a backpack.
In fact, it should be called a jet backpack. There are two flame holes at the bottom of the backpack.
This is an artifact.
The ultra-sensitive follow-up vector jet propulsion device must be light and stable enough. If it is unstable, the center of gravity will be unstable during the double jump and fly away. If you are not careful when accelerating, you may burn your feet.... ...and so on.
The skills required are very high.
The two technologies of high-angle vector engine and full-angle vertical stabilization device were developed as early as Zheng Yang's previous life, but they are not compatible.
In the world of Titan, crazy scientists, prompted by the war, developed this set of equipment that is extremely powerful for individual combat.
He patted his backpack and looked at the backpack fuel display value that popped up inside the helmet.
"Enough is enough."
Qing Feng motioned to Zheng Yang to come closer and take a look at the sky.
"What's there to see at high altitude..." Zheng Yang, who was a little depressed, perhaps because he just discovered that there was something wrong with his outlook on life, curled his lips and walked forward.
Furball passed out in TP's cockpit.
Qing Feng understood the depression in Zheng Yang's heart at this time, so he shouted loudly: "Look below!"
Looking below, a few white clouds passed by, and the blue sea came into view.
The water reflects light, giving it a mesmerizing blue color.
Zheng Yang's mood suddenly improved a lot.
Looking at the blue sea, Zheng Yang stabilized his body so as not to be blown away by the wind.
Without looking back, he said: "Thank you, I feel really better......... Damn it, you fucking!!!"
Zheng Yang stood in front of the empty area and was kicked by Qing Feng while he was mid-sentence.
Turning over in the air, he turned back and raised an international friendly gesture towards Qing Feng.
Unexpectedly, Qing Feng jumped down after kicking Zheng Yang.
“Wuhu!!!”
In the channel, Qing Feng shouted when he was free falling from high altitude.
Zheng Yang: "@#￥%@#!"
Qing Feng adjusted his posture high in the air.
“Boy, there’s nothing that a parachute jump can’t solve!!!”
“Feel the adrenaline rush caused by extreme sports!!!”
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