In order to better train MS pilots, hundreds of MS training machines are placed here.
Therefore, the MS training ground is very large, basically occupying about 70% of the area of ZAFT Military Academy.
At this time, the students in the mecha maintenance class had not yet discovered Cruze and others behind them.
I just listened intently to the teacher’s explanation in front of me.
"ZGMT-01 GINN Trainer training MS. This machine is a practice MS designed mainly for training and practice in military facilities in PLANT. However, although it is just an ordinary contact MS, its construction principle is almost the same as other MS. "
"This location is the configuration..."
Several mecha maintenance class students, including Noel, were sitting on the ground taking notes following the teacher's explanation.
His expression is focused and not thinking about a single thing.
Not far away from them, there were other MS pilots practicing MS at this time.
After all, students in the mecha maintenance class don't always have the opportunity to visit the mobile suit up close.
Military schools mainly train MS pilots, so the MS training ground is more often used by MS classes.
Therefore, the mecha maintenance class's visit to the MS is a venue shared by several classes, and the opportunity is very rare. For this reason, every student in the mecha maintenance class cherishes this hard-won opportunity.
Of course, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is the subsequent computer test.
Every mecha maintenance student has the opportunity to go up and experience it for five minutes.
"Eh? That one over there is... in white?"
"Why is Bai Yi here?"
"Isn't that Aslan?"
"I'm going, Yitzhak and the others are here too."
"What happened over there? Why are there so many people?"
However, the atmosphere at the practice ground gradually became a little strange.
Many students who were listening attentively looked towards where the crowd gathered.
"Captain, isn't this a bit bad? Aren't you going to see Mr. Gilbert later?"
One of the attendants beside Cruze came forward, looked at the crowd gradually gathering around him and the sights in the distance, and couldn't help but remind him.
Cruze, who was carrying a black box, raised his arm and looked at the time when he heard this. He looked around and then looked at Noel in the crowd of mecha squads in front, and said: "It's still early, just wait for a while."
"Yes!" Although the attendant was doubtful, the captain had already said so, so naturally he couldn't say anything more.
Yitzhak couldn't help but look puzzled as he listened to the conversation between the two. Just as he was about to ask, the voices of Aslan and others came from behind him.
"Yitzhak."
"Aslan? Why are you here?"
Yitzhak turned around and saw Aslan leading Nigel and others through the crowd and approaching.
"Shouldn't I ask you this question? Why are you here if you don't train well?" Diaka asked first.
"Which of your eyes saw that I'm not training anymore?" Yitzhak retorted.
"I didn't see it with either eye."
"You boy..."
"Aslan Sara?"
Cruze also noticed Aslan and others, and turned around to look over.
"MS training class three, Aslan Sara!" Aslan saw Kruse looking over and couldn't help but raise his hand in salute.
"MS training class three, Nigel Amalfi!"
"MS Training Class 1 Diaka Elsman!"
"MS Training Class 1 Yitzhak, Jiuer!"
"MS training class one, Rusty!"
The other people saw this and followed Aslan in saluting.
This is a military academy, and you must salute when facing your superiors.
"Lao Lu Cruze!" Upon seeing this, Cruze could only raise his hand and salute in return.
"Cruze? Nebula Medal?" Diaka reacted immediately after hearing this. The video of Cruze's last battle has been included in the ZAFT military academy's learning video.
In three hours, he destroyed dozens of enemy aircraft single-handedly. This record is ZAFT's highest single-machine performance performance so far.
"Did you just react?" Nigel couldn't help but complain. He thought Diaka knew.
"Uh..." Diaka was helpless. He wasn't very fond of these things.
What's rare is that Yitzhak didn't have bad breath and just turned to look at Kruse, or rather the black suitcase with the genetic research icon printed on it in his hand.
Due to family reasons, Yitzhak's mother happens to be responsible for managing the genetic research sector, so she is familiar with the icon of the Gene Research Institute.
If I remember correctly, this genetic research institute logo belongs to level one, which is the so-called secret.
A man in white clothes appeared at school carrying a suitcase that represented the secret of PLANT Gene Research Institute. What does this mean...
"I never thought you would get together." Cruze looked at the people in front of him and couldn't help but have a rough idea in his mind.
"Ma, after all, they have known each other since childhood, so it's not surprising that they get together." Latis on the side couldn't help but reply.
"Haha, I have heard about your achievements. The future depends on you." Kruse laughed after hearing this.
The family background and personal strength of these people are all in the upper echelons of PLANT. If nothing unexpected happens in the future, they are likely to have a high say in PLANT.
Of course, all this is no accident.
"You are joking, we are still very immature and we will need more care from Captain Cruze in the future." Aslan is relatively familiar with Cruze.
Not that he knew Kruse, of course.
But because of his father, Defense Council Chairman Patrick Sala.
He often heard Patrick Sala talk about Kruse and Andrew Butterfield.
"Haha, there will be a chance." Kruse chuckled upon hearing this, basically confirming his thoughts.
"The above is the basic explanation of MS. Next, according to your number, each person can fly on the plane for five minutes. You must cherish it."
In the distance, the teacher responsible for explaining the principles of MS put away his textbook, pointed to the two practice MSs behind him and said: "Of course, you don't need to be too nervous, just treat this as an ordinary internship. At this stage, you just need to understand it. Just follow the general operating principle.”
The students are only given five minutes behind the wheel not because of time constraints.
Although there is also a time factor in the process, I am more worried about the students' health.
Driving a mecha is not as simple as imagined. In addition to various calculations, the bigger problem is the physical fitness of the students.
Just like a pilot, if your body is not up to standard, it will be useless even if you fly the plane.
Kruse listened to the movement behind him and couldn't help but turn around and look over. His eyes passed through the crowd and locked on Noel who quietly retreated and hid at the back of the crowd.
"Noel, are you excited?"
Beside Noel, a student who was also in the mecha maintenance class pulled Noel who was about to retreat and pointed at the mecha giant in front of him.
"Quite exciting." A strange smile appeared on Noel's face. There was excitement and yearning in his eyes, but also loss and helplessness.
Only he himself knows the mixed bitterness in his heart.
Mecha is a man's romance. That man doesn't want his own mecha, and Noel is no exception.
But thinking about his body, Noel couldn't help but feel a trace of sadness on his face.
He is still unable to drive a mecha, or to use it normally, not to mention that his consciousness, reaction ability and computing power cannot keep up.
As for his body, after this period of recovery, with the help of medicine, he can indeed live a normal life like ordinary people.
But that's all.
Don't think that driving a mecha is easy. In addition to sufficient brain computing power and reflexes, your body must also be able to withstand the various loads brought by the mecha.
This is a load that not even an adjuster can fully resist, of course, if it's just pure driving movement rather than combat or strenuous exercise.
As long as healthy adjusters and natural people can persevere.
