Counterfeit Hero

The mecha Wei Jianshan drives is a hurricane modified mecha.

Fatty once had one of this kind of mecha, which was given to him by the owner of the invincible mecha repair shop. There was originally an intention to win over him to help as a technical consultant, but who knew that after so many years, Fatty had never been there once. That mecha was abandoned in the Paladin mecha company owned by Tanvir Christina, and I don’t know what happened to it now.

Originally, Tailiu's style of technique was characterized by strength and defense, which did not match the hurricane's emphasis on speed. However, as a second-level mecha war god, Wei Jianshan has a hand speed of nearly 70 movements, which is enough to take into account the characteristics of Tailiu techniques while taking into account other aspects. Therefore, this hurricane mecha, which is relatively mainstream in human society, has become his special mecha for the past two years after being specially modified to strengthen its attack power and increase engine power.

Angry at being provoked by the fat man, Wei Jianshan activated his hand speed of sixty-nine movements per second, and the command light of the mecha computer suddenly flashed wildly. Instructions are densely packed on the computer verification screen, scrolling like flying.

Amid the roar of the huge engine, the hurricane swooped forward. When the low-pressure area formed by the mecha's instant sprint was backfilled with air, the wind blew violently and howled harshly. The dust on the ground seemed to be pulled hard by an invisible hand and then thrown away, sweeping the sky and filling the air.

In the eyes of the bandit soldiers watching on the sidelines, Wei Jianshan's sudden advance could only be described as lightning. The strength of the second-level mecha God of War is indeed extraordinary, and in addition to these days. This guy used power for personal gain. He studied the practical combat rules given by Fatty all day long, and his control skills improved by more than 10% compared to before. The mecha volleyed towards the ground, and the movement was like lightning and thunder.

But in the eyes of a group of science monsters with developed minds and weak bodies, the activation of this mecha is no different than the earth shattering. In the strong wind, these guys with big heads, thin bodies and strange shapes appeared. One by one, they ran away, fearing that something would happen to Wei Jianshan and Fatty, which would harm Chi Yu.

In the blink of an eye, Hurricane had hit the Phantom Streamer mecha driven by Fatty. Wei Jianshan pushed the control stick with his left hand and made several swings. The engine of the mecha suddenly screamed, and Hurricane punched out with contracted fists. There was a dull "bang" sound that broke through the air and went straight to Liu Guang's chest.

time. It seemed to freeze all of a sudden.

There is no distinction between fast and slow at this moment. To everyone on the sidelines, the hurricane's sudden advance was like a flash of light that was too late to blink, and their attention had just been focused. It was frozen at the moment when Hurricane Land's fists were about to hit Liu Guang.

This is less than a tenth of a second. As long as millions of years.

"Shameless!" Following a very familiar scream, time returned to its original pace, and the frozen scene suddenly began to flow, "Touch her pussy!"

The wretched fat man, who had no bearing on the top general of the bandit army, shouted loudly. Amid the cry, a strange scene appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The fist of the hurricane is close at hand. In Liu Guang's weird step back. It was like hitting an invisible wall, faster than the speed of a meteor. Suddenly it turned into a difficult and sluggish slow motion. As Liu Guang's hands drew two circles on his chest, and the four arms of the mecha were not seen intersecting, Hurricane suddenly lost his balance, staggered, and rushed past Liu Guang.

The bandit soldiers on the sidelines almost dropped their jaws in shock. Everyone understood that these actions of Hurricane were already a failure in the mecha combat. As long as Liuguang launches an attack at will at this time, Hurricane will be destroyed.

After finally controlling the mecha, Wei Jianshan sat in the cockpit in a daze. Just now, he suddenly felt that the mecha had lost control. It was as if there was an invisible rope that tied his hands and feet, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

He obviously didn't have any contact with the fat man, but the invisible resistance was real. And when the fat man drew circles with his arms, the mecha couldn't help it. The sideways movement he was about to make just started, and it was deformed as if it was pulled by someone.

"What's going on?" After checking to make sure that his mecha was fine, Wei Jianshan almost went crazy.

If the mecha martial arts that Fatty showed before made him feel like he was standing tall on a mountain, now, it gives him a feeling of fear! Where does this guy who is always out of shape come from with so many weird things? Does he still need other mechs to live? .

"Come and touch me." The fat man said proudly, "I'll tell you when I touch you."

What else could there be to say to such a bitch? Wei Jianshan pounced on him silently, his fists waving like a meteor shower like a hurricane. He didn't believe that he couldn't even touch the fat man.

"Hey, the sun is out, my breasts are in my sister's arms, counting the stars..."

Amidst the fat man's obscene words that made you want to slap him a few times, the training ground was filled with dust again. The two mechas were entangled with each other, punching and kicking each other until everything was dark. Both sides showed their ability to press the bottom of the box, and the mecha's speed reached its fastest, and only two phantoms could be seen as it moved and flickered.

But the strange thing is that no matter how hard we fight, there is no sound of collision except for the scream of the mecha's engine, the sound of moving footsteps and the sound of mechanical movement. The sound of metal and iron that everyone is familiar with when mechas are fighting has never appeared from the beginning to the end.

This scene looks weird.

Wei Jianshan became more and more frightened as he fought. He knew that there must be something weird about the streamer driven by the fat man. Especially the arms of the mecha. Within the control range of these two iron arms, the strange force field changes unpredictably. Sometimes it’s resistance, sometimes it’s gravity. Leave him at a loss. The familiar control of the mecha has completely changed. Either the force is too strong or the force is insufficient. A simple second-level action will also cause mistakes under the influence of Fatty's force field.

but. After a period of adaptation, Wei Jianshan has gradually mastered some tricks. Decades of mecha combat training are not bragging after all. Whether it is skills, experience or vision, Wei Jianshan is second to none. In response to Fatty's force field, he began to think more about the changes in his subsequent movements and used a lot of feints.

At this time, Fatty also followed Wei Jianshan's movements. Started to change tactics. He quickened the pace of his feet, trying to distance himself as much as possible.

Fatty didn't want to waste such a good test opponent. After understanding the impact of the magnetometer on the opponent's attack area, Fatty began to experiment with how to use force fields to change his movements.

When the fat man's hand speed increased to seventy movements per second, the whole world fell silent.

Hurricane kicked his feet, and his body rushed forward like a cannonball. The right fist punched out suddenly. The stream of light receded, like a strand of dandelion stirred by the wind of fists. drift away..........

Hurricane raised his legs to kick, and Liuguang stood up in the air, like a big bird flapping its wings, rising gracefully...

Hurricane kicks the ground with one leg. Soaring into the sky. Liuguang's light and flying body. It's like being tied to a big stone and sinking suddenly...

The hurricane struck down in the sky, following it like a shadow, its body was as light as a fish swimming in the water, and with a twist of the water, it was already running away, slippery and fast...

Two mechas. In the middle of the training ground. Continue their rapid attack and defense. Two phantoms intertwined and entangled, one after another.

People gathered around. He stared blankly, his mind going blank. No one could use words to describe their mood at the moment, and everyone was confused.

What is this?

The mecha warriors who have been dealing with mechas all their lives can't figure out whether the thing jumping in their field of vision is a mecha powered by a metal structure engine, or a living ghost emerging from the underworld?

How could these actions be performed by a mecha?

They have been dealing with mechas all their lives, and are familiar with every part of mechas, and are familiar with every movement and posture of mechas... However, the streamer in front of them has been completely overturned. The mecha understanding they have built up throughout their lives.

The most excited people on the sidelines were none other than the group of Frankensteiners from Black Devil Studio, headed by the old black man Belch. Their eyes were shining, their noses were flaring, and their breathing was rapid. They all looked proud and nervous, even more exaggerated than when the fat man made the long trip to Silicon Valley to pick them up.

They never thought that in their eyes, a product that was accidentally inspired and a useless product that did not solve the key problem could actually have such a miraculous effect! The magnetometer was successful, and it is no exaggeration to say that this success marked a new mecha era!

The experimental mecha driven by Fatty was exactly the same as other streamer mechas, both in terms of structural appearance materials and the performance data of the ten major systems inside the mecha.

All that's left is a magnetometer and an extra engine to match the magnetometer.

Who is Wei Jianshan? He is the second-level God of War who stands at the top of the pyramid in the folk mecha fighting world. However, in front of the experimental mecha controlled by Fatty, he couldn't even touch Fatty. .

The entire fight had no meaning for the discussion. If Fatty wanted to kill him, he would have fifteen chances to kill Wei Jianshan in one fell swoop.

This is definitely a revolution in the history of mechas!

Everyone in Black Devil Studio was shocked and rejoiced. They were shocked by the thing they had created. They were rejoicing at their fate and at meeting Fatty.

Not only because Fatty saved them, but more importantly, because of Fatty's vision.

In the world, there are always horses that can cover a thousand li, but there are not always Bole.

Fatty not only was keenly aware of the true purpose of the magnetometer and pointed the way for the scientists, but he also personally participated in the later research of the magnetometer. In just ten days, under the leadership of Fatty, the scientists solved the problem of the magnetometer. The common problems of nodes and materials were solved, and a design plan for the engine that could be used to cooperate with the magnetometer was proposed.

Some scientists lowered their heads and stared blankly at their hands. The mecha competition in front of them truly told them that they used these hands. Created a miracle.

"Ping", a clear metal collision interrupted the thoughts of everyone on the sidelines. They looked intently and saw that the two mechas, which could only see dazzling phantoms before slowly dissipating into the dust, had stopped.

Fatty loses? !

This answer, which should have been without any suspense, now feels so surprising. Everyone seems to have an illusion that no matter how bizarre or unfavorable the competition is. Fat people never lose. It's normal for him to win any number of games, but it's strange if he loses.

Liuguang's mecha cockpit opened, and Fatty jumped out with a frustrated look on his face. Looking at the scientists gathered around him, he smiled bitterly and said, "We have no more energy."

"No energy?" The scientists were all stunned. This experimental mecha still has at least half a box of solid compressed energy! You know, a box of energy can meet the requirements of high-load conditions for marching tens of thousands of kilometers, and can also support thousands of rounds of energy cannons and non-stop high-intensity battles for a full seventy-two hours. With half a tank of energy, it would take more than thirty hours anyway?

But. How long has it been? Less than an hour! The energy is gone? Belch rushed to the mecha and pulled open the energy cover. Press the button, and with a chirp, the energy box slowly moves out of the mecha. Everyone looked around and saw that the mecha box was empty. Except for the dozen or so micro-mechanical clamps that divide and transport solid energy blocks. Nothing at all. Check the energy liquefier, it's also empty.

"This..." Everyone looked at each other, feeling a little frustrated. When they were designing, they knew that the magnetometer and the special engine would consume a lot, and everyone was mentally prepared. However, they never expected that this consumption would be so terrifying.

A mecha without energy. That's a pile of scrap metal. Or a walking target! It’s useless even if you have a hand speed of one thousand movements per second! Half a box of energy only lasted less than forty minutes, waiting for the battlefield. After an hour or two, wouldn't it be like letting others slaughter you?

"Tell me!" Wei Jianshan didn't care about the Frankensteins with drooping heads. He grabbed the fat man and said, "Tell me quickly, what's going on?"

The fat man chuckled and explained the key points of the principle and function of the magnetometer.

Wei Jianshan's eyes widened when he heard this. He was the first person who had personally tasted that kind of force field. How could he not understand what this thing meant?

"You traveled two hundred kilometers just for this thing?" Wei Jianshan finally understood.

The fat man nodded his head loudly. "You provoke me just to test this thing?" Wei Jianshan looked unkind.

"What!" Fatty's eyes widened: "You bite me?!"

The two of them stared at each other for a long time, and Wei Jianshan said angrily: "My reputation has been ruined, why can't you just show no sign at all?"

"You want me to install this thing on your mecha?" How could Fatty, a master of psychology, not know that Wei Jianshan was so thoughtful? He squinted and raised his eyebrows to his forehead.

Wei Jianshan nodded honestly.

"No!" The bitch said with an unselfish look on her face, "This thing consumes too much energy and has not yet reached the application stage."

"Bah!" Wei Jianshan flew into a rage, grabbed the fat man's collar, and said angrily: "They don't know, and I still don't understand? The effect of this thing is only in a few seconds! If you don't attack, half a box The energy can make me make mistakes more than a dozen times. If I have a full tank of energy and actively attack me, won’t I die hundreds of times?”

The scientists' eyes suddenly lit up. On the battlefield, at the critical moment, one opportunity is enough! .

The fat man bullied the weak and was afraid of the strong. When he saw Wei Jianshan getting angry, he immediately softened and lowered his eyebrows: "Pretend, why don't you pretend to be the first one?"

In the midst of the commotion, Markovich appeared next to the fat man and whispered.

"Colonel Tian."

"What?" The fat man looked at Markovich, who had a deep face, and asked.

The crowd dispersed voluntarily.

Markovich reported: "The two Suss armored regiments of the Northern Commercial Alliance have arrived 230 kilometers away from the Navarre Plain, less than 60 kilometers away from our army's Pingqiling defense line. The antenna has detected a large number of free signals from the other party. , judging from the density analysis, the opponent has at least two rows of electronic mechas."

"Two platoons?" The fat man frowned.

He understood that this time he was no longer facing those old fools from the free world who didn't understand modern warfare at all. Now, the country that is preparing to launch an attack on itself is the Suss Empire...that country with 80 million standing troops. It has been preparing its troops for hundreds of years and is always ready to start a world war. army.

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