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He Xin stood on the control platform as Chen Shen said.

The technical team followed immediately, pressed him onto the support frame of the platform, and fixed the support frame with his armor suit from behind with a steel plate. At the same time, the steel plate covered the exposed spinal cord clamp, which is a kind of Protect.

Someone pulled out the thick oxygen supply tube and connected it to both sides of He Xin's helmet, and connected other cables along the way to help him turn on the radio inside the helmet.

"Huh! This makes me feel much better." He Xin breathed in the fresh air. If there is no oxygen supply in this helmet, he can only breathe through the oxygen supply ports with oxygen supply tubes inserted on both sides, and he will feel very stuffy.

Chen Shen looked at the armor He Xin was wearing, and his mind was already drifting to the horizon.

Now He Xin's armor is different from the one in the movie.

In addition to the neural connection system, the armor suit in the movie also has a life support system, which can detect the driver's physical condition and upload signals at any time.

But now this armor suit is just the monkey version, the only systems that can work normally are the helmet and the spinal cord clamp, and even the sensor suit inside is only equipped with the right hand sensor.

At this time, the technical team had finished all preparations, and after confirming that there were no omissions in the operation manual, their captain reported to Chen Shen.

Chen Shen came back to his senses, looked at He Xin, who nodded at him and gave him a thumbs up, indicating that he was ready.

Chen Shen turned his head and said: "Let's start, the first-level control mode."

On the other side, Feng Sanshi, who was sitting in front of the computer, immediately pressed the start button of the neural connection system.

Um……

For a moment, He Xin felt as if he had fallen into a swamp, and this pressure was much greater than when he was controlling the boxer.

Chen Shen went to the computer to check it. At this time, the computer showed that He Xin was currently under 15 units of pressure.

This pressure value is calculated based on the pressure received when the Boxer is connected.

Calculated according to the formula, the pressure connected to the boxer number is a value of ten units.

In other words, He Xin is now under 1.5 times more pressure than when he was controlling Boxer.

"How do you feel?" Chen Shen looked at He Xin.

He Xin nodded, and the voice was transferred from the helmet's radio to the on-site speaker: "It's not a big problem, it's just that I feel a little stressed."

"Try moving your right index finger."

He Xin complied.

Da da……

The sound of the diesel engine came from outside, and the index finger of Baofeng's arm followed He Xin's movement inside, flexing and stretching flexibly.

Everyone smiled happily and patted each other on the shoulder.

"Successful!"

"It's really moving!"

"This is the first mech we have participated in, right?"

Those in the control room who were not assigned tasks became excited, squeezed in front of the observation window, and looked out with great interest.

Seeing the achievements made by their own group, which can make the big guy outside move, they are sincerely excited and proud.

Ahem, although these achievements are mainly due to God Chen, at least they can share a little bit of hard work.

Chen Shen watched the movement of Baofeng's arm outside, and then looked at the data on the computer, everything was normal.

"Get ready, you will be transferred to the second level of control." He reminded He Xin, and then ordered Feng Sanshi to adjust the level.

This control level is related to the number of activations of the neural control system in the storm arm.

In the first level, only the nerve control of the index finger is activated, and each subsequent level will increase the nerve control system of a finger, until the fifth and subsequent levels, the nerves of special systems such as elbows, shoulders, weapons, etc. will be activated manipulation.

Each level of control system has a large number of sensors, and the data returned will cause huge pressure.

He Xin is already very familiar with neural connections, whether it is for humans or mechas, the first few levels only need to get used to it a little.

Soon he advanced to the fourth level, that is, the point where he could completely control the four fingers on the mecha's palm.

"How do you feel now?"

He Xin closed his eyes and felt that his forehead was already sweating. "The pressure is a bit high. My head seems to be soaked in cement now. I feel a little dizzy, but I can still hold on."

Chen Shen glanced at the current pressure value, and it has reached fifty-four pressure units.

This pressure is far from reaching the limit, and it can still be adapted, just need more training.

"Try it, move your whole palm."

"Okay." He Xin only responded with one word, and put all his energy into fighting against the pressure.

His right hand slowly repeated the movement of making a fist and opening and closing, and the movement of the storm's arm remained consistent.

Some people couldn't bear it, and left the control room after asking for instructions, went under the arm of the storm, and watched this huge device moving in the air with their own eyes.

"Too shocking!"

Standing under the arms of the storm can best experience the oppression of its operation.

Not only the researchers who came down from the control room, but also many people from the technical team were standing with their hips on their hips, looking at the device they had installed.

If it weren't for the confidentiality regulations, they would have pulled out their mobile phones to take pictures of this scene.

However, just when the people below wanted to take out their mobile phones to take pictures but couldn't, Chen Shen had already taken out their mobile phones above.

This is just a bigger mecha arm, so what needs to be kept secret?

As long as the parts inside are not affected, he can shoot whatever he wants.

Of course, he is the only person in the entire base who has this treatment.

The researchers who were still in the control room all noticed Chen Shen's movements, and were a little confused for a while.

They had little contact with Chen Shen, and they didn't even know that he had the habit of eating leeks.

Everyone made eye contact with each other.

This is taking pictures?

Not only that, he was shooting a video!

Doesn't he know the secrecy policy?

Some people thought it might be because Chen Shen was young and didn't know the secrecy regulations, and was about to sound a reminder when the door of the control room opened behind him.

The person who walked in was Wang Qian, everyone knew him, the chief steward of the base.

So everyone's eyes turned to her, hoping to let her stop Chen Shen's behavior.

However, contrary to their imagination, Wang Qian saw Chen Shen holding the camera phone in his hand, but shook his head helplessly, then stood aside and looked at the storm arm outside the window.

There was no intention of stopping God Chen at all.

Everyone looked at each other again.

Well, I see it.

Chen Shen didn't shoot for a long time. After a few shots, he put away his phone and turned to look at Wang Qian: "Aunt Qian, is there anything you want to come over?"

Wang Qian shook her head: "It's okay, I just came here to check the results of the experiment, is it going well now?"

Wang Qian looked at the storm arm outside, and felt shocked in her heart. The higher-ups have been paying close attention to this arm, and now it seems that it should be a success.

But it's a little too easy to succeed...

"Of course it went well. How could it not go well when I go out?" Chen Shen turned his head and continued to pay attention to the data that kept drifting by on the computer, and asked He Xin again how he felt.

"It feels okay." He Xin was taken aback for a moment before replying.

Chen Shen immediately realized that He Xin's reaction was slow, because he was not used to the pressure.

"You get off first, let someone else get on." After he finished speaking on his front foot, Feng Sanshi disconnected the nerve connection on his back foot.

The technical team waiting on the side immediately went over to help remove the armor suit and helmet, and then replaced it with another person to continue the test...

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