()【Shilka】flying.

The depression angle is 45 degrees and the speed is Mach 1.4 per hour.

Fast, very fast, so fast that I feel like my soul is being thrown behind my body.

Suddenly, targets appeared, three in total, one moving target, one fixed target, and one on the right hand side of the mountainside that was almost 90 degrees vertical.

With the speed of the machine, the reaction time is only a very short moment, and the angle of occurrence is very tricky, and the spread area is also large.

"Didi didi"

I adjusted the twelve rocket launchers fixed on my shoulders to the first position, integrated the target parameters detected by the radar into the virtual aiming aperture, and then re-pulled the armored machine gun to aim at the fixed target halfway up the mountain.

An obvious advantage of a mecha that uses mechanical arms and turrets as its main weapons is that its attack range is greatly increased, and there is almost no blind spot.

"Swish, swish, swish"

"Da da da"

The two sets of weapons were fired at the same time, and a burst of fire broke out on the ground and the mountainside at the same time, and earth and rocks flew everywhere. [Shi Lege] flashed past the explosion point, blowing away the thick smoke.

All the fixed targets on the mountainside and on the ground have been destroyed, but the moving target has only been chipped away by shrapnel and is still swinging around very strongly. The information fed back from the transmitter is that the impact point is almost two inches off.

Ten meters, I tilted the corner of my mouth in displeasure and marked the manual evaluation with a b- symbol.

As the difficulty increases, [Shilka] is the first test mecha to show its decline.

After hurriedly scanning the air, the six swordsmen of the teaching group gathered together again with their own monitors and manual scoring sheets. There was an obvious gap in the scoring this time, among which [Shilka] was ranked B- and B+ in six items.

Other aircraft are far behind.

According to my one-day operation experience, essentially this thing is just [Il] adding weapons and armor, redesigning an enhanced version of the engine, piling weapons directly on the existing body in a crude way, and using an enhanced engine to offset it.

Although the method of loading is simple, it also brings about a sharp deterioration in the maneuverability, especially in the dive state. The maneuverability is extremely difficult. In addition, the pulling force generated during supersonic flight can almost tear off its entire external armament.

Of course, this thing cannot be listed. The Six Musketeers unanimously agreed to kick this thing out first, but when it came to the specifics of how to kick it, we started to argue again.

There is no other reason, because just a few days ago, Sharif was the only businessman besides his own 715 who lent us precious test machines for free. He did not ask for anything in return afterwards, so we couldn't even find a way to thank him.

It would be too boring to tell someone coldly now, "Okay, buddy, the sample is not up to standard, you can get out of here."

But what should I do? Are you helping him cheat? Come on, that would be uninteresting to the mecha soldiers of the entire Republic.

"How about... how about we invite him out for dinner?"

The madman suggested with a lunatic expression that showed his brain was broken.

So I decided to pretend that he was a lunatic and asked him to book a hotel while I called him to come out and talk. After all, he and I were the only ones who knew each other a little bit.

I feel like he has the bearing of a gangster boss.

Very unusually, Sharif did not disappear this time and immediately agreed to come out as soon as he answered the phone. This made me really relieved. If he disappeared again, it would be really difficult for me.

The time was set at six o'clock in the evening, and I went to order half an hour in advance. But when I arrived at the restaurant ordered by the madman, I was immediately stunned: it turned out to be a restaurant with the words "Authentic xx Auntie Sichuan Restaurant" on the front, and a line of "Consumption" on the outside.

Drinks over 500 yuan

There is a big green signboard with the subtitle "Water is Free". There is a lot of people yelling and drinking inside, and there are food stalls with vegetable oil and swill flowing outside. Go, I let these poor people help me book a restaurant. I am really stupid.

Egg.

Looking around, I couldn't even see the shadow of the guys I had promised to come. Even if I lacked IQ, I knew that I had been screwed by those grandsons. At this time, it was too late to change the place, because Chai La

The figure of the noble son of the Weir family has appeared at the end of my field of vision. He is walking alone without bodyguards or driving a luxury car, nor is he accompanied by a beautiful lover.

"God, you've found a great place."

Sharif was still the same as when I saw him, with an elegant and calm look. He first looked at the restaurant and then looked at me with a half-smile.

I almost wanted to run away.

"How about... let's go have a cup of coffee."

I said guiltily.

"Haha, it doesn't matter. I have never eaten in a place like this. It's good to change the taste occasionally."

Sharif smiled and took the lead in walking in.

Thank God, the lunatic guy wasn't too naive. He booked me a private room instead of asking me to sit in the lobby, which somewhat saved my face. The waiter closed the door after asking for drinks, and the environment was still good enough for people to have a normal conversation.

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"Hey, why didn't your friends come?"

Sharif looked at the other empty seats and asked strangely.

"I was so frightened by your arrogance that I fell ill and died in bed."

I curse those heartless people viciously.

Sharif took out his chopsticks and knocked away the flies that landed on the vinegar dish, then turned his head and looked at me, his eyes were very light, just like the light gray mist emitted when a cigarette is burning.

"Then I'm glad you weren't scared away."

"I'm sorry, I've met several tycoons of the same level as you. Generally, goods worth one billion or two billion don't scare me anymore," I said simply, thinking that I would also clear up the business together.

"Oh, by the way, I have something to tell you. You have to be mentally prepared..."

"It was our prototype that failed."

"Yes, that's it...Hey, how did you know...Okay, just pretend I didn't ask."

After I finished speaking, I realized that I had asked a stupid question, because even if the business share in the Republic of China was not large, how could the Zaravel family not get inside information with their connections?

"Please, what are you thinking about this problem?" Sharif looked dumbfounded. "Are you using a table of food stalls worth 270 yuan to offset my 7 billion order loss?"

I said you just have to make do with it. If you guys don't think that you can't even get a dime back, don't tell me. You can only eat one hundred and thirty-five on this table and another one hundred and thirty.

Five is my share. If you can get a few more dollars back, you will be considered very capable.

While I was talking, a plate of spicy fried chicken nuggets was served. The spicy taste stimulated people's appetite and nasal cavity. I stretched out my chopsticks without hesitation and picked up a big piece. After Sharif laughed for a while, he also extended his hand.

The chopsticks competed with me for food. I could tell that this young man used chopsticks very well, and there was no obstacle left by being accustomed to using knives and forks. He must have practiced it since childhood.

"You look a little more disappointed."

"Of course there's nothing to be disappointed about," Sharif said with a relaxed and nonchalant expression, as if he accidentally lost seven dollars when buying groceries. "Last month, our family obtained a grant to produce 1,000 yuan for the treaty army within ten months.

mecha, as well as a full set of spare parts and

The long-term order for ammunition, this time is just for fun by the old man with the mentality of getting what he can and focusing on participation. In [Shilka], it is actually completely left to the novices who have just been recruited. The investment is very low, and the design

He's also very rough, it's weird that he's noticed."

God, what is Haokuo? This is Haokuo. In comparison, we are not even shrimps. But wait, what is going on with this order quantity? Even in terms of an arms race, it is too scary.

!

I stopped my chopsticks and looked up at Sharif. The latter nodded slightly, which meant that you understand. At this time, the waiter brought the second dish, which was a big fish head with chopped pepper, like a small basin.

The head of the big fish was sprinkled with red chili peppers, which looked very visual, but the atmosphere of the meal was obviously depressed.

"Hey, let me tell you, when will we take action?"

"I'm not from the military, but according to convention, it's usually at the beginning of 085 in the Gregorian calendar."

"Yeah?"

"Yes."

The air became dull again, and even the hustle and bustle downstairs became boring.

"Are you scared?"

Feeling like I was being provoked, I grinned.

"If one person carries it alone, it may be a bit of a headache, but if you fight with the entire teaching team, it will be much less laborious."

When we were fighting in the north, I was both a captain and a member of the team. I had to both direct the battle and carry out the main attack myself. I was running around in the hail of bullets with all kinds of junk. I was half exhausted and half busy, and suffered a lot.

But I dare not relax for a moment,

Because neither the rebels nor the mercenaries were worthy of my trust. At first, they didn’t treat me as a pot dish, and later they treated me as their boss. They would only execute whatever I said with fear, even shit.

I dare not let one go.

To this day, I still remember the first night in Vyborg, standing alone on the high ground and feeling the wind blowing, and how cold it felt to my bones.

It’s so scary!

But the teaching team is a completely different place. Although everyone's skills are still very rough, because of the rapid growth of my combat experience and skills, it is difficult to cooperate with my actions, but everyone can always cooperate in a tacit understanding and get along with each other.

It was very relaxed and enjoyable. If I made a mistake, they would not hesitate to slap the plate in my face, or give me a scolding and slap me until I woke up.

This is the teaching team.

Sharif looked at me with complicated eyes.

"You are a very good friend, Chen Xiang. I never dared to imagine that a person could be such a good friend. How did you do it?"

At this time, the waiter brought a large basin of boiled pork slices. On the base made of chili oil and bean sprouts, there was a thick layer of white and tender meat slices, but our attention was no longer on it.

"It's very simple. Show others affection, treat others with sincerity, don't hold anything in your stomach, and tell you everything you want to know."
To be continued...