() So after discussing and unable to come up with a plan, I started practicing shooting again. During this period, my status was on the rise. I shot eighteen drones with one hand throughout the day, and my aiming speed also increased from 1.3

The second has been increased to 0.7 seconds, and the most critical prediction ability has also been improved a lot.

But I always feel... it's still a little bit too hard, and lacks the smooth feeling of "Cangren" when fighting.

According to the meaning in martial arts novels, one only understands the skill of the sword, but not the method of mind.

However, the aiming procedures, shooting movements, and movement systems have been simplified to the point that they cannot be simplified any more. The only way to tap your potential is to come from yourself. But this is not martial arts training. Just stretching your arms and kicking your legs and running two more laps every day can solve the problem.

, I can't do anything about it.

"Go to hell, go to hell, die."

I was yelling in my heart while slamming the button of my gun, blasting the drones into fireballs. I felt a sense of satisfaction in controlling their fate.

At this time, the PCP that had been thrown aside suddenly rang. My hand shook, and a line of fire flew directly into the sky.

After picking it up and opening the message box, there was only a simple sentence in it:

"There's a legion meeting, come here quickly."

These guys must have discussed something. Thinking of this, I immediately kicked open the cabin door excitedly, dug it out and ran quickly towards the dormitory building.

I arrived a little late, and Tieniu's dormitory was already full of people from the teaching group, but it didn't matter, because Tieniu's loud, penetrating voice could be heard a kilometer away.

"Nainai talked for a long time and almost forgot an important thing!"

The rabbits below are in high spirits.

"Boss, don't whet our appetites. Tell us what's going on?"

"Do you still remember what our electromechanical class did during your freshman year?"

"What is it?"

Everyone looked like their brains were short-circuited and they didn't wake up.

"Let me go, such a glorious thing has been drowned in your heads. Have you even forgotten that we transformed the principal's luxury Audi car into an Audi SUV in just four hours?"

Tieniu slapped his thigh sadly.

I wanted to laugh when I said this. I was also involved in this matter. When we parked the car back to where it was, the principal couldn't find his car. He thought it had been stolen and was so anxious that he even called the police.

Okay. Afterwards, we all received disciplinary sanctions, which were not removed until graduation.

As soon as Tieniu reminded him, the rabbits immediately rushed to speak:

"Oh, I remembered, I was responsible for connecting the wires and starting the car."

"By the way, I got the car tires from the scrap recycling bin."

"It's nothing. Isn't it as hard as our first class to hit a car body overnight?"

"That's nonsense. It's not just your first class that's doing this. Our second class is also involved."

Tieniu clapped his hands and continued talking in a warm atmosphere.

"Then I don't need to say more about what you will do in your sophomore year?"

This time everyone’s memory got better, and someone immediately raised their hand and answered:

"Needless to say, of course I took out the school's self-propelled howitzer and raced it around the campus."

This was also an anecdote in the university at that time: a bunch of idle guys in the third class conspired overnight to imitate the feats of American college students in the old century. They first pretended to be decoration workers and obtained crane handles from the equipment department. That door was developed by experts from our university.

, the 155mm caliber self-propelled howitzer was hung from the monument, then brought into the warehouse for renovation, the engine was installed, filled with oil, replaced with modified tractor tracks, and then drove out for a walk with great arrogance, causing the whole thing to be damaged.

There was a lot of chaos in the university.

There are many similar big and small things, but starting from the junior year of college, we gradually became "honest" and started to muddle along according to the standard life rules of college students, surfing the Internet, staying up all night, skipping classes, cheating, picking up girls, falling out of love, etc.

Picking up girls again...it's endless.

Now that we suddenly talk about the story of that year, our somewhat old 24-year-old hearts begin to burn like they did when we first entered the university.

"Yes, we were once awesome, and we once rose to prominence, but what's going on in the present tense?" Tieniu's expression became more and more excited, and he simply jumped on a chair and started talking, "But now everyone is

What’s going on? When something goes wrong, the first thing we think of is asking others for help. We’re all mecha soldiers, and we’re not afraid of being laughed at by others for our impotence. If we don’t have someone else’s hand, can’t we do it ourselves?!”

"Yes, kill it resolutely!"

The atmosphere reached its peak in an instant!

Everyone raised their fists and shouted slogans loudly. After the shouting, everyone burst into laughter again, because everyone remembered that the last half of the sentence was the event logo that was affixed to the principal's car when he was repairing it.

The boss's movements made the bears in the next bedroom all stick their heads out and look here inexplicably.

I clenched my fists and felt my joints cracking. My whole body felt like I had taken a big gulp of heated vodka, which made my blood boil from the inside out. What do you call this feeling? Yes, it is passion!

The second leader of the teaching group came up next to Tieniu and announced the next action plan: all members of the teaching group were divided into three groups. One group was the expert group, which was composed of several mecha soldiers with outstanding academic performance, including top students.

The team leader is Comrade Xueba; the second group is the test flight group, composed of several of our relatively skilled mecha soldiers, who are responsible for testing and evaluating various plans.

, the team leader is Comrade Tieniu; the third group is the logistics group, and the task is very simple, which is to pour tea, water, meals, wash clothes, wipe dishes, and dry quilts for the first two groups... Anyway, it covers all daily life, and the group leader is Pang Tu.

Comrade.

This decision was unanimously approved by everyone.

It’s a bit shameful to say, because these risky activities were done without telling the two chief officers who were about to be tortured to death by us. Last time, we were severely punished for taking us to the Scanville front line to observe. This time, if they find out about us,

If we go into battle with such a bunch of crappy gadgets, I'm afraid they'll die trying to stop us.

The expert team used their own PCP, as well as various weird detection devices obtained from unknown sources, and began to connect [Lavorkin] for analysis. The density of the wires pulled out from the cockpit was enough to scare a team with trypophobia to death.

people.

After a whole day of detailed inspection, we decided to start with the actual performance of the aircraft and put forward various bizarre solutions, including modifying the accuracy of the counter, changing the alignment direction of the nozzle, adding a deceleration parachute for fighter jets on the back, etc., among which the most

The imaginative plan was proposed by a guy nicknamed Abalone: ​​when landing, the aircraft body tilts as far back as possible, trying to maintain a 30-degree inclination angle with the ground. At the moment of landing, support the ground with both hands to act as a temporary brake, and finally use the buttocks of the aircraft body to lift

Brake again to finally achieve the purpose of slowing down.

The first few methods were rejected while still in the ground testing stage, because we quickly discovered that this strange problem had nothing to do with the avionics system, and was entirely a design flaw in the power cabin of the airframe. As for the last one... although it felt a bit dangerous.

, but it seems there is still value in giving it a try.

But when it came to whose turn it was to get a taste of the machine first, the teaching team's old habit of wrangling happened again.

"Oh, Father Chen, I told you that I would go first, and I'm not going to die. Why are you so excited?"

"Hey, this logic is wrong. If you're not going to die, why did you go first?"

"Nonsense, I'm the boss of course I'll go first, do you want to be the boss?"

"There is a buzzword now called...Yes, do you understand? Why should we refuse du cai?"

"Look at your little bit of culture as a lunatic. You spelled all the words wrong and you still come to teach me a lesson."

Tieniu scratched his head unhappily, as if he was annoyed by the two of us. Suddenly, this guy's eyes widened, and he raised his hand and pointed to the horizon.

"Oh, look, it's a handkerchief!"

"Where is it? Damn, Hui your sister, catch him quickly, don't let him escape!"

In the end, Tieniu flew away first in fear. To be honest, when he landed, we all subconsciously closed our eyes, unable to bear to watch the thrilling scene like a movie.

Fortunately, things are not as scary as we thought.

Lean back, land, press your palms, and then... sit down, boom!

Because the movements were so weird and rough, sparks were flying everywhere at the contact point and joints, and the buttocks were exploding like firecrackers with two hundred rings. We who were watching on the sidelines felt that our hearts and lungs were shaking.

He was shaken by the shock and his scalp was numb.

Although the landing posture was as terrible as a slip while skating, and the sound was even more powerful than before, almost the same as a large-caliber grenade explosion, it still succeeded. The iron cow man's face turned pale and his calves shook a little.

, in good health. I and Road Stud Maniac were immediately inspired and climbed onto their respective machines to conduct experiments. Although the whole process was ten times more terrifying than watching onlookers, it was just like riding a high-speed boat in Category 6 sea conditions.

The one who bounces up and down seems to fall out at any time, but the success rate is an astonishing 100%, and it can be easily operated by novices.

In order to further verify the conclusion, we also found a representative mecha soldier from the regiment who was relatively average in skill and tested on the machine. Before taking off, we gave him many instructions and instructions, asking him to pull the emergency handle and eject immediately if he felt something was wrong, and save his life.

Life comes first. He was so nervous that he nodded desperately to show that he understood everything. Please rest assured, brothers.

[Lavorkin] flew into the sky with our worried eyes, circled at supersonic speed for a few times, and then began to land in that strange posture. Then after a loud noise, there was another frightened toss, but I didn't expect this guy to actually do it.

After success, the mecha soldier jumped out of the cockpit with a pale face. The first thing he did was to hug us.

We were almost so happy that we didn't expect that the matter would be resolved like that.

"Yeah, done!"

"Get your old sister, no!"
Chapter completed!