Wasteland Code Survival Chapter 528: Neng Angel No. 3 machine

[Title: Waste Code survival earth five hundred and twentieth eight chapters Angel III of machine: dark dust dispersion]

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However, Qi Lin had been prepared for a long time, and he flashed to the side the moment the hatch popped up. Instead, the pilot of the mech was firmly locked by a fixing device like a seat belt. There is no room for dodge in the seat.

The brief exchange of fire soon ended. An mpx short-barreled submachine gun produced by the Swiss company Sigsauer slipped from the cockpit to the ground. The black matte gun was still stained with crimson blood.

Qi Lin climbed into the cockpit, dragged the corpse out, and got into the driving position by himself.

"Help me connect the energy supply cable, the one I just unplugged!"

As soon as Qi Lin's voice fell, the arm-thin cable was like a living python. He moved by himself, winding up along the back of the mecha, and then connected to the power supply port on the back of the mecha again. Among.

The "buzzing" sound rang, the multi-core power furnace in the abdomen of the mecha resumed operation, and the dark screens around the cockpit also lit up one after another.

"The operating system is loaded, welcome to board the No.3 Nengangang machine." A crisp female voice sounded in the cockpit, and an uncomplicated os interface appeared on the holographic projection screen in front of Qi Lin.

"Puff, can angel...Is the designer of this thing a Gundam fan?" Qi Lin spit out casually, pulling the joystick on his side hard, and the whole mecha took a heavy step forward.

Because the body of the combat mecha is too large, it cannot use technology such as nerve connection, which will put a huge load on the pilot’s body and can only use the most primitive manual operation. As a result, the flexibility of the mecha can't keep up with those power armors that have to be several times smaller.

Qi Lin thinks that he is half a veteran in the control of the power armor, but when facing this "Angel No. 3 machine", it feels like a toddler when he controls it. Babies are average.

Aya Kui had run out from the back of the engine room at this time, and the girl in the white linen cloak floated directly from the ground and got into the cockpit.

Fortunately, the cockpit is spacious enough, and Aya is also a kind of very petite girl. Otherwise, the two will have to relive the embarrassing situation when they escaped from the mutual aid prison.

Qi Lin put down the hatch, grabbed the operating levers on both sides at the same time with both hands, pushed left and right, and the mecha walked forward step by step.

"This is too inflexible... If it is placed on the battlefield, it will be a living target at all... The operation feel is not as comfortable as the old antique t-45..."

"I sense that there are still some parts inside this mecha that have not been activated..." At this moment, Ayakui suddenly said.

"The part that was not activated?" Qi Lin was taken aback, and was about to stretch his finger to the os interface, but the holographic screen suddenly disappeared, turning into a red light, sweeping through Qi Lin's eyes .

"The pilot’s identity is being verified, the pilot’s identity verification is correct, id: 9527, permission level: the highest."

"What's the situation?" Qi Lin touched his nose. At the moment just now, he thought that his behavior of stealing the mecha was discovered by the mecha's built-in intelligent system, and was planning to explode the mecha. Acting, he jumped out holding Aya Aoi, but now he actually tells himself that his identity verification has passed, and he also has the highest authority of this mecha with the same name as Gundam? ?

"Damn... it's not Cheng Yanqiu's ghost..."

Qi Lin suddenly remembered that when he was on the Herrons line of defense, he was a senior advisor to the private army of the Cheng consortium. At that time, he was able to drive the batch of Cheng Yanqiu to the Herrons line of defense. Power A, once collected iris data, unexpectedly, Cheng Yanqiu didn't know when Qi Lin's data was entered into the list of private troops of the Cheng family in the real world.

"I'll go, this guy didn't expect this day..."

Usually, the right eye is used to verify the iris password, but in order not to reveal his identity, Qi Lin asked Cheng Yanqiu to collect the left eye data in the game at that time, but this mecha did not play cards according to common sense. Without even saying hello, he scanned Qi Lin's eyes.

"Forget it...that's okay, at least it won't be considered a thief."

Qi Lin pulled the joystick back, but unexpectedly discovered that the entire mecha had become a lot more flexible, and the commands Qi Lin issued and the mecha's movements became instantly coordinated.

"I wonder if the operation of the mecha with its own intelligent system can't be so slow~IndoMTL.com~It turns out that this is the reason..." Qi Lin muttered to himself, controlling the mecha to walk like an enclave to the group of injured In front of the soldiers of the internal guards, the twin-mounted cannon fired all of them to pieces.

"The output of the quad-core power furnace: 85%, 86%, 82%, 85%, and the intelligent coordination system is on." Accompanied by the sound in the cockpit, this "Neng Angel No. 3 machine" was in Qilin's His hands became more and more comfortable, and the crooked pace that had been turned into the swift movement of a large-stride meteor, it was almost impossible to run directly.

Looking at the blue-glowing screens in the cockpit, there was a trace of exhaustion on her face. Aya changed her posture, sat on the armrest on the side of the driver’s seat, and put her feet in a rude manner. The ground stepped on Qi Lin's thigh. Although the cockpit was relatively spacious, it was only a single-person cockpit. If Ayakui's height was ten centimeters higher, her head would have touched the top of the cockpit.

"The consumption was a bit high just now, I only have less than 30% of the mental power left." Ayakui said coldly.

"30%...how long does it take to recover?" Qi Lin asked.

Among the two of them, Aya Kui is the main fighting force. Without her, trying to rescue Cheng Yanqiu would be an empty talk.

"It takes about twelve hours to fully recover. If you only need to recover combat effectiveness, it will take three hours."

"Enough, anyway, we are saving people, we are not going to destroy the private army of the Cheng family, then you will start to rest now and leave the work on the road to me. Right, protect our chrysanthemums. This task is left to you."

The so-called "chrysanthemum" is the cable behind the mecha. Qi Lin just unplugged the cable to paralyze this Angel III machine. He didn't want this scene to happen to him again.

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