From scrap mecha to sci-fi heaven

wrong! There may be third parties!

Xue Siqiao's sudden reminder made Lin Yu perk up a bit.

"Where is it? Can you confirm your identity?"

Lin Yu asked immediately.

"Wait, I was looking for it...I found it."

Xue Siqiao was also on the Nantianmen at the moment, right next to Lin Yu, operating the projection interface quickly in his hands.

Soon, the good news came.

A projection panel was pushed in front of Lin Yu.

Above is a blurry figure hurriedly passing by in the nearby Skynet surveillance.

Next to it is the identity information that Xue Siqiao found through image processing and face comparison technologies.

"Inspection Office..."

Lin Yu couldn't help but his eyes narrowed after seeing the information above.

The person who flashed across the screen turned out to be an agent from the Inspection Bureau.

The Audit Bureau is the security maintenance agency in Blue Star Federal City.

The Pilots Association, in essence, only functions as a small number of violent organizations, and actually has no law enforcement power.

It is the Inspectorate that is truly responsible for basic security and law enforcement.

It's just that in this world, various AI, intelligent machines, surveillance systems, etc. are too developed. Various cases usually involve technological crimes, and electronic guards will replace many human workers, making the Audit Office seem rather mysterious.

They are not responsible for daily inspections or catching petty thefts, and they are rarely responsible for routine violent activities. They will only use the status of detectives to investigate more serious cases that cannot be solved by electronic guards and AI.

"So, the Audit Office is also targeting Zhong Changhe."

Lin Yu frowned slightly.

With the Inspection Office involved, it would be a lot more difficult for him to get Zhong Qihang's supplies.

Even if Hu can be intercepted from Zhong Changhe in the future, there will be all kinds of wrangling in the future.

Moreover, this would only happen if Zhong Changhe could successfully rob the goods.

Now, the Audit Office was obviously well prepared and was just waiting for Zhong Changhe to come to his door.

In this case, could Zhong Changhe successfully rob the Yuanhang Machinery shipment?

"Do you want me to make some noise and remind you?"

Xue Siqiao suggested.

"No, Zhong Changhe will definitely retreat directly if he knows that the people from the Inspection Department are here."

Lin Yu decisively rejected it.

This was not a serious and desperate robbery.

It's just that Zhong Qihang and Zhong Changhe's uncle and nephew colluded with each other.

You can grab this batch of goods anytime you want, and if this batch doesn't work, you can arrange for the next batch.

Therefore, Zhong Changhe did not need to risk being caught by the Inspection Bureau for robbery.

If he really wanted to know that people from the Inspection Office were ambushing here, he would definitely run away.

"Let's wait and see what happens."

After thinking for a moment, Lin Yu decided to take a look at the situation first.

At the same time, in a building on Barak Street, right next door to Block Street where the Heavenly Armor Group is located.

"The target has arrived at the scene."

"The Yuanhang Machinery transport vehicle is expected to appear from the southwest intersection in seven minutes."

"Stand to your positions and be ready to arrest at any time."

Several agents from the Inspection Bureau leaned over the window to watch the situation.

In the communication channel, a middle-aged man's voice, who should be the commander of the operation, was also calmly giving instructions.

After the instructions were given, the communication channel fell into silence, but it was like dropping a pebble in a calm pool, making the agents hidden here gradually become a little restless.

"Mr. Mihor, I heard that the target this time is a pilot, and he was also a pilot who was as famous as Zhang Wuji."

A white young agent who was obviously much younger couldn't help but swallowed his saliva and looked at his senior next to him: "We won't have to face mechas later, right? We don't have heavy weapons that can deal with mechas. …”

"Concentrate Holm, you just have to do what you have to do."

Mihor is a middle-aged white man with a beard. He is obviously much more mature and steady. Even when he replies, he keeps his eyes fixed on the target's position and speaks harshly.

However, from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Holm's anxious and worried look next to him.

I don't know if it's because I'm a bit shy or because I'm reminded of what I was like when I was just starting out.

Mihor seemed to relent a little and said with relief: "Don't worry, other mecha pilots will handle it. We only need to take care of the non-armored units."

"Is he a high-ranking pilot from the Pilots Association?"

Holm was curious and excited.

The status of pilots in the Federation is already very high.

In addition, as a legendary profession, it is naturally very popular among teenagers and even most men.

"No, it's from the department."

Mihor shook his head.

"ah?"

Holm's excited expression suddenly faded.

When the Audit Office needs to use combat units of the mecha level, it often requires the pilots' association to cooperate.

After all, the pilots in the Pilot Association are more professional, have more driving and combat experience, and have stronger aircraft.

As for the Inspection Office, although there are also rations of some mechas, the ones issued are standard ones.

After all, it is an official organization, and its focus is on the collective. Mechas are also collective assets of the Inspection Office and cannot be personalized and customized like individual pilots.

On the other hand, since it is an official organization, funds can only come from official funds, and these are often relatively limited.

It is not easy for major capital groups to train too many special combat personnel, such as pilots. The federal government may be generous with military expenses for the military, but it is impossible to spend too much on public security agencies such as the Inspection Bureau.

At least, they are not as good as the pilots trained by various capital forces at all costs.

Even the various tricks in procurement can only be said to be understood by those who know.

To some extent, this is also the reason why the form of the pilot association has emerged.

Using capital and private individuals to raise mechas can greatly save expenses, and a large number of professional pilots with sufficient experience, high level and strength of the body, and good at single and small-team combat can be dispatched at any time.

The federation only needs to hold the control power and the military power sufficient to suppress, which is a perfect system.

Of course, under this capitalist regime, many things cannot be viewed purely from the perspective of a ruling group.

Various capitals may unite or oppress. When targeting individuals, the federation may be advantageous, but when it comes to certain collective interests, the federation itself is often in a weak position.

In other words, 'they' are the federation itself.

The weaker ones are those who do not belong to "them" but are included in the Federation.

In such a situation, various factors affect each other, and it is not surprising to form any abnormal situation.

It is no wonder that Holm was so unconfident when he heard that the mechas dispatched were from the agency itself.

The Inspection Agency often cooperates with the Pilot Association to dispatch mechas, and its own mechas have not been dispatched many times.

Now it is a question whether those mechas that have been outdated for who knows how many years can still be moved.

Even if they can be moved, they are just standard mechas, pursuing the highest cost-effectiveness and universality. In terms of combat power alone, there is a huge gap between them and the modified mechas tailored by professional pilots.

"Hehe, this time is different."

Seeing Holm like this, Mihol knew what he was thinking. He laughed and patted his shoulder and said:

"The one dispatched this time is not an ordinary agent, but Miss Noel who just came back from the military."

"Miss Noel who once defeated the E-class machine with an F-class standard machine? She was transferred from the military to the agency?"

Holm's eyes were shining again.

And it was shining.

The director's daughter, Miss Noel, is one of the few legends related to pilots in the Ceylon Inspection Agency.

It is said that when she was a second-level agent, she drove the standard machine of the Inspection Agency to fight against an illegal E-class pilot, and defeated him. Finally, she was selected by the military and transferred to the training.

"Yes, I heard it was because of the... um, incident some time ago."

Mihol was vague in his choice of words, and finally said: "Because of that incident, Miss Noel applied to be transferred back to help the director. This is her first battle after returning, and there will definitely be no mistakes."

"That's great."

Hearing this name, Holm's expression was also full of excitement.

The name Noel is much more famous in the Ceylon Inspection Bureau than Zhang Wuji, Zhong Changhe and the like.

Mihol is not a talkative person.

After comforting his junior a little, he continued to observe the situation outside.

Knowing that his words just now were inappropriate, Holm did not dare to say more.

The place fell into silence.

A few minutes passed in this silence.

With the slow approach of a container truck, the air was suddenly filled with an atmosphere that seemed to be solidified.

I don't know how many people held their breath and tensed their nerves at this moment.

However, the operation of the world will not stop because of the breath holding of some people.

Amid the ear-piercing sound of tire friction, a closed heavy truck rushed out from the fork road and stopped in the middle of the road with a tailspin.

Boom!

Before the red container truck of Yuanhang Machinery could brake suddenly, the door of the closed heavy truck was violently knocked open.

A blood-red, demon-like body broke through the door, slumped down, and blocked the speeding container truck.

With a loud bang like a bomb, the entire front of the container truck was hit and sunk, and the sunken part wrapped the entire red demon body.

The surging shock wave stirred up a semi-circle that was as violent as a substance, carrying a lot of dust and debris.

"GO! GO! GO!"

"Bang bang bang bang"

Behind the stopped container truck, another seemingly ordinary SUV rushed out and directly blocked the back road of the container truck.

A group of more than ten armed bandits jumped down from it.

At first glance, this group of people are extremely professional and fierce. They don't waste any words. They just shoot at the carriage first, and then use their portable tools to dismantle the fixed structures of the container.

The mecha violently stops.

The container is removed and directly stuffed into a closed heavy truck that is obviously larger and can be transported away.

The action style of this group of people is very violent.

But once the bandits appear.

How can the arresting personnel who have been waiting for a long time sit and wait for death?

Bang bang bang bang bang!

The agents of the Inspection Bureau hiding in the buildings around the street opened fire directly.

At the same time, in a building on the side, a blue and white body holding a giant sword also rushed out brazenly.

Boom!

With one sword, Zhong Changhe's body was directly smashed and flew out.

"Zhong Changhe, you are arrested."

The blue and white body design has a clear anthropomorphic trend. The overall lines can even see a bit of girlishness, and the color matching of the paint is also highly similar to the color of the uniform of the Inspection Bureau.

Standing there, it was clearly a mecha, but it gave people the illusion that a heroic young sheriff was standing in front of them.

In fact, the code name of this mecha was also called "Sheriff".

"Heh, I was really underestimated..."

Zhong Changhe's red mecha slowly climbed up from the ruins of the building it had crashed into, and his gloomy voice came out clearly through the mecha's speakers.

"Catch me! It's better to let Zhang Wuji do it!"

After saying that, he suddenly jumped up, took out a long knife from his back, and slashed at the neck of the "Sheriff".

The "Sheriff" raised the giant sword, and the waist of an ordinary person was wide, so it was like a shield when it was blocked horizontally.

But Zhong Changhe had obviously expected it, and slashing at the neck was purely a feint.

Seeing that the sheriff was forced to raise his sword for defense, he immediately changed his move and cut towards the wrist holding the sword.

The giant sword was powerful and heavy, and was good at suppressing people with momentum, so the long sword was not as good as it.

But lightness also has its advantages, that is, it is faster and better at changing.

Furthermore, the knuckles and wrists of small mechas are indeed extremely important and vulnerable parts.

After all, the fingers and palms are so small, and they must maintain flexibility and strength. It is impossible to cover them with heavy armor, and it is difficult for them to have particularly high strength.

Once they are hit, they can be easily cut off.

In order to save space, small bodies often use external weapons.

Without the palm holding the weapon, the threat will be greatly reduced.

Facing an opponent that cannot be defeated quickly, this choice is absolutely wonderful.

But the girl driving the sheriff is not an ordinary person.

When Zhong Changhe changed his moves, the giant sword even took a step ahead of him. It had already turned over with the arm swinging early, and then the sword body was held down by another arm, and the whole thing was like a shield standing up to block the trajectory of Zhong Changhe's long sword.

Either it was a prejudgment, or it was a deliberate act of planning and then acting.

When close combat is advanced to a certain level, the force technique is secondary, and it is more of a psychological game. It is not surprising to have such a scene.

It can only be said that the girl's skills have been superb to a certain extent.

But Zhong Changhe was once comparable to Zhang Wuji, so he was naturally not an ordinary person.

He soon followed suit and changed his moves again. Each move was exquisite, and he attacked and stabbed fiercely, fiercely and cruelly.

The girl made light of heavy things, anticipated the enemy's moves, and seemed clumsy and heavy, but she could always make the best choice at the critical moment.

There was no ferocity, and even no killing intent.

There was only calmness.

Block all attacks.

Use the lethality of the giant sword, oppress the enemy little by little, and establish advantages in a steady and orderly manner.

It was like patiently weaving a big net.

The wonderful battle between the two amazed many people, and I don’t know how many people envied their skills.

But in the end, the girl was still better.

The big net will always be woven one day.

With steady progress, her advantage is getting bigger and bigger.

Zhong Changhe gradually switched from attack to defense, and finally began to be clumsy.

Finally, the net closed in.

With the last powerful slash, the long sword was swung away, and the red devil machine staggered, leaving a gap.

The girl held the giant sword "Sheriff" horizontally, holding the hilt with one hand and the blade with the other, and sent it to the chest and abdomen of the red devil machine through the gap.