Mecha and Knife

Yu Ren came to No. 9 living base from the barracks. This is the farthest base from the frontline battlefield of the Federation on the alien planet. From this perspective, No. 9 base is the safest place on the alien planet.

In order to become a mech warrior, Yu Ren paid a lot, for which he even ignored the risk of participating in unknown experiments. In fact, he didn't think the risk was really great, after all, it was just an experiment for him to become a mech warrior.

But when he actually came to the experiment site of the No. 9 base and saw all the people who participated in the experiment like him, he knew that the risk of this experiment was very high, because all the people who participated in the experiment were not machines. A warrior.

It's normal not to be able to see the special level and the first level. They don't need this kind of experiment to improve the ability to operate the mecha, but many second and third level mecha fighters do. To be reasonable, let the second-level and third-level mecha fighters who can drive mechas participate in this experiment to improve their strength, then the Federation will definitely be able to increase many first-level mecha fighters in a short period of time, and among them will be There are many people promoted to special class.

But there wasn't a single mech fighter in the experimental site.

"Corporal Yu Ren, your serial number is 927."

Are you the 927th person to participate in the experiment? Yu Ren didn't see so many people in the laboratory area, there were only about three or four hundred people. Are these few people who participated in the experiment before, or have they already...

"OK."

Yu Ren, who had completed the physical examination and changed his clothes, was led by the relevant personnel to a room with the same structure as a ward. The area was very large, and there were about fifty beds neatly arranged. He was the same participant in the experiment.

The clothes they wore looked like hospital gowns, which were completely different from the uniforms they usually wear in the base. Each of them wore a plastic wristband with only their own numbers on it and no other functions. The bracelet has been taken away.

"927, please lie down."

According to the instructions, Yu Ren lay on a bed, surrounded by people who looked more like doctors than researchers, took out a bottle of saline-like medicine from the cart next to him, and began to give injections to Yu Ren who did not have any diseases.

Yu Ren, who was looking at the bottle with his eyes open, soon became drowsy and fell into a comatose state. When he woke up again, he felt the coldness on the back of his neck, and when he subconsciously reached out to touch it, stopped by the person next to him.

"Don't move it for the time being, because it hasn't grown together with your flesh and blood yet. Touching it will make you feel pain, which in turn will affect your nervous system. The most serious consequence is paralysis."

Yu Ren's movements froze, and he looked at the white coat beside him with some horror.

"Don't be nervous, you have safely passed the most dangerous stage of this experiment, and we have already tested it. Your matching rate is very high, which is beyond our expectations." The white coat looked at Yu Ren With a smile on his face, he said, "Please follow me."

Yu Ren got up, his movements were not affected by anything on the back of his neck, except for the cold feeling, it was as if nothing had changed.

In the process of leaving the ward-like room, he finally saw what was behind his neck and how it got there.

Instead of seeing the back of his own neck, he saw the back of someone else's neck.

On a hospital bed passing by, a person in a state of anesthesia, whose body was fixed by a restraint belt, turned over under the operation of the staff next to him, and a gap appeared at the bottom of the bed, exposing the back of his head.

After shaving and disinfecting, an intelligent robotic arm slowly pressed on the back of the head, leaving a round metal device like a chip with a diameter of about five centimeters when it left.

"Don't be nervous, this stage, while very risky, has not resulted in anyone's death so far."

"What the hell is that thing?"

"Brain-computer interface."

The white coat leading Yu Ren was from Yingzhou. When he was leading the way, he introduced him in a low voice.

"You have successfully installed the brain-computer interface, and you can know more about this experiment. I will give you a general introduction. If you don't understand or want to know more details, you can contact me Ask questions after the introduction."

"it is good."

"The experiment you participated in is the Ares Project. We generally call it the God of War Project. Simply put, it is to create the most powerful mech warrior and help us win this war."

The white coat paused for a while, and continued: "The essence is to use the neural link technology to drive the mecha. After installing the brain-computer interface, combined with the brand-new mecha cockpit, theoretically speaking, driving the mecha will not be a problem. No matter how difficult it is to operate, everyone can become a real mecha warrior. Because, when you enter the new generation of mecha cockpit, no matter what you do, the mecha will be in the first place. You control the mecha just like you control your hands and feet, and when you make non-standard tactical maneuvers, it's as easy as blinking your eyes."

Yu Ren was shocked: "So simple?"

He has been training hard to become a mecha warrior for nearly ten years, but he still can't pass the relevant exams. Now he can become a real mecha warrior just by installing a brain-computer interface on his head?

This is definitely good news, but this good news is actually a bit bitter, because it means that his previous ten years of hard work have no meaning.

"It's only in theory." The white coat explained: "After all, the mech is not a human body. Because of the mechanical structure, many actions that we humans can do are impossible for the mecha. When you control the machine as if you control your own body In armor, the first thing to do is to maintain the center of gravity. This is actually very difficult. Many people who participated in the experiment before could not do this. When driving the mecha, they could not fight at all, and they would fall directly after walking a few steps. fall."

"In addition, the mecha can also perform some actions that our human body cannot do. If you are not familiar with the mecha you are driving, you will not be able to display the strength of the mecha. Therefore, we hope that you Such people can succeed."

Yu Ren was stunned: "A person like me?"

"Your nervous system is very strong, which is a prerequisite for participating in the God of War project. You have been working hard to train your mecha piloting skills for many years, and you are familiar with almost all standard mechas in our Federation. Although the test I haven’t been able to pass, but that only shows that you are handicapped and not brain-dead, and now you don’t need to use your hands to drive the mecha, so the handicap is not a problem.”

Handicapped.

Yu Ren was a little embarrassed. Although the existing mech driving methods used more intelligent technologies such as brain wave sensing and voice control, they mainly relied on the control of the joystick and pedals by hands and feet to complete the control of the mech.

The flexibility of the hands and feet is very high, and because of the height of the mech's viewing angle and the 360-degree viewing angle, the requirements for hand-eye coordination are also very high.

These and other reasons are the reasons why Yu Ren's handicap failed to pass the exam.

"Then why not let real mecha fighters participate in this experiment?" Yu Ren asked: "They must know more about mechas than I do. Controlling the center of gravity, or the situation where you don’t know what actions the mecha can and cannot make.”

"As I said just now, a strong nervous system is the prerequisite and the most important condition." The white coat explained: "Our mech fighters are excellent, all of them are excellent, but not all of them have a strong nervous system. Powerful. In theory, they can all participate in this project, but in order to achieve better results, we must pass a physical examination to determine the most suitable person, and the word synchronization rate has to be mentioned in it.”

"Sync rate?"

"Yes, sync rate."

The white coat led Yu Ren through the two metal gates, constantly swiping for authority verification.

"The specific definition of synchronization rate, you can learn it through the operation manual later, let me tell you briefly, it can be understood as: when your thoughts become the specific actions of the mech you are driving, the time it takes, and The accuracy of the movement is judged comprehensively. The higher the synchronization rate, the better. If it can reach 100%, it is equivalent to completely operating the mecha as if it were your body. Use a favorite word for you Longzhou people to describe it , that is the unity of man and machine.”

Yu Ren probably understood, and asked curiously: "Is it possible to have a higher synchronization rate than 100%?"

"Then how is it possible, the full score is 100 points, you can still take the test with 101 points?" The white coat laughed and said: "Let's not talk about 100% synchronization rate, as long as you can reach 80% synchronization rate, then you can Can really pass this plan and become a new generation of mecha fighters."

"80% is enough?" Yu Ren gained confidence.

"Don't underestimate the 80% synchronization rate. At present, all of our experimenters who have reached the synchronization rate test stage, the best test results are only 86% synchronization rate. Most people's synchronization rate is around 70%, very Unfortunately, they were all screened out."

"Sifted out?" Yu Ren subconsciously wanted to touch the back of his head, but he forced himself to stop and asked, "Then will the thing behind their heads be removed? Will there be a scar or a scar after removal?" Hole?"

Thinking of that scene, Yu Ren couldn't help shivering.

"It will not be dismantled, because dismantling will really leave a hole and cause damage to the nerves. At present, our technology cannot completely repair the damaged body and nerves, so this is also the purpose of this experiment. one of the risks."

Hearing this answer, Yu Ren made up his mind in his heart that he must pass the test, otherwise it would be too scary.

"However, our brain-computer interface technology is still under research, and this is only the first generation of products. If the research on the next-generation brain-computer interface goes well, according to our design, it will not be directly built into the human body, but will be like a sticker. Stick it on the back of your head like a piece."

"Roughly how long will it take?"

"If it goes well, it will be a year or two."

"Then why not wait?"

"Because we don't have that much time."

"..."

The two finally arrived at their destination, a very wide area, the most conspicuous of which were the six mechs parked in it. But Yu Ren was not brought to the side of the mech, but to an oval metal body. There are sixty such oval metal bodies in this area, all of which are about 1.5 meters high, and the outer edges are connected Some wiring and metal pipes.

"This is the cockpit of a new generation of mechs. Get ready and go in for a simulated operation experiment later."

The white coat said, and opened the hatch of the oval metal body.

"it is good."

Yu Ren looked inside the cockpit, his expression became surprised, because there was nothing in it except a helmet, and it was a little too short, he couldn't stand up straight in it at a height of 1.5 meters.

"After you go in and put on the helmet, we will inject buffer fluid. This special fluid can improve your ability to resist overloading and mech collision. The body needs to be curled up, just think of a comfortable posture. Yes. What you need to pay attention to is, don’t control your hands and feet, and focus on controlling the mecha.”

"it is good."

Yu Ren is already ready to enter it. Although it is only a cockpit, he has used the second-generation simulation system many times and knows without asking that this is a technology similar to simulated driving.

When the white coat was ready and Yu Ren was let in, Yu Ren suddenly thought of a question.

"Then if it's a peerless master like Lieutenant Ji Xinghe, if he uses this driving mode, will his combat effectiveness explode? No one can stop mechas who know martial arts."

"Lieutenant Ji Xinghe?"

"That's right, it's the oldest super mecha warrior. He is very skilled and can drive mechas. This driving method is tailor-made for him."

"I've heard of him. In theory, this driving mode is really suitable for a person like him, but the problem is... he is too old and his nervous system has degenerated. We have done related experiments, and he is the same age. Of the experimenters in the test, the best results were only 30% synchronization rate."

Yu Ren was stunned, 80% of the synchronization rate couldn't pass this experiment, and the 30% of the synchronization rate definitely didn't have the chance to participate in the experiment.

The white coat continued: "After our experiment is successful, all the mecha cockpits will be gradually replaced. You have to get used to this driving method as soon as possible, because you will become our main mecha fighter in a short time. Perhaps, you will become a new super class, or even a new ace."

"All? Replacement?"

In Yu Ren's mind, he did not have the illusion of becoming a super class or an ace at all. He thought of the explanation given to him by Ji Xinghe, who was desperate for money. Looking at it now, it might be a lie.

Ji Xinghe, as a super-level mecha warrior and a professional-level mechanic, probably knew about this experiment a long time ago, knowing that in the future, all the cockpits of all mechas will be replaced with those that require a brain-computer interface. As a mechanic, he might even replace the cockpit of his mech himself.

This is too cruel.

Because after the replacement, Ji Xinghe could no longer drive the mecha. That's why he wanted money. His selfish reason to leave an inheritance to his granddaughter was just an excuse for him to continue piloting mechs.

"Is it possible?" Yu Ren, who was standing at the door of the cockpit, did not go in, but looked at the white coat seriously and said, "You arrange a test for Lieutenant Ji Xinghe, maybe his synchronization rate will be higher than yours imagination?"