Mecha and Knife

Blessings never come, but misfortunes never come singly.

Ji Xinghe felt this cruel reality a long time ago. When his life in the fifth base had just returned to normal, the bad news came.

"Colonel Ji Xinghe, please mourn."

This is a message about sacrifice.

Xiao Fulai, Guo Yingcai, and Wang Tian, ​​the first-level mecha fighters who joined the Xinghe team for half a month, died in a battle.

After the expansion of the Xinghe team, it was not yet full, and it ushered in a reduction in staff.

When Ji Xinghe heard the news, his face was expressionless and his eyes were not sad, as if he didn't care about the life and death of the three members of the Galaxy team and the Federation's first-level mech fighters.

But some people next to him didn't find it strange, but were relieved by it.

Sacrifice is unavoidable in war. In the twenty-year war between the Federation and the Empire, it can be said that there are heroic sacrifices of human beings every moment.

If every sacrifice, everyone's sacrifice, must be mourned, how can this war continue to be fought?

One will succeed and all will die.

Ji Xinghe, who has not yet become a general, but has a general, must remain calm in the face of such news.

"It's two earl-level imperial mechs."

As the commander of Base No. 5, Wang Wei didn't know what was going on, so he approached Ji Xinghe every day, holding the battle report and speaking in a low voice.

"Originally, the mission of the Galaxy team was not the two earl-level mechas. Their combat target was an imperial mecha formation, but the situation on the battlefield was changing rapidly. Perfect execution, you should have experienced this."

"The targets of the other two mecha teams are the two Earl-level mechas. However, during the battle, the two Earl-level mechas suddenly left the battle. Team A is desperately blocking it."

"They have combat targets, that is, the blind man and the lame man. The combat power of the blind man and the lame man has not reached the level of single-handedly fighting the earl-level mecha, and it was in a state of melee at that time, and Lieutenant Colonel Chen Xun's sniper could not provide support. In order to To save the blind and the lame, the three of them chose to sacrifice themselves..."

After Wang Wei finished talking about the situation, he looked at the expressionless Ji Xinghe and comforted him again: "This matter... how should I put it, it is actually very common on the battlefield. It's like those imperial mechs that can't stop your charge, nor can Just like preventing you from choosing a combat target, it is difficult for us to effectively stop the earl-level mechs of the empire."

When Ji Xinghe performed orbital airborne combat missions for the first time, Harris, who was stronger than the blind and crippled, failed to contain an Earl-class fighter even when he teamed up with Landers, another super mech fighter. Imperial Mecha.

Landers, who didn't know Ji Xinghe, but was willing to tell Ji Xinghe his experience, died in that battle.

The performance of the mechs of the blind, the lame, and others has been improved after custom modification, and the weapons have also been made of tungsten steel. The theoretical combat effectiveness is actually stronger than that of Harris and Landers before.

But what they were facing were two earl-level imperial mechas, and an unknown number of imperial aristocratic mechas and regular-level mechas.

"Old Ji."

Seeing that Ji Xinghe was still expressionless, Wang Wei said seriously without saying a word:

"Don't think about what will happen if you're there, yes, if you're there, those two earl-level mechas are not enough for you to fight, but the question is, can you stand by their side all the time?"

"Also, even if you are by their side, the situation on the battlefield changes rapidly, and it will take time for you to defeat the earl-level mecha. Will the imperial mecha stop fighting during this time?"

Seeing that Ji Xinghe has no sadness on his face, many people think that Ji Xinghe is used to this kind of life and death, but people like Wang Wei, Shen Mu, Su He who are more familiar with Ji Xinghe know that Ji Xinghe must be very self-conscious in his heart at this time. responsibility.

Not only because Ji Xinghe did not fight with the Xinghe team, but also because the three first-level mecha fighters who died joined the Xinghe team for Ji Xinghe.

To put it more bluntly, they were originally assigned to the Remnant Company due to injuries, so they could be transferred to logistics-related positions, or they could choose to retire directly and return to Azure Star to live a normal life.

But because of Ji Xinghe, they dragged their crippled bodies and went through hardships that outsiders could not empathize with, so they regained the qualification to pilot mechas and joined the Xinghe team.

And now, they are sacrificed.

"In their last words, there are some words for you. You should listen to them first."

Wang Wei left, Shen Mu, Su He and others also left. In the corner of the No. 66 operating area in the machine repair area, only Ji Xinghe was left standing there silently, staring blankly at the loading machine not far away. Shogun's Armor from parts.

The degree of completion of the general armor is getting higher and higher. Apart from the black technology at the bottom of the federal box, there are all the high-tech used in the mecha.

In terms of the main material for making mechas, because the Federation lacks special metals like tungsten steel and gold, it is difficult to build an imperial mecha of the level of the Lonely Warrior, unless it is regardless of the cost, such as the cost of Li Yuanba's mecha. More than three billion.

It is hard to imagine that a single soldier's combat power can be consumed to such an extent, so there is no possibility of large-scale deployment.

But in terms of the high-tech functions of mechs, the Federation is ahead of the Empire.

Ji Xinghe also needs to learn how to use these new functions for General A, and to the extent that he understands them clearly. His learning place is the virtual world, and he uses the second-generation simulation system for training.

So these days he is learning, he is improving, but some people can no longer learn, improve.

If, each of them can have a general armor...

There is no need for a general's armor, a mecha of the Lonely level, or even a mecha of Zhanshan's level. How could they sacrifice for two earl-level mechas?

If the neural link cockpit has become popular...

Under the new generation of mecha driving mode, they will be able to display higher strength, and they will not be sacrificed because of the two earl-level imperial mechas.

There are many, many people who have already sacrificed, those who are sacrificed, and those who will sacrifice in the future may not sacrifice.

They were all able to return to Azure Planet alive, and they were all able to go home.

It's like when Ji Rong Xinyue saluted Ji Xinghe when he picked him up, and in the name of the captain of the Xinghe team's youth training team, he sought instructions from him as the captain.

His instructions were to go home.

This instruction was not only to Ji Rong Xinyue, but also to the other twelve Federation mechas present at that time, the hundred Federation mechas on the Xinyuehu, everyone in the Xinghe team, all the mecha fighters of the Federation, All soldiers of the Federation.

Ji Xinghe hopes that these people can go home.

But some people can't go home.

Looking at the general armor quietly, Ji Xinghe's inner emotions are extremely complicated, and this kind of emotion is useless even with his heart-chopping knife, because this kind of sacrifice will still occur, and it will become more and more.

When the knife is drawn, the water is cut off and the water flows more.

Beheaded for a while but not forever.

He raised his hand and woke up the screen of the bracelet. The three last words had been sent. He put on the earphones and clicked to play. When Ji Xinghe was listening, he looked at his general armor again.

Do you really want to use the name General Jia?

One will succeed, ten thousand bones will die...

"Old Ji, hehe, I can also call you Lao Ji. Anyway, I am recording my last words. If I am not dead, you will not hear it. If I am dead, you will hear me and I will not be afraid."

These were Xiao Fulai's last words. He was the oldest among the three first-level mecha fighters who had died, but he spoke very evasively.

Because they are all young people in their early twenties, and the oldest is only twenty-five years old. This is an age on Azure Star where most people are not old enough to start a family and start a business, and they care more about fun than responsibility.

But they have taken on the responsibility of the Federation and all mankind.

"Old Ji, I know that if you can hear this last words, you will definitely blame yourself."

"But I don't blame you, really, I don't blame you at all, I don't think you should blame yourself, and we all think so."

"Yes, we can go home, live a normal life on Azure Star, and enjoy the treatment of heroes."

"Many people will worship us and look at us with admiration, and there will be reporters interviewing us."

"If we have a higher emotional intelligence, maybe we can become stars. If we write well, maybe we can write a memoir, and we will earn a lot of fame, wealth, and honor..."

"But how should this memoir about our lives, about this war, end?"

"The war is not over, and neither are our lives, so it is destined to be a memoir without an end."

"Or, it will have an ending that none of us want to see."

"We went home, and more people went home. We lost this war. When this memoir was not released, it never had a chance to be released."

"Old Ji, we agree with what you said to us before."

"What is the suffering of the present, our suffering, compared to the suffering of the future, and the suffering of our children and grandchildren?"

"War always has to be sacrificed, why can't it be us?"

"If someone is destined to sacrifice, I hope that I will sacrifice myself, instead of returning to Azure Star to marry and have children, and then let my children sacrifice."

"Old Ji, your son was sacrificed, you came to Alien Star with a knife in your hand, and you killed us like a god descended, shocking all of us."

"But I'm not you, we're not you."

"Is there really a day when I, who earns money by writing memoirs, can still carry a knife?"

"I can't lift it, my pen can't kill the imperial gorillas."

"At that time, I will definitely regret it. Why did I abandon the knife and pick up the pen? Who can help me avenge my child's revenge?"

"Someone will help me avenge, but if that person is not myself, I should die with regret."

"Just like you, Lao Ji, you know that many people will help you avenge your son's revenge, but you still choose to come to Alien Star yourself, because you don't want to die in peace."

"I won't say much, I've been rambling for a long time, and I'll repeat the last sentence."

"Old Ji, don't blame yourself, this is not your order, but my own choice."

...

Guo Yingcai's last words didn't sound like his name. He didn't become the talent his parents expected, and he felt a little rough.

But he is a well-deserved hero.

His last words were simple.

"Old Ji, don't blame yourself. If the elders cry and feel sorry for themselves, I look down on you. I really don't blame you. I don't have Lao Xiao's eloquence, so I will borrow Lao Xiao's words. "

"This is not your order, but our own choice."

Wang Tian's last words were relatively small, and they seemed to have heard Xiao Fulai's last words, so they didn't say much to Ji Xinghe.

"Old Ji, I admire you very much. I admired you very much before you killed the mountain, and I admired you even more after you killed the mountain. When the news that you traveled thousands of miles alone and fought like a god came back, you didn't even know that I had So excited."

"They said you were going to be a legend, and I think you're a legend now."

"It's a great honor. On your road to becoming a legend, I walked a few steps behind you. This life is really not in vain, and I will die in peace."

"They won't let me say these things to you, say that I adore you, make you blame yourself, and so on."

"Hehe, how can a bunch of scumbags understand the heart of the strong?"

"Old Ji, I believe your heart is as strong as your mecha."

"I like the name of the new mecha, we all like it, and many people will like it."

"You are worthy of the general armor forged with solitary courage."

"Lonely brave thousands of miles, will not stay."

"Old Ji, take your general armor, take us alive or dead, and become a living legend."

The three last words were played, but Ji Xinghe did not repeat it.

After looking at the general armor not far away and being silent for a moment, he lowered his head and confirmed an application on the bracelet. It was the application for the name of his new mecha, and the right to finalize it was always in his hands.

Before he was really sure, the mecha in the federation's related system only had a code name but no name.

Just like the former Ji Rong Xinyue, only a nickname.

Now that Ji Rong Xinyue has a name, so does the new mech cast from the Gu Yong.

All Federal Bulletin.

The new mecha of Ji Xinghe, the tenth active-duty ace mecha fighter of the Federation, is officially named General Jia.