Mecha and Knife

With a click sound, the door of Ji Xinghe's mecha hatch opened. Because the air in the cockpit had been removed in advance, there was no airflow fluctuation. He had already put on his protective helmet and had an hour to move around.

Oxygen supply is one thing, and the relatively weak protection provided by the light and light protective clothing for mech warriors is another.

The protective suit of more than ten kilograms was as light as nothing on Ji Xinghe's body. He jumped out of the cockpit without leaving any obvious footprints. The green indicator light on his body represented that he was in very good condition. If it turns red, it means that there is a problem with his physical condition, or his activity time is running out.

The cripple drove his mecha to help, and turned on the lights on the mecha so that Ji Xinghe could work at the bottom of the dark canyon.

"Old Ji, why don't I drag that imperial mech over here, so you won't have to pierce the armor and then go to dismount it. It's so troublesome. But, can you dismantle three mechas in an hour? ? Just a small toolbox."

"Need not."

Ji Xinghe's toolbox is actually not small. The cripple said it was small because he was driving a mecha. If it was really small, when Ji Xinghe was about to start a battle, he would not have put the toolbox on the back of the mecha first. The load point is removed.

Originally, he prepared the toolbox with the intention of repairing the blind man's mecha that might be damaged, but the blind man's mecha is intact now and naturally does not need to be repaired. Although his own mecha is damaged, it does not affect the use of it. , so the toolbox that was supposed to repair the mech became a toolbox for dismantling the mecha.

Ji Xinghe, whose height has returned to 1.92 meters, is still vigorous when he is wearing protective clothing. The metal palm is very stable, allowing him to reach the appropriate height steadily, and disassemble the hatch of the standing imperial mecha.

The Imperial Mecha, which was born based on the Federation Mecha, allowed Ji Xinghe, the unofficial mechanic of the Federation, to maximize his abilities. After the hatch was opened, the mecha was completely controlled by Ji Xinghe.

As soon as he grabbed the corpse of the imperial orangutan, Ji Xinghe came out. Not only did he hate the living imperial orangutan, but he also hated the corpse of the imperial orangutan. . The only thing that caught his attention was the orangutan's four hands. This was one of the reasons why orangutans were better at driving mechs than humans. Their feet were also hands.

"Wow, this is a noble orangutan."

The cripple exclaimed and explained to Ji Xinghe.

"The strength of orangutans and their status in the empire are generally judged by their height. The average orangutan soldiers of the empire are only 1.6 meters to 1.8 meters tall. Orangutans over 1.8 meters are generally nobles. This orangutan is 1.9 meters and 1.9 meters tall. You're almost there."

Ji Xinghe is very professional in machine repair and combat, but he is not very professional in imperial orangutan, because a lot of information is not public. He asked while dismantling important parts: "Why?"

"How do I know this? Anyway, what those scientists said, it seems to be some kind of genetic lock or something messy. The imperial orangutans have different classes, and their height will have an innate limit. Very few can break through this limit. Not only height, but also physical fitness and strength are also limited, and nobles are often stronger than ordinary orangutan soldiers."

"So, the most powerful thing in the empire is their orangutan emperor?"

"Yeah, otherwise why are the three gold stars on General Li's exclusive mecha so big? It's because the three imperial orangutans he killed were really strong." The cripple hesitated before continuing: "Just say that The orangutan prince of the empire, the body is 2.2 meters tall, I'm not sure how many times stronger than ours, but... if it weren't for it, we should have eleven ace mech fighters now."

Among the mecha fighters of the Federation, there are always only nine surviving ace mecha fighters. This is actually not a curse, but a sad fact. How many people fought on the battlefield, ace mecha fighters achieved on the battlefield, and they will inevitably die on the battlefield, unless they choose to leave the battlefield. Fortunately, none of the Federation's ace mecha fighters is willing to leave the battlefield, and this is also the unfortunate part.

Ji Xinghe's action of dismantling the mech stopped for a moment: "Why do you have to spray Venus? Doesn't anyone understand the principle of showing weakness to the enemy?"

The cripple sighed, thinking of the words the blind man had shouted when he was about to fight to the death.

"It's okay to show the enemy weakness, but we are really weak. The blind man and I are both first-level mecha fighters. Although we are both disabled, we are genuine first-class mecha fighters after all. But the two of us Even if we work together, we may not be able to win against the three imperial mechs, if the two of us are not crippled... we still have the strength to fight, but after being crippled, we really can't guarantee that we will win."

"so what?"

"So, what about those mecha fighters who are weaker than us?" The cripple's voice became very calm: "We are stronger than them, so we must bear more firepower, so that they have a chance to survive, let them There are opportunities to grow. But everyone is using almost standard mechas, and the few modifications can't explain anything. If the imperial mechas can't tell who is strong and who is weak, they will treat them equally... Spraying Venus is not just Honor, but also responsibility and obligation."

Ji Xinghe was silent, but the movement of his hands did not stop, because the composition of the air needed for the survival of orangutans and humans is almost exactly the same, so the oxygen supply device inside the mecha is very valuable. The nuclear fuel cell, which is almost the same as the Federation mecha, is also very useful. It is said that part of the Federation's nuclear energy technology comes from the Empire.

In addition, components such as energy transmission boards and engines are also very useful, and they can be used on Federation mechs after modification. If the mechas were not too bulky and the depths of the canyon could not be transported by special vehicles, then both Ji Xinghe and the No. 6 base would choose to drag all three imperial mechas back. Even relatively ordinary outer armor can be used as a resource after smelting.

Because the metals that can be used on mechas are not ordinary metals, this special alloy is not easy to manufacture on alien planets, as can be seen from the fact that the Federation currently only has 50,000 mechas in service. If it were on Azure Planet, it would be easy to build 300,000 of them.

However, if the war takes place on Azure Star, the use of war weapons such as mechas will be very small, because the atmospheric environment of Azure Star allows fighter jets to take off easily. Compared with mechas, fighter jets are more efficient in bombing. Moreover, the natural environment of Azure Star is much more stable, communication satellites, positioning satellites, etc. can all play a role, and the power of precision-guided missiles can also be fully utilized.

The difference in gravity is another aspect. If a mecha weighing several tons wants to be flexible, it must be much more difficult on the blue star than on the alien star. The most important thing is that the combat effectiveness of ordinary soldiers can return to normal. After they don’t need to wear bulky space suits, will ordinary soldiers with guns really be afraid of orangutans and monkeys with guns?

"Is it possible to let the artificial intelligence program drive the mecha, and then paint its body with gold stars to attract firepower?"

"It's possible, but the consequence of this is that the imperial orangutans no longer believe in the gold stars on us, and we can no longer assume more responsibilities and obligations."

"Then..." Ji Xinghe, who dismantled an imperial mech, suddenly backtracked: "Give me the three gold stars."

"Damn it, Lao Ji, you are not authentic, you agreed to give it to me and the blind man."

"As you said, with great power comes great responsibility."

"I didn't say that, don't think that you can sum up chicken soup for the soul casually when you are old."

"But I'm better than you."

"That's because I'm lame, and the blind man is blind."

"Blindfolded, with one leg shackled, I beat you both."

"Again this trick? I haven't settled with you for the matter of you lifting my neck last time. Don't think that it's great that you can fight."

"How about we do the math?"

As Ji Xinghe said, he had come to another imperial mecha lying on the ground, and started dismantling it again.

The cripple looked at Ji Xinghe's ease, and threw aside the hatch that weighed about 200 kilograms, and couldn't help but tremble in his heart. Even in a low-gravity environment, this force is too strong, right?

Lao Ji is really sixty-five years old?

"Hahaha, it doesn't count, you are my master, how can I settle accounts with you? Just kidding, it's all just kidding, gold stars can't be transferred, and if there is a recorder, what should be yours is yours. And There is an orangutan nobleman here, his achievements will be even higher, and the soldier Ji Xinghe will become a thing of the past."

But Ji Xinghe asked back without the slightest joy: "If they are nobles, does that mean that their mission here is very important?"

The cripple's expression turned serious.