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The James McCarran is a 2.7km shuttle-type aircraft carrier. Thanks to the world's advanced shield technology, the battle between warships is often the first missile kinetic energy artillery to break the shield, and then use the structure to carry it for most of the day. Beams and cannonballs, and finally sink or surrender.

With 12 kinetic turrets and four high-powered lance arrays, 114 point defense turrets, and 514 missile launchers, the 2.7km ship requires 6,438 crew members and 3,200 Marvin robots to operate, robots It is mainly used for daily maintenance of warship facilities.

In addition, the James McCarran can accommodate 5,000 Army soldiers, and two hangars in its belly can carry the equipment of an armored regiment, including dozens of armored vehicles and Titans, as well as three fighter squadrons, a bomber squadron, and a transport squadron.

In addition to a large number of personnel, the James McCarran also has several large warehouses, which store a large amount of military supplies to support long-term battles.

Although the ship is quite spacious, Fisher has no time to visit anything, and as a fake pilot, he has to prepare his own Atlas Power Titan.

The Atlas Power Titan, or just her Power, is a medium-sized Titan with a height of 6 meters. The standard weapon is a 40mm semi-automatic missile launcher, and it has two clusters of 128 rounds on the shoulder. Missile bay, and in terms of auxiliary equipment, the appearance setting is a large recoverable phase shield and pulse scanner, which of course can also be replaced according to the mission.

"Verify your identity, Rebel Pilot, Lieutenant Fisher Adams!" Fisher, wearing his helmet, is preparing to connect with the nerves of this powerful Titan.

"Identified, welcome, Fisher Pilot, I'm a powerful Titan, ABD810!" An electronically synthesized female voice rang out.

"ABD810, this name is like a mobile phone, it doesn't sound good, I'll change it for you! Let's call you Siri, how about it?"

"No, naming can't pass!"

"Ah this!" Fisher wanted to scratch his head awkwardly, but he was wearing a helmet and could only cough twice.

"Then abd, let's get to work!"

The cockpit inside the Titan is not large, it can only be said that it can accommodate an adult man like Fisher. There is a touchpad on each of Fisher's hands, which is the interaction tool between him and the Titan. In addition, on the top of the head And there are several small screens on each side to display the Titan's data, and between Fisher's legs, there is an emergency ejection button.

"Confirm in place, start the neural link!"

"Protocol One, Link Iron Pilot!"

The blue indicator light on Fisher's helmet flashed several times, and then Fisher was moved that a green dot flashed in front of him, but it disappeared soon after, and his brain tingled slightly, and then the picture on the head-up display of the helmet disappeared. It's the Titan cockpit, but the busy scene in the hangar.

"Agreement one, link the Iron Pilot, complete!"

"Link, it's interesting!" Fisher pointed the head-up display at a maintenance soldier who had just passed by. After staying on him for a few seconds, the display listed his package of data. What adult male, unarmed , the threat level is low, etc., and when Fisher stopped the view at a fighter jet that was being transported to the upper deck by an elevator, the head-up display displayed the data such as the fighter's type and mount.

"Iron pilot, there are other perspective functions that can be switched!" abd reminded seeing Fisher enjoying himself.

"Let's see, thermal imaging, perspective, what the hell!" Fisher, who had turned on the perspective function, accidentally saw a beautiful female ground worker he had seen before, but on the monitor he saw that there were a lot of metal objects in the other party's private parts.

"It's too exciting, too exciting!" Fisher, who felt hot eyes, quickly turned off the perspective.

In fact, for Titans, the helmet is the body of the pilot, because there is no helmet, and the link with the pilot is impossible to talk about, which also makes both sides on the battlefield develop a habit of killing once Or capture an enemy pilot, and his helmet will be quickly stowed away.

"Lieutenant Fisher, there is a communication connection!" Just when Fisher was still immersed in the new toy he had just come into contact with, a communication came in directly from the helmet.

"Major?" Seeing Anderson's serious face in front of the camera, Fisher was convinced that he had not mispronounced his rank.

"Take a break, Lieutenant!" Anderson sighed and said, "Don't be nervous!"

I'm not nervous, I'm just sour! Fisher murmured to himself that the last time he saw Anderson, he was a captain and was being beaten by a dozen IMC pilots. In the end, he was the one who cleared the siege. As a result, the battle was over and the guy was promoted.

"No, sir, I'm just a little tired from training, I'm not nervous!" Fisher shook his head, indicating that he was very relaxed.

"That's good!"

Anderson coughed twice, then lowered his voice and said, "Lieutenant, the fleet is about to leave, and you have also read the mission briefing, right!"

"Yes! Sir, the goal is very clear!"

"Okay, on behalf of Commander Sarah, I will now transmit another order to you solo pilots. This order is top secret and can only be opened after arriving at Typhon, understand?"

"Yes, sir!"

"I know you may have doubts, but I can tell you, Lieutenant, that this battle can change history!" Anderson's face was filled with a happy smile.

No, I don't doubt it, because no matter what kind of battle plan you have formulated, in the end, it's all in vain!

"I know you were also oppressed by the IMC, but after today, that will be a thing of the past!"

You have to be the past too, sir!

After talking for a long time, Anderson finally finished his rhetoric. Next, it's time to get the lunch!

In all fairness, if Ma De’s back-handers were eliminated, the rebels’ plan was actually very successful, but the opponent had a professional hunting and killing team, and the rebels were ambushed in the fleet battle and lost their first-mover advantage. The ground troops were divided into pieces again. If it wasn't for the strength of the riflemen Kubo (that is, the strength of the players), the border would really be cold this time.

"Don't worry, sir, we will fight with all our strength!"

"With your words, I can rest assured, disband!"

After exiting from the Titan cockpit, Fisher found that the busy crowd in the hangar was increasing significantly. Although the ground crew and the pilots were still smiling and laughing, the atmosphere before the war was not wrong.

"All staff, first-level combat readiness! We are about to arrive at Typhon, I wish you good luck!"