Counterfeit Hero

In terms of appearance, this Mecha wasn’t as visually appealing as the white Thunderbolt, and even appeared somewhat ugly. However, in everyone’s eyes, this Mecha seemed far more imposing than Thunderbolt, filled with a dangerous aggressiveness.

The reason for this feeling, apart from the sinister look of the Mecha, was mainly because everyone knew that with the technical support from the bandit army, this Mecha’s combat capability exceeded Thunderbolt by a full four thousand points!

The steps of the process proceeded in an orderly manner. As the Mecha drew closer to the end of the assembly line, its body became increasingly complete. When the last piece of shell was installed and covered with the external armor plating, thunderous applause broke out in the control room.

Everyone followed the stairs and walked to the side of the Mecha.

The fierce-looking Mecha quietly stood on the metal platform specially prepared for this offline ceremony. Every inch of lines on its body displayed its inherent sense of power and speed.

Amidst laughter and cheers, under everyone’s gaze, Fatty received a remote control from an engineer, strode up onto the platform, opened the Mecha cockpit, and flipped himself inside.

The drop-shaped transparent cockpit cover silently closed. The chair made of high-strength synthetic materials had an automatic adjustment function, tightly wrapping around Fatty’s body. The support system below the seat, connected with the electronics of the balance instrument, gently lifted like a wave. The control stations on both sides closed in, with the Universal Control Stick and Virtual Keyboard, one solid and one virtual, appearing in Fatty’s hands.

Looking at the excited crowd outside the transparent cockpit, Fatty had a slight smile on his lips.

This Mecha, in the eyes of others, might already be the most cutting-edge Mecha of this era. But in fact, to the bandit army, it was only a semi-finished product.

Although the Mecha’s engine used Casper’s battleship-grade engine technology, it was merely a simplified version. The true complete engine technology hadn’t been presented yet.

The same was true for the Miniature Mecha. The Miniature Mecha housed within this Mecha was only the bandit army’s mid-range Mecha. Only through subsequent modifications to the electronics and Defense System could the true performance of this Miniature Mecha be realized.

Most importantly, the bandit army’s most secret magnetic instrument system was not brought out from start to finish.

These were the core secrets of the bandit army.

The bandit army was well prepared. Once this Mecha was manufactured, modifications began. In future warfare, the bandit army, with this new type of Mecha as the main force, would astound the entire world!

"What should it be named?"

Fatty pondered in his mind, activated the Mecha, and walked out of the workshop door amidst the crowd’s support.

As soon as they stepped outside the door, a piercing scream sliced through the air, and the crowd felt a wild wind blowing, making it difficult for them to remain standing. The red Mecha, like a streak of red flame, shot to the far end of the wide open ground in the blink of an eye.

Runjumping, swift changes of direction, windmill rotation, side kick, roll, zigzag advance, mid-air Eagle Strike........ A series of prescribed Mecha movements transformed into a string of red phantoms, causing every onlooker’s face to change dramatically.

After completing these familiar standard maneuvers, the Mecha abruptly changed, becoming like a phantom on the ground, launching crazy attacks around an imaginary opponent.

Its smooth moves flowed like a waterfall descending from the skies. Its eerie movements made it impossible for anyone to keep up with its figure.

Its imagined opponent was nothing more than a yellow square drawn on the central ground for heavy truck parking during freight. Yet with the red Mecha’s attack, the imaginary air within this frame exploded!

Visible to the naked eye, circles of air, wrapped in ground dust, were blasted off in all directions by the shock waves kicked up by fists and feet. White dust brought by the vibration reached the yellow line only to be blocked and blown apart. Amidst the flat ground, the wild turbulence stirred by the Mecha pulled out a rotating tornado. The flowing air lost any direction, bumping chaotically.

The rare sight of Mecha combat left the staff, scientists, and government officials present looking pale. While Chuckna’s generals, including Feng Zhi, who were present today, were left with eyes wide open, their pupils lost focus completely.

Only now did they understand how terrifying a force this Mecha could become once in the hands of the bandit army!

With the engine noise quieting, the red Mecha did a backflip and landed smoothly, with fists pulled back at its waist.

Fatty nodded in satisfaction, finding a new Mecha form for the Logic lying in Boswell Laboratory, while also coming up with a satisfactory name for this Mecha.

Unrestrained, rampaging without fear.

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