Wasteland Code Survival

[Title: Code of survival wasteland five hundred and twentieth eight chapters Angel III of machine: dark dust dispersion]

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However, Qi Lin was prepared, and flashed to the side the moment the hatch popped up. On the contrary, the pilot of the mecha was firmly locked in the seat by a fixing device similar to a seat belt. There is no room for dodge.

The brief exchange of fire soon ended. An mpx short-barreled submachine gun produced by the Swiss company Sigsauer slipped from the cockpit to the ground. The black matte gun was still stained with crimson blood.

Qi Lin climbed into the cockpit, dragged the corpse out, and got into the driving position by himself.

"Help me connect the energy supply cable, the one I just unplugged!"

As soon as Qi Lin's voice fell, the cable with the thickness of his arm resembled a living python. It moved by itself, winding up along the back of the mecha, and then connected to the energy supply port on the back of the mecha again.

The "buzzing" sound rang, the multi-core power furnace located in the abdomen of the mecha resumed operation, and the dark screens around the cockpit also lit up one after another.

"The operating system is loaded, welcome to take the No. 3 Nengangang machine." A crisp female voice sounded in the cockpit, and an uncomplicated os interface appeared on the holographic projection screen in front of Qi Lin.

"Puff, angel... Is the designer of this thing a Gundam fan?" Qi Lin spit out casually, pulling the joystick on his side hard, and the whole mecha took a heavy step forward.

Because the body of the combat mecha is too large, it cannot use technology such as nerve connection, which will bring an unbearable huge load to the pilot’s body, and can only use the most primitive manual operation, which also leads to In any case, the flexibility of the mecha can't keep up with those power armors that are several sizes smaller.

Qi Lin thought he was a half-veteran in terms of manipulating the power armor, but when faced with this "Angel No. 3 machine", when he was manipulating it, he felt like a toddler.

Ayakui had already ran out from the back of the engine room at this time, and the girl in the white linen cloak floated directly from the ground and got into the cockpit.

Fortunately, the cockpit is spacious enough, and Aya is also a very petite girl. Otherwise, the two will have to relive the embarrassing situation when they escaped from the mutual aid dungeon.

Qi Lin put down the hatch, grabbed the operating levers on both sides at the same time with both hands, pushed left and right, and the mecha walked forward step by step.

"This is too inflexible... If it is placed on the battlefield, it will be a living target at all... The operation feel is not as comfortable as the old antique t-45..."

"I sense that there are still some parts inside this mecha that have not been activated..." At this moment, Ayakui suddenly said.

"The part that was not activated?" Qi Lin was taken aback, and was about to stretch his finger to the OS interface, but the holographic screen suddenly disappeared, turning into a red light, sweeping through Qi Lin's eyes.

"The pilot’s identity is being verified, the pilot’s identity verification is correct, id: 9527, permission level: the highest."

"What's the situation?" Qi Lin touched his nose. At the moment just now, he thought that his act of snatching the mecha was discovered by the smart system built into the mecha, and he was planning to make the mecha self-destruct. He jumped out holding Aya Aoi, but now he actually tells himself that his identity verification is passed, and he also has the highest authority of the mecha with the same name as Gundam??

"Damn... It's not Cheng Yanqiu's ghost..."

Qi Lin suddenly remembered.

"I'll go, this guy wouldn't have expected this day..."

Usually the right eye is used to verify the iris password, but in order not to reveal his identity, Qi Lin asked Cheng Yanqiu to collect the left eye data in the game at that time, but this mecha did not follow the common sense and even said hello. Without hitting, he scanned Qi Lin's eyes.

"Forget it...that's fine, at least it won't be considered a thief."

Qi Lin pulled the joystick back, but unexpectedly found that the entire mecha had become a lot more flexible, and the commands Qi Lin issued and the mecha's movements became instantly coordinated.

"I wonder if the operation of the mecha with its own intelligent system can't be so slow. It turns out that it is for this reason..." Qi Lin muttered to himself, controlling the mecha to walk like an enclave and rushed to the group of injured soldiers of the internal guard. The twin-mounted cannon fired all these people to pieces.

"The output of the quad-core power furnace: 85%, 86%, 82%, 85%, and the intelligent coordination system is turned on." With the sound in the cockpit, this "Neng Angel No. 3 machine" changed in Qi Lin's hands. It got more and more smooth, and the crooked pace that was originally turned into the sprint of a large-stride meteor, it was almost impossible to run directly.

Looking at the blue-glowing screens in the cockpit, there was a trace of exhaustion on her face. Aya changed her posture, sat on the armrest on the side of the driver’s seat, and stepped on her feet unceremoniously. Although the cockpit is relatively spacious on Qi Lin's thigh, it is only a single-person cockpit. If Ayakui is ten centimeters taller, her head will touch the top of the cockpit.

"The consumption was a bit high just now, I only have less than 30% of the mental power left." Ayakui said coldly.

"30%...how long does it take to recover?" Qi Lin asked.

Among the two of them, Aya Kui was the most important fighting force. Without her, trying to rescue Cheng Yanqiu would be an empty talk.

"It takes about twelve hours to fully recover. If you only need to recover combat effectiveness, it will take three hours."

"Enough. Anyway, we are saving people. We are not going to destroy the private army of the Cheng family. Then you can start to rest and leave the work on the road to me. Right, protect our chrysanthemums. This task is give it to you."

The so-called "chrysanthemum" is the cable behind the mecha. Qi Lin just unplugged the cable to paralyze this Angel III machine. He didn't want this scene to happen to him again.

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