As a middle school in the new era, it would be too shameful to say that I don't even have a few low-level mechas.
And obviously the "No. 1" middle school would not be so substandard.
It was just that when the final signature was signed, the principal of No. 1 Middle School had a sad face; mecha battles in reality are not virtual battles.
After a battle, both mechas will have to be overhauled or even scrapped.
In reality, there is no full-scale mecha.
Blood revives.
C-1 level mechas are also military technology.
Just dragging out one is the life savings of an ordinary worker.
Just like racing cars, mechas have never been toys for ordinary people.
Many people who want to play mecha can only go to virtual worlds or amusement parks, or more advanced clubs.
"If you win, it's okay.
If you lose, No. 5 Middle School, I want you to pay for me."
The principal of No. 1 Middle School gritted his teeth with hatred; but then he felt helpless.
What about a cross-border challenge?
What about his own school?
There is no awakened genius The square has already been prepared.
A 150-meter circular area and a 100-meter safety zone have been designated.
Relevant staff have begun to arrange the scene.
Medical personnel are also ready, and the mecha competition is still very dangerous.
But Qin Fei and Xu Weisong walked towards the warehouse; if you want to fight, it doesn't matter, just drive the mecha over.
The two of them followed the school teacher and walked forward; this section of the road was relatively long, just enough for Qin Fei and Xu Weisong to talk.
"Qin Fei, have you ever used a mecha before?
Don't say that you have used it in the game and you can't become a master in the game.
I have never heard of anyone who has become a master in the game.
Although some of your words are not very appropriate, judging from your clothes and so on, you can only be considered a wealthy family.
Do you really have enough experience in mecha combat?"
Xu Weisong's seemingly "kind-hearted" words revealed The waves are like the pride of a river.
Xu Weisong was not out of touch, the mecha was too expensive.
"Oh" Qin Fei turned to look at Xu Weisong, "It seems that you have an extraordinary background."
Qin Fei asked this question knowingly.
Judging from Xu Weisong's arrogance, clothes, etc., it was obvious that ordinary people could not possess it.
"No, Puhai Yangzi Hi-Tech Group belongs to my family."
The arrogance in Xu Weisong's tone could almost turn into running water.
"I haven't heard of it.
It's a small company."
Qin Fei was unmoved.
"Not even in the country, just on the earth, just on the mainland, there is no well-known military industry company called Yangtze River Group."
"I" Xu Weisong wanted to kick Qin Fei away, but he told himself repeatedly in his heart.
He took a few deep breaths before finally letting the faint smile return to his face, "It's just a small company.
It’s just the largest company in the field of civilian mechas in mainland China.”
"Oh, I remembered it."
Qin Fei suddenly realized, "I remembered it as soon as you said it.
There is really a company in Puhai City.
It is said that this company can produce C-level mechas and D-level mechas for general civilian use at most.
And machinery, it is said that the chairman of this company is also a b-level mecha design master."
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Xu Weisong suddenly had black lines on his head, "The designer who is slandering me is my father.
In addition, it is a slander from the outside world.
My father is already a B-2 level mecha designer.
However, due to market and cost reasons, we have been there for the time being.
Produce C-class mechas.
Today, there are no more than 500 B-level and above mecha design masters on the mainland."
"My family is rich in knowledge."
Qin Fei couldn't help but sigh after hearing this.
This was not a sarcastic comment; the birth of a genius requires not only innate conditions, but also acquired conditions.
This is the importance of family education.
How important is family education?
Just look at ancient times.
Some people became emperors in their teens and managed a country in an orderly manner; while many people only cried in their teens.
"What about you?
You haven't told me about your family background yet."
Xu Weisong did not miss the opportunity to explore.
"Hey, he is just an ordinary small farmer.
He has a farm at home.
He has been exposed to a lot of D-level agricultural mechas and civilian technologies."
Qin Fei shook his head speechlessly.
"You didn't tell the truth."
Xu Weisong is not a three-year-old child.
"You didn't tell me everything."
Qin Fei is not stupid.
"Ha ha" "Ha ha" At this point, the two of them actually smiled at each other, but was this smile so meaningful?
Soon we arrived at the warehouse.
This is a building with a height of fifty meters, covering an area of almost 500 meters.
Even though it is a school warehouse, although it is small and well-equipped, it is not only a warehouse, but also a maintenance facility.
Center and practicum classrooms.
The fifty-meter-high door slowly slid open to both sides, and a science fiction-like world appeared in front of the two of them; of course, such a world was not unfamiliar to Qin Fei and Xu Weisong, because they both grew up in such a world. grown up There are a dazzling variety of tools, robotic arms, lifting and transport vehicles, etc. crisscrossing back and forth in the sky.
At a height of fifty meters, it makes your neck hurt to look up.
There are also many strange automatic robots shuttled on the ground, and many people are busy; such a warehouse must have researchers involved.
After all, there are a lot of excellent technologies and equipment here, and they will not be wasted, otherwise it will be harmful to society.
Waste of resources.
In fact, many middle school teachers also do research here.
It is not easy for teachers these days.
There are such a bunch of naughty kids who have countless weird questions every day and have extremely high demands on teachers.
In the warehouse, there are many large and small "sculptures" with different colors, heights, and shapes.
These are mechas and mechanical bodies.
They are all tall, short, fat and thin, big and small.
Some are only five or six meters tall, while some are more than thirty meters tall.
They are like ancient gods.
But if you look closely, most of the mechas here actually only look the same.
But that's right, after all, it's just a middle school, it's enough for teaching.
Finally, Qin Fei and Xu Weisong stopped in front of several humanoid mechas about ten meters high.
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Looking at the cold mechanical bodies made of gray steel can make every boy's blood boil.
Mecha is a product of high technology and a tool for evolution.
The mecha in front of me is exactly like an enlarged human sculpture, a perfect steel sculpture.
If there is anything that represents the perfect combination of science and art, mecha is undoubtedly one of the best.
"It's just these two mechas.
They have obtained permission, completed inspections, and have sufficient energy storage."
Qin Fei looked up and saw that the words "Yunhe City No. 1 Middle School" were spray-painted on the surfaces of the two mechas, but one had a serial number of 15 and the other had a serial number of 18.
There is a five-meter long knife on the back of the two mechas, which looks extremely ferocious.
"I choose No. 18."
Qin Fei was not polite and directly chose one by himself.
"It doesn't matter."
Xu Weisong shrugged and walked forward directly.
The mecha slowly knelt down on the ground, and its chest was positioned like an airplane door, automatically opening a small slanted passage just enough to allow one person to enter.
Because the low-level mecha is C-1, the two of them don't need to wear battle suits.
Virtual and thought-sensing helmets are enough.
But even if this mecha is kneeling on the ground, the hatch at the chest is still four meters high, which is a little higher than the average floor.
Xu Weisong looked at Qin Fei provocatively, suddenly jumped up, and jumped into the cabin door twice.
He was more agile than a monkey, and then looked at Qin Fei provocatively.
Qin Fei slowly climbed into the cockpit, then closed the cabin door without looking back.
"I" Xu Weisong saw such an opponent, sincerely, even if I have a thousand words to tell anyone, The mecha quickly completed the self-examination and scanned Qin Fei's brain waves and mental power fluctuations.
Soon Qin Fei felt that he had "changed his body".
This was a mecha; he was now a powerful steel warrior.
With the help of technology, he could have the same power as the legendary gods.
This is a mecha.
However, if you want to enlarge the controlled body dozens of times, from an ordinary flesh and blood body less than two meters high to a mechanical body more than ten meters high, you need something: mental power.
There is no mental power. ?
, the brain is easily overheated and burned, and the mecha cannot be flexibly controlled.
The mecha weighing more than 30 tons moved forward, and the ground trembled slightly with a rumble.
Even though a large number of lightweight materials are used, it is a low-level mecha after all, and still has a lot of metal components; a mecha with a height of about ten meters only has about 30 tons, which is actually considered slim.
Although it is a police mecha, don't think that it is inferior to police use.
In fact, those who commit crimes these days are all high-tech talents, even top experts.
Some criminals dare to sneak attacks or even storm national military defense bases.
They are crazy beyond imagination.
The teacher who brought Qin Fei and Xu Weisong here is also a referee, and he also drives a more advanced mecha, which will be convenient for rescuing people when the time comes.
Mecha combat is very dangerous.
It is truly terrifying to imagine the consequences of losing control of a steel monster weighing more than 30 tons.
You really have to be careful when controlling mechas.
To be honest, allowing Qin Fei and Xu Weisong to fight was a risky move.
After all, they were two naughty kids who didn't even have a license
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