Chapter 240 Future Survival 13
Justin smiled, and after thinking about it, he was carefully picked up by someone else and put Xining on the bed where he was lying.
The bed was made up of several chairs, and Xining usually slept here overnight. God knows how much she has paid to achieve what she has today.
Looking at the glove with steel nails on the left hand of the mecha, a thick baffle was added to the outside of the cockpit on the chest, and steel nails were added to the knee of the right leg... all in accordance with his attack habits and special skills to strengthen defense and Offense.
After loading the modified mecha onto the spacecraft, Justin asked the spacecraft driver to leave. He is not yet 18 years old, so he cannot take the test for a spaceship driver's license. The interstellar army is really interesting. You can wear a mecha on the battlefield at the age of 15, but you have to wait until you are 18 to get a spaceship driver's license.
Still halfway, a message was sent, it was from Xi Ning.
She never contacted her and asked her why, and she actually answered that it was to save money. This time I finally sent a message. I was reluctant to send a video to save money. This guy is really...
When he opened the message, he saw various charging statistics. Justin couldn't laugh or cry when he saw that only the cost was detailed.
He became teasing and replied: "I don't want money, I want my life." Let's see how she responds.
After waiting for a long time, the spaceship returned to the academy and no news was received.
Justin waited with the communicator all day, opening it from time to time, but no message came from Xining.
Justin turned on the communicator, switched to the selfie function, and looked at his face. He touched his chin with his hand. He was quite handsome. Why didn't Xi Ning act like a nymphomaniac to him like other female classmates? It seems that she only wants money, not her life.
It's better to give her the money. Seeing how well the mecha has been modified, she will definitely have something to ask her for in the future.
Soon after, Xining received a notification that the money had arrived, and there was another message: "Here is the money for you. I will give you the interest after I win the game."
Xining was stunned. He had already given the money, so what interest would he get? No matter what, keep busy with yourself.
Another month later, I received an express delivery from Justin. It's a potion!
Drinking it can improve the body's metabolism and is only available in the military.
The message on the potion is just two words: "Interest!"
Xining then went to inquire about it and found out that Justin had narrowly defeated the guy who had cheated on his mind in the competition. The two mechas of the same type almost fell apart during the fight, but Justin jumped up into the air at the end and struck with his right knee, completely disabling the opponent's mecha's combat effectiveness and thus winning the game.
So Justin was officially incorporated into the interstellar mecha team as the number one, and this potion was exclusively used within the military.
Xining looked at the potion and smiled slightly: "The interest rate is really high." After speaking, he opened the potion and drank it.
After completing the on-campus study part, the next step is the internship. While waiting for the internship, Xining was not worried about where she would go in the future. She had excellent grades, and the deputy chief judge was willing to write a letter of recommendation. It was no problem for her to become a ship's mecha maintainer.
When I have time to assemble and disassemble it, I go to the mecha design class from time to time.
The head of the department asked if he was willing to continue studying mecha design, and he really couldn't bear to part with such students. Humanity has developed to this day, and people in many places do not work. They are already drinking nutritional supplements and playing virtual games every day. There are people who can study so hard, but very few, either for the honor of the family or out of passion.
Xining, who had watched a few classes, shook his head: "It's too difficult to learn, unless there is a way to give me the power of mind."
Without the power of mind, he definitely can't be a designer. The body master is just a top-notch female supporting character. She has no protagonist aura and no brains. At this point, she has reached her limit.
She was in the maintenance room, reading some information, when someone came to see her. Justin is here. When he is wearing a federal mecha battleship uniform, a black military uniform and a handsome face that has not yet shed all its childishness, it feels really extraordinary.
Following them, the girls currently hiding at the door of the maintenance room are all talking about:
"So handsome, who is he?"
"Yeah, he's so handsome."
Xining put down the tablet and shook his head slightly: "You are only over fifteen and you are joining the army. It is so inhumane."
Justin was stunned for a moment, then smiled brightly.
There were screams from girls outside the door. Xining rolled his eyes, couldn't he be more reserved? Well, hiding at the door and not rushing in is considered reserved.
Justin tilted his head slightly: "Let's go, I'll take you to a good place."
The United Interstellar XX Base is located on a certain planet. There is a staggeringly huge mother battleship, tens of thousands of soldiers from various branches of the military, and hundreds of civilian personnel.
This is just one of the bases of the United Interstellar Force, relatively close to the school she attends.
Justin took her all the way in, and people often looked at her on the way. After all, she was short and petite, and she was wearing the uniform of a vocational and technical college—a dark blue maintenance uniform.
Walking into the warehouse, Xining's eyes suddenly shone at the huge mechas, and the largest mecha made her run all the way past.
She reached out and touched the cold and heavy fuselage, looking up like a pilgrim at the fiery red super mecha that was more than fifty meters high: "Wow, this should be the 'Wrath of Thunder', I finally saw the real thing."< br>
Justin smiled and reached out to touch it: "There will be a super mecha in every base. Only the captain can use it. It is my dream to be able to drive it."
"Driving it?" Xining shook his head: "You are not suitable."
Justin turned and smiled bitterly: "Don't hit people like this, okay?"
Xining said seriously: "'Thunder's Fury' is a purely offensive super mecha, as you can tell from the name."
She ran back dozens of steps in one breath and observed carefully: "Every part of the body is designed to be easily replaced. Your captain is right-handed. After pulling out his sword, he should cut the enemy like this."
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She made a move and pulled out the sword from behind, swinging it horizontally and parallel: "So his right rib became an empty area and was often attacked. Look at the edge of the right rib with several more layers of paint than other places."
He turned around and looked at the shield being repaired at the feet of "Thunder Fury": "The shield is held in his left hand. He wields the sword with his right hand, and his right rib is his Achilles' heel."
Justin nodded: "That's why the captain always attacks with cannonballs, and only uses his sword to chop down the enemy spacecraft when it's time to dismantle it."
Xining shook his head and tutted: "The indestructible ceramic-titanium alloy can only be used to split the spacecraft, which is a waste. If the right rib is attacked, a lot of shells can be saved."
Cannonballs are usually lasers and ammunition. Lasers consume a lot of energy, and ammunition is thrown out one by one. The mecha has a carrying capacity. After running out of ammunition and energy, we could only use battleships to ram them, and the mechas had to fight hand-to-hand. Only the combination of artillery shells and hand-to-hand combat can maximize combat effectiveness.
Suddenly a voice came: "If it were you, what would you do?"
(End of chapter)