Chapter 395 (1/2)
Dozens of mecha are set up in six rows in the training playground of mecha, waiting for the pilot's control. Each mecha is shining brightly under the sunlight. The streamlined design makes them more beautiful. At first glance, it looks like a work of art, but I can't think of it as a terrible weapon of war.
Almost all the students of fighter a department have already come to the playground. Chen Feng turns her head and looks around. They are full of expectation and are giving directions to the second generation fighter in the field.
These students who were shocked by the second generation mecha in the playground were excited to discuss with each other: ”this is our second generation mecha. I'm still so excited to see it the second time. I'm really looking forward to driving it right away.”
Mr. Lang, Mr. Xu and Mr. Lin also stood beside them. Compared with the students, their expressions on their faces did not fluctuate. Presumably, compared with these novices, they experienced too much and would not have too much emotion because of seeing the second generation of mecha.
Another burst of foot sound came, Nangong Mengdie also came to the playground. Chen Feng cast a look of inquiry in the past. Nangong Mengdie nodded in response, and Chen Feng laughed at ease. It seems that Nangong Mengdie's problem has been solved.
After Nangong Mengdie arrived, all the members of the fighter plane a department arrived. After the three teachers confirmed the number, Mr. Lang came forward to direct the students into the playground: ”let's go into the playground, let's gather in front of the mecha.”
The students rushed into the playground. They could not wait to get close contact with the second generation mecha. They had experienced strict inspection measures and the surrounding vigilance mecha. Everyone was very aware of the importance of the second generation mecha to the country. It is absolutely an honor to touch and drive it by hand.
There is a sign at the foot of each second generation mecha. The name on it corresponds to the teachers and students of the first generation fighter plane one by one. On the right hand side, there are different weapons used by the mecha. It seems that the school has allocated the pilots and weapons of each mecha.
Chen Feng found the second generation mecha with her name engraved on it. Beside the machine armor were two beam rifles and two beam swords. In terms of the number of weapons, Nangong Mengdie was second only to Nangong Mengdie. Nangong Mengdie could kill all the other students with only six boomerangs.
Chen Feng reached out and touched the second generation mecha in front of him. The cold touch did not reduce his inner heat. There was no scar on the whole new fuselage. It was very different from the first generation of mecha used in summer training and college competition. Those first generation mecha were all over the mess. You can see that they have been repaired many times, and these second generation mecha are finished It's undamaged. It doesn't have any flaws. It's like a work of art.
”Kid, don't touch it. It's a brand-new mecha. You won't feel it when you see more.” Mr. Xu's mecha is just behind Chen Feng. Seeing his stupidly pressing his hand on the second generation mecha, he made a prompt and then went up and down the platform to enter the cockpit.
Being pulled back to reality by teacher Xu's voice, Chen Feng walked around the mecha and saw that the lift table was behind the mecha. Originally, the cockpit of the first generation of mecha was set on the chest, and all of them took the lift platform in front of the mecha. Now the cockpit of the second generation of mecha is changed to the head, which means that she has to take the lift platform behind the mecha and enter the cockpit from the back of the head.
However, it didn't have any impact. In the future, Chen Feng took the lift platform to enter the cockpit, lay down on the bed board, put on the nerve connection helmet and fix the body, and first used the most basic lying position to start the mecha.