Chapter 306 This Damn Era

A mecha guards a city.

Lu Mingfei guards West Lake City, and Hui Liyi guards Pujiang City.

The war between humans and dragons has developed to a new stage.

In the past, humans used dragons to pollute the party at the seaside and national borders. They used mechas to build defense lines and cooperated with organized ground and air forces. The fight was still successful.

But when the dragons came up with new technologies, the balance of the war fell to the dragons' side.

Dragon beasts quickly assemble into large species through a method named "crowd construction" by anthropologists, instantly liberating mobility. There is no doubt that the goals of large species are much greater than ordinary species. In the past, humans could monitor them through various means, but public construction technology After appearing, the dragon beasts were broken into pieces, and the ordinary species disappeared, and then reunited in the hinterland of mankind, assembled into large species, launched a surprise attack, and even caused a situation where multiple large species besieged a mecha, winning with numerical superiority.

The war has now undergone fundamental changes. What is certain is that the only threats to mechas are the large species of dragon beasts. No matter how many ordinary species there are, there is still an essential gap. But now they can jump from ordinary species to ordinary species through crowd construction. For large species, the pressure on the mecha increases exponentially.

At the same time, the previous strategy of keeping enemies out was no longer advisable. Humanity changed its strategy, migrating people to large urban settlements, and dispatched mechas to guard these settlements. Taking this as a turning point, the great situation since the birth of mechas suddenly came to an end. Then, the human side switched to the defensive stage.

The shell hit the ground with a loud bang.

The sleeping baby closed his eyes and cried bitterly.

The young woman held the child and whispered comfort, her face full of sadness.

This is a passenger bus. It was originally scheduled to carry 32 passengers, but it was packed with nearly 70 people. The driver held the steering wheel nervously, and his palms were sweating. He had a very heavy task, to deliver more than 70 people safely to West Lake. In the city, monsters may jump out at any time along the road. The driver once saw the wreckage of a passenger bus with his own eyes. The monster's claws tore apart the car body and no one survived.

"Faster, faster!"

The driver pinched his thigh hard, his eyes were red, and the sound of gunfire came from not far away. They were soldiers fighting. The sound of the fighting was very fierce, which meant that many monsters were coming. He stepped on the accelerator and agreed to do it. It’s Xiao An’s birthday, how could I die here!

The sound of gunfire gradually faded away. Very good. It looked like everything was fine.

The driver breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, the car shook.

The people in the car held their breath and stared with their eyes wide open. In the confined space, there was only the cry of the child, which was particularly harsh.

The car shook again.

Sure enough, it’s not an illusion!

Something is approaching.

Everyone looked in a certain direction in unison.

For a moment, the scream sounded like it was about to flip off the roof of the car.

A dragon beast, who didn't know how to break through the fire defense line, appeared here.

Judging from the size, it is not a large species.

But even if it was just an ordinary species, their bus without a weapon system would not be able to resist.

Young woman holds her child and closes her eyes.

Children throw themselves into their parents' arms.

The panicked person wanted to jump out of the window.

The driver stepped on the accelerator frantically with red eyes.

That's when.

The car body shook.

The passengers were caught off guard and rushed forward.

The driver slapped the steering wheel hard and leaned weakly on the seat.

The car stalled.

The dragon beast walked towards them step by step.

"Mom, am I going to die?"

The little girl holding the model asked innocently.

The woman bit her lip.

"Mom, don't cry."

The little girl wiped the tears from her eyes.

"Heroes will come to protect us!"

She held up the model. It was a pocket-sized mecha, painted entirely in red, with a long and narrow face, and a fierce power.

"hero……"

The dragon beast rushed towards them.

Tragedy is about to happen.

Everyone closed their eyes.

Only the little girl looked around curiously.

Suddenly, she laughed happily.

The little girl pointed to the sky.

"Mom, look!"

The dark mecha fell from the sky.

The vector thruster on the back shines with a faint blue light.

The ordinary dragon beast lay on the ground whimpering.

The mecha stepped on it and broke it into two pieces.

The boy's voice came from the loudspeaker.

"I am coming."

In the evening, the last bus entered Xihu City.

The Dark Lord stood under the sunset.

Lu Mingfei, who was wearing a white cautious combat uniform, sat on the mecha's shoulders.

The distant sky is refracted by the city's force field, blooming into large swaths of color. It's a bit like a kindergarten child's drawing class homework, filled with past crayon drawings. It's probably one of the few places where you can relax in this hellish age. For recreation, some people affectionately call this scene "graffiti cloud", which can be regarded as joy in suffering.

The urban force field is also a technology unearthed from ancient ruins. Together with the sleeping mechas, there is also the central brain. This is a great civilization that once sent dragons to their graves. However, only the ruins are left to this day. Anthropologists think I can't even think of any reason why a civilization that has developed to this level comes to an end.

There is a philosopher who puts forward a hypothesis from the perspective of an outsider.

“Strong fortresses often begin to crumble from within.”

Ancient civilizations took a very different path from modern humans.

If human science is based on the study of objective physical reality, then ancient civilizations were just the opposite. The sample they studied was the mind.

It seems that the mecha does not need to replenish energy, but in fact this is not the case. It is just the way the mecha replenishes energy that humans cannot understand. Based on the deciphered data and the information from the central intelligence brain, humans have a better understanding of the mecha. The energy source of the mecha , is the soul of a qualified person.

"The power of the mind...?"

Lu Mingfei put his hand on his left chest to feel his heartbeat.

It has been more than a month since I arrived at the front line. It is said that the battlefield is a place that can truly train people. This is true. Lu Mingfei's synchronization rate has stabilized at 75%, and even reached a peak of 77%. The standard 78% is only a thin line away.

But this line is like a chasm.

The 78% synchronization rate is not a standard set by the headquarters. Tracing back to the source, this is a line drawn from ancient civilizations, and it has its own special significance.

Before reaching this standard, qualified people will always have dissatisfaction in driving the mecha, which is manifested by occasional lags. Only with a synchronization rate of 78%, qualified people can control the mecha as if they control their own bodies.

And behind this, every time the synchronization rate is increased to a certain level, part of the mecha's potential can be unleashed, such as Karma Red Lotus's lightsaber, which is Eri's ability when the synchronization rate is 83%.

War waits for no one, and there are strategies for those who have not reached 78%, and there are ways of fighting that have not reached 78%. Compared with other qualified candidates, Lu Mingfei has an advantage, that is, he has nearly a year of frontline experience. Lu Mingfei, who was promoted from private to second lieutenant, could understand the thoughts of a real soldier.

Therefore, he can cooperate better with the army.

Occasionally stuck, it doesn't matter, he has the army as his backing, and both sides cooperate. The firepower of the artillery shells is ineffective against the dragon beast, but the basic vector impact effect is still there, which is enough.

Over the past month, from the initial idea to a complete set of tactics, Lu Mingfei and the West Lake City Garrison have developed a tacit understanding, and their tactics have been highly valued by the headquarters. Because of this, I heard that the above There is also an idea to give Lu Mingfei a second-class meritorious service.

But no matter how good the tactics are, they are only expedient measures in the end.

For Lu Mingfei, nothing is more important than the synchronization rate exceeding 78%.

Oh, the words cannot be too absolute. At least, there is one thing that is as important as improving the synchronization rate.

The personal brain reminded him that he had received a new email.

After a few operations.

A holographic image unfolds before your eyes.

""Hello, Ming Feijun.

Eriyi, who is wearing a red combat uniform, has a smile as bright as a flower.

Lu Mingfei also laughed.

Although he knew full well that this was a holographic email, not a real-time communication.

The situation in different cities is also different. Compared with West Lake City, Pujiang has a larger population and heavier tasks. As mecha pilots, the importance of Lu Mingfei and Eri Yi needs no introduction. Basically, they just go where they need to go. Now is an important window for people to migrate to cities, and they are even more busy. Often one is free, and the other is still performing tasks, and when they are free, the other has something to do, and they have no chance all day long. Can have a good chat.

So they used holographic emails to convey their thoughts. Sometimes Lu Mingfei thought it was really interesting. It was the 21st century, and they were still using the black technology of ancient civilizations. Why did this mode of getting along look like the ancient Hongyan? It's like passing a letter.

Thinking of this, he recited a few words: "I used to be slow, and my days were slow even for carriages and horses," and he smiled lightly.

After reading the email, he still felt unfinished, so Lu Mingfei replayed it and read it three times in a row, with the corners of his mouth raised.

However, Lu Mingfei frowned when his eyes fell on Eryi's face.

Her complexion... got worse.

Eri Yi is already in poor health, and she drives a mecha all day long. Not to mention eating, she barely has time to drink water. If this continues...

Lu Mingfei's heart was filled with a haze, and he always felt a little uneasy.

He shook his head and pouted twice, like this, he could drive away all bad luck.

After thinking for a while, he finished drafting and replied to Eriyi's email.

After recording a couple of times and deleting them all, Lu Mingfei exhaled.

He wanted to advise Eriyi to take care of his body, not to overwork himself, to rest well, and not to drive the mecha for a long time. He heard that too long a spiritual link would have a very serious impact on those who are qualified.

But Lu Mingfei also knew that no matter how much he said these things, it would be useless.

Eriki wouldn't listen.

This is a war, and it is a war completely different from the past thousands of years of history. Human beings take up arms, not for the benefit of a small group of people, but for every individual called human beings to have the right to live. .

There are no lofty ideals.

There are no great goals.

Just, want to live.

Just survive.

Eriki can rest, but when the migrating compatriots are in danger and a mission comes to her, can this girl still turn a blind eye?

If she could really ignore it, she wouldn't be Eri.

Moreover, Eri is not the only one who is fighting hard, isn't he a soldier on the front line? Isn't it the driver who drives the car? In order to survive, the two races sacrificed so much generosity and tragedy, and so much blood and hatred.

Lu Mingfei thought of all the tragedies he had seen in the past month.

When a person lives in peaceful times for a long time, he will have the illusion that it should be like this. It seems that waking up peacefully every day and not having to worry about dying at any time is a normal thing, a matter of course, and a matter of course.

But actually, no.

Throughout history, peace is always short-lived, and more often than not, there are wars and killings. The pen and ink of history books are soaked in scarlet blood.

And when the war really begins.

No one can stay out of it.

No matter you have money or not, no matter you are a student or an old man, no matter whether you still have a bright future that has not yet been realized.

In the face of death, everyone is equal.

Lu Mingfei chuckled.

"No wonder every time there is a war, thinkers, writers, and philosophers tend to appear in this family and that family."

"If this continues, I might not be able to be a family member."

He smiled.

His face slowly turned cold again.

The setting sun in the distance completely sank into the horizon.

The dark night sky is another starless night.

A new email was a mission, ordering him to arrive at Camp 147 within three minutes. A large number of ordinary dragon beasts were found there. The staff judged that there was a 65% probability of their existence and launched a mass reconnaissance. More than half of the soldiers stationed there were still there. Resistance is losing to death.

The four words "reduced by more than half" deeply hurt Lu Mingfei's eyes.

No need to read the rest.

All he could think about was feeling the battlefield.

Lu Mingfei jumped up, and the mecha's palm caught him firmly.

"Spiritual link, achieved!"

The Dark Lord's eyes lit up, and the vector thruster on his back first flashed red, then quickly turned orange. Suddenly, six lines of faint blue flames that were several meters long were sprayed out.

Instantly, the dark mecha rose into the sky.

Only the boy's faint words were left in the wind.

"What a bloody time."

The days passed.

Non-stop fighting, non-stop tasks.

People die every day, and the survivors have no time to cry. There is no need for tears in this era. They must try their best to survive.

The frequency of emails between Lu Mingfei and Hui Liyi became less and less.

Sometimes it only comes once every two or three days.

They were so tired that they finally unblocked the link. They couldn't afford to eat or drink, so they fell asleep.

On the days when the situation was most intense, they didn't eat at all, just hung up on intravenous drips, relied on saline and glucose to maintain their most basic life needs, and squeezed out time to sleep and replenish their energy. Driving a mecha was a very draining thing. However, whenever the soldiers saw Lu Mingfei sleeping while receiving an intravenous drip, their eyes would always get wet.

Lu Mingfei hadn't shaved properly in two months, and Eriyi teased him about this, indicating that Feijun must be extremely dirty.

Lu Mingfei threatened her in the reply email, "Wait until we meet and see how I stab your face with my beard!".

The two men laughed.

But behind this smile, there is a growing gloom.

Lu Mingfei's synchronization rate was stuck at 77%. It had been making no progress for several months.

This is very rare. Scholars have gone back and forth several times, but they have never been able to come up with an explanation. They can only speculate that it is related to the characteristics of the Dark Lord. This mecha is too special. It is known as the ultimate weapon. If you want to meet the standards, you may have to meet certain requirements. a hidden condition.

This is one of Lu Mingfei's problems.

And another.

It's Eri's body.