Don't treat Omega as a man [Interstellar]

In the afternoon, Karas followed me to make trouble for the mecha maintenance, but Renn was so distracted by him that he had no time to think about what happened in the morning.

"Are you okay?" Ren gently kicked away the scattered debris in front of him, and asked Karas as he walked in.

Karas shrugged, "The medical department's assessment is almost done, so we don't have to go."

Ren glanced at him, and Karas immediately winked at him with a bright smile and said, "I'm number one."

"You've been a little excited recently, you're smiling so happily," Ren suddenly stopped, squinting at him, "It's not because of the first place in the exam, is it?"

Callas was stunned, and touched his face with both hands, muttering while touching, "Is there? No."

Ren shook his head with a smile, and didn't continue to tease him, just said, "Be careful, look at this fun."

Taking advantage of Karas standing still and struggling with his expression, Ren stood in the center of the base hall and looked around the venue.Xiu was not polite to him, he really only repaired the hole in the wall, leaving a lot of mecha parts for Ren to worry about.And I don't know if it was his illusion, Ren always felt that there were many more debris on the ground than the night of the assessment.

He squatted down in front of a huge mechanical broken arm.This arm belongs to No.18, and the length of the entire arm is more than twice the height of Rennes. Looking at it from a close distance, it feels like looking at a pitch-black forest python, except that it is composed of mechanical parts. NO.18 was standing not far away, his tall body was still standing still, but he still maintained a posture of preparing for battle, which made Renn feel a little emotional.He stood up, walked around the broken arm, and walked in front of NO.18.

If he could fix one mech first, then the rest of the repair work would be much easier.But the power system of NO.18 was half destroyed, and this guy was so tall, it was very difficult to repair.The ones Ren is more familiar with are No. 18 and No. 12. The latter was blown to pieces by a tracking bomb upstairs. If Ren wants to save trouble, he can only turn his attention to other mechs.

The only two mechas here that didn't suffer too much damage were the No. [-] mecha and the unnamed mecha that finally decided the outcome.Because it was almost blown to pieces by an unnamed machine, Ren had a lot of psychological shadows about it. The No. [-] machine was fine, and it could be used after the main power was connected. Ren hesitated again and again, and climbed on the back of the No. [-] machine. After installing the board, start to organize the circuit for it.

Callas paced to the corner, watched Ren busy up and down, and handed him tools while helping him.Ren buried himself in the wiring and began to recall what happened that night with Callas.

"When I saw the barrel, I really thought I was going to die." Because the lines on the backboard were dense, Ren stared at it until his forehead was sweating.He wiped it vigorously with his hand, and said with a smile, "It's really embarrassing."

Karas pouted, "Xiu won't let you have any accidents."

Ryan agrees with this.Xiu and Shirley were the same, no matter how harsh or scary their words were, they would pay great attention to the safety of the recruits when they actually acted.Ren was terrified at the time, and didn't even notice that there was only one fake bomb in the unnamed mecha, and the second round was just a cover.

"How does it feel in actual combat?" Kayas tried to look up at Ren, "Is it exciting?"

Hearing this question, Ren stopped his hands and thought about it seriously for a long time before saying, "It's exciting and thrilling. Most importantly, I feel the feeling of desperately wanting to live."

The instinctive desire to survive made him burst out with speed and strength that would never appear at ordinary times.Xiu said that he did a good job, not only because of his smooth operation, but also because he worked hard to "survive" himself amidst the heavy siege.

Xiushou already had control over each mecha, and as long as Rennes showed any signs of giving up, he would press the forced stop button.But what he didn't expect was that Ryan actually persisted to the end, and chased the No. [-] machine to find the source of control.

This assessment is actually not difficult at all, as long as you have been following Unit [-], you can find the answer, but with Karas' temporary intervention, Renn used the simulation system in the training room flexibly, and the assessment results obtained Far beyond Xiu's imagination.

The place in the base is still a bit small, if all 21 mechs can take off, it will be another scene.Ren just imagined the feeling of fighting in the air and his blood started to boil, but at the same time, he also knew that if that was the case, he would probably be beaten to the ground within half an hour.In the final analysis, he still didn't train enough.

It would be great if there are other types of newer mechs for training, Ren thought, flying outside in a wide area, or even going to space for training, Ren wonders if Xiu can give him a chance to try.

As if he knew what he was daydreaming about, Karas tapped on the casing of the number one machine and said to him, "Don't think about it, my dear, the boot camp will not give you a chance to wave. And your Volunteering is not mecha maintenance? If you really want to fly, just work hard during this time. Or, go talk to Shirley."

Ren poked his head out from above with an expression of disbelief.

"And what do you know?" he asked Callas loudly.

Callas shrugged. "They won't let me."

"They?" Renn paused, then sighed, "I really don't know where you got all these news..."

Karas obviously didn't want to entangle this topic with Ren. He looked around, and suddenly pointed to the unnamed mech and asked Ren, "Don't you know who this is?"

This question is very interesting, not "what is this", but "who is this".Ren didn't understand what he said, and asked stupidly after staying for a long time, "Who is it?"

"Oh," Callas said with a sigh of irony, "this is Laerta. The original, Laerta."

Ren was stunned for a moment, he jumped off the No. [-] plane in a hurry, and ran in front of "Lalta".

"It's really..." Ren murmured, his eyes almost glued to the fuselage.No wonder he found this mecha very familiar. When he was at home, Sheng Qingyu's comrades in arms showed him a photo of the Laerta mecha on the battlefield.

This is the only "Omega Mecha" in the entire galaxy, which is said to be designed, built, assembled and maintained by Omega alone!

Callas walked up to him and said softly, "This is only the first generation, which was eliminated two years ago. The new 'Lalta' is much bigger and more powerful than it. The current Lalta is the front line King of the field."

Ren raised his hand and slowly stroked the mecha's legs.The paint was indeed new, and Ren seemed to be able to feel the scars inside through the smooth surface.He looked back at Callas seriously, and said, "It used to be, didn't it?"

Callas nodded.Ren looked at the mecha again, as if he wanted to see something from this Laerta.

After a long time, he said, "Xiu shouldn't have repainted it."

Except for the few insiders, the recruits didn't know that the warrior who had fought in the battlefield was standing in the corner of the training base, and even Ren didn't recognize him at a glance.Xiu should leave the scars on this mecha and place it in the middle of the base hall, so that every recruit who comes in for the first time can see this former hero and see what it has suffered. hurt.

Karas came over and patted him on the shoulder, "There must be a reason for him to do this, don't think too much."

Ren smiled.Karas didn't know that Lalta was also one of the reasons that prompted Ren to sign up for the army. He didn't want himself to know its existence in this way, which would be too cruel for this mech.

Ren thought for a while and asked, "Can this Laerta move around?"

"Then you have to ask Xiu," Callas shrugged, "As far as I know, Xiu is responsible for its maintenance, and have you noticed that Laerta doesn't have an operating cabin, so you can only control it remotely. Do you know how to do it?"

Ren shook his head, and Karas sighed and said, "That may not work."

Ren was a little depressed, and Karas comforted him with a few words, but he couldn't make sense. In the end, Ren reluctantly let go.He went back to repair the No. [-] machine, chatting with Callas while repairing.

While chatting, we talked about the time limit for recruit training.

"There is still a month to start the distribution." Ren took the electric pliers handed over by Karas and asked him, "What are your plans?"

Callas sat down on the feet of the No. [-] machine, "Do you know what is the great advantage of the medical soldiers? It is the distribution of graduation packages. The frontline No. [-], [-] and No. [-] medical units, I have no choice."

"Where?"

"Going east? It's a long way from here."

Ren looked down at him, "Then we will never see each other again."

For some reason, Karas actually heard a hint of grievance from these words.He couldn't help laughing, and threw a towel over his head, which was accurately caught by Ren.

"No," Callas said calmly. "If anything happens to you at the front, I'll be happy to help you."

"Crow's mouth!" Ren cursed with a smile, and wiped his face with a towel.

"To be honest, it's time for you to think about your own problems." Karas suddenly stood up and looked at Ren, "You are the only mech soldier, and you will face many choices. You must have your own goals."

Ren stared into Callas' eyes, "Let me tell you?"

"Okay." Callas sighed helplessly, climbed to the lap of No. [-] aircraft and found a seat, and said to Ren, "Do you know why Lieutenant General Ansel came to visit us?"

"Choose one?" Ren guessed.

Callas shook his head, "It's not about picking people. It's about picking you."

"What?" Ren was taken aback.

"Logistics and medical treatment have their own specialized troops, and similarly, mecha soldiers also have their own troops, and for Omega mecha soldiers..."

Callas pressed his index finger to his lips and said in a voice only the two of them could hear—

"For Omega mech soldiers, Ansel is their light."

The author has something to say: Strongly request to renew the holiday for another three days