Alaska, Anchorage Broken Dome.
Red warning lights kept flashing, staff members were walking hurriedly, engineering vehicles were moving quickly, the entire base was in combat readiness, and the controller holding a signal sign was waving his arms, directing the door of the Broken Dome to open slowly.
At this time, on the covered bridge more than seventy meters above the ground.
Fu Qinghai returned to his normal size, a muscular giant of two meters sixty-seven, wearing a simple pair of black tight shorts, barefoot, with the neural interfaces on the surface of his body exposed. Amid the surprised and awed gazes of the surrounding staff, he walked along the steel corridor leading to the head of the mecha with steady and firm steps into the head control cabin of the "White Scar".
The operating cabin of the mecha hunter was open in a hemispherical shape, with a bracket and a control console installed in the middle and sensor instruments installed around it. Fu Qinghai walked towards the raised circular platform in the middle. Unlike the layout of two people standing side by side or three people in a "品" shape, there was only a circular platform standing alone here.
Fu Qinghai stood on the round platform and stepped his feet into two iron boots that were fixed in place. Then, like Iron Man's Mark-5 briefcase armor, thin white plastic armor plates unfolded layer by layer, spreading along Fu Qinghai's calves all the way up, and finally completely covering his entire body. The holographic vision helmet hung from top to bottom, and with a "click" it rotated and fixed.
Inside the invisible combat suit, probes were inserted into the neural interfaces on the surface of Fu Qinghai's body and were completely connected to the black shell under the skin. A strong nerve signal instantly spread throughout the body along the neural interfaces and the black shell. Fu Qinghai could not help but shiver all over.
This is the combat uniform that Fu Qinghai tailored for himself, or rather, this is the combat uniform that Fu Qinghai tailored for the new alien space marines.
This nerve signal was far more intense than the nerve signal of the power armor, and even a little painful, as if it was running and burning through his limbs and bones, but Fu Qinghai still resisted.
Prompt boxes and data streams differentiated by different colors were projected onto the mask in front of him in the form of holographic projections, popping up and flashing by one after another. Qingming's chip had been inserted into the mecha hunter's operating system in advance, and the artificial intelligence was expressing its joy and happiness with constantly jumping byte strings.
But Fu Qinghai slowly closed his eyes.
His chest rose and fell, and he exhaled lightly:
"Hoo..."
The next second, he opened his eyes.
At the same time, the "Y"-shaped light blue mask on the huge head cockpit of the Mecha Hunter lit up.
"Swoosh…"
In the Mech Hunter's chest, the plasma reactor hummed softly, and a bright white light suddenly lit up, and the surging energy was injected into the cables and pistons just like blood was injected into blood vessels and tendons.
The mecha hunter stepped out.
"'White Scar', 'White Scar', this is Mission Control, I'm Cai Tiantong, please reply."
A familiar voice sounded in my ears.
"Roger that, Tendou."
"Please grant Mission Control access to a portion of the Jaeger. This will help us monitor your condition, 'White Scar'."
"Received, open."
"In progress, Pons bridge check, synaesthesia frequency is good... Wait, no other pilot detected, is he offline?"
"There is no 'other pilot' here. I am the only one in this mech."
"Dr. Fu Shan, no one can fly a mecha hunter alone. It will cost you your life!"
In a hurry, Cai Tiantong even changed his address.
"But I can."
Fu Qinghai said calmly.
Then the Mech Hunter stepped out of the dome.
"Bang! Bang! Bang..."
The earth was shaking slightly. Outside the towering cave was Hunter Bay where rough waves were hitting the rocks and a group of helicopters were on standby in the sky.
...
Hong Kong, the slum of bones.
An unremarkable public housing estate.
It was a narrow and shabby room with various bottles and jars on the tables and cabinets, with unknown tissues and organs suspended in them. A pungent and strange odor permeated the air. Dim light shone into the room through the narrow windows, illuminating the figure of a thin middle-aged man.
Lauster.
The Alchemist is keeping a very low profile right now.
He could easily live a luxurious life, but he chose to hide in this cramped and shabby place.
PPDC's combat capability has been destroyed, and humans have no hope of fighting back against monsters. They are beginning to enter a stage of slow death. The major events of the plot line can basically be said to have... the ending is set.
The alchemist guessed that the guy must be furious at this moment, and he must not let him come to his door, otherwise his anger would be taken out on him.
Lauster took a bowl of baked beans in tomato sauce out of the microwave, stirred it with a plastic spoon and stuffed it into his mouth. While eating, he picked up a transparent glass container from the cabinet and placed it on the low table covered with a tablecloth in front of him.
The glass container exuded the stench of the toilet - the smell of ammonia, and inside it was a deformed little creature with a milky white, translucent body, and a faint network of blue capillaries visible. It was the cub of a monster parasite.
After finishing his meal, he would continue to try to use the Force to modify the characteristics of the little creature.
There was an old TV next to it, which was broadcasting a live news broadcast from Monster Eye TV:
"Fernando, have you started filming? No, I want to start reporting from the situation in Lima Bay. And then we...what, the 'Eureka Raiders' appeared? I want to go to the scene. If we miss the first-hand information, what are we doing here? Did you film the monster? Okay..."
"Hello, everyone. I am Aurora Garcia, a special correspondent for ZNN South America. I am currently in Lima, the capital of Chile, reporting on the monster invasion in real time."
"As you can see in the picture, the one that appeared in the bay is the only remaining mecha hunter of PPDC, the 'Eureka Raider'. Its previous batch of pilots have unfortunately died. According to relevant sources, the one currently operating this mecha is Marshal Pantecost and a trainee."
Laust turned his back to the TV, listening with his ears, concentrating on the baked beans in tomato sauce and the parasite babies in his hands. When he heard that Marshal Panticost was driving the mecha himself, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He didn't know that Fu Qinghai had already handed over the anti-radiation and deradiation drugs to Panticost, and thought that this guy who was only half alive would not be able to survive for a few more days.
"We saw the monster surfaced. Oh my god, it was a monster with many arms and legs. It was taller than the Eureka Raider when it stood up... Wow, the Eureka Raider unfolded the 'Stab Blade' catapult knives on its arms."
Lauster chewed and swallowed slowly.
"'Eureka Raider' took the lead, ejecting six linked missiles from its chest, all of which hit!"
Lauster smacked his lips and put down the spoon.
"The monsters look miserable... Oh no, two more monsters appeared, right behind the 'Eureka Raiders'. Oh my God, Lima City is in danger!"
Laust gave an expected sneer.
How could there be only one monster?
"Three monsters have surrounded the Eureka Raider. What should we do? The Mech Hunter is in a very dangerous situation. Behind it is the coast and the beach. There is no way to retreat. The monsters are ready to attack... They are all attacking together!"
"Uh huh huh, huh huh huh~"
Lauster hummed a leisurely tune, threw the can into the trash can, and moved the glassware over.
"'Eureka Raider' is being besieged. He attacks the monster in front of him with all his strength. Blue blood is splattering everywhere. We see... Oh! 'Raider' was hit on the back by the whip tail of the monster on the left. He is a little unstable. The monster on the right bites his arm. The situation is very bad. It's three against one now. It seems that it's only a matter of time before 'Raider' fails... Wait, what is that?"
"A new Mech Hunter has appeared!"
the female reporter shouted.
"Um?"
Lauster was slightly stunned.
"What's its name? Without a codename for it, is it an unregistered Mecha Hunter?"
"Did you get a picture of the Jaeger? Okay... what? No, we need to confirm its codename with the PPDC before we can report it publicly. Who did we send to Shatterdome? Ask them what the Jaeger's codename is..."
The conversation between the female reporter and the photographer came from the TV.
Laust frowned, feeling that things were not simple.
He quickly turned and looked at the TV.
"Good news, dear audience, the new mecha hunter has landed on the sea. We saw it raise one arm. There is a cannon on the arm armor. It is about to fire... Oh, my God! The head of the monster on the left, on the left, has disappeared! Did you see it? The whole head disappeared in the light, as if it had never had that head!"
the female reporter screamed.
Laust rolled and crawled to the TV, just in time to see the scene described by the reporter:
the red and white mecha hunter was still far away from the battlefield. It stood in the shallow sea, raised its right hand steadily, and pointed it in the direction of the three monsters and the "Eureka Raider". Then, a thick and straight green beam of light flashed by.
At the other end of the screen, the headless monster stood stiffly in place. From the broken end of its thick neck, fluorescent blue blood gushed out into the sky like a fountain.
The alchemist's face looked a little dull.
He didn't recognize the sixth-generation mecha "Brave Omega" and had never seen the firing scene of the volcanic cannon, but he had seen the logo of "lightning piercing the horizontal bar" and "gear wrapped around the skull".
Not only have I seen it, but I still remember it clearly.
...
Thanks to book friend 20161220193047676, GDl Battleship, the cousin's brother, irresistible charm, Jiejiao Emperor Tongtian Jiaozhu, who listened sympathetically, and several book friends for their rewards
(this chapter is over)