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.

With the opening of the operating system, the second generation mecha has changed from upright to comfortable standing posture, and yellow light from eyes shows that it has been successfully started.

Chen Feng raised her two arms in front of her, clenched and loosened her. After several repetitions, she began to do other basic movements, gently flapping her fist and kicking her legs. She was familiar with the differences between the real machine and the simulation module.

As a qualified pilot, the first thing to do after entering a brand-new mecha is to check whether the mecha is complete and whether there is no damage, and then adapt to the various abilities of the mecha. There is no doubt that Chen Feng did very well.

Soon, the gap between the students appeared. The five students who had participated in the college competition adapted to the operation of the second generation mecha by two or three times, standing in place waiting for the teachers' command, while the rest of the students were running around in disorder, as if they had got a new toy.

Mr. Lang drove the mecha to the front of all the people, and said in a low voice: "all of you, go back to the original place and stop. The second generation of mecha is not a toy. What's the system for you to make a fool of?"

Mr. Lang was angry, and the students did not dare to violate his orders and drove the mecha back to the original position. Several others were glared and lowered their heads by Mr. lang. they were the happiest people who had played just now, and they were all in the eyes of Mr. Lang.

Like a wolf king, Mr. Lang looked at all the students who had driven the mecha like a wolf king. When he could not look up to them, he continued: "next, we are divided into three groups to learn how to operate the mecha. Five students who have participated in the college competition follow Mr. Xu to train. The students on one side follow me and the other side learn from me Students follow Mr. Lin. the next 10 days are when you are familiar with mecha. If you want not to die in the battlefield, you should study hard for me! "

Mr. Lang's mecha draws a line between the students and divides the students into left and right sides. The one on the left follows Mr. Lin on his right.In the face of Mr. Lang's strength, no students dare to complain. Mr. Kuang is right. He is going to practice in the Southwest Military Region. It is the key to grasp all available time and skillfully drive the second generation mecha.

Only Zheng Zhirong secretly complained: "I go, actually want to follow teacher Xu practice, I have a premonition will suffer."

Chen Feng carefully observed the positions of all the students and found that the five of them were on the periphery of the team. Obviously, the three teachers had discussed the arrangement of learning.

After Lang finished, the operator turned a direction and played a ring finger outside the playground. Chen Feng vaguely remembered that it was the position of the light beam shield console..

indeed, as like as two peas of Lang's voice, the beam film is beginning to extend from the edge of the playground, and the playground is slowly enveloped, just like the special training.

Because it was after Mr. Lang's strange behavior that the beam film appeared, the students of the first Department of the fighter plane didn't panic. Although they didn't know the existence of the beam shield except Chen Feng, they used their brains to know that Mr. Lang would not harm them. They just need to wait quietly.

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