Chapter 22 (2/2)

Can someone even operate this? Mu Fan doubted its ability by judging its looks, and he was at a loss for words.

“Please confirm weapon selection,” the system reminded Mu Fan again.

“Select Katana, and abandon the rest,” Mu Fan said without hesitation. Looking at the notifications, it would decrease the mech’s weight by 0.6t after removing the shoulder cannon and Gatling gun, therefore increasing its mobility. For generation-zero mechs, even a little increase would be a benefit.

“Selection confirmed. Are you ready to enter the cockpit?”

“Yes.”

Mu Fan walked into the lift, and he was up inside the cockpit in the next moment.

Theoretically, the cockpit of a six-meter-tall mech should have ample space, but… this mech was basically a metal skeleton. The cockpit was located at the ‘spine’ location, and the space was very tight with 13 red and blue mechanical levers on both sides and 178 buttons that were in the shape of an arc before him. There was only a small seat for one person with a light screen in front of it.

How do I operate this!?

Mu Fan had no idea what to do as he sat on the hard operator’s seat and stared blankly ahead.

However, the system wouldn’t care about that as it started the countdown, “Five, four, three, two, one… Eject.”

Mu Fan suddenly sensed an agravic feeling as if he was free falling down a cliff. He was dropped down from the sky hundreds of meters above the ground, and the metallic mech was unable to eliminate the adrenaline rush caused by the agravic feeling.

“So thrilling!!!” This was Mu Fan’s first time in contact with a mech, and this feeling of soon facing someone in battle made every pore on his body feel comfortable as if he was made for this.

However! Wouldn’t the mech shatter into pieces after falling from this height?!

Mu Fan was about to shout as he could see the ground getting closer and closer.

Shhhh~ The suspension system built into the mech’s legs automatically turned on.

Even though the suspension helped with the landing, one shouldn’t expect a generation-zero mech to eliminate the impact force completely as it was nice enough to have something to begin with.

Bam! The EH01 Mech smashed onto the ground, and Mu Fan also felt the impact inside the cockpit.

“What a trashy mech; it’s like a bungee jump every time it lands. This needs to be reported and discussed on the PO Forum.”

“Don’t kid around. They would’ve changed it if it really needed to be revised. This is how it feels like in reality-mode battles, or do you want a first-generation mech to feel like an eighth-generation one? What do you know?”

“And you do? You’re stupid.”

“You idiot.”

…

Mu Fan felt confused as he didn’t understand why he could suddenly hear voices coming from his cockpit and why they had started a quarrel.

“Alright, let’s look at the map. Everyone, take cover and choose Point A or B to gather up and form two lines. Let’s do this!”

Another voice appeared, and it sounded more reliable this time. Otherwise, Mu Fan would have thought that he had entered the wrong place.

“Okay, I pick A,” the player who spoke first said.

“I’m also heading towards Point A.”

“Go away; don’t follow me.”

“Get lost; I’ll report you if you say one more word!”

“…You b*stard.”

The two mechs quarreled as they headed towards Point A, and Mu Fan could see two green dots on his map heading in that direction.

“Damn. So, everyone in this level-1 room just talks big?” This time, Mu Fan recognized the voice; it was Chubby Harry’s voice.

“Who are you to talk?”

“You loser.”

“You XX!” Chubby Harry was pissed off.

Mu Fan was at a loss for words. Was his first battle in a mech going to be like this?