Pacific Rim Godzilla Beats Up Monsters

This five-meter gap was enough to grant this 75-meter Iron Hammer an all-around increase in strength!

It was just like the difference between a lightweight boxing champion and a heavyweight boxing champion; both were called champions, but could they really be compared?

"Hurry and tell Lin Wange and Lin Changge. Tell them to stay sharp and not to underestimate the enemy!"

"No need."

At this moment, General Luo stood up. He pressed his earpiece, his expression turning grim.

"News has come in from Sakura Island. They've already activated the Sakura Saber. We don't need to trouble ourselves with this."

004. The Previous One Was Forced Into Retirement By Me

As General Luo's voice faded, the Command Hall fell silent once again.

Then, someone stood up and said in disbelief:

"Have those Sakura Islanders gone mad? Do they even know what they're doing?"

"This is a battle against monsters, not child's play. If they make even the slightest mistake, those fallen small nations are a cautionary tale!"

Another person stood up, adjusted their glasses, and spoke in a sinister tone:

"It seems Sakura Island still hasn't recognized the reality of the situation..."

As members of the Far East Mecha Base stationed on Sakura Island, one could glean a few clues from the base's name alone.

Yet, even in such a grand situation, there were still some who refused to live their lives in a grounded manner.

"General, what do you think we should do now?"

Everyone in the Command Hall looked toward General Luo.

In matters like this, only General Luo had the authority to make the final decision.

Ever since receiving the news through his earpiece, General Luo's expression had been unpleasant.

However, he managed to maintain his composure.

"Since the Sakura Islanders have made their choice, they will have to bear the consequences!"

After all, it wasn't the Far East mainland, so General Luo could still remain calm.

General Luo continued:

"However, we cannot pretend we know nothing. Send the data on Iron Hammer over to them, and from there, it will depend on their own capabilities."

"All units are to remain on standby. If the situation takes a turn for the worse, deploy Wulei to intercept the monster immediately!"

"Yes, General!"

"Hm? Why has it gotten so quiet outside?"

As a reserve pilot, Luo Bing was quite familiar with the operations of the Mecha Base.

According to standard logic, every large mecha undergoes a comprehensive inspection and refueling process before deployment, along with the replacement of frequently worn-out parts.

This preparation time varies, ranging from three to ten minutes depending on the efficiency of the base's logistics personnel.

Luo Bing had just returned to his quarters with Luo Yun, and not even a minute had passed. Why had things gone quiet already?

A one-minute preparation time was impossible.

Even the Ace Mecha bases in the Far East couldn't achieve that speed, let alone a branch base in Sakurajima.

"Brother, what's going on?"

Luo Yun also sensed the strange atmosphere and asked.

Luo Bing shook his head. He couldn't answer either, so he could only respond vaguely:

"Let's wait and see. There will be follow-up news."

Every monster attack is a top-priority event for the Mecha Base. Regardless of the situation, the entire base is kept informed.

This ensures that everyone knows what is happening and understands what they need to do.

Everyone working in the base is an elite; there are no mediocre individuals. Once the situation is explained, each department can naturally make its own judgment on what to do next.

Working with a group of high-performers is undoubtedly an optimal experience.

Luo Bing's speculation was spot on. Not long after he finished comforting his younger sister, the loudspeaker inside the dormitory blared:

"Attention all departments: The monster Iron Hammer that appeared in the North Sea is already being engaged by the local Sakurajima mecha, Sakura Saber. We can stand down for now, but all departments must maintain Level 2 readiness in case of any unforeseen circumstances!"

The voice coming from the loudspeaker was a gentle female voice—it was none other than Examiner Murong.

Luo Bing was stunned on the spot after hearing this.

After all, there were far too many suspicious elements in this.

Without a second thought, he turned on the television and switched to a local Sakurajima channel—the renowned Tokyo TV Station.

The channel that usually broadcasted cartoons had dispatched its ace anchor, who was currently standing on the coastline.

Luo Bing's gaze didn't linger on the sweet-looking anchor at all, instead focusing on the distance beyond the large screen.

A tall figure could be vaguely seen standing in the distance, like a giant blocking the mountain waves.

It was a massive mech with a base color of pink.

In the entire world, there was only one mech with pink as its base color.

That was the large-scale mech built by the entirety of Sakurajima—Sakura Saber!

"Sakura Saber, height 69 meters, Speed 7, Strength 7, Armor 7!"

Softly reciting the stat panel of Sakura Saber, Luo Bing's eyes turned somewhat cold:

"These Sakurajima people, who have been living quite well lately, seem to have gotten ahead of themselves. To think they'd be so bold as to intercept a monster right on the coastline!"

According to the information Luo Bing knew, Sakura Saber did not belong to the top tier among large mechs, and the terrain it was originally designed for was urban environments.

In other words, this was a land-based urban combat mech, not a maritime combat type at all!

Luo Yun was unaware of these secrets; she was familiar with the two pilots of Sakura Saber:

"The two people who came to our base for a friendly exchange a while ago, they were the pilots of Sakura Saber, right?"

Luo Bing nodded:

"That's them."

"The previous pilots of Sakura Saber retired for recuperation due to some mental health issues."

"This is the first battle for the new pilots!"

Luo Bing guessed that Sakurajima's eagerness to engage in battle also had a hidden motive: to help the new generation of Sakura Saber pilots make a name for themselves.

After all, a mech pilot who only shows off in training sessions cannot be compared to a pilot who has slain or repelled monsters.

Luo Bing only hoped that Sakura Saber wouldn't kick a steel plate.

After all, he was friends with one of the pilots of Sakura Saber.

Although...

The two retired former pilots were essentially forced into retirement by him, but that didn't hinder his friendship with the current pilots!

It was just that those two middle-aged men had poor mental fortitude; they couldn't accept being outperformed by a substitute pilot like him. Their ability to adjust their mindset was too poor—they were clearly the type to surrender at fifteen minutes the moment things went south.

Ignoring the nonsense the anchor was spouting on the screen, Luo Bing thought for a moment before saying something to Luo Yun:

"I'm going back to my room to rest."

He then returned to his room, took out his phone, and dialed a number.

As the call connected, Luo Bing's eyes flickered with struggle and hesitation, but in the end, he steeled his resolve.

After transmigrating, aside from spending a few days fully absorbing the original owner's memories, Luo Bing had also been trying to figure out the specific function of his Golden Finger.

After all, one shouldn't eat just anything, speak without thinking, and naturally, one shouldn't use a Golden Finger recklessly.

Luo Bing's initial plan was to avoid using the Golden Finger until he had fully grasped its purpose.

But now...

With a friend in danger, that plan had already fallen apart.

"I'll ask first... see if Sakura Saber can handle this Iron Hammer, then decide."

005. King of Monsters!

The atmosphere in the base's Command Hall was a bit more relaxed than usual at this moment.

Every time a Mech was deployed, it was a psychological test for everyone involved.

Now that they could observe remotely, they would prefer it if things were always handled this way.

General Luo watched the high-definition footage on the main screen, his expression solemn, revealing no other emotions.

"Sakura Saber has reached the ten-kilometer mark from the coastline. It looks like they intend to keep the threat posed by the monster at bay."

Someone nearby reported the situation on the front lines.

After years of struggling and fighting against monsters, humanity had accumulated a wealth of experience.

The ten-kilometer red line from the coastline was a manifestation of that experience.

As long as the monster was repelled beyond ten kilometers, the humans living on the shore would not be significantly affected.

General Luo stared at the screen for a moment before asking abruptly:

"Are the pilots of Sakura Saber those two youngsters who were brought in as replacements?"

A staff member nearby nodded and replied:

"Yes, General."

"According to the information released by Sakurajima, the main pilot of Sakura Saber is now Koizumi Junko, 19 years old. Her last publicly disclosed Spiritual Connection Index was 97. She graduated at the top of her class in all virtual examinations—though, of course, those were internal assessments conducted by Sakurajima."

Sakurajima is just a small place now, and everyone knows how internal exam scores in small places work.

"The co-pilot is Nakamura Ichiro, 20 years old. His last publicly recorded Spiritual Connection Index was 95."

The clerk didn't provide much of an introduction for the co-pilot. Because large mechs are so massive, piloting them alone is far too strenuous; under overload conditions, there's no telling how many problems might arise.

Thus, the dual-pilot mode was derived.

Based on the level of their Spiritual Connection Index and their compatibility with the mech, the two pilots are divided into a primary and a secondary, working in coordination.

In terms of public relations, the two are treated equally.

But there is no doubt that the primary pilot is valued more.

A pilot with a high Spiritual Connection Index can unleash the mech's combat power more perfectly, making them the undisputed choice for primary pilot.

However, looking at General Luo's furrowed brows, something seemed off.

"A Spiritual Connection Index of 97? Just how much padding did Sakurajima add to these numbers?"

"The Sakura Saber's operational movements are somewhat sluggish; this is definitely not the level of control expected from a 97 Spiritual Connection..."

After a pause, General Luo added:

"It's more like the control level of a 95."

The clerk beside him covered his mouth in shock upon hearing this:

"A Spiritual Connection Index of 95? That co-pilot named Nakamura is a 95!"

General Luo was a first-generation pilot and one of the very few who survived and retired. When it came to familiarity with mechs, no one dared to claim they were better than General Luo!