Pacific Rim Godzilla Beats Up Monsters

After reporting to the life committee member that he was going to "see the sea," Luo Bing left the living quarters and headed toward the rear area of the base.

Because of the ten-kilometer red line restriction, the sub-base had been built directly along the coastline, following the principle of proximity.

Luo Bing grabbed a set of diving equipment and arrived at the beach.

On ordinary days, the beach would be filled with handsome men and beautiful women sunbathing, but today, due to the monster attack, it was completely deserted.

Standing there all by himself, Luo Bing looked somewhat out of place.

After all, while everyone else was busy working, he had run off to go diving.

If his superiors were even slightly strict, he would have been in for a heap of trouble.

Luckily, I'm close with Uncle Luo!

Luo Bing muttered to himself, though he still felt a bit nervous inside.

After all, this was his first time, and he really wanted to be fully prepared.

But the current situation didn't allow for that.

He quickly got everything ready and dove into the sea. Once he felt the water pressure around him, he discarded his equipment.

"I never thought I'd have a day where I turned into light..."

"Well, not exactly light, more like..."

"Godzilla!"

"Appearing in this place will definitely be detected, but I can't worry about that now."

A massive shadow quietly emerged beneath the seabed, appearing like a giant whale circling underwater, but it vanished without a trace just as quickly.

"Beep! Beep! Beep!!!"

A piercing alarm suddenly blared. Unlike the low tolling of a bell, this alarm was so urgent and shrill that it made one's mind go blank the moment they heard it.

General Luo had been staying in the command center, and even under the assault of the shrill alarm, his expression remained unchanged.

He suddenly looked up and reached out to press his earpiece, seemingly confirming something.

"What did you say? You detected the shadow of a giant creature behind the base, suspected to be a monster?"

"Are you sure you aren't joking? What kind of monster could bypass layers of radar scans and only reveal its presence once it reached the rear of the base?"

Even with General Luo's composure, he was momentarily stunned and shaken.

If a monster had truly managed to sneak this close to the base, then the base was as good as finished.

Although the preliminary startup procedures for Wulei had been completed, stopping a monster was by no means an easy task!

As a retired pilot, General Luo knew all too well what kind of miserable state regions that became battlefields for mechs and monsters would end up in!

He let out a sigh of relief after receiving the latest update, his expression softening considerably.

At that same moment, the alarm that had been blaring throughout the base suddenly ceased.

"After a comprehensive re-scan, there are no signs of any giant creatures. Suspected false alarm?"

General Luo muttered to himself. After a brief moment of hesitation, he made his decision:

"Send Wulei out. Have it circle the rear of the base first. If there are no unexpected situations, proceed toward the North Sea to provide reinforcements for Sakura Saber!"

With this move, General Luo was effectively placing the thousands of people in the base in danger.

If there was truly a monster skilled in concealment hiding nearby, then once Wulei left, the base would have no defensive forces remaining.

Yet, compared to the danger, General Luo still made this decision.

Because behind the North Sea battlefield lay a massive city where millions of people lived.

Whereas the area surrounding the Mecha Base was desolate and uninhabited for dozens of miles, offering much greater strategic depth!

On the surface of the sea, if one were to look down from high altitude, they would see a black line cutting through the water like a cruising shark, heading north and kicking up a wake.

If this wake were to reach the coastline, it would be nothing short of a small tsunami.

For creatures the size of ants beneath its feet, even the casual movement of a hundred-meter-tall monster would bring about world-shattering consequences!

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007. The Guardian God Sakura Saber Has Fallen!

On the North Sea battlefield, Sakura Saber stood ten kilometers from the coastline, waiting in silence.

The monster Iron Hammer had been locked onto by satellites and was currently making its way toward this position.

The flagship products of modern technology had been reduced to mere tools for detection, serving as the eyes and ears of the mechs.

After all, compared to those thermal weapons that had already proven ineffective, mechs were what gave humanity a true sense of security.

Inside Sakura Saber, which appeared very quiet to the outside world, things were not nearly as calm.

Nakamura, who should have been in the co-pilot seat, was currently standing at the main pilot position.

He gripped the simulator with both hands, his feet placed on the mech's locomotion interface, which could perfectly replicate the pilot's movements onto the mech.

The higher the Spiritual Connection Index, the better one could adapt to the mech's operations.

The higher the synchronization level with a dedicated mech, the more of that mech's combat power could be unleashed.

This was a chain of logic; when the Spiritual Connection Index was low, the level of control over the mech became a total disaster.

Even walking and maneuvering were problems, let alone fighting monsters in a life-or-death struggle.

Nakamura's Spiritual Connection Index was 95, placing him at the bottom of the ranks among excellent pilots. As manifested in Sakura Saber, his external performance was barely satisfactory.

Before engaging in high-intensity combat, putting on a show was still manageable.

At this moment, Nakamura was in a state of extreme agitation, fueled by his successful seizure of command.

He had long ago discovered that the main pilot, Koizumi Junko, had a weak personality, but he had kept it quiet.

This was because he knew that, based on his own Spiritual Connection Index, it was not enough to convince others that he was qualified to be the main pilot.

He needed an opportunity—an opportunity to present them with a fait accompli!

And this attack by Iron Hammer gave Nakamura the chance he saw.

After entering the cockpit to prepare, he immediately forced Koizumi Junko to relinquish the main pilot's seat, taking her place instead!

Considering that the threat of Iron Hammer was imminent and there were no other pilots available as backups, Koizumi Junko had indeed backed down!

Nakamura's plan was a grand success!

"Hmph! A bunch of rigid old fossils!"

"Once I successfully pilot Sakura Saber to kill Iron Hammer, it will prove that I am a qualified pilot for Sakura Saber. Even if you want me to step down by then, it will be too late!"

"Iron Hammer... just a piece of trash monster defeated by an antique mech like Azure Cutter. How could it possibly be my match!"

Following this, Nakamura's facial expression turned somewhat infatuated as he looked toward the co-pilot seat beside him.

A girl with a delicate face was currently nervously controlling the numerous instruments in her hands, providing support for Nakamura.

"Miss Junko is truly beautiful... I must seize this opportunity. When the time comes, I'll have prestige, I'll have fame, and I'll have become a hero to the public!"

"Then, I'll follow the example of other mech pilots and propose to Miss Junko. It will definitely go well!"

Due to the unique nature of mech pilots, many pilots of large mechs eventually ended up becoming husband and wife.

Luo Bing's parents were a classic example.

The two were pilots of the large-scale mecha Storm Red. They were a typical husband-and-wife pairing, possessing a perfect understanding of one another.

It was said that this mode of husband and wife heading into battle together could better unleash a mecha's combat power.

Of course, this viewpoint lacked factual evidence; at best, it was merely a form of well-wishing.

Koizumi Junko worked hard to calibrate the auxiliary instruments she controlled, her expression somewhat tense.

Previously, she had only fought against monsters in virtual simulations. This was her first real-life combat engagement, so it would be a lie to say she wasn't nervous.

However, what made her heart even more anxious was that Nakamura was currently in control of the Sakura Saber.

Although everything seemed fine on the surface, Junko had noticed that there was indeed a gap between Nakamura's skill level and her own.

She already regretted it now.

But her slightly timid nature prevented her from firmly demanding it back.

Instead, she offered a gentle exhortation:

"Nakamura-kun, your Spiritual Connection Index is 95. You cannot perfectly unleash the combat power of the Sakura Saber. It would be better to leave the control to me."

Yet, to Nakamura, this soft tone sounded more like flirting:

"Rest assured, Miss Junko. It's just a mere Iron Hammer; it's nothing to worry about!"

At this moment, a small island had already begun to loom faintly on the distant coastline. Nakamura's expression turned stern, knowing that the Iron Hammer had arrived.

He dared not be careless, closing his eyes to begin the spiritual synchronization with the Sakura Saber!

The previous external programs were merely simple operations for decompression. To truly unleash the combat power of the Sakura Saber mecha, a deep spiritual synchronization was required!

The moment this synchronization began, trouble arose.

Nakamura had felt quite confident before, but now he only felt the pressure of ten thousand tons crushing down on him, making him deeply experience just how heavy the Sakura Saber mecha truly was.

Koizumi Junko followed closely behind. Her outward performance was much better, and she did not feel as though she was bearing much pressure.

Because both were undergoing deep synchronization with the Sakura Saber, their memories faintly collided, sparking quite a few flashes.

Koizumi Junko also "read" Nakamura's thoughts.

She furrowed her brows, but dealing with the monster was more important for now, so she hurriedly spoke up to remind him:

"Nakamura-kun! The Iron Hammer has already reached us. Please pull yourself together!"

With Koizumi Junko sharing some of the pressure, Nakamura finally regained a bit of clarity.

Koizumi Junko had already begun operating her auxiliary system, firing two missiles to draw Iron Hammer's attention.

The power of modern thermal weapons was far from sufficient to deal with monsters, so they were classified as auxiliary weapons controlled by the co-pilot.

They could still be lethal if they struck weak points like the eyes, but most of the time, they just produced a flash of fire to distract mindless monsters.

Any monster with even a shred of intelligence wouldn't fall for such a trick!

"I understand, Miss Junko!"

Nakamura pulled himself together, preparing to demonstrate his capabilities to the person he had once secretly loved, and now openly adored.

However, the bitter consequences of his insufficient strength were already manifesting!

He reached out his right hand, preparing to draw that thirty-meter-long great Sakura Blade from his back!

That was the very reason the Sakura Saber mech had been given its name!

But his hand moved with agonizing slowness, as sluggish as an elderly person carrying bags up a flight of stairs; it was an absolute struggle.

And Iron Hammer's attack had already arrived!

The seventy-five-meter-long monster performed a rolling maneuver in the sea before leaping up with surprising agility.

Then, lowering its head, it drove its ten-meter-long, giant hammer-shaped skull straight down!

The seemingly clumsy Iron Hammer had executed a highly agile and cunning strike!

It drove its head straight through the body of the Sakura Saber, sending sparks, mechanical parts, and cables showering across the entire sea surface!

The Sakura Saber, the sole designated Guardian God belonging to Sakurajima, had been heavily damaged in a single blow under the control of an incompetent pilot!