Mecha First "Stand"

"Mu Fan, Mu Fan are you there?" The Level 1 room was full of oddities, so Fatty decided to ignore those two big idiots and started calling out to Mu Fan in the team communication channel.

"Here!" Mu Fan said it, but he only answered from inside the cockpit. It couldn't be heard in the team channel because he really didn't know how to send voice messages.

"Mu Fan, where are you? Where are you?" Fatty asked several times but received no answer.

"Stop howling, hurry up and go to B." Those two oddities started cursing again.

Fatty had already muted them in the voice channel. He glanced at the map, and his professional Silver 1 Star God's tactical awareness made him decide to go to point B.

He would deal with Mu Fan later; if he kept asking, they would really be wiped out by the enemy.

Looking down from the air, in this irregular rocky area, point A was in the eight o'clock direction, point B was in the four o'clock direction, and Mu Fan's mecha was in the innermost part of the six o'clock direction.

This map was very small, but because it was a first-generation mecha battle room, the mechas everyone piloted had very low mobility. This caused the battles that broke out in this relatively confined space to be exceptionally exciting.

This was a map simulating an encounter on the edge of a city. Fatty was currently piloting the Raider I-Gen · Modified. This was a first-generation mecha in the real-type series that was sold directly for Star Coins. The word "Modified" meant that its mobility and defense were increased by 5 percentage points.

Raider I-Gen · Modified

Real-type mecha, the first-generation mecha used on the ground before humans broke through the atmosphere. It was a military standard mecha with an expanded cockpit in the chest and high-strength alloy protection in key areas. Its weight was balanced, and its design focused on mobility and defense. Its weapons were the military's first-generation standard weapons. Due to its durable and sturdy construction, it is still active on some planets in the Federation and is used by civilian armed forces.

Height: 5.14m

Weight: 8.15t

Category: Military First-Generation Mecha

Maximum Running Speed: 55km/h

Weapons: Twin 128mm grenade launchers, 60mm Gatling gun, high-strength dagger, military alloy saber.

Engine: First-generation nuclear power cabin.

Auxiliary Devices: Emergency power cabin, first-generation engine overload device (10% fluctuation).

System Rating: F-class long-range, FAA-class defense (Modified), E-class melee (Modified), F-class mobility.

Fatty had bought multiple star mechas from the 1st to 6th generations that could only be purchased with Star Coins, and he had spent a fortune upgrading and modifying all of them into the corresponding "Modified" models. What was called being prepared? What was called being rich and powerful? What was called being professional?

This was our Luoqie Star Fuwen Conglomerate's—Young Master Harry!

At this moment, Little Fatty Harry, piloting the Raider I-Gen · Modified, made a leap, jumping from the wreckage of the spaceship to behind a giant rock, instantly performing a perfect transition action—crawling, lying prone and still!

Fatty brother lay on the ground, yes, and then shouted loudly in the voice channel: "Enemy found at point B!! Attacking now, A point quickly provide suppressing fire."

Then Fatty saw the two oddball teammates at point A on the map, and they charged out.

Fatty muttered to himself, "One, two, three, four, that's about right," and silently unmuted the voice channel for those two oddities again.

The cockpit receiver picked up the sound of gunfire erupting three kilometers away. The voice channel was noisy for a while, and then a fierce barrage of curses erupted. Fatty's mecha was lying on the ground, and coupled with the layered and uneven terrain and broken rocks, he could only imagine the scene of the firefight through the sounds.

Green team's "McConaughey Artillery King" was killed.

Red team's "Mathiled" was killed.

"That Lemon Balloon, I'll blow you away." The two mechas charged out after hearing Fatty's words, but in reality, Fatty's green dot at point B only jumped once and then didn't move at all.

The two encountered the enemy mecha that was camping their base. After forcefully taking down one person, only one half-dead one retreated behind the broken rocks. Damn it, they were ambushed by that guy at point A.

"You piece of trash!" The first teammate who sacrificed himself could no longer use team voice chat. The remaining guy whose mecha was half-destroyed had already exposed his position, and it was only a matter of minutes before he was focused down by the enemy. At this moment, he was just continuously cursing in the team chat.

What was Fatty doing at this time?

Listening to his teammate's exasperated voice, he chuckled, "That's what you get for insulting me." He flipped switches 4 and 6, activating the active search radar, and found the target!

Fatty's Raider leaped up from the ground in a single stride, activating engine overload by 10%, instantly completing an acceleration from static to dynamic. He ran and jumped onto a lower rock. Just kidding, Fatty's skill at ambushing people could definitely earn him two more stars!

Two enemy mechas, one yellow and one black, appeared on the combat screen, stealthily approaching point A.

Fatty leaned against a large upright rock and pulled out the double-barreled grenade launcher from his back.

System search radar calibrated, locked on!

"Not good!" An ear-piercing alarm instantly sounded inside the cockpits of the two mechas. This meant the mechas had been locked onto by weapons. Quickly evade!

Unfortunately, from detection to reaction to evasion, it was already too late for the people in this Level 1 room. The mechas couldn't react as quickly as if they were extensions of their bodies. With a "bang bang," a puff of white smoke rose. The heavy warheads, carrying immense kinetic energy, fiercely tore through the back armor of the yellow mecha, exploding! The second shell even penetrated the mecha's back, sending it flying several meters.

Red team's "Koliselik" was killed. "Lemon Balloon" obtained a one-hit kill medal.

"Damn it," this sentence was simultaneously uttered from the cockpits of the half-dead friendly mecha and the enemy black mecha.

Quickly hide! Fatty knew this wasn't the time to show off his presence. With a non-standard roll, the mecha tumbled down from the broken rocks like a ball.

"You bunch of scumbags," Fatty's voice sounded in the cockpit again. This time, Fatty was using the all-channel chat.

The enemy and his teammates cursed simultaneously. This guy's words had a hidden meaning.

Speaking of which, piloting this first-generation mecha was really uncomfortable. The reactions in all aspects were too delayed. In the cockpit, Fatty had used Star Coins to modify a hand synchronization controller, changing from full mechanical operation to semi-intelligent hand synchronization. However, this was as far as he could modify it. Any further would be considered cheating.

"Not good, someone on the other side is ambushing us." Two red dots instantly appeared on the combat map, bypassing Fatty and even without alarming him, they killed two teammates about a kilometer to Fatty's right rear.

"Fire support! Fire support! Artillery fire here, coordinates 33, 47, hurry!" The team channel instantly became chaotic. The elation Fatty had felt from his kill hadn't lasted long before it completely dissipated.

Where's that Lemon Balloon from just now? Hurry up and get here, we can't hold on!

Fatty's brows furrowed into a knot. Why was winning so difficult? A bunch of pig teammates.

Suddenly, another startled cry came from the team channel, "Holy crap, what the hell is this? Is it a museum specimen? How can we have something like this on our team! Can this thing even fight? System, if you're going to screw us over, just say so."

The EH01 Type stood there quietly. From a distance... from a distance, it looked like a mecha that had starved to death after taking off its clothes, leaving only a skeleton. Its entire body was a matte white, and it remained motionless.

A team member piloting a Wolf Walker beast-type mecha retreated to the six o'clock direction on the map while dodging enemy fire, and then looked up to see Mu Fan's mecha standing there.

"System identification, First Generation Mecha EH01 Type First Generation Humanoid General Purpose Heavy Machine." This guy shared his identification information in the combat channel.

Instantly, a cold wind seemed to blow through everyone's cockpits. This seemed to be an antique that only existed in textbooks. Wasn't the lowest level on the PO Battle Network the first-generation mecha? What was going on with this intruding first-generation mecha?

"..."

There was a complete silence for three seconds.

"That guy, can you tell us how you got this mecha?"

No one answered.

"Hey, don't play dead. If you're not going to talk, then at least move and fight."

That large white skeleton frame still stood there, displaying the demeanor of a Grandmaster.

At this moment, when Fatty saw the ID "Egg Lord," a million Highland yaks seemed to stampede through his heart.

Our young master Harry couldn't see what was happening inside the skeleton's cockpit. At this moment, Mu Fan was completely at a loss facing the pile of buttons in front of him. Hearing the noise in the cockpit, he was also full of helplessness, but he didn't even know which button to press to connect the voice channel to explain.

Today was truly embarrassing. Was his first mecha battle going to end standing still like this...?

The combat screen showed the beast-shaped mecha in front of him being blown up by two intersecting streams of fire from behind.

Then, two earth-yellow enemy mechas walked out from behind, approaching him with surprise and uncertainty. They were probably also stunned by this bizarre mecha.

PS: Thanks to book friend Remnant★Xue Wuhen588AA100 for the reward!