Counterfeit Hero

Move the maintenance arm!

The eyes of the Chakna warriors invariably turned to a short soldier.

The soldier was wearing a tattered military uniform, and his thighs were wrapped in dirty gauze. He was holding an M23 automatic rifle in his hand. Under the tactical helmet is a serious and confused face.

This corporal named Shen Ming is a mechanic in the mecha squad. After all the mechas in the mecha squad were destroyed, he and the other three mechas took their guns to the front of the position. However, he is the only one left now.

Hearing Fatty's words, he also saw the gazes around him, but Shen Ming did not move.

The automatic repair arm is not a terrifying weapon, but for Shen Ming, who is stubborn and somewhat withdrawn and introverted, it is simply more precious than life! He didn't want to hand over his treasure to a fat man whose origin he didn't know.

You know, the reason why mechanics in various countries around the world are classified as a higher-level branch than combat units is because mechanics have many military secrets due to their work needs. And these things that are strictly confidential are in the computer of the maintenance arm!

In Shen Ming's mobile maintenance arm computer, not only the mecha diagrams of [Taihang] are stored, but also the mecha diagrams of twelve models of the Chakna military. Those lines, data, and maintenance manuals are all Class B secrets.

Shen Ming is a very serious, self-disciplined and principled person. He has always strictly enforced the confidentiality regulations and never violated them.

For the entire four years since he became an official mechanic, he has never let his maintenance arm move more than one meter away. Even his parents and girlfriend have never heard him say anything about mechas.

Although his level is not high. Although the ninth-generation mechas in the Republic have been installed on a large scale. The tenth generation mechas also fielded many ace troops. And the mecha pictures stored in his maintenance arm are Yashiro and Yashiro. But. to him. Before getting an explicit order to decrypt it. The rack diagram in the maintenance arm is the secret! It is a secret that must be protected with life!

Don't talk about a major general who doesn't know where he came from. Even if the Lieutenant-General of Feiyang Republic wants him to hand over the maintenance arm, it won't work!

"I'm sorry!" Shen Ming looked at the fat man in front of him seriously and said resolutely: "According to the confidentiality regulations, I cannot give my maintenance arm to you."

The fat man's gaze. It landed on the crook of Shen Ming's right arm. It was a silver-white Chakna [Luban] III-type maintenance arm.

This maintenance arm. Fatty once met Zhang Pengcheng in the Twelve Group Fleet. Also used. Although this kind of maintenance arm looks very thin and light. But the function is very powerful. It is made entirely of ultra-light alloy. A cone-shaped arm guard that looks like an ancient piece of armor. in the upper part of it. There are four hidden telescopic robotic arms. the second half. It has the same four mechanical legs.

As soon as the control switch is turned on, this arm guard will transform into a guy with teeth and claws. Its mechanical legs can form a strong support on the ground. Can also move alternately. Its four mechanical arms are as thin as bamboo poles. Can easily pick up parts weighing up to five tons each. And the robot hand at the end of the arm. Not only can it be completed. Tighten the nuts and other tasks. It can also perform nanoscale micro-operations on the most precise electronic boards.

"Give me your robotic arm!" Fatty didn't have time to talk nonsense and simply stretched out his hand: "You can delete everything in the computer except the basic programs!"

There was a "buzz" sound, and there was an uproar on the battlefield. The fat man's words made everyone present feel confused.

This is an era of mechas. Even ignorant people know some basic common sense about mechas. The mecha's dense spider web lines and complex and precise mechanical components are all accurately calculated and operated based on the drawings by the maintenance arm's computer. Without the mecha map, the robotic arm would be at a loss. Could it be that this fat man could still complete the repair of the mecha with just one pair of hands?

"Give it to him." Nash looked at the fat man with a complex expression and nodded to Shen Ming.

This time, Shen Ming was not late. He smiled coldly and directly removed the storage device that stored the mecha map, took off the mechanical arm and gave it to the fat man.

The fat man also came over with a sneer.

I’ll let you know soon, Lord Ma has three eyes!

The Chakna warriors who saw Fatty taking over Shen Ming's maintenance arm field were a little disapproving.

Shen Ming is an excellent mechanic. Even he couldn't repair the mecha. How could this fat man repair it with a repair arm that didn't have a mecha diagram? Besides, this [Taihang] is really too broken.

Not to mention that the fat man in front of me, who seemed a little out of touch, was a master mechanic. I'm afraid he could only spit and draw circles and watch as he was unable to do anything.

"You're all stupid!" A second lieutenant curled his lips and turned around to glare: "Are you standing here waiting for the shells to arrive? Just spread out, everyone!"

"What does this fat man want to do?" A Chakna warrior turned around with a grunt and touched another warrior next to him with his elbow: "Even the energy cannon has been destroyed, even if it can be repaired to move and fire, What does it do?”

"Who knows?" Another soldier shrugged and said with a bad smile: "There are always some fools in this world. Do you think everyone is as smart as us?!"

"Silly?!" A machine gunner threw away the rag he had used to clean his gun and sneered. While taking out the standard energy block from the energy box and filling it into the ammunition magazine, he pouted at the bandit soldiers beside him and sneered: "I don't know how smart I am! There are twenty or thirty fucking minutes left. Find someone to repair the mecha." work, nestled in a five-meter-deep mecha trench, waiting for us to

Life. How many more fucking people are you going to find for me like this? "

Several Chakna soldiers looked back and saw a group of miscellaneous soldiers holding their guns crookedly and with calm expressions on their faces, and they couldn't help but feel angry. They each snorted coldly, turned around, slipped through the traffic trench, and ran towards the hidden trench. The war has been fought like this, and no one can hope to return alive. These bastards in blue uniforms, who are so petty when they are about to die, deserve to die!

The Chakna soldiers dispersed. Those who did not move were Nash, Sun Ping, Feng Laosi, Jonathan and Shen Ming.

Although the first four people were full of expectations, they were vaguely expecting something in their hearts. Shen Ming, on the other hand, squatted aside with his hands in his sleeves, watching coldly. He wanted to see what kind of show this fat man wanted to put on with a maintenance arm without drawings and data.

The fat man clasped the maintenance arm on his right forearm and turned on the switch. Seeing the green light for the maintenance arm to start turning on, the three bandit mechanics who had seen Fatty's control skills were concentrating and holding their breath, not daring to say a word. A pair of expectant eyes, shining. .

The fat man took a deep breath and moved the five fingers of his right hand slightly.

The movable cover of the mechanical arm slid open with a "sizzling" sound, and the four mechanical arms suddenly popped out of the mechanical arm. Like the tentacles of an octopus, it probes for holes in the mecha's body with great flexibility.

Electric sparks flew and Shen Ming stood up suddenly!

The fat man’s left hand jumped on the robotic arm computer keyboard. A series of criss-crossing lines and data appeared on the small screen of the maintenance arm. The flying mechanical arms transform into phantoms that dazzle people.

Looking at this scene, Nash and others seemed to see Medusa's face, and they were all petrified.

"Grand Master Mechanic" a lost voice rang in their ears. Everyone turned around, only to find that Shen Ming had already straightened his eyes, his face was flushed, and he was mumbling nervously.

The transmission assembly in the hole in the mecha's belly was opened by two mechanical arms. The other two mechanical arms pressed lightly and fixed the gear set that was about to jump out in place. Immediately afterwards, the manipulator at the front of the robotic arm gently moved, clicked, welded, and riveted for a while. As the last nut was tightened, the entire transmission assembly was completely new.

Next, Fatty's robotic arm turned to the kinetic energy storage device on the mecha's chest. Without the slightest hesitation, the mechanical arm moved so fast that only the phantom could be seen. It took out the parts or electrical boards from the holes one by one, repaired them, and then placed them in one by one. The chaotic lines became clear and orderly in the hands of the flexible manipulator.

The eyes of everyone present were following the fat man's hand.

No one can describe the shock and throbbing of these Chakna people at this moment. Because of Fatty’s incredible control and because of Shen Ming’s dry and shocking words of “Grand Master Mechanic”!

In this world, there are tens of thousands of mechanics who can become masters. There are only a few hundred people who can become master-level mechanics. Those are the treasures of all countries, and they are treasures kept in the secret research institutions of military academies! No one expected that there was one squatting in this mecha trench that was scorched black by bombs!

Shen Ming never lies. And never make judgments easily. His obsession and persistence with machinery, as well as the deep-rooted seriousness and stubbornness in his character, all determine the weight of every word he speaks!

In this world, no one knows Shen Ming better than Nash and the others. Right is right and wrong is wrong. In Shen Ming's dictionary, there is never any compromise! This is the nature of a technician, who has already refined iron into steel.

Shen Ming looked at the maintenance arm in the fat man's hand with fascination. This silver-white guy was once so familiar to him. But now, this [Luban] No. iii has come to life. It was the fat man who gave it life.

Before this, he had repaired transmission assemblies and kinetic energy storage devices hundreds of times, and he had always believed that his skills were among the best among the mecha squads and even the entire regiment's mechanics. But today, as a machinist, my professional pride has been severely shattered by everything in front of me!

If it took Fatty less than three minutes to repair a transmission assembly that was not too damaged, and Shen Ming was still able to accept it, then the kinetic energy storage device, which was originally extremely sophisticated, had to be damaged after hundreds of damage. Forty out of 10 cases, the fat man repaired it within five minutes, which simply made him unable to believe his eyes. What made him even more unbelievable was that all of this was done without drawings for the maintenance arm.

Shen Ming clutched the storage device in his hand tightly, like a hot coal! A feeling of invincible shame mixed with the excited blood rushed straight to the top of his head.

Fatty concentrated on repairing the mecha.

This is not the first mecha he has repaired, nor is it the best one, but to him, this is definitely the most important one! The lives of everyone on this position depend on this mecha. The moment he saw the mecha, he knew that if he wanted to survive, he had to use all his skills!

His movements are so beautiful, just like a chef undressing an ox, flowing smoothly. The damaged parts of the mecha are healing at a speed that is almost visible to the naked eye.

Everyone's heartbeats are accelerating crazily!

Everyone knows what a master-level mechanic means to this position - this may very well be a glimmer of hope! At least, next time Jay

When that mecha rushes into position, everyone may have a chance to kill it. The mecha's communication device may be able to contact the regiment headquarters. Or perhaps, reinforcements will have arrived before the next Jiepen people attack!

There was silence in the mecha trench. The fat man quickly repaired the ball valve of the kinetic energy storage accelerator device using a dense-point spiral connection method. He glanced at the mecha tool box and raised his head: "Missing parts!"

"Parts?!" Nash jumped up as if waking up from a dream: "What parts do you want?"

"Half-moon crankshaft No. 6 gear, two explosion-proof rubber sealing rings, a three-millimeter gasket, four 6.5 energy valves, if you don't have one, you can use a 7.5 one. I'll change the pipe to a No. 4 manifold." Fatty Fei Quickly report the name of the part.

Almost immediately, Shen Ming rushed towards the bomb shelter where spare parts were stacked. Several bandit mechanics in blue uniforms rushed towards the scattered parts and wreckage around the position.

"The No. 4 manifold is here!" A mechanic frantically dragged and dragged on a piece of mecha wreckage.

"Half-moon crankshaft!" Another mechanic directly brought a whole piece of part.

"Gear No. 6, sealing ring, gasket!" Shen Ming desperately dragged a storage box out of the hole and squirmed in the mud, kicking his feet on the ground.

The Nash people also joined the ranks of collecting parts. Although they didn't recognize many things, this didn't stop them from gathering all the parts and debris within their sight into the mecha trenches.

As the repair work progresses, the materials Fatty needs become increasingly weird. Among them, there are not only parts disassembled from the wreckage of other [Taihang], but also parts disassembled from the wreckage of the Jipeng [Fushan] mecha.

Shen Ming couldn't think anymore. Even though it was a complete subversion of the mecha maintenance manual he had followed as a Bible for four years, he never thought about why! Now he is just busy collecting all the parts Fatty needs. Then, watch these completely different standard parts being put together smoothly by the fat man in front of you!

Only mechanics will know what this fat man's technique means - it is no longer the category of maintenance skills, it is an art! An art that can only be possessed by master mechanics! .

Taihang] The damage to the chest was repaired, and the damage to the lower abdomen was covered with external armor. The broken mechanical arm was equipped with a simple shield connected by external armor. The intertwined maintenance arms of the broken mechanical legs were being fixed, getting longer and longer, and finally turned into a weird, pieced-together mechanical leg.

Twenty minutes later, the fat man's flowing movements stopped. With a gentle clasp of his five fingers, the automatic repair arm retracted its arms and legs and turned into a silent arm protector again. It was extremely gentle on the fat man's arm, as if nothing had happened.

The trench was quiet, everyone was panting, looking at the unrecognizable mecha in front of them with such intoxication.

The weird body, the weird mechanical legs, the casing full of patches, and even part of the weird movement. Because he couldn't find suitable parts, the fat man forcibly modified it and moved it outside the casing.

No one knows whether this is a miracle or a farce!

"Fat man!" A little kid's voice came from the mecha cockpit: "Come and see!"

The fat man standing on the mecha trembled with his fat face, and quickly got into the cockpit like a groundhog. Nash and others outside the mecha ignored him and felt a chill in their hearts. Listening to the little boy's cry, it was obvious that something was wrong. Seeing that Jie Peng has already assembled at the foot of the mountain, and the attack time is only counted in minutes and seconds, this weird piece of mecha is just a useless joke after all.

"Lieutenant Nash," the fat man's trembling voice came from the mecha: "Come on!"

There was no room to squeeze into the cockpit, so Nash could only climb onto the mecha and stick his head into the cockpit. In the cockpit, two fat men, one big and one small, were staring at the console screen with pale faces.

Nash turned his head, and a real-life terrain map appeared in front of him.

On the topographic map, red light spots were surging one after another. Countless data and coordinates are scrolling rapidly on the left side of the screen. Instructions continued to appear on the rectangular subtitle screen at the bottom of the screen.

In an instant, Nash seemed to have been hit with a sap, and stars were shining in his eyes.

"Jie Pen's Skynet?!" His voice trembled, like a chicken that had its neck strangled, struggling with its last strength. Everything that appeared in front of him was completely beyond his imagination.

What kind of monsters are these two fat men? !

"Nonsense!" The kid was furious: "I'm not letting you see this, I'm letting you see the diagram. We are surrounded. ***, we are surrounded! We can't escape. What the fuck are you doing? The position has been abandoned long ago!”

As soon as Wubai finished speaking, there was a loud "Boom!" and the entire position trembled violently.

The soil was lifted up into the sky like water splashes. .