Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva-Chapter 689 - 294: Perilous Mecha Combat_2

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And as the Magic Power core within the Mecha revved up to its peak, he began to feel a faint throbbing pain in his chest. Although he felt immensely powerful at this moment, there was also a sense of fragile danger, as if a toddler were wielding a thousand-pound hammer—mighty, yet one careless move could bring it crashing down on himself.

"How do you feel now? Are you experiencing any dizziness or difficulty breathing, any unusual sensations of oppression or pain in the chest?" the technician outside the Mecha communicated with Qiao Long.

"Not bad, other than a bit of throbbing pain in my chest."

"That's normal. It's because you have to control not only the Magic Power within your body but also the flow of Magic Power throughout the entire Mecha. The load is tremendous, and since you don't know any piloting techniques at the beginning, you can only brute force it."

"If it were a trained pilot, they could use many methods to increase their own and the Mecha's adaptability, and flexibly control it, which would significantly reduce the difficulty of operation, and it wouldn't feel so burdensome."

"But we don't have that time now. Start moving. I'll give you 15 seconds to get used to it; then I'll open the transport elevator beside us and send you to the floor where the battle is taking place. Xu Da is barely holding on."

"Grip the control stick tightly. Imagine yourself taking a step forward. The neuro-sensory device within the Mecha and the AI will coordinate with your actions."

"Remember to discard any stray thoughts, so the neuro-sensory device can correctly interpret your intentions. If you can get past this step, then this operation will be more than half a success."

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"I'll try." Qiao Long closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened his eyes.

The Mecha moved slightly and stumbled forward before collapsing, only to be automatically corrected midway.

"No worries. Try again. This shouldn't be difficult for you." Despite knowing that the difficulty was extremely high for a first-time pilot, the technician had no room to retreat or give up; he could only encourage the only available pilot before him.

Afterward, the Mecha slowly took another step forward, and then its legs heavily landed on the ground with a resounding clang.

15 seconds flashed by, and seeing that he had begun to master moving forward, the technician no longer urged him on but instead opened the elevator on one side, allowing the Mecha to approach. Then, clamps on the elevator secured the Mecha, which began to climb upwards.

Within the base where the battle was raging, silver-painted Autonomous Units with quad-rotors whirled about, their built-in guns firing non-stop, shooting at personnel running throughout the base, while armed personnel used various weapons to fight back from corners, steadily bringing down the Autonomous Combat Units deployed by the mercenaries.

"Ding ding ding—" The dense spray of bullets streaked across, pitting and puncturing the steel floor before being struck by a suddenly emerging white Mecha, which collapsed haphazardly, its propellers twisted.

Observing his surroundings, Qiao Long felt the sensations around his body, as if he were under the delusion of becoming a giant, sensing everything the Mecha could feel.

"Yes, the Phantom Crystal Mist is also embedded in the cockpit of the Mecha to simulate touch, sound, and temperature changes, making information input more efficient." Relying solely on visual information for battlefield awareness was incomplete and not efficient enough.

"Compared to the Phantom Crystal Mist used in immersive movies, the version in the cockpit is of a higher Rank and would also block some overly intense sensations, such as severe heat and impacts."

"See the passageway on your right with the flashing light? Take the Mecha over there. Xu Da and the enemy are engaged in combat inside. Pull out the Light Saber at your waist, and prepare to strike hard from behind, try to hold the enemy back, and create an opportunity for Xu Da."

"Understood."

Qiao Long pushed the control stick, and the Mecha swiftly moved, almost charging into the passageway by ramming and then rolling into the interior due to lost balance.

This sudden entry startled both sides of the engagement. The Mech Pilots of the mercenary Mecha approaching Xu Da were shocked, their movements slightly altered, failing to stab the cockpit of Xu Da's Mecha with their Beam Swords, instead passing through the shoulder.

"Quick, do it again!" Urgent shouts came from another mercenary Mecha that had pinned Xu Da's Mecha arm.

"You don't need to remind me!"

Even with Qiao Long's Mecha clumsily approaching from behind, the two mercenary Mecha inside still kept their cool, poised to dismember Xu Da's Mecha first.

Seeing this, Xu Da also struggled with his Mecha, first twisting his arm off, then rotating the upper body of his Mecha to angle the Laser Machine Gun on the shoulder for shooting.

Whoosh—

A whistling blue beam shot out, penetrating the head of the mercenary Mecha, but was quickly grabbed by the mercenary's Mecha, which seized the Laser Machine Gun tube and took control.

"Die."

The headless mercenary Mecha once again raised its Beam Sword and thrust it toward the cockpit of Xu Da's Mecha, the bright glow in the field of vision suddenly expanding, causing Xu Da inside to involuntarily close his eyes.

Then the Beam Sword bore into the front armor of the cockpit, melting and sparking furiously, but then another Light Saber pierced from behind the mercenary Mecha, impaling it.

Unlike a standard Mecha's solid Defense, the mercenary Mecha had particularly weak protection on its back, and such a Sword Stab was almost instantaneously capable of penetrating the defensive layer, thereafter burning and piercing through the entire cockpit.

After enduring the anticipated death and pain for several seconds with his eyes shut, Xu Da opened his eyes to see the Sword above him gradually losing its Magic Power, dimming and extinguishing. He quickly turned to see the fallen mercenary Mecha in front of him, its back riddled with charred, torn holes.