Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don't Call Me a Demon!-Chapter 560 - 351 The Pride of the Savage
Chapter 560: Chapter 351: The Pride of the Savage
Chapter 560: Chapter 351: The Pride of the Savage
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About the opened tarpaulin, an array of cold war machines came to life.
Eight long legs stretched out and stepped down effortlessly from the train, their upper bodies dotted with gun barrels, with more than a dozen guns, as well as a cannon that was 10.5 meters long and had an impressive caliber of 203 millimeters.
One by one, the Spider Main Battle Mecha disembarked from the train, a perfect fusion of metal and biology, standing twelve meters tall. Vargas and Song Ziming felt a shadow loom over them, needing to tilt their heads back to take in the full view.
The innate fear of humans toward colossal creations made them instantly understand why the Spider Main Battle Mecha garnered such imposing renown, hailed as the revolution of modern heavy carriers, replacing tanks as the new kings of ground warfare.
“The Spider Main Battle Mecha, this little beauty is just too beautiful! Look at those bristling gun systems and the icy, thick armor. It’s simply an incredible killing machine.”
Vargas was enraptured, looking at the Spider Main Battle Mecha with more warmth than he would for a beauty, and almost lost himself to the urge to touch its metal long legs, regardless of his status.
“You call this a little beauty?”
Song Ziming’s mouth twitched, as to him, comparing the Spider Main Battle Mecha to humans was like comparing the white-browed spider to ants.
Humans seemed especially tiny and fragile in front of it, and without even using weapons, its combat full weight of hundreds of tons could crush a human into a meat mush with one stomp.
“Isn’t it so? Such a war machine, so perfect, so beautiful, so majestic!”
Vargas declared with utmost certainty, causing Song Ziming to shake his head and chuckle.
Then, Vargas really did touch it. Unable to control himself, he laid a hand on one of the Spider Main Battle Mecha’s metal long legs.
“Fantastic, this is the Mecha we want.”
Vargas gave a thumbs up, full of admiration.
At the same time, the Spider Mecha lifted its foot, and the hatch opened, as a figure poked out. It was Hao Guyu from the First Mecha Combat Brigade, calling out to Vargas.
“Hey, Maozi, be careful not to get stepped on.”
Hao Guyu piloted his own A-180 Mecha, now looking like it was brand new, its interior meat tumor having restored itself after replenishment with Spiritual Liquid.
Due to standardized modular design of the external armor, like fitting tiles, replacing it was also very convenient.
All that was needed was to remove the damaged armor plates, and then place the new armor plates onto the Spider Mecha with a crane.
The meat tumor inside the Mecha would automatically retract and excrete a special adhesive fluid to fit the armor plate into place, relying on the meat tumor’s properties to fill gaps without the need for any welding or riveting, thus attaining formidable sturdiness.
Therefore, after a brief rest and targeted modifications in the rear, Hao Guyu returned to the frontline once again.
“Brother, your Mecha is too pretty. How about I treat you to a drink? I’ll bring out my cherished fine liquor, and you let me pilot your Mecha, how about that?”
Vargas was very forward, speaking fluent Chan Country language and keen to pilot a Mecha right upon meeting.
Song Ziming felt a touch embarrassed, but that’s just how straightforward the Maozi are.
“You? Ordinary people like you couldn’t handle such a Big Mecha, even just walking would be hard.”
“Don’t judge by my looks. I was also a gaming ace when I was young. I can operate multiple lines too. Don’t believe me? Let’s bet. We’ll drink. If I drink you under the table, you let me pilot the Mecha, deal?”
“Drunk me, haha, amusing! Come find me after this war is over. If you win, I’ll let you pilot it.”
Hao Guyu couldn’t help but grin, agreeing without hesitation. A Genetic Warrior afraid of competing in drinking? Ridiculous, there’s no way he could lose.
“Colonel Vargas, Colonel Song.”
Captain Hao Guang from the First Mechanical Combat Brigade came over upon hearing the commotion.
“Captain Hao, I just made a bet with your subordinate. If I win our drinking contest, I get to pilot a Mecha, you’d better bear witness to this.”
Vargas was excited, clamoring as soon as he arrived.
Hao Guang glanced at his son, then smiled and said, “No problem. Mr. Vargas is our honored guest. The friendship between Chan Country and Bear Country is long and profound. If you want to pilot the Spider Mecha, we will accommodate you later.”
However, Hao Guang inwardly sighed, considering the Maozi tradition, hoping the other wouldn’t get drunk on two bottles of vodka, then attempt to drunkenly operate the Mecha.
“Ahem, this Mecha…”
Song Ziming let out a couple of coughs, seeming to hold something back.
As a military observer, he was also extremely fond of various new equipment. If he could take the Spider Main Battle Mecha for a spin, his trip would not have been in vain.
“Colonel Song, you can also try if you’re interested.”
Hao Guang said invitingly, knowing the Spider Main Battle Mecha wouldn’t reveal any secrets. The neural link control used alone was enough to drive the world’s researchers to tear their hair out.
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“Then I appreciate it.”
Song Ziming said gratefully, his eyes lighting up with excitement.
As they chatted, more and more trains slowed to a stop, and a steady stream of Spider Main Battle Mecha continued to disembark.
“There are too many of them. This is more than just one Mechanical Combat Brigade, and those are…”
Song Ziming snapped back to reality, suddenly spotting the issue.
The number of Spider Main Battle Mecha disembarking from the train had already reached three hundred and was still increasing.
Moreover, Song Ziming noticed differences in some of the later arriving Spider Main Battle Mecha.
Although they also had eight metallic long legs, their upper bodies were completely different.
