“The cold wave seems to be getting stronger.” The soldier in the mecha cabin suddenly said.
Commander: “.…..My mecha is not broken, right?” He didn’t think there was a problem with the constant temperature system of the mecha cabin.
“Years of experience tell me that this year’s cold wave is stronger than in previous years.” The soldier is certain, he hates the cold and is particularly sensitive to any drops in temperature.
The commander had formed a small team with the soldier, knowing that he would not say such words casually, he shouted to Wei San who was squatting on the finishing platform: “The cold wave may still be getting stronger.”
“Wait a moment.” Wei San controlled the mecha to dig out the equipment under the platform with her bare hands.
The conductor looked at the opened platform: “.…..What are you doing?”
“I’m trying to see if we can fix the broadcast.” Wei San jumped out of the mecha and entered under the platform, regardless of how cold it was outside.
Under the platform was the organizer’s communication transmitter and energy source. Usually, once they raise the flag, it can be instantly sensed underneath. After that, all aircraft waiting at the high altitudes will receive a display notification, spreading the broadcast of the finish line to the entire competition venue.
The soldier in the mecha cabin saw Wei San jumping out through the window. He couldn’t help but hiss and covered one eye: “She’s really thick-skinned.”
Wei San jumped down, opened the device casing, and plucked the wires inside.
There were threads of five colors inside, all frozen with ice. Wei San looked at them for a long time and then went back to get the tools. Fortunately, when she helped to modify the school team’s mecha, she still kept some tools in the combat readiness bag.
She came over with the tools and found that the moment she turned around, the disassembled machine was covered with a thick layer of ice. Get full chapters from 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹⟡𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⟡𝙣𝙚𝙩
At this time, Wei San remembered that she saw Ying Xingjue’s ability in the live replay of the Guyu race track. If there was someone next to her who could sense the materialization, it would be much easier to repair the instrument. She looked at the lines that were still freezing, and finally decided to pry open the most critical instrument inside, grabbed the energy block next to it, directly picked up the equipment underneath and stuffed it into the mecha.
The commander and soldier inside the mecha cabin: “.…..” What a good guy! Her set of movements could only be called as smooth as floating clouds and flowing water.
“You guys should discuss where to go first, give me ten minutes.” As soon as Wei San entered the mecha, she started tinkering away.
This kind of broadcast sensing device was much simpler than the mecha. Wei San can almost understand the structure and function after observing it for a while.
Commander: “We are at the end point. Taking this as the center of the circle, we still have a long way to go before the exit.” The premise is that they don’t head in the wrong way.
The end point and the exit are not close, so every time they arrive at the end point, an aircraft will come to pick them up.
Wei San cleaned up the broken ice in the equipment, connected the line representing Sadu star, and the instrument suddenly lit up.
“Okay.” Wei San stood up, “I’ll give it a try.”
She pulled the device over and connected the yellow cord to her mecha.
A familiar voice suddenly sounded within twenty meters of the finish line: [Congratulations to Damocles for successfully reaching the finish line, congratulations to Damocles.…..]
Commander: “……” Does it have to be so ceremonial?
Wei San listened for a while and said a little regretfully: “It’s a little too bad. The announcement was not heard throughout the stadium.”
Commander: “During the cold wave, the equipment at fixed points should also be broken. Communication signals at high altitudes cannot be connected, and it is impossible to broadcast broadcasts simultaneously.”
“That’s alright.” Wei San turned to look at the broadcast that was still playing, “There are many energy blocks, let’s let them pass all the way to the exit. They must admit that the champion of this competition is Damocles Military Academy. “
Playing this only consumes energy blocks and does not occupy the mecha’s energy.
The commander and soldier in the mecha cabin led the way resignedly, while Wei San walked behind. Every minute, congratulations can be heard from her side.
They broadcasted all the way.
Ever since the establishment of the Damocles Military Academy, there have not been so many congratulations in total.