Chapter 1130: Chapter 129: Giant Beast (9)
General Stake turned his head and saw a girl slowly standing up from behind a console at the back of the command center.
She was wearing the uniform of a PPDC Mecha Technology Department member, with short pink hair, a petite figure, an alluring face, and a faint smile on her lips.
It was Dawn, the Capini Mech pilot belonging to the European Heavy Industry Group.
Swoosh—
Stake abruptly drew his sidearm from his waist and aimed it at her almost simultaneously,
the security personnel standing in the corner of the command center,
the mecha pilots in tactical suits,
all drew their sidearms, aiming at the pink-haired girl.
"Who are you?"
Stake narrowed his eyes and asked. As a senior commander in charge of the New Port Fortress’s PPDC, he recognized the faces of over a thousand mid-to-high-level personnel there.
He must have some impression of any mecha technology department member qualified to be in the command center.
"We, we come with friendship."
The pink-haired girl smiled, and upon seeing Stake and the others remain unmoved, she somewhat helplessly touched her forehead with her hand and sighed, complaining, "Ah—
After all the trouble of infiltrating and blending in,
it’s all wasted."
She lamented to herself while Stake’s expression remained unchanged,
he slightly tilted his head, and the guards on both sides lifted their guns and immediately approached to arrest Dawn.
Dawn remained motionless, her expression unchanged,
when the guards approached the console,
a black-haired young man with round glasses and a bitter melon face stood up from behind the computer table next to her.
A dark red light flashed in the black-haired youth’s left eye, and without any visible movement,
a harsh noise erupted from the Bluetooth headsets worn by all the guards, halting their advance, their expressions twisted.
Several other PPDC members wearing Bluetooth headsets were also affected,
Newton Geizler, the chief biologist of the PPDC Monster Science Department, dropped his headset as if electrocuted, grimacing as he rubbed his ears, his elbow inadvertently knocking over the coffee on the table,
causing it to spill over the keyboard, sparks and smoke emerging, but luckily it didn’t damage the computer.
In contrast, Stake himself and the mecha pilots standing beside him were completely unaffected—
though their headsets also emitted sharp noise,
a golden light appeared out of thin air on them, minimizing the impact of the noise.
"Can you release an A.T. Force Field without using a mech?"
The black-haired youth, or rather Black Trojan of the Whale Song Organization, froze for a moment,
Dawn beside him glanced up and down at Stake and the others, shaking her head and saying, "No, they are wearing tactical suits. The small monster pineal organ hidden inside the tactical suit,
can release an A.T. Force Field without wearing a mech.
This is likely to prevent the overly precious mech pilots from dying from accidents outside of combat."
"The accidents you mentioned also include assassinations from extreme anti-human organizations and retaliation from a few irrational civilians."
The blonde-haired pilot Chaq Hansen beside Stake coldly said, "Who exactly are you and what is your relationship with that middle-aged man on the screen?"
"..."
Upon hearing the description of a middle-aged man, a strange expression appeared on Black Trojan’s face,
while Dawn sighed, calmly saying, "First of all, the person on the screen is not truly a middle-aged man,
he has slain powerful demons comparable to the deep-sea giant beasts in your world, saving Earth in a sense, and not long ago personally killed an awakened deity.
Secondly, he is our teammate—though judging by his behavior, he completely disregards the fact that this is a team effort,
and never cared about the lives of us teammates..."
Dawn continuously complained,
Black Trojan beside her noticed Stake and the others’ increasingly dark expressions, lightly coughed, reminding his teammate.
"Oh,"
Dawn reacted, tilting her head and saying, "You can call the person on the screen Li Rising, call me Dawn, and this is Black Trojan beside me.
Like the deep-sea giant beasts, we are visitors from a different world,
but while the deep-sea giant beasts are here to destroy you, we are here to destroy them—
Li Rising has just demonstrated his ’sincerity’ and ability to destroy the world,
though the two of us do not match him in individual strength, when it comes to disrupting social order, we possess some capability..."
Dawn nonchalantly patted her chest as if brushing off dust from her collar.
Buzz—
The command center inexplicably echoed with the roar of engines,
spider-web-like cracks appeared in the space behind Dawn,
an immense mechanical metal structure emerged from the void, surrounding Dawn,
swiftly forming into a seven-meter-tall Capini Mech with pink and white paint and exaggerated suction wings.
"So,"
Suddenly, in the command hall, a voice boomed out from the Capini Mech, broadcasting Dawn’s slightly muffled voice, "Let’s skip the unnecessary threats, tests, and haggling, and proceed directly to open negotiations."
"..."
General Stake looked up at this mech, whose style clearly differed from the PPDC-constructed mechas, paused for a moment, and slowly lowered the weapon in his hand.
Other astonished PPDC members followed suit and put down their weapons.
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"Hmm?"
On the highway outside the New Port Fortress, Li Ang raised an eyebrow slightly, feeling a bit strange.
He saw the eight mechas that had rushed out from the fortress suddenly stop and silently retreat to the sides of the road, clearing a path for Li Ang.
Recognizing the situation and giving up resistance,
or had other potential allies made a contribution?
Li Ang wondered briefly in his mind, not paying too much attention, as he holstered his Colt Revolver and strode forward, bypassing the two rows of mechas, heading directly towards the main entrance of the fortress.
Splash, splash.
The waves slammed against the highway’s stone foundations, drenching the barren weeds struggling to grow in the stone cracks.
The searchlights atop the fortress illuminated the path for Li Ang,
accompanied by the sounds of numerous mechanical components turning, rubbing, and colliding.
The massive metal gate, over twenty meters high and capable of withstanding modern gunfire, automatically opened before Li Ang, revealing the interior of the fortress.
It was an extremely spacious semi-elliptical space,
the dome was a grid-shaped skylight,
the ground was made of black metal, covered with yellow and white signs to guide the way.
PPDC staff wearing lightweight uniforms of different colors from various departments ran and walked around with tablet computers and reports,
or drove small vehicles transporting supplies like living necessities, ammunition, and repair tools.
Due to PPDC’s international nature, the staff were of varied ethnic backgrounds, and many non-local faces, including Caucasians and Black individuals, could be seen —
Faced with the alien civilization trying to destroy everything, humanity worldwide had united unprecedentedly, despite having hated and slaughtered each other before.
Li Ang’s arrival disrupted the originally busy rhythm of the PPDC staff,
in this fortress named ’Broken Dome,’ comprising fifty thousand PPDC members responsible for repairing and constructing various mechas, fighting the deep-sea giant beasts,
and handling defense matters related to the deep-sea giant beasts.
They were all busy dealing with the spreading white lichen in New Port City; seeing Li Ang appear, they all stopped their activities, standing in place, not daring to move.
Two rows of fully armed soldiers rushed over from the narrow doors on either side of the main gate but didn’t know what to do, resorting to forming "deterrence" with their guns from a distance.
Li Ang paid no heed to the ordinary people; his gaze swept over the crowd towards the real stars behind them in the ’Broken Dome’ fortress.
Mechas!
Super heavy mechas!
Most of the interior space of the Broken Dome Fortress was divided into six sections,
each section constructed tall, rocket launch pad-like vertical metal structures,
surrounded by scaffolding, tower cranes, and stacked maintenance platforms.
At the center of the maintenance platforms stood the War Machines, symbolizing human wisdom’s pinnacle.
"Storm Red, manufactured by the Northern Industry Manufacturing Factory, assembled in Piling, MARK-4 Fourth Generation Mech, height 76.3 meters, weight 6900 tons, made of titanium alloy, using ’Three Suns’ Horizon Gate Device as the operating system, with ’Midnight 9’ Ring Processing Core, turbo piston-driven.
Pilots, three.
Battles won, seven deep-sea giant beasts."
Li Ang’s mind recalled the data he had previously read through Spiritual Energy, as his gaze dwelled on a super heavy mech painted primarily red.
The mech had a flat head like a searchlight, a notably robust left arm, and two relatively lean right arms,
the tips of each arm had three titanium alloy fingers.
These fingers could rotate at high speed like cutters, shredding anything in their path—including deep-sea giant beasts.
Storm Red stood at the central entrance of the third hangar,
and beside it, in the second, fourth, and fifth hangars, three more heavy mechas were stationed.
They were the Third Generation Mecha "Gypsy Danger" from Alaska, United States,
The First Generation Mecha "Chernobyl Alpha" from Vladivostok, Russia,
The Fifth Generation Mech "Eureka Raider" from Sydney, Australia,
These four mechas all stood over 70 meters high, weighing over 6000 tons,
The oldest yet robust and formidable "Chernobyl Alpha," weighed an astonishing 8900 tons, powered entirely by two nuclear reactors.
"Wow."
Just like the vast majority of teenagers worldwide,
upon seeing these massive humanoid mechas exuding an aggressive, hard metallic aura, Li Ang couldn’t help but express his admiration.
If the other mechas of three, five, ten meters were human soldiers magnified a notch,
then these four super-heavy mechas were truly War Machines.
Squeak—
From the elevator shaft beside the main entrance came the sound of an elevator descending,
A group from the PPDC exited the elevator, looking at Li Ang with caution and respect, "Mr. Li, welcome to your arrival."
