Master of Kaidan
Chapter 355: Mecha Combat Elements - Arm Continuation

Chapter 355: Chapter 355: Mecha Combat Elements - Arm Continuation

"Can it be done?" Victor glared at his eyes and didn’t answer Yelo. Instead, he quickly typed on the keyboard, pulling up a previous playback — but it was not the drone monitoring, but the cockpit view —

"Exactly! I knew it!"

Listening to Victor’s exclamation, Yelo immediately leaned over:

"What, what?"

"That arm wasn’t ripped off, it was tactically disassembled." Victor pointed at the operating screen that displayed the damage ratio of the Mecha:

"I know you don’t understand this. You just need to know that he deliberately made a wrong move when he saw the missile approaching, causing the wrist interface of the left arm and the Tactical Dagger to jam."

"Does this have any meaning? Or was it a mistake?" Yelo, not a professional, as a game commentator, didn’t understand the significance of this move.

Victor shook his head vigorously:

"The Shield of George’s electronic warfare capabilities aren’t even as good as many of the 5th generation, but it has become the most popular 6th generation mecha on the market right now. Its greatest feature is its modular design which makes it much easier to change damaged parts or switch equipment according to the battlefield environment than other mecha bodies. It’s not that other manufacturers don’t want to be modular, it’s just that so far, only Constantin Company can solve the precision loss problem with modularization... Ah, thanks to the Constantin design department for the reward!"

"So?" Watching his partner who seemed to have hit the jackpot, Yelo, somewhat speechless, rolled his eyes and Victor could only spread his hands:

"Modularity means it’s constantly ready to be disassembled, like building blocks. The classic use was when George Augustus, after capturing a Mecha, removed all the heavy equipment. But just like in the game itself, there’s a button to change equipment instantly, so there isn’t such a design in place."

"You mean the four limbs of the Shield of George are designed for easy disassembly?" Yelo roughly understood Victor’s point, and looking at Augustus who began rewriting the OS again, knowing there was no entertainment for a while, he immediately asked more in-depth.

"Not exactly, otherwise on the battlefield, if someone lightly pulled on your arm and it fell off, what would that be?" Victor gave Yelo a look, then pointed at several actions of the Shield of George in the playback:

"Generally speaking, disassembling limbs needs some special mechanisms, something like using a precision screwdriver to unscrew special screws. But Mr. George obviously knows this mechanism very well. He used the knife to jam the Mecha’s arm and then, through a shoulder movement similar to voluntarily dislocating, he quickly removed the arm of the Mecha."

"What is he doing now? Rewriting a set of OS for a one-handed mecha?" Yelo saw Victor mimicking the arm movement, his mouth twitching slightly, cautious not to ask if he could do it, and changed the subject.

Victor glanced at the OS, shook his head:

"First of all, I can’t write OS. However, I can tell this isn’t an OS, but rather a set of macro instructions."

"Such complicated macro instructions?" Yelo looked at the code lines that were already dozens of lines long, slightly dumbfounded. Victor sighed:

"This is a real mecha; it’s not a game where typing ’a’ fires missiles, and ’b’ raises a shield for defense. To manipulate a master-slave mecha through non-master feedback, every movement of each electromagnetic muscle bundle needs to be edited. But for now, it seems all actions are related to the right hand."

...

"Quite professional." Listening to the commentator in the live stream, Mr. George’s lips slightly curled upwards, he quickly entered the prearranged actions into the onboard computer and took a deep breath.

Beginning to sense the nearby Poisonous Insect Bodies, using these invisible ghosts to determine the position of enemies around him.

He wasn’t planning on escaping through this method; on the contrary, he wanted to find the most thrilling opportunity to break out.

After all, in order to stir up the emotions of the audience, what could be more explosive than escaping under a hail of bullets instead of sneaking away when no one was paying attention?

In front of the camera, he pretended to adjust his breathing and took the opportunity to use the Taiyin Transformation Technique to squeeze out some sweat beads, creating the illusion of being physically exhausted. He also secretly loosened a few screws in the cockpit to make the mecha more likely to encounter problems.

Having done this, the mechas nearby also began to converge. Listening to the commentator’s tense shouts, he squinted, opened the mecha’s panel, and displayed the detailed status of his own battered mecha to the audience.

Listening to the voices of doom around him, he knew the time was almost right. The engine roared again, and a string of characters appeared on the onboard computer. The program he had just written started running, and as a mecha entered the radar range, he suddenly dashed out from cover.

"Movement! Augustus’s mecha has moved again, and his target... no, it’s not to break through, but the mecha he had previously defeated!"

"Mr. Augustus’s hands aren’t on the controls, but on the keyboard, what does he intend to do?"

"Missiles! This time three! Oh, my God, what did I just see? The kicked-up stones hit the missiles, two more, oh my God, a sacrificial explosion! Did you expect this too, George?!"

Suddenly, Yelo paused mid-sentence, watching his partner suddenly turn his head. Victor’s complexion darkened, and before he could speak, he said directly:

"Don’t look at me. I can’t do it, at least not in reality!"

"So you mean you could do it in a game?" Yelo’s eyes remained fixed on the screen, incessantly pressing, to which Victor irritably responded:

"If you could add terrain destruction effects to the Battlefield Mecha, I think I might be able to try!"

"Ah, sorry, I forgot. Oh, the mecha’s hands are moving on their own. Was it the earlier program? Oh, he just twisted off the hand of the Shield of George that he’d previously destroyed!"

Without elaborating on his partner’s swift change of topic, Victor focused his attention on the arm that had precisely disassembled the Shield of George’s left arm—

"Shit, I knew that segment of code looked familiar! That’s the Gnaku mechanical arm’s code! Almost missed it among a bunch of miscellaneous stuff... oh, that’s not miscellaneous, that’s the code used to fix the mechanical arm’s joints!"

As Victor’s realization dawned, the lean mecha on video had already seized the moment to remove the robust-looking left arm in a visually striking manner and fiercely attached it to its exposed port.

Click!

With a light sound of connection completion echoing, the screen inside the cockpit displayed the previously red left arm now glowing blue, and three weapon icons appeared on the left side of the display.

His eyes scanning the three icons, George Augustus’s hands slid into the dual-hand controllers, which normally took about two seconds to put on independently, and then, the somewhat bulky left arm was raised, aimed, and as it shot projectiles at the charging mecha, he pressed three buttons in rapid succession.

"BOOM——!!!"