Chapter 紧急培训

Stake's eyelids twitched when he heard this. Although he knew that the sudden transformation of the Hansen father and son in the battle with the ridged turtle was the key to victory, becoming someone who spouted "trash" and never stopped saying "powerful" seemed... too strange.

Besides, there was no time to carefully verify whether that kind of "transformation" would affect a person's physical and mental health, and whether they would still be themselves after the transformation.

Stake was torn between the heavens and humanity, and soon made a decision, "I will do my best."

"Good."

Li Ang nodded and continued to look at the information in his hand, ignoring the PPDC people.

In the next dozen hours, the entire PPDC, and even human civilization, began to operate at high speed.

Civilians from various countries entered underground shelters in batches, not only in coastal cities, but also in inland areas.

Conventional armies were urgently deployed to coastal fortresses, and naval and air military forces were ready to go to the sea near Manila.

The international seed banks in Svalbard, Norway, Alaska, Wickhurst in the United Kingdom, and the Arctic Doomsday Vault activated their doomsday contingency plans.

These places are located underground and store millions of plant seeds, as well as more animal fertilized eggs and microorganisms.

If the worst happens, and human armies and military facilities are destroyed by the deep-sea civilization, and there is no hope of victory, then the PPDC will launch nuclear bombs and bombard the global surface.

At the cost of turning the earth into a barren land, they will force back the deep-sea civilization, destroy their armies as well, or make the earth lose its value in the eyes of the deep-sea civilization.

Then, they will use the international seed bank to carry out post-war reconstruction.

The premise is that nuclear bombing can really be effective.

Among the human population, some smart, or self-proclaimed smart, people have begun to despair—according to the rules of engagement between civilizations, once a full-scale war breaks out, it means that the other side has the certainty of victory.

Deep-sea behemoths have been bombed with nuclear weapons before. If the deep-sea civilization still dares to launch a large-scale war after recognizing the power of nuclear weapons, then the hope of human victory will be extremely slim...

Ignoring how uneasy hundreds of millions of people were, Stake soon brought nearly two thousand pilots and reserve cadets to Li Ang.

In order to fight against the persistent invasion of the deep-sea civilization, the PPDC has established hunter academies around the world, specializing in training elite soldiers who can pilot mechas and release A.T. force fields.

Whether they are air force pilots with excellent past records, battle-hardened mercenaries, or high school students who have just graduated and unexpectedly been detected to have A.T. force field talent, they all need to start over in the hunter academy.

They must learn the relevant knowledge of driving and repairing mechas, cultivate coordination and synchronization with partners (whether related by blood or not), and undergo cruel physical and mental exercises day after day.

The training cost of each mecha pilot is higher than that of air force pilots in the old era, and the final training pass rate is also lower.

However, due to the urgency of time, Stake could only temporarily transfer more than a thousand eligible candidates.

Half of them were various types of mecha pilots in New Port City, a small half were trainees who were still in training, and some were pilots from other continents who had rushed over by plane.

At this time, it was easier to transport people than mechas. Medium-sized mechas could only be sent to New Port City and the Bangkok Fortress near Manila by a limited number of transport aircraft, while heavy mecha transport had to use ocean freighters, which would not make it in time.

Therefore, these 1,700 people were the limit that Stake could transfer.

"Mr. Li, what are you going to do?" Stake asked Li Ang after gathering the personnel.

Li Ang casually said, "Take them to an empty space with no one around, and prepare concert equipment for me, such as wireless microphones, professional audio, stage lighting, mixing consoles, and mixing desks."

Stake's eyelids twitched when he heard this, "Huh?"

"What huh?"

Stake hesitated and said, "This... shouldn't the transformation be private, one-on-one? A concert format like this..."

"More than a thousand people, there's not enough time."

Li Ang shook his head and said, "Actually, the concert is just a formality. I can complete a large-scale transformation without a microphone.

"But it's too strange for more than a thousand people to sit on the open space and stare at me. I'm not Tang Sanzang giving a lecture."

"Okay."

Stake nodded and was about to turn around and leave to arrange the work, but Li Ang stopped him, "By the way, there's still a Level 5 mecha in the Shattered Dome Fortress hangar, right?"

"Huh?" Stake hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "That's right. That's Obsidian Fury, a fifth-generation mecha of the same level as Striker Eureka, chosen to be built in the Shattered Dome.

"It is estimated to be 76 meters high and weigh 7,900 tons, powered by nuclear energy.

"But because the project is huge, it is only half completed so far, and no weapon modules have been installed."

Li Ang nodded and said, "It doesn't matter if it's not completely finished. Start the energy core first, I'll need it then."

"You... are you going to pilot a mecha too?"

Stake frowned and hesitated, "Piloting a heavy mecha requires years of training. The operating system in Obsidian Fury is manually controlled, with as many as a thousand buttons. It's extremely complex and cumbersome..."

"Hehe," Li Ang spread his hands and smiled, "Operating a mecha, is not just about piloting..."

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Twenty hours ago, Manila, a prosperous and lively city known as "Little Luzon," was now empty.

The streets and high-rise buildings were brightly lit, but no one could be seen. Abandoned cars were everywhere on the streets.

Flocks of birds and rodents have reoccupied the city. Crows perched on telephone poles, making hoarse "caw, caw!" sounds.

Rats crawled out of the dark sewers and roamed the streets in broad daylight, occasionally avoiding stray cats and dogs that were also unsupervised.

The corrective ability of nature is astonishingly strong. The evacuation of humans has restored the city to a different kind of life.

"Woo—"

The sound of a whistle came from outside the coastline. Dozens of ships and submarines, large and small, were distributed on the sea west of Manila, all with the PPDC logo on them.

Each of them is the crystallization of human civilization's wisdom, loaded with weapons of mass destruction that can erase a city from the map in an instant.

But they are not the real protagonists of this battle.

"Boom!"

The sound of a giant object sinking into the water sounded. Three heavy mechas slid into the sea along the edge of the cargo ship and regained their balance upon landing.

These three mechas are Striker Eureka from the New Port City Fortress, Gipsy Danger, and Mammoth Apostle from the Bangkok Fortress.

Three heavy mechas, six pilots. Each of them is the elite of the elite, human heroes. But at this moment, they seem a little strange.

Raleigh Becket, piloting Gipsy Danger, said in a low voice on the full-channel broadcast, "Beneath the heavens and above the earth, we cultivators, why should we hesitate to fight?"

His partner, Mako Mori, also whispered slowly, "At the end of the immortal path, who is the peak? Meeting Wu Shi, Dao is empty. Today, I will kill all immortal kings and destroy the nine heavens. Going against the heavens, there are still exceptions; going against me, there is no chance of survival!"