The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 432 Short-Range Cannon

Compared to Sherman, Jiang Hui is also an intuitive player, but unlike Sherman, she is more inclined to anticipate.

Her body possesses exceptional computational abilities, often allowing her to visually estimate and predict the length, width, thickness, and even the optimal cutting direction and angle of parts when assembling mechs. This ability is naturally reflected in mech combat as well.

Because the battle is not a static mode, but a continuous process with a series of changes, the overall battle situation may change before the enemy makes that crucial choice.

Therefore, mech battles require more than just foresight; they require more physical instincts, sometimes even faster than one's brain.

Like Sherman, Jiang Hui had already escaped the chaotic battle zone before the chaos erupted, reaching a relatively safe area. But she never expected that even after hiding here, someone would still specifically come after her.

Jiang Hui's pupils contracted sharply inside the cabin. A whole row of short-barreled mortars descended horizontally, like a curtain of water, and she immediately felt a burning sensation on her head and face. Oh no, that spot—

However, in that brief moment, it was already difficult to dodge significantly. If she didn't dodge to her left shoulder, right chest, lower ribs, and hips, she would be hit one after another. Moreover, it was clear that the attackers had planned it all out. This series of short shots was well-spaced and coordinated, and any one of them would affect the whole body, leaving her almost no chance to dodge.

That's all we can do.

Because artillery shells have a certain linear trajectory, as long as the key balance point is found and a core deflection is made, a series of chain changes can be formed, and there is a certain chance of dodging the entire line.

However, finding the best balance point is not easy, and the first series of changes after completion are even more difficult. A slight mistake could lead to the collapse of the whole system and even backlash.

Because mechs are not human bodies. The human body, regardless of its physical characteristics, possesses a degree of flexibility; muscles, bones, and brain control give the human body a high degree of adjustability. What about mechs?

This D-grade standard humanoid armor is clearly constructed according to the standard human body structure and possesses human characteristics, but it cannot actually be as flexible as a human. To perform subtle movements similar to those of the human body, it would obviously require extremely precise control and a high level of mental energy expenditure from the operator.

In that instant, Jiang Hui completed the stage, flipping and twisting along a certain axis.

"Huh?" The operator inside one of the mechs uttered a sound of doubt.

He had his eye on Jiang Hui and wanted to dampen the little guy's arrogance, so naturally he had no intention of holding back.

Short-range artillery shells are typical of short-range artillery shells. They are small in size, easy to carry, and have a great burst of power. Although their endurance and overall destructive power are not good, they are extremely effective for sudden attacks.

If it's not detected immediately, it's very difficult to avoid it once it's discovered.

These kids haven't been learning mechs for very long; they haven't even grasped the basic stances yet, as you could tell from the last few rounds. They're already struggling to dodge attacks, so these short-range cannons will naturally catch them off guard. He'd actually overestimated Jiang Hui, using a bit of technique when firing, thinking the enemy would most likely be down by now, but he hadn't expected Jiang Hui to make a move before being hit.

But it's too late to hide now...

The sudden clarity that followed surprised even Lin Qi. How could he have dodged this?
Is it an accident or pure skill?
"Incredible..." Lin Qi murmured, watching as the other party smoothly twisted his hips to dodge the last short-barreled cannon shot. From the left shoulder down to the right hip of the mecha, he rotated and flipped along the linear axis of power, dodging each short-barreled cannon shot in sequence. The series of movements were so natural and seamless, as if the other party was directly controlling his own body rather than controlling a mecha.

Is this something a beginner mecha pilot could do? You probably couldn't find many even if you were a second or third-year student... Moreover, this isn't just about operational skills; it requires highly sensitive mental strength and an almost demanding level of balance.

Sure enough, there was a reason why the other party was the top student in the combat individual department. He had just tested three top students, but none of them could match half of Jiang Hui's performance. The recording of that segment could almost be used as a classic case of emergency evasion.

He had originally planned to finish her off after she was hit by those shots, completely rendering her unable to move.

But if the other person has already delivered such a brilliant "answer," wouldn't it be like he's targeting them? He remembers this person is Stark's star student. Never mind…

Inside the cabin, Jiang Hui was drenched in sweat, her uniform soaked through with a thin layer of perspiration. Unaware that someone was marveling at her series of maneuvers, she was still reeling from the near-limitless thrill of the operation she had just performed, unable to recover for a long time.

Even as the last short-barreled cannonball exploded at her feet, Jiang Hui felt no sensation of being hit, a sense of unreality washing over her. Had she really dodged everything? And thanks to the emergency plan she'd devised in less than half a second, it had actually been successfully implemented.

Overall, it felt like a race against time. There was so little time that she couldn't really feel or think things through. She was acting entirely on instinct, and there was always the urgency of being interrupted and brought to an abrupt halt by danger. The feeling of her heart turning cold and then burning hot, alternating between hot and cold, and finally finding that everything was alright and she had survived a disaster was incredibly intense.

Jiang Hui felt that if his heart wasn't good, he would probably develop heart disease after a few more episodes.

But she did indeed do it. She controlled the aircraft to stand upright steadily, and only when her legs were firmly on the ground did she believe she had truly succeeded.

"Clatter, clatter... Boom, boom—"

Jiang Hui immediately shook off his daze and looked towards the source of the noise, only to find that his area was almost completely empty—no, it should be said that it was flattened. Several mechs lay sprawled not far away, bearing marks of short-range artillery fire on the ground and their bodies, clearly having recently experienced the same attack as Jiang Hui, only they hadn't managed to dodge it.

The sound came from the other end, about forty or fifty meters to the southeast, where a dozen or so mechs were gathered, followed by two D-class mechs that looked no different from the others. But just by looking at their nimble movements, it was clear that they were not from the same group.

The various clues from earlier connected in her mind, and the initial conclusion wasn't complicated; she could deduce it immediately. She guessed that the group of freshmen had been disciplined by the three class advisors. They had brought them to the training ground with this intention in mind from the start; they had previously practiced basic drills with their classmates, but this test by the advisors had essentially wiped them out.

(End of this chapter)