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It is eighty meters tall and weighs two thousand three hundred and twenty tons in combat!

No, what I want is a small mecha.

It doesn't need to be too high, ten meters is enough to complete some complex tasks.

Zhou Chijuan didn't notice it and continued to introduce it with great interest.

"President Zhang, this mecha is called the Hunter. We use the Sanyang system from the fourth-generation Storm Red, and boldly use a nuclear reactor to provide power."

"Therefore, according to your request, the Hunter's speed and agility are the highest of all mechas, and with this advantage it can enter the ranks of fifth-generation mechas."

After he finished speaking, he noticed that Zhang Xuan didn't seem very satisfied.

Zhou Chijuan's heart skipped a beat.

President Zhang was not satisfied. Was he dissatisfied that there were only data but no additional weapons?

He wanted to explain.

"President Zhang, regarding weapons, we can use plasma cannons..."

Zhang Xuan shook his head.

"No need."

Zhou Chijuan still wanted to fight for it.

"President Zhang, if you are not satisfied with the Hunter, we can make some changes."

"No, it's not that I'm dissatisfied." Zhang Xuan directly sentenced him to death.

"It's your design that doesn't meet the needs at all."

"What I want is a small mecha that is no more than ten meters tall, can carry a pilot, and can perform various tasks."

Having said that, Zhang Xuan looked up and questioned.

"Didn't you see the demands I made?"

Zhou Chijuan was stunned.

Isn’t the demand speed and agility?

By the way, it seems that the document mentioned the height of the mecha, which is within ten meters.

The mechas used to fight monsters were all huge monsters that were seventy or eighty meters tall. He just thought that there was a zero missing in the file.

It turns out it’s only ten meters!

Zhou Chijuan lowered his head.

"President Zhang, it's my fault. I thought..."

"It's okay, let's redesign it." Zhang Xuan shook his head.

This time, we can't rely on mechas to explore the low-risk world.

"I understand." Zhou Chijuan left with his computer in frustration.

Seeing him leave, Zhang Xuan calmed down.

Well, let’s first see what the PPDC meeting means.

He reached for his phone to plan his itinerary.

The phone rang at the right time.

The call was connected and Bai Ze's voice came from the other end.

"Zhang Xuan, have you set off?"

"Not yet, what's wrong?" President Zhang asked curiously.

Bai Ze said in a deep voice.

"There's something unusual going on in the Pacific Rift. We can't wait for you. Let's have an online meeting."

"Okay." Zhang Xuan hung up the phone with a serious expression.

Pacific rift anomaly?

If I remember correctly, there have been no monster invasions since the two monsters that emerged from the rift and attacked Binhai in early March.

But it’s mid-May now.

But according to my memory, there was a monster invasion in early May of 2020.

Something unexpected happened?

Confused, Zhang Xuan turned on his computer and joined the meeting.

......

In the online conference room, Bai Ze and PPDC Marshal 'Pantkoske' were already there.

Pantecost was a little absent-minded.

According to Dr. Herman's calculations, the rift should have opened yesterday and released a monster.

But twenty hours have passed and the cracks have not responded at all.

This situation is like a prisoner being beheaded, knowing that he will be executed at noon.

But a day passed and the knife still hadn't fallen.

Coming back to his senses, Marshal Pantecost couldn't help but look at Bai Ze.

China has been acting strangely in the past few months.

Today, Bai Ze came to him again and said that someone had insights into the current situation of the rift.

But Zhang Xuan is not a professional, so what insights can he have?

While thinking, he couldn't help but speak.

"Director Bai, what you said..."

Before he could finish his words, a new person came online in the meeting room.

Marshal Pantecost looked over and saw that it was a young Asian man, and he frowned slightly.

I guess this person is Zhang Xuan.

Seeing the expressions of Bai Ze and the PPDC Marshal, President Zhang knew that there must be a problem with the rift in the Pacific Ocean.

He simply asked directly.

"problem occurs?"

Bai Ze nodded, "Yes, the rift should be expanded today and the monsters should be released."

"But the facts did not develop as we speculated. I would like to ask for your opinion."

Zhang Xuan fell into deep thought.

No monster appeared, there was only one possibility.

The pioneers driving the monsters on the other side of the wormhole may feel that the monsters they have deployed are not enough to defeat the mecha, so they are preparing for war.

But why?

It can't be just because of me.

Thinking of this, he raised his head and was about to speak.

Marshal Pantecost on the other end of the communication suddenly frowned and looked behind him.

A PPDC soldier came forward and whispered a few words into the marshal's ear.

Hearing this, Pantecost suppressed his anger.

"What's going on? Didn't we send someone to watch over there?"

The PPDC soldiers looked gloomy.

"They were careless for a moment and didn't keep an eye on it."

Pantecost clenched his fists, and two spots of bright red suddenly fell from the tip of his nose.

He pulled out his handkerchief and held it to his nose.

After sending the soldiers away, he turned back to look at the camera.

"Newton and the monster are connected!"

"What!" Zhang Xuan frowned.

"Director Bai, didn't you keep a close eye on him?"

Bai Ze also looked at the PPDC Marshal.

Pantecost sighed.

"The person assigned to watch over Newton was negligent and failed to notice that Newton had brought the telepathic device and a monster secondary brain back to his residence for telepathy."

"Director Bai, according to what you said before, our underwear has been seen through by the enemy."

Zhang Xuan's face was gloomy.

I reminded you a long time ago.

Unexpectedly, PPDC didn’t take it seriously at all.

He asked directly.

"Where is Newton now?"

"Hongkong."

......

Hong Kong, PPDC Shattered Dome.

In the residential area of ​​the base, a team of PPDC soldiers in black combat uniforms ran through a passage that crossed multiple pipelines.

Soon, they arrived at Room 101.

The door of the room was wide open, and Herman was holding Newton, who was bleeding from his nose, and shouting loudly.

"You are crazy!"

Newton smiled triumphantly.

"I was right! I was right! Our raid plan will succeed!"

"As long as a monster passes identification, we can drop a nuclear bomb into the rift, destroying the space-time structure of the rift and closing it!"

"You really are..." Halfway through his words, Herman turned his head and looked towards the door.

Pantecost came in with a gloomy face, and his already dark face became even darker.

Behind the marshal is an Asian youth.

"Marshal." Herman stood up and responded.

Hearing this voice, Newman stood up excitedly.

"I'm right. The Marshal's plan to destroy the wormhole is fine. We can mobilize more mechas to carry out the mission."

Pantecost's face remained sullen.

The Asian youth walked past the marshal and shook his head.

“It was fine before, but now it’s a problem!”