i am your guide

In the end, Sith still couldn't find anyone who could tell him what the meeting was about. In desperation, he still knocked on Kavier's door... and brought a tiger with him.

Kevill has a very good temper, but he showed a subtle smile after patiently listening to Sith's hesitating words. He doesn't mind giving Sith a little trouble, especially if he does it alone at night.

To put it simply, all troops of the Dragon Legion have an annual quality assessment, which is basically conducted in the form of a comprehensive test, scoring individual items, assessing the overall level, and then giving a more comprehensive assessment of each soldier.It stands to reason that the guides in the army are concentrated under the command of the War Guide Group for unified deployment, but now that the Dragon Group has a special organization, the guides in the group are not under the jurisdiction of the War Guide Group.For the sake of convenience, Kevill roughly divided the evaluation items of the guides into several levels, which are simple and crude and easy to understand, which is the most worry-free.

Sith, as a combat member, has much more assessment content than Sarina's similar backup guides. After listening to Keweier, there is no big problem. The problem is still what Sith thought: the mecha.

and so……

"can you teach me?"

Looking at the smiling sentry in front of him, the guide said.

"sure."

Seeing his guide bowing his head to beg him, Kevill smiled calmly and continued.

"But I have to pay tuition."

There was a bit of phantom in that voice, as light as a feather.

"Um……"

Sith was a bit embarrassed. He hasn't paid his salary yet, and there is nothing that can be used as tuition fees.

"You don't want me to teach you for nothing, do you?"

Keweier still laughed, he rubbed his hand bones, and teased.

"No! I... I will give it later!"

Sith was in a hurry, afraid that Keweier would not teach him.Earlier, Kevier had said that this test was very serious. If he failed to pass it, he would be limited to the scope of the mission, and even be forced to stay in the reserve force.

His qualifications are still young, and it was the first time he encountered this test in the Dragon Team in the first year, so he was naturally bluffed by Keweier, and said hastily.

"I haven't said what I want yet."

Seeing Sith's anxious look, Keweier was immediately happy. He narrowed his eyes and looked serious.

"I'll give it all."

Sith swears on his fingers.

"You can't say this casually. Let me tell you in advance. I am very strict. Even if you are a novice, you will not show mercy."

Keweier looked at Sith and said.

Give some... It's so simple.

The sentinel muttered those four words in his heart, and said slowly.

The guide nodded. He knew that his surprise tutoring would not be too easy, so he naturally didn't think that Keweier would release the water. On the battlefield, it will double as blood that flows.

Seeing that the guide was so determined, Keweier immediately pulled out several documents from his optical brain and threw them to Sith, asking him to memorize them by heart, and even said that he would take an exam.After Sith went back, he opened it and found out that it was the structure diagram of the mecha and various types of mechas, parts data, combat orientation, etc. The information was extremely detailed.

Is this a fighter to be trained, or a mech builder...

Sith with black hair.

After seeing off the guide, Kevill stayed alone in the room.He looked at the Maverick who had been lying on the bed since he entered the door. The guy was sizing him up with round eyes, flicking his tail to entertain himself. The dark blue light spots were undulating on the fur, which was a bit fantasy .

"Heine, come here."

Kevill stopped laughing, he lowered his brows and eyes tiredly, and waved to Maverick.

Heine stood up, jumped heavily on the ground, pawed at the corner of Buckwell's trousers, and let out a slight growl.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just a headache."

He bent down and touched Heine's head. Kevill couldn't hide the tiredness on his face. He rubbed the space between his brows and spoke softly.

Heine squeezed out a whimper-like sound from her throat, and it kept calling softly.

"Him? It's not his business...I don't blame him...I'm not angry."

Kevill vigorously rubbed the hair on the top of Heine's head, and didn't stop until Maverick dodged impatiently. He stood up and went to the bathroom to wash.Heine looked at him eagerly while pulling at the sink, her round eyes showed strong worry.

It's definitely strange that this heartless guy suddenly started to care about these things that both of them knew well. Heine was his spiritual body, and it was the first to receive Keweier's current feelings.

Heine blinked her eyes, wagged her tail, and started roaring again.

"If you want to find him, go there, I won't stop you." Kevill said, looking straight into Heine's eyes.

Heine would pester Sith so much, it may be because Keweier has already fallen into it.

Now it's not like the dead-hearted look at the beginning, watching from afar every day, making a fuss and daring not to see him, seeing the guide injured and anxious.In the past, Heine was angry in his heart, and Kavier knew it all too well; he also knew the attitude of that person towards him like a mirror.only……

He was originally the loser in this gamble, and he has always been reduced to the situation where the guide can do whatever he wants, no matter whether he comes or goes.

……

On the huge mecha training platform, three huge dark blue ring-shaped light bands spread outward from the central area. Each light band represents the distance between the battlefields. The light source crystals float around the circular battle platform to form a crystal array. , illuminating the entire arena.

The dark black high-strength hardness ground is flat, and the mechs will make the sound of being locked when they step on it. There are countless three-layer mecha warehouses outside the field from bottom to top, but they are all real combat mechas, ranging from assassin type to turret type. , melee type to spearman type, all battlefield mechas are available, and they are specially used to support the members of the current dragon team in mecha training.

On the battlefield at this time.

Two all-black swordsman mechas were fighting each other, and one of them was seen passing the head of the other mecha with a titanium alloy knife in its hand. Then, in a flash, the former had a titanium alloy knife attached to its right arm. The alloy knives flew into the sky together, and the eyes of the people sitting in the control room went dark, and the cold electronic sound rang in their ears.

"Defeated, the mecha lost 40.00%, and the main energy channel is disconnected. Please repair it and train."

"Depend on!"

Sith looked at the dark operation screen in front of him, and uttered a swear word. He thumped the interface hard, feeling extremely annoyed.

It's been a week of practice, and I still can't last 20 seconds in Keweier's hands.You know, it takes more than ten seconds from the start to the contact, which means that Keweier can deal with him within ten seconds.

"Your movements are too stiff."

Keweier's voice came from Sith's headset, and the sentinel looked at the kneeling mecha in front of him and said.

"But it's too big for me to fit in."

Sith muttered something, secretly distressed in his heart for another mech to be damaged.He manually opened the hatch, stepped on the knee armor of the mecha and jumped down, looking at the tall mecha in the distance, feeling extremely complicated.

He has a good memory. He has read everything sent by Keweier, and he remembers almost all of them, but when he really uses it in actual combat, he has no time to react, let alone analyze it. He has played against Keweier so many times. When he figured out a countermeasure, he was cut off the main energy axis with a single knife. The game is over.

It's true, Keweier really doesn't know how to love money, he took him to practice with real guns and live ammunition, and every time one was destroyed, he had to send it to the repair cabin for repairs. Two days ago, I saw Hollen eating people. The look in his eyes was almost deadly. Recently, Sith saw his mechanic who was in a state of rage and had to go around. He didn't dare to touch the boss, but Sith was different.What would happen if one day he was thrown into a small dark room and beaten violently.

Sith also told Keweier to use the simulation cabin, but Keweier just smiled and said, "Don't worry."

"Compared to your body, it's normal for mechas to be slow, but this slowness affects all operators in the same way in mecha combat; if you don't adapt, others won't adapt, so don't make excuses."

Kevill looked at Sith who was frowning on the screen, put his hand on the wrist screen and pressed a button, and saw a blue light suddenly flashing in the mecha warehouse on the first floor, and the mecha mobile car appeared correspondingly, and the mechanical arm caught the machine. The armor was placed on the car, and quickly sent back to the armor warehouse. After the armor whose main energy axis was cut off by Keweier was put into the warehouse, the blue light on the door turned red, and a gear symbol slowly appeared.

That means, it's time to fix it.

I'm not making excuses...

Sith justified in his heart, but didn't dare to really say anything.

He knew that Keweier was doing it for his own good.

"Next you change to the Lancer Mecha."

The mecha warehouse with two doors apart opened, and a silver mecha was brought out.

"Do you remember everything?"

"I'm familiar with it. The Lancer Mecha is eight meters high and weighs eight tons. It is equipped with laser guns as standard."

Sith looked at the giant laser gun on the back of the mecha. The dark blue light was flowing in the gun body. The mecha was huge, and the sharp edges and corners above were faintly visible. Sith just wanted to go up after the spearman mecha stood still. Then he suddenly heard Keweier's voice coming from the headset.

"Sith, you have to learn to adapt to the fighting style of all mechas. Your enemies on the battlefield are unknown. Under limited conditions, the one you pilot may not be the one you are familiar with. Experience my movements well."

Kevill called Sith's name, the final pronunciation was very soft, Sis paused for a moment, he did not speak, and entered the cockpit in three or two steps, without turning on the machine, his fingers slowly stroked the console, and said.

"How did you beat me in the last round?"

It shouldn't be as simple as just having his arm cut off. The main energy axis is behind him. When did Keweir move to his back?Obviously didn't see it.

On the opposite swordsman's mech, Kevill smiled and passed the replay video to Sith.

In the dimly lit control room, only the surrounding logo edges emit a suggestive red light. Sith looked at the replay in front of him and pursed his lips.

From the perspective of God, it can be seen that Kevier's mecha squatted when Sith's titanium alloy knife came, and at the same time, the right foot of the mecha stretched out, just kicked the front ankle of the Sith mecha, towards The action of losing balance in front of him increased the collision force. Keweier's mecha cut its own titanium alloy knife into the right arm of the Sith mecha in an instant, and the moment the Sith mecha's arm flew up, Keweier took advantage of the situation and flashed to the Sith mecha. Behind Si, the titanium alloy knife accurately cut into the main energy channel behind the head, killing him with one blow.

What a quick move!

From his point of view, it is impossible to see that Keweier's technique is so superb, such as using his arms and fingers effortlessly, it is almost like fighting a real person.

"I won't practice with you anymore."

Sith's fist clenched slightly, and he suddenly said.

It's meaningless to continue practicing like this, Kevier's ability is too strong, but Sith doesn't have any mecha knowledge and combat reserves at all now, it's like listening to the sound of nature for a deaf man, it's a waste of money, but Keweier spent on him in vain time.

What he needs now is not the actual combat exercises of Keweier, but to copy, imitate, observe, and experience.Cavill is strong, and the Sith must learn a lot from him.There is another reason: if the fight continues, he is really afraid that Keweier will kill all the training mechs, it will cost too much money!

"Don't practice?"

Hearing Sith's words, Kevill raised his eyebrows, secretly thinking about what his guide was going to do.

"Well, I won't practice... But, I would like to apply to you, can I watch your Sentry's mecha training, and... can you lend me this venue when you don't use it."

Sith pursed his lips and said.

"it is good."

Ruzi can be taught, yes.

Kavier felt that his hard work of spending so many days spending money and time playing with the children had finally paid off, he continued.

"Then... do you still need me to teach you?"

"Need! Just... just teach me the theoretical knowledge, and help me analyze the video of the mecha battle."

It would be a pity not to have the best guide in the entire empire, Sith said quickly.

"Then I'll go first, you play slowly here. There is no mecha training arrangement for the dragon group today."

Kevill did not like to fight, he immediately opened the control cabin, turned around and left, and was about to take back his mecha, but suddenly heard Sith say: "Can I use your mecha?"

"can."

After Keweier left, Sith sneaked into the swordsman mech that Keweier had just used. He sat in the control cabin, closed his eyes calmly, and began to recall Keweier's actions just now.

Just now...Kevir was sitting in the same place, and the joystick was still warm.With such flexible lifting, squatting, and turning around, what strength does he use when using the joystick?How much will it tilt?How do fingers press buttons on the control screen?Is it pressed hard on it or just passed it lightly?In which direction is he accustomed to setting his perspective?

He wants to know everything.