Vicious Male Counterpart Isn’t Competing Anymore

Although the incident happened suddenly, Sima Mingxuan was an eighth-level mecha warrior anyway, and Cong Yi was a mecha maker, so the two of them were naturally no longer at the same level. Sima Mingxuan grabbed Cong Yi's hand with a sharp grasp.

"Don't move, let go of the lieutenant colonel." Yan Rong, who followed Cong Yi, reacted extremely quickly, and took out his gun and aimed at Sima Mingxuan from the outside.

"I am Major General of the Sima Army, Sima Mingxuan." Sima clearly knew that only by showing his identity could the deadlock be solved at this time.

Sure enough, when he said this, whether it was the Cong Yi who was detained by him, Yan Rong outside the car and the traffic police, they were all taken aback. Sima Mingxuan and the others had heard of it. It killed a ninth-level zerg.

"Are you Sima Mingxuan?" Cong Yi asked.

"I am, you can ask Yan Hao if you don't believe me."

Ask Yan Hao? As soon as Sima Mingxuan said this, he believed him eight points. After all, no kidnapped person would lie for the kidnapper, not to mention that this was his own junior.

Looking at Yan Hao from Yi's eyes, Yan Hao nodded.

"Why kidnapped my junior brother?" Cong Yi didn't let his subordinates retreat.

"I just want to take him away from Z Star." Sima Mingxuan said.

Knowing the identity of Sima Mingxuan, Cong Yi immediately understood the reason why he did this. When Z star discovered a black hole in space, he immediately asked the Federation for help. As a major general of one of the three major legions of the Federation, it happened. It is impossible that Sima Mingxuan in Z Star will not know the news.

"Cong Yi, did anyone find it?!" Suddenly, an urgent call came from Yi's optical brain terminal. It was Colonel Cang Yan who once again forcibly connected Cong Yi's communicator.

"Found it." Cong Yi quickly replied.

"Great. Bring people here quickly. The space black hole has already begun to expand for the second time." At this time, there was a shout from the communicator, and Cang Yan asked Cong Yi to bring the people over and hung up the phone. .

Cong Yi immediately ignored Sima Mingxuan, so he took away his gun and grabbed Yan Hao's hand to get out of the car.

"Wait a minute." Sima Mingxuan pressed Cong Yi's arm again.

"Major General Sima, the situation is urgent now, please don't waste our time." Cong Yi hurried to the space fortress, watching Sima Mingxuan who was blocking him again, really wishing to draw his gun again.

"Do you want to take Yan Hao to repair the Tianhe No. 1 battleship?" Sima Mingxuan also knew that time was pressing, and his words were straight to the subject.

"Yes." Cong Yi nodded.

"Yan Hao is only a sophomore this year, and he has studied Mecha System for less than two years. Do you think he can build Tianhe One?"

Yi was startled and looked towards Yan Hao subconsciously.

"I can try." Yan Hao hadn't been in contact with Tianhe-1, so he didn't dare to pack tickets.

Try? From Yi's head, it was cold. Tianhe No. 1 is not something that can be repaired by trying.

Sima Mingxuan continued: "Yan Hao is the inheritor of mimic mechas, a genius of mecha manufacturing, and his future is limitless. You should know a tenth-level mecha maker, and it may even be a high-level mimic mecha. Maker, how valuable is he to the Federation. Are you sure you want to keep him in Z Star because of your luck? Do you think your teacher, Mr. Zhong will agree?"

Sima Mingxuan's words were like thunder, and his mind was upset. Yes, the younger brother can be accepted as a disciple by the teacher and Pang Lao. His talent can be imagined. Is he really going to sacrifice the younger brother for an unlikely attempt? If the younger brother died, would the old man forgive me if the teacher knew that it was the younger brother he proposed to the military?

Sima Mingxuan hesitated when he saw Congyi's face, and was overjoyed. When he was about to add another fire at the end, his body was pushed abruptly.

"Big brother, don't listen to him, it's up to me to decide whether to go to repair Tianhe No.1." Yan Hao pushed Sima Mingxuan away and got out of the car.

Looking at Yan Hao from Yi, his expression still hesitated.

"Yan Hao, do you really want to die here." Seeing that Yan Hao was determined to leave, Sima Mingxuan got out of the car anxiously.

Yan Hao ignored him, but continued to Cong Yi: "Big brother, if the teacher knew that I was here, but was greedy for life and afraid of running away, what would he think of me?"

If he is greedy for life and fear of death, the teacher will probably kill himself directly.

Cong Yi was Zhong Lao's eldest disciple and the person who knew Zhong Lao best, so he no longer hesitated immediately, snorted and left, greeted him and started boarding.

Sima Mingxuan saw that Yan Hao was about to get on the plane, and slammed his fist on the carriage. Inside the carriage, Yan's father, Yan's mother and Yan Fei were all startled by his punch.

"Are you just watching? Yan Hao might be dead this time." Sima Mingxuan roared for the first time looking at the Yan family couple who were still dazed. What manners can he care about at this time? If Yan Hao dies, who will heal his mental power.

Lu Siying was roared back by Sima Mingxuan's roar. She looked at Yan Hao as she walked further and further, thinking that it might be a farewell next, and a dull pain spread from her heart.

"Yan Hao, you come back." Lu Siying rushed out of the car and shouted in the direction of Yan Hao, but from beginning to end, until the plane left, Yan Hao didn't even look back at her.

"Wen Yao!" Lu Siying turned to look at her husband, Yan Wenyao also looked complicated at this time, looking at the direction the plane was leaving.

"Mingxuan, let's go to the port as soon as possible. Now that the news has been posted on the Internet, the people of Dabo are already rushing to the port." Yan Fei said anxiously to Sima Mingxuan.

Sima Mingxuan glanced at Yan Fei, feeling unreasonably irritable in his heart, but sensibly told him over and over again that he still needs Yan Fei and needs Yan Fei to help him prepare the medicine, especially when Yan Hao may never come back. .

"Go." Sima Mingxuan sat back in the car.

Yan Fei got out of the car, pulled her dazed mother back into the car, and the car continued to start to the port.

On the plane, Cong Yi explained the current situation to Yan Hao in a simple and quick manner: "The Tianhe 1 battleship was introduced 25 years ago, but it has not been used once since the introduction, and the Z star has been very stable for a hundred years. The Z star government didn’t pay much attention to the Tianhe-1 battleship. I didn’t know until just now that Z star hadn’t overhauled Tianhe-1 for five years, so now I don’t know where the problem is."

The Tianhe-1 battleship is a star weapon that can save the planet, and because its technology is too sophisticated, it needs to be overhauled every year by the Federation. And every maintenance cost is not small, Z Star may be to save money, but also in a fluke, so it stopped the annual regular maintenance. Unexpectedly, the money is saved, but luck does not exist.

"Little Junior Brother, you have been studying with Elder Pang at Federal University. Have you been exposed to the technology of Tianhe One?" Cong Yi asked.

"The teacher taught me some weapons, but I haven't touched the Tianhe-1 battleship." Yan Hao shook his head.

Hearing this, Cong Yi frowned immediately.

I haven't touched it, it's not much better than myself, maybe it's not as good as myself, I have at least repaired a lot of mecha battleships, which is considered to have some experience. Little Junior Brother will not really be fooled by himself this time.

When Cong Yizheng wondered whether to take advantage of the opportunity to send Yan Hao out, the optical brain terminal was forced to access again.

"Cong Yi Colonel, is Yan Hao by your side?"

Only when the voice in the light brain terminal sounded, Yan Hao shouted out in surprise: "Teacher."

On the communications side, the official designer of Tianhe One, Pang Lao.

"Xiao Hao, why can't your communication get through?" Zhong Lao asked.

"My optical brain terminal is broken." Yan Hao said.

Old Zhong frowned. Knowing that there was not much time, he did not continue to ask, but directly said: "Xiao Hao, I just sorted out a few places where the warships are most likely to go wrong, and they have been sent to the Z Star Military Fortress. After the past, follow the ideas I provided to do the inspection."

"Yes." Yan Hao nodded.

"Although I haven't had time to teach you battleship weapons, I have already given you the basics. Xiaohao, you are the best student I have ever met. The teacher believes that you will be able to repair battleships." Old Pang said loudly. It seems that if you speak loud enough, what you say will come true.

While talking, the plane had arrived at the nearest port, and the two got off the plane, changed to an airship, and flew to the sky fortress in space. About ten minutes later, the airship stopped in the air fortress, and Colonel Cang Yan came to lead the people personally and took the two to the deck where the Tianhe No. 1 battleship was parked.

"Cong Yi Lieutenant Colonel, Master Yan Hao." Although Yan Hao seems to be a teenager, at this moment, he is the only one who can repair the Tianhe No. 1 battleship. On this basis, he is worthy of the title of master. "According to the latest calculation, it is about twelve hours before the Zerg can completely open the space channel. Therefore, you only have twelve hours."

Yan Hao didn't answer, but went directly into the battleship and activated the control system.

"Colonel, we will do our best." Cong Yi hurriedly replied and followed in.

When Cong Yi came in, seeing Yan Hao constantly tapping on the keyboard on the battleship’s console, he didn’t know what he was doing. He walked over and urged: “We only have twelve hours left. The ideas provided by Zhong Lao total There are six, we must start right away."

"Not in a hurry," Yan Hao said.

Don't worry about this situation. If the warship cannot be repaired within twelve hours, the entire planet will be ruined.

"Wait for me to understand the structure of the battleship first." While speaking, Yan Hao's fingers tapped **** the keyboard, and a picture of the battleship's internal structure was immediately displayed on the virtual screen. On the airship just now, Zhong Lao hurriedly talked to him about the design principles of the warship, but the time was too short for Yan Hao to form a concept, so he had to look at the structure diagram again.

Yan Hao stared at the structure diagram for ten minutes, then tapped a few more times on the keyboard to call up the launch system of the warship weapon.

"The space gun is activated." In the cockpit, the mechatronics suddenly sounded, exposing Yan Hao's actions at this moment.

start up? Looking at Yan Hao subconsciously, he happened to see his hand pressing on a red button, which was the launch button of the Tianhe No. 1 battleship's weapon.

"Start accumulating energy!" The electronic tone sounded again.

"Little Junior Brother, what are you doing?!" Cong Yi was about to urinate suddenly, this is a space cannon, how can he launch it casually.

"Failed to accumulate energy!" Cong Yi finished roaring, and the electronic tone rang again.

Failed? Fortunately, it failed and scared him to death. This was in the fortress, and the weapon was activated casually, and it was his own base that was bombed.

"Little Junior Brother, how can you press the launch button casually?" Cong Yi said solemnly.

"Senior brother, don't be afraid, the space cannon is broken and can't be exploded." Yan Hao comforted.

"..." It seems, it seems, it is indeed the case. If the space gun is not broken, the warship will go to bomb the space channel early, and there will be no need for them to stand here, but this is a star weapon after all.

Cong Yigang breathed a sigh of relief, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Yan Hao's hand pressing the launch button again.

"!" Cong Yi.

"Start accumulating energy."

"Energy storage failed."

"Start accumulating energy."

"Energy storage failed."

In the cockpit, the mechanical sound of the system kept ringing. From the beginning, Cong Yi was frightened and then calmly watched Yan Hao using the star weapon launch button as a toy, pressing it dozens of times over and over again.

"Okay." After about half an hour, Yan Hao finally stopped.

"What's up?" Cong Yi asked.

"I probably found the problem." Yan Hao said.