desire reconciliation

Chapter 53

Bray smiled when he heard the words: "Uriah is indeed powerful, but he is an Alpha, isn't he?"

"Aren't you an Alpha too?" Lancelot turned to look at him, not knowing what he meant.

"But you're not." Bray straightened his body, restraining his laziness.

"I'm not an Alpha, I'm a Beta."

Bray let out an "Oh", with some joking taste, "That's not right."

"What's wrong?" Lancelot looked into his eyes, and for a moment he seemed to be seen through.

"You—are—Omega." Bray paused.

Lancelot looked at him defensively: "I'm Beta."

Bray showed a slightly smug smile: "You can fool them, but they can't fool me."

"So what do you want when you know?" Lancelot didn't want to explain further.

"I don't want to do anything, I just have a unilateral crush on you, but I'm not sure if it's the freshness of knowing you're an outstanding Omega, or the affection between lovers. Maybe we can make friends first?"

Lancelot didn't expect him to be so blunt: "Do you know that I'm the acting marshal now? Do you think it's appropriate to talk to your boss like this?"

Bray didn't take it seriously: "Didn't you also say that you are an 'agent', and I also said that I will go home and inherit the family business after a while, and we will not be in a relationship between superiors and subordinates. There are military regulations that prohibit Falling in love with someone inside the military, there is no rule against falling in love with someone outside, right?"

Bray seemed to be sure that Lancelot would be helpless against the military regulations, and there was still that half-smile on the corner of his mouth.

"How do you want to make friends?"

"Let's start by adding a terminal friend?"

Lancelot hesitated.

"can."

After adding friends, Bray seemed to have completed the task, and returned to his lounge without chatting a few more words.

The second match started quickly and ended without any suspense. Bray's operation did show his flaws in about twelve minutes as he said before the match. Lancelot fired a laser cannon to end the battle.

When he walked off the field, he was still wondering if he might have gone too far, but after learning that the Bentley team ended the battle in only 3 minutes, he felt that his [-] minutes was really enough. save face.

There's still an hour's break before the start of the last race

, the field personnel can leave the field by themselves or go to the cafeteria to eat. Lancelot still chose the convenient, fast and cheap nutritional supplements. He nestled in the rest area by himself and dug out the recordings and research moves of Bentley's games.

It has to be said that Bentley is extremely cautious in all aspects of his mind. The operations captured in a few rounds are very basic moves, and there are very few audio and video materials that can be used as a reference for Lancelot.

Even though there was no useful information to be found in the video, Lancelot still watched those few video clips that deliberately concealed his strength upside down several times. Eyes repose.

During the rest, he did not forget to simulate in his mind a few times the things that need to be paid attention to later on the field. It is not that he is not confident in his own strength, what he wants is to be sure that nothing will go wrong.

After winning the first place, he will go to Uriah in a glorious manner, and maybe he will say to Uriah, "The final mecha competition is nothing more than this. I have done what you can do."

He even began to wonder what kind of reaction Uriah would have. It might be a look of underwhelming, saying that no matter how good he is, he still has no record to surpass, or it might be a smile in his eyes, mocking him for being childish.

There was only Lancelot in this lounge. If there was still one person, then he would surely find that Lancelot, who had hardly smiled in the past two days, was smirking at the ceiling with his eyes closed.

Lancelot shook his head and patted his blushing cheeks lightly with both hands, trying to wake himself up, but his thoughts were like a wild horse running wild, out of control.

I don't know since when, the shadow of Uriah always appeared in his thoughts.

He also thought of many other things. I don't know if he was playing the right game. Letting go of his thoughts before the game can really have a positive effect on a player like him whose main output type is mental power control.

His thoughts finally stayed on the two things that the old emperor said to attack Uriah and Bingley told him that Uriah was missing.Contrary to the anxiety and worry last night, today, at this moment, when he was only a few minutes away from the game, when he thought of these two things, he was surprisingly calm.

There was incomparable calmness and firmness in the light blue eyes.

Like a warrior who is willing to lay the groundwork for the empire before going to the battlefield, and sees death as his home, and like a quiet winter night, when the wind blows at the freezing point, it will not cause the slightest disturbance.

Lan's calm lake.

With the opening of the last competition, the atmosphere gradually reached its climax, perhaps because the previous semi-final was too hasty, people's interest and enthusiasm were not released, and the suppressed emotions were relieved in the last competition. The venue and even the entire interstellar world are about to move, restless.

"In the final, Acting Marshal Lancelot faced off against Bentley, the third general appointed by the royal family. The battle is imminent. Who will come out on top and get the right to drive the pure white mech Beimian that can stand side by side with the legendary Nanmian? We will wait and see. "

The commentators in the venue poured another barrel of oil on the tense atmosphere of the game, and the real-time hot list on the star network also continued to push the situation in the venue.

However, Lancelot, who was on the field, couldn't see the grand occasion outside, all he could see was his opponent and the inevitable victory.

The mechas that Lancelot chose for the first two competitions were very common metallic silver, but in the last match he changed his previous style and chose an all-black mecha.

If the mech was inlaid with gold, it would look almost the same as Nanmian, he thought.

After Lancelot entered the mecha and got ready, the communication interface suddenly lit up, and it was actually a message from Bentley on the silver-white mecha opposite him.

Lancelot hung up the communication without thinking, but within a second, the voice of the communication rang again.

He had no choice but to connect to the communication. There are signal shielding facilities in the arena, and their communication in the mecha can't be broadcast. At most, their mouths are only moving, and they don't know what they said or talked about.

Bentley: "I think you played well in the previous few games, but against a veteran like me who has practiced for more than two years, can you still be so comfortable?"

Lancelot snorted coldly. He naturally knew that Bentley didn't come into contact with mechas for the first time in the mecha department. He said this to Lancelot right now to make him mess up.

"Then General Bentley must be careful. If a veteran who has practiced for more than two years is defeated by a recruit who has only been trained for less than two months, it would be too shameful to say it. Besides, you are still my father's confidant. According to my father's character, if you keep such useless garbage to discredit him, it may be resolved at some point."

When Lancelot said this, he was neither humble nor overbearing, and even showed a trace of contempt at the end.

He knew the best way to deal with a Bentley was to move

Seeing his father who only had interests in his eyes, the words passed through the terminal and reached Bingley's ears like silver needles piercing flesh and blood. Bingley couldn't stimulate him, but he messed up first.

"Where can an Omega be capable? Without Alpha, you are just dolls at the mercy of others. The master has carefully dressed you up to look like a human, and you really treat yourself as a human? You keep saying that you don't want the help of the royal family. In the end, it’s not about relying on Alpha to take the position. Now that your lover is in danger, you still want to save the hero? Sober up and go home early to have a baby.”

Even though Bentley stepped on Lancelot's minefield with incomparable precision, he didn't show the slightest anger at the moment. If he could install a heart rate monitor, he would definitely be able to see the waveform on the display screen when Bentley was talking. There was almost no change before and after, as if he had returned to the unfeeling, irrational and rational Lancelot before he met Uriah.

"If you can only bring you psychological satisfaction by belittling people who are stronger than yourself, then you are too pathetic. Oh, yes, although the outside world cannot hear the communication frequency band during the game, what you just said I recorded the passage verbatim."

"I didn't intend to tell you, but it would be despicable if I didn't tell you, and the fight hasn't started yet. General Bentley, your breath is already unstable. Do you need me to stop and let you rest for a while before we start?"

Lancelot spoke the words like a devil, but what appeared on the broadcast screen was his happy expression as if he was talking with someone.

But if someone really observes carefully, he can find that there is no smile in Lancelot's eyes, but it is really difficult for the carnival crowd to find this.

Bentley, who was always on airs, was gnashing his teeth a little bit at this moment. Looking at the camera above his head and Lancelot's threat, he finally squeezed out a few words, "You are amazing." After that, he hung up the communication hastily.

When both of them were ready, the countdown with red numbers in the middle of the arena began to jump, and when the instant reset to zero, two mechas, one black and one silver, soared into the air, and the last match kicked off amid the cheers of the crowd. Prologue.

Maybe Lancelot wanted to preserve his strength, or maybe he underestimated Bentley's explosive power. In the contest of taking the upper hand in the first volley, Lancelot fell behind.

The two racks rose to the highest height, and the silver mecha fully surpassed the black mecha.

A half of the fuselage, the silver mecha from top to bottom, with two mechanical arms folded together, swung in the direction of Lancelot.

There is no point of leverage in mid-air, and turning the direction completely requires the rocket jet assist of the mech's footsteps, but this is extremely technically demanding. If you are not careful, the jet angles of the two feet may be different, and the front and rear feet may be torn.

The correct way to respond at this moment is to turn the two mechanical legs of the rack together in one of the three directions of left, right and back.

Lancelot discovered that there was a flaw on the right side of the Bentley. If it was released to any student or even an older generation operator in the Mech Department, they would all choose to move to the right side.

However, the black mecha driven by Lancelot didn't adjust its posture in any direction. The black mecha turned around in mid-air, with its head facing down and falling straight to the ground.

And the second after he fell, a laser cannon was fired from the back of the silver mecha above, and it was aimed at the right side where Bentley showed his flaws just now. It turned out that this was a trap for him.

The opening was so exciting that everyone in the auditorium watched with bated breath.

When the fuselage of the black mecha was adjusted to be vertical to the ground, the silver mecha, which was in the upper hand, was almost about to hit the black mecha.

I saw the black mecha suddenly ejecting flames from its feet. The flames were originally used to assist. According to the law of conservation of kinetic energy, the specific energy ejected was also extremely large. A piece of metal burns out in brilliant colors due to the high temperature.

Because of this power boost, the black mecha hit the ground faster, and it was about to smash the ground into a big hole. Seeing this situation, some people in the venue exclaimed, and some stood up from their stools , Even if someone crushed the drink in his hand, he didn't notice it.

The two legs that were still spraying flames suddenly changed direction, and the fuselage also made a small angle change that was almost imperceptible to the naked eye.

Even the slightest change in angle will be magnified infinitely at extremely high speeds. Lancelot has mastered this range extremely precisely. Just when the black mecha is about to hit the ground, a dive, almost The distance of only a hair's length brought the speed back up again, avoiding the disaster already set in the hearts of the audience.

If the audience was still lamenting that Lancelot's decision was too risky one second ago, these people all turned against each other the next second, admiring Lancelot's exquisite operation ability on the one hand, and on the other hand started

Began to be sarcastic about Bentley's behavior.

At the beginning, he engaged in a sneak attack and even used shady tricks, but in the end it was nothing to steal. Lancelot's brilliant move just now caused the flames of the mech injector to hit Bentley's mecha.Now that area has not returned to its normal color, and the high temperature has caused great damage to the mech's operating system, so the system has to be forced to use part of its energy to cool down, and the energy is divided, which is a burden for the operator. heavier.

The voices of disgust and abuse from the audience came one after another. Some people were purely trying to be lively and couldn't understand the price and result behind this move, while those senior people or those of the older generation who had studied mechas scolded them. Explain, after the explanation, this group of young people also joined the older generation to share the same hatred.

During the one-and-a-half-day schedule, the spectator seats have always been different. The younger generation and the older generation are not used to each other. One thinks one is naive, and the other thinks the other is boring.

Even in such a short period of time, the audience has formed a chain of contempt. The researchers look down on mecha operators, thinking that this group of people has strong limbs and simple minds;

Mecha operators look down on those who love mechas, thinking that this group of people is just half-baked;

Those who like mechas look down on Xiaobai, who has almost no knowledge reserves, and feel that this group of people is purely here to join in the fun and make fun of it.

At the beginning of this final, although Bentley and Lancelot's operations could not be distinguished, they were judged on their superior character. It can be said that Bentley drew a lot of hatred.It is because of this that the most harmonious moment has appeared in the auditorium since the start of the match.

Turning his gaze back to the arena, the silver-white mecha piloted by Bentley remained in mid-air without moving, but the people in the operating room were already in a hurry.

Dilemma, first because Lancelot was stimulated but he was stimulated, and later because the temperature of the panel was too high due to the failure of the sneak attack. Now the entire mech can mobilize no more than 50% of its functions.

But soon Bentley adjusted the state back. If the temperature of the operation panel is too high, it will directly affect the effectiveness of manual control. Bentley's mental power is also above A-level, and the highest mental power control he has tried before has reached 50%. He was secretly delighted, thanks to his previous save, 50% mental power control was already considered a high level compared to the average mecha department member.

But what he didn't know was that Lancelot's mental power control had reached 60% from the very beginning, and he was able to complete the series of precise operations just now.

The moment it left the ground, the mental power almost filled the entire body to 100%, and it was thanks to this that the accuracy could be raised to this level.

In mech battles, which side's mecha can occupy the space above is not a star and a half, but it can't be too high. Mech battles are not like fighting in real interstellar. The arena has a limited height. The shielding layer blocks the ascending channel of the mecha.

Lancelot's brain was running at high speed while diving. He could predict that Bentley would choose to increase the use of mental power to keep the mech at a high level after the temperature of the panel was too high. At this time, his vigilance must be very high. But it's also the best chance to knock him down from the high post.

Lancelot can go back the same way and attack from directly below, or attack from the left and right laser cannons and the mecha, or dive directly to the top from a distance and then approach Bentley.

The more he thinks, the more countermeasures he will have in each situation, and he is hesitant again at the bifurcation intersection he chooses.

"If rationality can't come up with the optimal choice in a short period of time, you might as well try to listen to your heart and choose what you think is okay."

The words Uriah once said had already planted the seeds in Lancelot's subconscious.

In the end, he chose to rush forward and kill him by surprise. Lancelot, who has always been rational, no longer analyzed and weighed at this moment, and everything followed his instinct and returned to the source.

Bentley suffered from empiricism. Today, Lancelot hit two straight balls in a row, just as Lancelot thought, killing Bentley by surprise.

Bentley had exported all Lancelot's mecha battle data and analyzed them one by one, but he had never used today's tricks once.

The black mecha is like a meteorite hitting an asteroid, with extremely high speed and strong impact, two points and one line, rushing straight to the silver-white mecha staying in mid-air.

The mecha arm turned into a sharp blade, cutting through the air, leaving only a dazzling white light.

The silver mecha couldn't use the laser cannon at the moment, so it had to block the two mecha arms in front of its chest as a shield, resisting the blow. At the same time, the power of the shock wave rushed it back several meters.

The black mecha seized the opportunity and regained the top position within a few tenths of a second. Looking down at the silver mecha a few meters away, even everyone in the auditorium felt that the black mecha seemed to have a sense of consciousness for a moment. , looking down on all directions like a strong man.

The black mecha stopped in the air for less than two seconds, then bent down and rushed towards the silver frame again, taking advantage of the victory to pursue, the sharp blade was unsheathed, and the sparks that struck the silver mecha were visible to the naked eye.

In these few blows, even if Bentley increased the ratio of mental power control, there was no room for him to fight back. He had already exhausted almost all his strength just to resist Lancelot's attack.

In just 5 minutes after the start of the game, the wear rate of the mecha had reached 40%. Bentley watched the recovery value of the mecha on the operation panel slowly increase from 60%.

It's too late...

Finally, after receiving more than a dozen moves from Lancelot, the progress bar jumped to 80%, and the laser cannon could be activated at 80%. There are only two left, and now all he can do is give it a go.

But he is afraid that he will lose before the recovery value is full...

While Bingley pretended to be exhausted, the armor was also slowly descending when resisting Lancelot's attack, and it seemed that it was at the end of its strength.

Just after Lancelot slashed three more times, Bentley's second laser cannon was also ready. He suddenly withdrew a few meters back and made a gesture of fleeing. Sure enough, Lancelot did not catch up as he expected. And the aiming position of the laser cannon is where Lancelot is.

Everyone in the auditorium broke into a cold sweat for Lancelot. If they were directly hit by the laser cannon, the mecha would be scrapped directly, but Lancelot's operation really shocked everyone's jaws.

I saw the laser cannon protruding from the back of the black mecha, and the laser cannon was prepared at an astonishingly fast speed. Even if Bentley's laser cannon started to prepare first, Lancelot caught up with his speed. Only those with high mental power control can do it.

Almost at the same second, two laser cannons were fired from both sides of the venue and converged in front of the countdown screen in the middle.

There is a solid protective barrier between the arena and the auditorium. The shock wave formed by the impact of the two laser cannons also affected everyone in the auditorium. Even well-trained soldiers were shocked by the shock wave. Unsteady, and the communication channel used by the commentator also had a sharp metallic sound at this moment.

Bentley's silver mecha was blown away several meters in the shock wave, and Lancelot's mecha seemed to be a towering boulder in the torrent of the shock wave.

At that moment, the silver mech suddenly exploded in the air, and a picture of Lancelot's victory appeared on the screen at the same time.

Even the commentators were a little puzzled by the sudden moment. Fortunately, the empire's military equipment was very advanced, and the shooting equipment did not stop working for a moment under the shock wave. The big screen broadcast what happened in the first few seconds.

I saw that the turret behind the black frame operated by Lancelot was preparing not one but three laser cannons when it fired the first laser cannon. One was fired in advance to counteract Bentley's second laser cannon, resulting in just That huge shock wave.

The second and third followed closely behind, hitting the silver mecha directly, pinching it from both left and right directions, and blasting the silver mecha into a gorgeous firework in mid-air.

In order to ensure the fairness and fun of mecha battles, the automatic tracking function of the laser cannon was canceled during the battle, which means that Lancelot had already calculated the first laser cannon when firing these two laser cannons. The impact of the shock wave generated on the position of the silver mecha.

After a moment of shock, everyone in the auditorium let out cheers that resounded through the sky.

Some people are dormant because the scene is too grand and domineering, and some people know that the mental power control required to operate three laser cannons at the same time is at least 90%, and high mental power operators have once again appeared in the public's field of vision.

Since "that battle", high-ratio mental power control seems to have become a scale for all members of the Mech Department, a scar that will never heal. After Lancelot's move, although it is not a milestone , but it is enough to awaken the true mecha soul that has been silent for many years in the hearts of the older generation.

There was thunderous applause for a while, and the four spectacles stood up, and the northern crown was crowned to congratulate the birth of the king.