It came to a realization that Ye Chong's job required commitment . The consortium would pay one handsomely assuming one managed to produce what the consortium wanted . And clearly within short term Ye Chong would not find any job with higher pay than this . Both of them agreed to this . Shang could not generate figurative funds from hacking the virtual world of Gray Valley, so it was not like those days where Ye Chong could get money from nowhere before .
15 trainees who passed the test . . or 7 of them who performed really well . . . Ye Chong took a glance at his students . His face was grim .
Most of these students had been trained to do battles from afar since childhood . A lot of issues would surely arise if Ye Chong conducted a melee training . It boiled down to habits eventually . They had been wired with techniques of being a pilot, they had been taught to fight with ranged weaponry .
It would not be simple to alter any habit .
Fortunately, these pilots did have a good foundation . They were capable of piloting mech skillfully, which was a relief to Ye Chong .
The trainees stood obediently in front of the grim instructor, as silence magnified their heartbeats .
"Now, I want you all to deploy your own mech and complete the obstacle course," said Ye Chong, pointing at the obstacles far ahead . "One by one," he continued .
So these trainees deployed their mechs . In no time the training field became a giant parking lot of mechs . Ye Chong could see mechs in all sorts of color and shapes . His eyes did catch a few to his favor . He used to pilot the aged rusty Winnie back on Trash Planet-12 everyday, bearing with the worn out seat and the glitchy interface . These youngsters were lucky to be born with a silver spoon, or . . . at least not born among the trash .
Ye Chong walked till the very end of the line, only to find out that all of these mechs were ranged units . It did not sound feasible to run a melee training class when they were running with firearms and launchers . He eventually prompted the training plan provided by the consortium and discovered that all melee units had been sent to the frontline recently . There was no close-combat model left and for the trainees Ye Chong had to order a new batch of mechs, probably borrowed from somewhere else owned by the consortium .
And it would take 5 days for the mechs to arrive .
"You," Ye Chong pointed his finger at Xi Qing and said, "You would be the monitor from now on, watch the trainees on my behalf . "
Ye Chong had noticed Xi Qing from the beginning since he was the only student who was calm and silent the whole time . The dramatic nature of a child in puberty was nowhere to be found on him .
"Yes, sir," Xi Qing accepted the assigned position which stirred envy among the other trainees .
"Start the obstacle course . "
The mechs booted and zoomed towards the starting point one after another . They accelerated over the open pathway and decelerated to make perfect dodge through the obstacles . Ye Chong was impressed . These trainees were exceptional in piloting, much greater than the average pilots in the 5 major galaxies .
Nevertheless, Ye Chong frowned, realizing that these trainees needed no close-combat models but a better physique . Their vitality could last fine in ranged battles . But when it came the clashes of iron fists, they were fragile . Constant collision and thrust were typical in mech-brawling . A pilot could still be worn down quickly under the protection of hydraulic system .
These trainees would not be able to handle it . Well, naturally it was because their physique had yet undergone a complete puberty . So Ye Chong checked out the facilities in the field . Within the next few minutes, he got an idea .
"Okay, off your mechs now . "
"Go there . "
"Go there . "
"Grip the handle . "
"Yes . Now do as I count . "
. . .
. . . . . .
"Hah . . . ," Xi Qing rubbed his sore arms, he could feel his limbs falling off after the few days of training that felt like a walk down the hellish path . They were given heavy trainings, nonchalantly by the inhumane instructor . The list of training just increased uncontrollably while his face remained as expressionless . No one dared to speak up .
They did power training the first session, then reflexibility training the second and reaction training the third . . .
And Xi Qing once thought he was given harsh trainings since he was born . The term "harsh training" had been given a whole new definition after the past few days . It was tough, that he actually blanked out as he ran the pavement . He thought he was becoming a mech . A fully mechanized athlete . They had a quota, regarding the number of training they had to fulfill and people were training dead .
They were convinced that the instructor would listen to nothing else than performance, judging from his surprising act on the first day of the course . The air-headed instructor was one destructive hulk as convinced by the time he took to complete their training . The instructor took only half of the time they did to complete the training .
He was not the babysitting kind of instructor as he would leave the group at the center and pick one corner to conduct his training . That was when a few of them thought they could take some short breaks themselves .
But little they knew that, the instructor knew it . He was one with the eyes of Odin and managed to identify the slackers to chastise them . Yes, it was severe to an extend that it sent them chills simply from thinking it .
The instructor probably nearly committed several murders on one day, sworn by every trainee who witnessed the scene of "punishment" . They almost heard the siren of the ambulance wailing when they perceived the strange cracks coming from those students who turned flappy on the ground afterwards . They had recognized the cruelty of this instructor . There would be no tolerance towards misbehaving students from him .
The instructor probably nearly committed several murders on one day, sworn by every trainee who witnessed the scene of "punishment" . They almost heard the siren of the ambulance wailing when they perceived the strange cracks coming from those students who turned flappy on the ground afterwards . They had recognized the cruelty of this instructor . There would be no tolerance towards misbehaving students from him .
They spent the next few days in panic, fearing that they would enrage the instructor .
The special training designed by the instructor had been lethargically repetitive . It looked simple, with only a few moves to be conducted . . . for the rest of the day of course . A gazillion times it felt . None of them actually fell out of the line surprisingly .
Their tenacity shocked Ye Chong as well, especially when he knew he had 3 female trainees in the line . He was expecting the females, whose vitality was genetically lower than the males, to collapse the first yet they managed throughout the entire course . He did not have them in his top 15 potential successful trainees at the beginning but now . . . perhaps he would need to reconsider .
Hmm . . .
Ye Chong had been quite busy the last few days too . He did not only carry out his own training but also pieced together the designing concept of the strange mech, particularly its interface, the efficient way to use it . Once he got the heck of it, he improved dramatically on his control . The layout was actually not an utter mess on the triangular interface . There was a sense of logic behind .
So Muscle Man had gotten less graceless, as both strength and dexterity were fully demonstrated under Ye Chong's control . The boys and girls were fascinated by his improvement . They had never imagined a boulder to be able to move with such agility, as if they were watching a ballet performed by an elephant . It did not make sense but it just happened . The instructor was moving like a baby in the mech a few days ago, and now he was moving like an assassin from one corner to another .
They had stopped doubting the instructor's profession . They were fully convinced by it . The air-headed instructor was no longer air-headed to them . He had ascended as an unspoken legend, well-respected by the trainees who felt pumped conducting his training .
The first phase of his training course had ended . Ye Chong was astonished by the commitment of these trainees who had completed everything from A to Z . He acknowledged the difference in terms of standards between pilots of Gray Valley and others from the outside . These pilots from the Gray Valley were far more superior than all those so-called heroic young pilots he faced back in 5 major galaxies .
Well, Ye Chong could not observe much changes on his trainees' physique . It was expected since the physical training would be carried out throughout all phases of the course . But he knew that these trainees had changed, their physique had certainly improved to certain extend, at least ready for a mortal combat .
Well, Ye Chong could not observe much changes on his trainees' physique . It was expected since the physical training would be carried out throughout all phases of the course . But he knew that these trainees had changed, their physique had certainly improved to certain extend, at least ready for a mortal combat .
The mech units Ye Chong ordered had already arrived for quite some time, while the other groups had already initiated their pilot training .
"Very well, we would be conducting mech training today . " Ye Chong could hear the squeak of excitement coming from the trainees the moment the keywords were uttered . They were going to make a leap of joy but their feet jerked upon seeing the expressionless instructor .
Kids were still kids . . . after all .
Sighed Ye Chong, seeing the blatant smiles on the children .
They were good pilots yet they remained as a group of undisciplined children . Compared to the Sangs, Ye Chong could not talk battle spirit or fighting will or the royalty of being a soldier serving their own survival . Back on those days, he would only need to give a word then the Sangs would conduct the training themselves . Well he could not expect much . They were children and they were not meant to be made into soldiers . Also, Ye Chong's training course was too packed to include discipline training .
"Now, in line, take your new mech," said Ye Chong upon leading them to the storage .
The machines were glowing in cold metallic colors, like a line of resting beast awaiting for release . The trainees could feel the whispering growls from the lifeless machinaries .
"Wait! That's D-6!!" screamed one of the trainees .
Based on the detailed rules of payment determined by the consortium, both Shang and Ye Chong discovered that they would need at least 15 trainees to pass the examination or 7 of them with superior performance in order to attain the target income . That spelled a total challenge as it meant either the group became the top group in the entire course or both Shang and Ye Chong would have nothing . Well, if they managed to attain the target they would need not to worry of having an empty wallet for a long time, given that they did not have to pay like a king . There was also a specialized war machines given as one of the rewards by the consortium . Such model was a hard find in the market so Ye Chong could probably make a fortune out of it even if he did not intend to pilot it . It came to a realization that Ye Chong s job required commitment . The consortium would pay one handsomely assuming one managed to produce what the consortium wanted . And clearly within short term Ye Chong would not find any job with higher pay than this . Both of them agreed to this . Shang could not generate figurative funds from hacking the virtual world of Gray Valley, so it was not like those days where Ye Chong could get money from nowhere before . 15 trainees who passed the test . . or 7 of them who performed really well . . . Ye Chong took a glance at his students . His face was grim . Most of these students had been trained to do battles from afar since childhood . A lot of issues would surely arise if Ye Chong conducted a melee training . It boiled down to habits eventually . They had been wired with techniques of being a pilot, they had been taught to fight with ranged weaponry . It would not be simple to alter any habit . Fortunately, these pilots did have a good foundation . They were capable of piloting mech skillfully, which was a relief to Ye Chong . The trainees stood obediently in front of the grim instructor, as silence magnified their heartbeats . Now, I want you all to deploy your own mech and complete the obstacle course, said Ye Chong, pointing at the obstacles far ahead . One by one, he continued . So these trainees deployed their mechs . In no time the training field became a giant parking lot of mechs . Ye Chong could see mechs in all sorts of color and shapes . His eyes did catch a few to his favor . He used to pilot the aged rusty Winnie back on Trash Planet 12 everyday, bearing with the worn out seat and the glitchy interface . These youngsters were lucky to be born with a silver spoon, or . . . at least not born among the trash . Ye Chong walked till the very end of the line, only to find out that all of these mechs were ranged units . It did not sound feasible to run a melee training class when they were running with firearms and launchers . He eventually prompted the training plan provided by the consortium and discovered that all melee units had been sent to the frontline recently . There was no close combat model left and for the trainees Ye Chong had to order a new batch of mechs, probably borrowed from somewhere else owned by the consortium . And it would take 5 days for the mechs to arrive . You, Ye Chong pointed his finger at Xi Qing and said, You would be the monitor from now on, watch the trainees on my behalf . Ye Chong had noticed Xi Qing from the beginning since he was the only student who was calm and silent the whole time . The dramatic nature of a child in puberty was nowhere to be found on him . Yes, sir, Xi Qing accepted the assigned position which stirred envy among the other trainees . Start the obstacle course . The mechs booted and zoomed towards the starting point one after another . They accelerated over the open pathway and decelerated to make perfect dodge through the obstacles . Ye Chong was impressed . These trainees were exceptional in piloting, much greater than the average pilots in the 5 major galaxies . Nevertheless, Ye Chong frowned, realizing that these trainees needed no close combat models but a better physique . Their vitality could last fine in ranged battles . But when it came the clashes of iron fists, they were fragile . Constant collision and thrust were typical in mech brawling . A pilot could still be worn down quickly under the protection of hydraulic system . These trainees would not be able to handle it . Well, naturally it was because their physique had yet undergone a complete puberty . So Ye Chong checked out the facilities in the field . Within the next few minutes, he got an idea . Okay, off your mechs now . Go there . Grip the handle . Yes . Now do as I count . . . . . . . . . . Hah . . . , Xi Qing rubbed his sore arms, he could feel his limbs falling off after the few days of training that felt like a walk down the hellish path . They were given heavy trainings, nonchalantly by the inhumane instructor . The list of training just increased uncontrollably while his face remained as expressionless . No one dared to speak up . They did power training the first session, then reflexibility training the second and reaction training the third . . . And Xi Qing once thought he was given harsh trainings since he was born . The term harsh training had been given a whole new definition after the past few days . It was tough, that he actually blanked out as he ran the pavement . He thought he was becoming a mech . A fully mechanized athlete . They had a quota, regarding the number of training they had to fulfill and people were training dead . They were convinced that the instructor would listen to nothing else than performance, judging from his surprising act on the first day of the course . The air headed instructor was one destructive hulk as convinced by the time he took to complete their training . The instructor took only half of the time they did to complete the training . He was not the babysitting kind of instructor as he would leave the group at the center and pick one corner to conduct his training . That was when a few of them thought they could take some short breaks themselves . But little they knew that, the instructor knew it . He was one with the eyes of Odin and managed to identify the slackers to chastise them . Yes, it was severe to an extend that it sent them chills simply from thinking it . The instructor probably nearly committed several murders on one day, sworn by every trainee who witnessed the scene of punishment . They almost heard the siren of the ambulance wailing when they perceived the strange cracks coming from those students who turned flappy on the ground afterwards . They had recognized the cruelty of this instructor . There would be no tolerance towards misbehaving students from him . They spent the next few days in panic, fearing that they would enrage the instructor . The special training designed by the instructor had been lethargically repetitive . It looked simple, with only a few moves to be conducted . . . for the rest of the day of course . A gazillion times it felt . None of them actually fell out of the line surprisingly . Their tenacity shocked Ye Chong as well, especially when he knew he had 3 female trainees in the line . He was expecting the females, whose vitality was genetically lower than the males, to collapse the first yet they managed throughout the entire course . He did not have them in his top 15 potential successful trainees at the beginning but now . . . perhaps he would need to reconsider . Hmm . . . Ye Chong had been quite busy the last few days too . He did not only carry out his own training but also pieced together the designing concept of the strange mech, particularly its interface, the efficient way to use it . Once he got the heck of it, he improved dramatically on his control . The layout was actually not an utter mess on the triangular interface . There was a sense of logic behind . So Muscle Man had gotten less graceless, as both strength and dexterity were fully demonstrated under Ye Chong s control . The boys and girls were fascinated by his improvement . They had never imagined a boulder to be able to move with such agility, as if they were watching a ballet performed by an elephant . It did not make sense but it just happened . The instructor was moving like a baby in the mech a few days ago, and now he was moving like an assassin from one corner to another . They had stopped doubting the instructor s profession . They were fully convinced by it . The air headed instructor was no longer air headed to them . He had ascended as an unspoken legend, well respected by the trainees who felt pumped conducting his training . The first phase of his training course had ended . Ye Chong was astonished by the commitment of these trainees who had completed everything from A to Z . He acknowledged the difference in terms of standards between pilots of Gray Valley and others from the outside . These pilots from the Gray Valley were far more superior than all those so called heroic young pilots he faced back in 5 major galaxies . Well, Ye Chong could not observe much changes on his trainees physique . It was expected since the physical training would be carried out throughout all phases of the course . But he knew that these trainees had changed, their physique had certainly improved to certain extend, at least ready for a mortal combat . The mech units Ye Chong ordered had already arrived for quite some time, while the other groups had already initiated their pilot training . Very well, we would be conducting mech training today . Ye Chong could hear the squeak of excitement coming from the trainees the moment the keywords were uttered . They were going to make a leap of joy but their feet jerked upon seeing the expressionless instructor . Kids were still kids . . . after all . Sighed Ye Chong, seeing the blatant smiles on the children . They were good pilots yet they remained as a group of undisciplined children . Compared to the Sangs, Ye Chong could not talk battle spirit or fighting will or the royalty of being a soldier serving their own survival . Back on those days, he would only need to give a word then the Sangs would conduct the training themselves . Well he could not expect much . They were children and they were not meant to be made into soldiers . Also, Ye Chong s training course was too packed to include discipline training . Now, in line, take your new mech, said Ye Chong upon leading them to the storage . The machines were glowing in cold metallic colors, like a line of resting beast awaiting for release . The trainees could feel the whispering growls from the lifeless machinaries . Wait That s D 6 screamed one of the trainees .
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