321: We are one in mind

"Mr. Jacob, what is he doing?"

Demulan turned to Jacob after seeing Fuji on the giant mech through the screen.

Jacob, who had been leaning casually against the back of his chair, instantly leaned forward, as if he wanted to stick his head into the screen!

After staring for a moment, Jacob breathed a sigh of relief and sat back down.

"You scared me."

"I thought he wanted to pilot storm red."

Hearing this, Demulan immediately shook her head.

"Impossible."

"You're overthinking it."

"Even if he really is a one-in-a-billion piloting genius."

"Leaving aside how he would get in."

"storm red isn't something one person can pilot."

In Demulan's opinion, what Jacob had just said was pure nonsense.

Jacob nodded, then frowned slightly.

"I really was overthinking it."

"But if that's the case, what is he doing up there?"

Demulan also shook her head at this.

With confusion, both of them turned their attention to Fuji.

Fuji crouched on storm red, deep in thought, his brows slightly furrowed.

After about a few seconds, Fuji took a military radio from quantum storage.

After entering Liu Yan's name, he established a connection with him.

But before Fuji could speak, Liu Yan's voice reached Fuji's ears.

"I wish that all my firearms don't need to be operated by hand."

"I wish that all my firearms can float in the air."

"I wish..."

"I wish..."

"I wish..."

Listening to Liu Yan's extravagant wishes, Fuji scratched his head, then cleared his throat and interrupted:

"Iron Egg, stop wishing for now, do me a favor."

Hearing Fuji's voice, Liu Yan, who had been wishing, looked surprised and stopped.

"Tell me."

Fuji organized his words, then said:

"I'm about to try piloting a mech."

"What I need your help with is naturally not the piloting itself."

"But right now, I don't know how to get into the cockpit."

"After all, this isn't a fighter jet or anything."

Hearing the word 'mech', Liu Yan's expression turned strange.

He looked up, constantly scanning the vast battlefield.

Finally, his gaze fell on a hundred-meter mech that was entirely crimson.

Liu Yan's eyes moved slightly, and the scene in his vision instantly magnified like a scope.

After magnifying, he saw Fuji standing on top of the mech's head, holding the military radio while dodging the mech's arms.

At this moment, storm red had almost no way to deal with Fuji, who was like a mosquito on its body.

"There is a way, but... this thing, have you seen the tutorial too?"

Liu Yan couldn't help but ask.

This was too incredible.

"It should be possible, just tell me how to get in first."

Liu Yan thought for a moment, then said:

"The premise of the method is that this mech is piloted by a person."

"Otherwise, perhaps only the heart of africa can be used."

Immediately after, Liu Yan calmly explained the solution he had thought of to Fuji.

"You try it first, I'll continue wishing."

"If that still doesn't work, contact me again, and I'll use the heart of africa to help you get in."

After speaking, Liu Yan continued to make various wishes.

On storm red, Fuji put away the military radio, his eyes shining.

"Indeed, my development of special items is still less than ten percent."

After praising Liu Yan a few times in his heart, Fuji took out experimental data from quantum storage.

As the disc rotated, a ripple spread outwards.

At the same time, three names floated outside storm red.

"It really works!"

After the names appeared, Fuji quickly pulled out the military information terminal and the ten thousand gold tear crown.

Fuji entered the name of one of the pilots on the military information terminal.

Immediately after, he threw the carrier of the ten thousand gold tear crown into the transmission black hole.

Crack——————!!

Fuji instantly crushed the ruby in his hand, and his entire person disappeared above the mech.

Inside the storm red cockpit.

Fuji's eyes widened as he surveyed his surroundings, as well as the sci-fi holographic screens and virtual images.

The three pilots looked horrified after seeing Fuji suddenly appear in the cockpit.

And encountering such an unexpected event caused the three to lose their synchronization.

Almost instantly, storm red, which had been standing on the side of the battlefield, became erratic in its movements.

Seeing this, Fuji quickly raised his hand and shouted:

"Hey, hey, hey, don't move around!"

"Don't break my mech!"

As his voice fell, Fuji quickly stepped forward and walked to one of the Hafke pilots.

Considering that firing a gun inside would affect the cockpit.

Fuji used the military information terminal to transmit a ten thousand gold tear crown container out.

After finishing, he put the ruby into one of the pilot's hands, then held the other's hand and instantly crushed the ruby.

At the moment of crushing, Fuji immediately let go of his hands.

Just like that, that pilot disappeared from the cockpit.

Somewhere, Jacob, who was watching Fuji's every move through the screen, had a face full of black lines.

Demulan, beside him, was too shocked to say anything.

"I told you this piloting method wouldn't work!"

"That Romisius guy insisted that one person couldn't operate it!"

"In this situation, wouldn't the mech be directly paralyzed?"

"Although the impact isn't big, it's the face! Hafke's face!"

"This is a slap in Hafke's face!"

At this moment, Jacob watched this scene, his face flushed, his chest heaving up and down.

The battle with Xia Guo was already a complete and utter crushing defeat.

The most important thing was to make some people experience war and hate war.

Among them, some would inevitably agree with his philosophy and join him.

But besides that, Jacob also wanted to showcase this top-tier technological level in these wars.

After all, owning a sports car at home is completely different from driving a sports car outside.

This is the same as being rich and not returning home, like walking in fine clothes at night.

Seeing Jacob's anger, Demulan spoke up to soothe him:

"At least... he also can't pilot storm red."

"After all, the three pilots suffered a lot during the three-person synchronization training."

"In the end, it was only achieved with the help of brain-machine interface."

"The current situation is, at most, that the mech is paralyzed..."

As she said the last sentence, Demulan's voice also gradually diminished.

After all, the current result was simply too embarrassing.

But before Jacob could speak again, he saw.

Fuji in the cockpit took out two gold bars from quantum storage.

"Here, brothers, one for each of you."

Fuji placed the gold bars into the hands of the other two pilots.

The moment the two touched the gold bars, their expressions subtly changed.

On their faces, a 'you know what I mean' expression appeared.

"Whatever you need, just say the word."

Seeing this scene, Jacob almost choked.

"Hoo——————"

Jacob let out a long, deep breath, finally suppressing the urge to directly end this world.

"Mr. Jacob, please calm down."

"Hafke's Soldiers will not be bought by mere gold."

"It's the power of that gold bar..."

"Do I need you to tell me?" Jacob glared at Demulan, annoyed.

"Don't worry, even if he buys off these two pilots."

"He still won't be able to synchronize his movements with theirs."

However, as soon as Demulan finished speaking, she saw Fuji in the cockpit raise the heart of africa in his hand.

He pointed at the other two pilots and said:

"I wish."

"Let me and these two good Hafke brothers beside me."

"Become one in mind!"