Class A?
A moving robot hoovers at a high altitude, scanning the damaged mecha comprehensively. It presents the internal condition of the mecha one by one in a data imaging manner. The corrosiveness of this S-level pollutant is extremely strong, and parts of the mecha's interior have been more or less corroded by the infiltrated fluid, especially the mecha's elbow, where the metal nerves are completely severed.
For the mecha pilot, who has a high sense of connection with the mecha, this undoubtedly feels like experiencing the pain of losing a limb.
The view inside the base is extremely clear, and all the spectators who are focused on the A-26 area view see this severely damaged mecha.
Since the development of the black hole incident, the first damaged mecha has appeared, causing some viewers to exit the view out of fear, while others watch the damaged mecha with great concern.
Many repairmen and experts who couldn't rush to the scene are also following on the star network. Seeing such damage, they can't help but feel challenged. The base's environment is too harsh, lacking safe and stable large instruments, and there is no repairman team readily available.
Regarding KID Ying Chenlin, in the past few days, audiences who followed the black hole incident have heard about him. On the first day, he cooperated with his teammates to kill the S-level pollutant with speed and strength bonuses. After that day, they haven't seen this mecha pilot in action. Now, seeing him on the landing pad, they vaguely remember that Ying Chenlin is, in fact, a repairman by profession.
How skilled is he? This question is challenging to answer. All that can be said is that standing on the league repair platform has already demonstrated a part of his strength. During the league, he seems to have participated in the repair work of mechas attacked by the Bloodeater Crow.
Since the occurrence of the black hole incident, if one observes the A-26 view, they can also see him frequently assisting other mecha pilots in mecha self-checks... But all these cannot clearly indicate his personal strength.
Through a layer of imagery, apart from those on-site, no one knows how capable he really is.
The thunderous sounds of battle continue, and mecha pilots do their best to move pollutants away from the defense system. However, many pollutants are still crawling on the defense system, launching attacks bit by bit.
Below the defense system, after viewing the data imaging, the staff members look at the mecha high above with even greater concern. The repairman in protective clothing is already attempting to dismantle the outer armor of the cockpit, and the corroded outer armor falls from a high place with a loud crash.
It seems that the protective suit does not affect his operation and judgment. The staff knows that Ying Chenlin is a repairman, but seeing him quickly dismantle the mecha is another experience. The other party dared to start working without planning any drawings, relying solely on the data imaging of the robot.
"Don't get close to these thingsartillery the corrosive smell is toxic." Ying Chenlin reminds from above.
The staff nods. "I'll go get the purification device."
Ying Chenlin's movements are quick. He removes the outermost armor and then cuts off the metal nerves to enter the cockpit. The base's conditions are too harsh, lacking large instruments in the repair area. The method of completely peeling off the cockpit, as in the previous conditions, is entirely impractical. The only usable method is to directly open the cockpit and rescue the mecha pilot.
Fortunately, the operation of peeling off is not required. What he needs to do is to safely open the cockpit.
The protective suit somewhat affects his sense of touch. When his right hand reaches into the inner side of the armor plate, he can still hear the sizzling corrosion sound in his ears. Some liquid stains the protective suit, as if trying to corrode the person's limbs through the thin protective suit, but Ying Chenlin's brows do not furrow at all.
On the contrary, those sounds do not affect him at all. His hand penetrates the corroded metal nerves and fluid with precision, finding the almost inaccessible latch that has been corroded. Once touched, he decisively uses the other hand to pry off the mechanical pliers, and the armor plate pulls the metal nerves down from a high place.
People watching the scene on the screen are amazed at his skillful and quick dismantling work.
The entire repairman hangs on the periphery of the cockpit, without any auxiliary tools. All dismantling operations revolve around the mecha, relying solely on his legs wedged in various crevices of the mecha.
The message from the rescue team has been sent to the control room console. The repairman will arrive at the scene in about ten minutes, requesting on-site staff to perform simple cleaning to save time. When the purification device is brought over, there are already about ten corroded armor plates on the ground.
"So fast?" The staff rushes to the monitor. Ying Chenlin has not removed all the armor plates but has opened a gap on the side of the cockpit where three people can pass through. At this moment, only the last armor plate remains in this gap.
Looking at the last armor plate in front of him, Ying Chenlin raises his eyes slightly to look up.
Several mechas are mixed in the pile of pollutants, and the red and white figures are very prominent.
The staff, seeing this, finds that Ying Chenlin's actions have stopped. "Mr. Ying?"
In the control room, the old man sees this and says, "He won't be able to continue dismantling."
Another staff member said, "Is it a lack of tools?"
"No," Old Qiu looks at the young man in the picture. From his choice to dismantle the side to now, almost all the operations are perfect. It can be said that there are hardly any flaws, "There are enough toolsartillery the key is the surrounding environment."
"Do you see it up there? Mecha pilots find it challenging to control their positions in battle. Impact like before can even cause the internal antenna pole to break. Repairing by a repairman is a very delicate job, especially now with corrosive liquid appearing inside the mecha. Have you considered the situation where vibration during the dismantling process may cause the corrosive fluid to flow into the cockpit?"
The staff member is stunned.
The mecha pilot inside the cockpit only wears a combat suit, which can resist pollution but may not resist corrosion.
If the liquid flows backward, the internal mecha pilot will be corroded.
Old Qiu looks at the young man and says, "So he won't be able to continue... we can only wait for the rescue team to arrive."
The battle in the field is still ongoing, not only around the base but also the battle above is particularly intense.
Pollutants in the high sunlight faintly hide, and the huge S-level pollutant blocks more than half of the field of vision. There are also many A-level pollutants that have come along with it. Ji Qingfeng finally managed to snatch back the giant wolf corpse belonging to KID from the pollutant that didn't play by the rules, only to be knocked far away by the pollutant.
Manipulating Theo to hover around, You Su smashes one pollutant after another, aiming at the scene below the defense system. The damaged mecha stays in place, and the repairman in protective clothing looks up. You Su's aiming motion slightly stops.
Under the protective suit, the repairman gestures slightly, pointing to the damaged mecha under his feet.
"You Su, what are you doing over there?" Ji Qingfeng flies back, sweeping away the pollutants around.
"Changing the battle plan." You Su flies to the top of the defense system and stops in front of it. "For the next 10 minutes, don't let them get close to the defense system."
"Hold in front of the defense system?" Huo Yan hesitated slightly, looked in the direction, and noticed the damaged mecha below. "The damaged mecha wasn't sent back to the management bureau."
Huo Yan used to be a military man, and he knew what this meant.
Not sending it back to the management bureau meant that on-site repairs were the only option.
He readjusted his posture. "I'll block that S-level behemoth. The rest of you guard the defense system. Don't worry about the small pollutants, just keep an eye on those big ones."
"Captain Qi, Captain Ke, and the border troops and individual soldiers, can you hear me?"
Huo Yan contacted other mecha pilots. "There's something that everyone needs to help with."
The mechas in the sky adjusted their postures, and the mecha flying away was coming back.
Ying Chenlin was slightly surprised when he saw all the mechas moving. He turned to the staff. "Adjust the robot's perspective, notify me of any changes immediately."
The bewildered staff immediately said, "Yes!"
Mecha pilots stationed around the defense system received contact from KID Ying Chenlin. The mecha pilots who were originally deviating from the plan adjusted their postures at the same time. Everyone was evenly distributed above the defense system. This instant adjustment was immediately captured by the people monitored by the management bureau. The staff members who heard the internal communication were suddenly stunned. "KID's Captain Huo adjusted the strategy."
Another staff member said, "The repairman has resumed workartillery he's dismantling the cockpit shell!"
Ying Chenlin wiped away the fluid on the surface of the cockpit with his hand, quickly scanning the surroundings of the cockpit. As he expected, the fluid had seeped in, but the cockpit had not yet suffered corrosive damage. The material used for the outer layer of the cockpit was the strongest part of the entire mecha, protecting the mecha pilot inside at the moment.
The entire mecha was slanted here and could maintain a certain balance without vibration.
Ying Chenlin poured a neutralizing agent into the crevices around the mecha. After neutralization, the corrosive effect of the fluid was reduced, but it still had a certain destructive power on the human body. He found the right angle for disassembly, took a deep breath, "Hold on."
When the mechanical pliers went down, there was no turning back in the dismantling work.
Everyone watched nervously as the repairman operated.
The staff stared at the monitor of the robot, helping Ying Chenlin see the flow of other fluids inside the mecha, trying to eliminate the flow through the cockpit as much as possible. When the first piece of cockpit outer armor fell from a height, he saw a change in a certain place and exclaimed, "Upper left of the cockpit!"
Everyone's hearts tightened. Ying Chenlin quickly used his hand to block the liquid flowing down from the front side and, using the mechanical pliers, pried off a part, changing the direction of the liquid. Without stopping, he took out a small welding and melting gun from the repair pocket under the right leg.
It was a small and portable welding tool specially made for repairman operations.
"Continue," Ying Chenlin clamped the mechanical pliers at another gap in the cockpit, completely welding the removed part around the cockpit to ensure that the liquid would not flow in before moving on to the next dismantling.
There are multiple protective outer plates on the cockpit shell that serve a protective purpose. To ensure that the liquid does not flow in, the dismantling of each piece is crucial.
After blocking one gap, he quickly judged the next target. As the mechanical pliers moved down, he quickly changed to another tool and removed the most critical piece.
Light entered the dark cockpit, and the mecha pilot entwined with metal nerves was in a state of unconsciousness.
Ying Chenlin shouted towards the cockpit, and the mecha pilot did not move at all. "Gas mask."
The staff immediately had a small robot put it on.
Ying Chenlin took off the protective gloves, took the mask from the robot, and leaned sideways to put it on.
He lowered his body, pressed it against the cockpit, barely reaching the face of the mecha pilot, and the moment he attached the gas mask to his face, the mask automatically conformed to the other's face.
Protection against toxicity was ensured, and the only thing left was to prevent the invasion of corrosive fluid.
Ying Chenlin put on the gloves again, and half of the protective suit was covered in corrosive fluid.
At this moment, a large pollutant from above broke through the blockade of the mecha pilot and rushed straight towards the defense system.
"Hu Luobu!" Ke Lin exclaimed urgently.
Hu Luobu said, "No, can't catch up!"
The sudden change made everyone tense. At the speed of that pollutant, colliding with the defense system would undoubtedly cause vibration.
Suddenly, an energy cannon shot at a tricky angle, blasting the pollutant away just before it was about to collide, stabilizing the delicate balance.
Theo breathed a sigh of relief. "Luckily, we came over in time!"
"Not much time left." You Su raised his eyes, and the pollutants that had been diverted by them were approaching again. "Estimated to hold on for another 5 minutes."
In the sky, all mecha pilots had clear positions.
Protecting the entire defense system from vibration was a pipe dream. They were too few in number to achieve all-around protection, so they could only analyze the protection of key contact surfaces from the force angle, minimizing internal vibration as much as possible.
Everyone watching his actions, who were focused on the rescue, couldn't help but be swayed by his movements.
Very stable. Even in such an environment, Ying Chenlin's hands remained steady.
He proceeded with orderly work, undisturbed by external factors, seemingly confidently leaving all potential dangers to the mecha pilots outside the defense system.
"The rescue team is here!"
The rescue team composed of the border troops jumped to the outskirts of the base at this time and, under the cover of several mecha pilots, entered the base. As soon as they entered the base, they saw the dismantling work from above. In the five-person rescue team, a brightly dressed woman in work clothes ran to the monitoring station, "He's already in the dismantling process. Can't get on the mecha. Find a way to keep him balanced."
The staff saw her and were stunned for a moment. "You're KID's Boss Shen, right?"
"I'll take care of the work here." Shen Xingtang is a retired battlefield maintenance technician, and the on-site operation is as familiar to her as ever. She took a quick glance and knew exactly which step Ying Chenlin was at.
The nearby border military maintenance technician also came forward, seeing the operation on the monitor and couldn't help but say, "It's quite bold, actually using a method of disassembling while repairing."
But it had to be said that this method was the fastest. In a special environment, this approach could quickly rescue the mecha pilot.
The rescue team arrived, and they quickly set up anti-seismic measures on the scene. Everyone's tense hearts finally relaxed. The maintenance technician above the mecha removed the last panel, creating a complete rescue passage.
When Ying Chenlin came down from above, the onlookers finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The mecha's chest had a large hole, and the hole was filled with the corroded residual fluid. A gap for two people to pass through was opened in the position of the cockpit, and the area around the gap was finely adjusted by the maintenance technician. Everywhere was the trace of temporary special welding, and not a drop of corrosive fluid entered the cockpit.
The onlookers couldn't take their eyes off the temporary rescue passage created in just fifteen minutes. Admiration surged in everyone's hearts.
Other maintenance technicians and medical stretchers had gone up high. When Ying Chenlin took off the protective suit, there was sweat on his forehead.
When he saw Shen Xingtang, Ying Chenlin was slightly surprised, as if he hadn't expected her to enter the contaminated area.
Shen Xingtang, however, smiled slightly and gave him a thumbs-up. "Chenlin, well done!"
Although the maintenance technician had a young face, no one dared to underestimate his skills.
The injured mecha pilot was rescued from the cockpit, with stable vital signs and not a trace of corrosion on his body. He came out intact from the cockpit.
The border maintenance technician who participated in the rescue gave him a military salute, and Ying Chenlin humbly returned the salute.
A nearby doctor said, "Thanks to your help, this rescue went smoothly."
Ying Chenlin turned his head and recognized the doctor.
It was the doctor who had examined him when he was on Tianyu Star.
The doctor, carrying a medical kit, said, "Come to the medical room later. The protective suit may not block all the toxic gases. We need to do a check."
Ying Chenlin nodded, "Thank you."
The rescue on-site continued. The border maintenance technicians were dealing with the damaged mechas. Shen Xingtang saw Ying Chenlin still standing in place and hurriedly sent someone to the temporary medical room inside the base.
The mecha pilots outside returned to their original combat positions, clearing the pollutants around.
Everyone on the Star Network witnessed the on-site cooperation between the mecha pilots and maintenance technicians. Although it was only a short fifteen minutes, every minute was the result of everyone's efforts. The greatest pressure was actually on the maintenance technicians inside the scene, and almost all the dismantling work was done by him alone. In the uncertain external environment, he could still calmly carry out the operation.
Inside the management bureau, everyone's hearts relaxed. Old Qiu looked at the young man. He was about to zoom in to observe the other person, but the young man had already turned around and followed the doctor into the building.
Inside the base, a rest room had been converted into a temporary medical room.
Ying Chenlin had already undergone a simple physical examination and wanted to help outside, but Shen Xingtang insisted that he rest for three hours.
Ying Chenlin could only stay here. He nodded slightly and asked, "Is the mecha pilot okay?"
"He's fine. He should wake up in a few hours." The doctor looked at the young man in front of him. "Thanks to you. If it were a bit later, even if he wasn't corroded by the liquid, the internal corrosion would have produced toxic gas."
Ying Chenlin heard that the person was okay and relaxed. "That's good."
"Come in." The doctor held a data tablet, "Your examination report just came out, and I happened to need to talk to you."
Ying Chenlin was puzzled but followed the doctor in.
As soon as he sat down, a temporary data tablet was handed over, showing the vital sign report of the temporary examination.
After handing over the data tablet, the doctor spoke, "During this period, have you undergone any exercise or changed your medication formula?"
Ying Chenlin was slightly stunned and answered truthfully, "No."
For the past few months, he had been taking medication according to the doctor's prescription. The medication had decreased, but there had been no change in the medication formula.
"That's strange." The doctor took out another data tablet and showed him, "Take a look at this one. This is your physical and mental sample from the examination on Tianyu Star."
The two data reports were placed side by side, and the changes in the graph characteristics were particularly obvious.
Ying Chenlin went to the hospital for a checkup every two months, and there were changes in the characteristics of the graph every time. But all the features were not as significant as the changes in these two compared reports.
"I've mentioned to you before that there's an issue with your mental power, but what surprised me is your physique."
The doctor pointed to the physical sample. "When you were checked on Tianyu Star, your physique was still at level B. But in this report, the upper limit of your physique has been raised by two intervals."
Ying Chenlin was slightly stunned and asked, "Two intervals?"
"The term 'intervals' may be a bit vague. To put it simply—"
The doctor said seriously, "The highest upper limit of your physique has reached level A."