Max and the Mechanical Army Chapter 91

The forced march of the Silver Ten Guards with sufficient energy was very anti-human. Those with insufficient qualifications had to receive a large dose of soothing agent before getting on the mechas. During the entire march, no one, including the commander-in-chief and the drivers of each mecha, was allowed to move around on the mechas. Everyone's position was fixed by protective gas. Due to the high speed, all mecha swords were limited to simple communication signals on the mechas, without language.

When Lu Bixing hurried over, he forgot to turn off the personal terminal on his wrist, which was still displaying the design drawings of the Eighth Galaxy Communication Network.

Dylan Lin was waiting for him at the entrance of Chongsan. Without further ado, he said directly: "To board the mecha today, your body must be in the best condition. Even a little discomfort is not acceptable. If you have any problems, stay at the base and wait for me."

Lu Bixing was actually feeling quite uncomfortable. He had been running all the way here, and his ears were ringing like a wind tube, and his chest felt like it was going to explode. "Give me... give me a shot of soothing agent as a backup."

Dylan Lin looked at him deeply, nodded quickly, turned around and stepped onto the third floor. The sleeping giant sighed deeply the moment he was connected to the mental network. Within five minutes, the entire mecha team was lined up on the track in an orderly manner, and the track preheating began.