The legend of Tiga

Chapter 2293 Mechanical War Beasts
Human manipulation of machines initially involved mechanical transmission, which uses transmission shafts, gears, and hydraulic devices to transmit signals and achieve the desired effect.

Later, with the development of technology, electronic control systems emerged, which consist of one or more subsystems such as microcomputers, sensors, and actuators. Compared with mechanical transmission, they have a lower failure rate, higher transmission efficiency, and can also complete complex operations.

It's like someone can do all sorts of quick-scoping and headshots on a computer, but in real life, they'll miss the target all the time.

The effect that electronic control can achieve is equivalent to allowing people to operate machinery to perform various complex actions without having to consider their physical fitness, just like playing a computer game.

The neural transmission technology that Agamus used on Trafiza is a more advanced control method than electronic control. It connects to the nerves and directly to the brain, eliminating the need for manual operation. The brain can control the mech with its thoughts, making it as easy as using an limb. This technology is absolutely 'black' to the extreme.

It's important to understand that the human nervous system typically transmits signals at a speed of 50 to 60 meters per second. This is quite fast for a human who is only one or two meters tall. However, when magnified to a mecha that is 50 to 60 meters tall, it results in a delay measured in seconds.

It's like stepping on a nail; it takes a second or two for the brain to register the impact, and then another second or two to lift the foot. This back-and-forth delay of three or four seconds is faster than even an idiot's reaction time, so how can you even fight?

The reason for this is that the human nervous system is adapted to a height of one or two meters, and is naturally not suitable for giant mechs that are tens of meters tall. The same is true for the brain, which can easily process information when it is human. Once it is replaced by a giant mech that is tens of meters tall, the workload increases dramatically and it naturally cannot process it.

Fortunately, there was Makoto Chiba, who was always on the go. When he went to that place that combined multiple worlds such as Pacific Rim and New Ultraman, in addition to helping solve the problems, he also brought out a lot of 'black technology'.

For example, the Meridian Floating Link and Consciousness Sharing System, which completely connects the brains of two people, is very advanced, but also quite outdated.

The advanced feature lies in the floating connection technology of brain neurons, which can not only completely connect the brains of two people into one, but also allow people and mechs to become one, enabling them to control giant mechs tens of meters tall as if they were their own arms.

This technology is incredibly sophisticated, but it's only technologically advanced; the hardware is severely lacking.

The reason why Jaeger requires two pilots is that a single person cannot process the massive amount of information transmitted, which would overload the brain, leading to crashes and damage.

The biggest reason for this is that there is too little information filtering and too low processing efficiency.

For example, when a person walks, the brain does not need to consciously control every muscle, ligament, bone, or even cell in the body; it only needs to consciously think "walk forward."

The same applies to punching and kicking. The brain does not need to control how much force each muscle outputs, how much the ligaments stretch, or how much force the bones exert. Instead, it relies on the habit of 'muscle memory' to become natural.

It's like fighting a war. The commander of a million-strong army is responsible for ordering which division to hold which position, which division to infiltrate, and which division to ambush in which place, rather than giving orders to each soldier, such as 'move the machine gun position forward fifty meters'.

Otherwise, even if one didn't sleep for 24 hours, and each soldier gave an order for one second, one could only command a maximum of 86,000 to 87,000 people a day.

It would probably take ten days to half a month to deploy a million-strong army. On the ever-changing battlefield, an hour or a minute could change the course of the battle. By the time you've arranged everything for each and every one of them, it would be too late, not just too late.

Humans are the same. The instructions given by the brain's conscious awareness are not specific to bones and muscles, but to the whole body such as legs and hands. The reason why specific commands are not needed is because of the 'muscle memory' that humans have developed over a long period of time.

After all, you're controlling your body every second, and your proficiency is constantly increasing, so how could you not be familiar with it?

But it's different when it comes to mechs. No matter how hard you study and practice, it's impossible to stay in the mech cockpit 24 hours a day. Even if you could do that, a person's familiarity with their own body takes years.

Where are the mechs?
Let alone decades, a new generation might be needed every ten years.

Proficiency is naturally far from sufficient, so the gap needs to be bridged by conscious effort. This is equivalent to adding a lot of instructions without any mistakes, otherwise, you'll end up stepping on your own foot or tripping over your own leg. The burden on the brain is immense, so it's no wonder it gets overloaded.

The solutions all involve editing the specific commands for controlling the mecha, which are essentially the human body's 'muscle memory,' into simple, quick, and convenient programs. Just like when a person uses a computer to search for information online, they only need to open the website instead of writing a program character by character.

Therefore, the quality and strength of the program and chip determine the performance of the mecha's operating system. Just like pilots in the era of the defense forces, if the performance of the fighter jet is inferior to that of the enemy, they can only make up for it with technology, so that only ace pilots can be about the same as ordinary pilots of the enemy.

The Jaeger Hunter is like this: whether it's the software program or the hardware chip, it's far inferior to TPC, which has a more balanced technological development. Therefore, it's no exaggeration to say that TPC's neural floating connection operating system is at least a generation ahead, even with the same technology.

In addition to the existing example of Trafiza and the technological supplements from Agamous, it was optimized and modified, allowing a large amount of 'meaningless' repetitive information to be processed by a microcomputer.
This led to the development of the advanced neural operating system that is the Diaborigu.

However, no matter how advanced it is, it is still a new technology and a new product, and it is being used for the first time. The effect, whether it can reach the theoretical value, and whether there will be problems during use are all unknowns.

Furthermore, the human brain is far inferior to that of extraterrestrials in terms of external information output and transmission. Therefore, after comprehensive consideration, Lucia, as a trustworthy extraterrestrial, was invited to participate in the training and assessment of Daiborigu.

As it turned out, Lucia's years on Earth hadn't been wasted. While her tests weren't perfect, they were still remarkably excellent, far surpassing the second-place finisher. This was especially true in virtual neural manipulation, where she was far ahead of everyone else, thus becoming Daiborig's second pilot and primary combat controller. After all, in terms of flying, Shinjo, as an ace pilot, was indeed unmatched, but in combat...
Although Shinjo was once a member of the Victory team and his fighting skills were exceptional, he was no match for Lucia.
It's not an exaggeration to say that Lucia is inferior to the opponent's little finger, but Lucia completely overwhelmed Shinjo with one hand, that would be an understatement.

This is not only a gap in physical fitness between the two sides, but also a gap in combat awareness and experience.

As a child, Lucia became a prisoner of the Wood People after her home planet was destroyed. She became the "fun" in the arena and later became prey for the Wood People to hunt and amuse.

Under such circumstances, anyone without extraordinary talent would have died in countless life-or-death struggles long ago, so how could they possibly have been thrown onto Earth?

This kind of battle, honed between life and death, is far superior to anything you can do on the training field.

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"Fighting mode transformation complete!"

A crisp and pleasant system notification sound rang out in the cockpit of the Daibo Rigu, the words were enunciated very clearly, and one could immediately understand it.

“Leave it to me.” Lucia said, raising her right hand. This movement was immediately synchronized with Daiborigu, who made the same movement without any delay and then swung it forward.

When it throws a powerful punch, the wrist, which is slightly wider than the arm, has a ring of holes, no more than twenty or thirty centimeters in diameter, from which strong airflow is ejected, propelling the giant steel fist and making it roar towards the cosmic synthetic beast Jomos in front of it. It is the Steel Flying Fist that uses rocket thrusters to give it enormous kinetic energy.

Whoosh!
A sharp whistling sound rang out from afar, and propelled by as many as twenty super vortex detonation ramjet engines, the Steel Fist accelerated to supersonic speeds in a very short time, causing an airburst that condensed into a sonic boom cloud at low altitudes, leaving behind a long, slender Mach ring that looked incredibly beautiful.

The punch came with lightning speed; it was almost as soon as Dai Boligu's foot landed before he raised his hand and unleashed the Steel Flying Fist. The entire sequence took less than a second. The output power of the twenty high-purity super vortex detonation ramjet engines was also astonishing.

In just two or three breaths, the Steel Fist accelerated from zero to the speed of sound, reaching an extremely terrifying 400G. The distance between Deborah and the cosmic chimera Jomos was less than 500 meters. So, almost in the blink of an eye, the Steel Fist arrived in front of the cosmic chimera Jomos and, with immense force, slammed into the cosmic chimera Jomos's chest.

boom!
Intense sparks flew everywhere, instantly filling the chest of the cosmic chimera Jomos, almost engulfing most of it. Where it was hit, its scales caved in, nearly sinking into the knuckles of the Daiborigu. The terrifying kinetic energy sent the nearly 60,000-ton Jomos flying backward, its feet leaving the ground. Its massive body crashed into the mountainside behind it with a dull thud, instantly cracking the rock face and crushing countless rocks.

One hit!
With just one punch, he sent the cosmic chimera Jomos flying, much to everyone's delight. Daiborigu pressed his advantage, immediately raising his other hand, his arm straight out, his fingers and claws bent backward, revealing his palm connected horizontally to his arm, and then opening a hole in the middle.

The beam cannon attached to the arm immediately fired, unleashing a barrage of light projectiles that rained down on the cosmic chimera Jomos.

boom! boom! boom!
One after another, light projectiles struck the cosmic synthetic beast Jomos, exploding into bursts of intense sparks. The resulting explosions were as loud as thunder, echoing throughout the valley and reverberating between heaven and earth.

In an instant, flames and smoke surged and filled the valley, engulfing the monster, and the surrounding mountains and earth trembled and shook with the explosion.

Despite the astonishing momentum, Deborah Rig did not stop attacking. Instead, he activated the missile launcher on his back and unleashed a dozen or so missiles at the cosmic chimera Jomos. The missiles flew out from behind Deborah Rig, drawing an arc in the air, and crashed down on the cosmic chimera Jomos.

The explosions came one after another. Pressing the attack, striking while the iron was hot, is the wisdom that mankind has learned from thousands of years of warfare. Once you have the upper hand, don't stop.

The current Deborah Rig is faithfully executing this strategy. After punching the cosmic chimera Jomos away, he even put aside the task of retrieving the Iron Fist and immediately launched a full-scale bombardment, attempting to severely damage the cosmic chimera Jomos in one fell swoop.

After all, almost everyone knows that the Specia chimera has a subspace barrier, but the fact that casting the subspace barrier takes time is still debatable. Therefore, Deborah Riggu launched a rapid and fierce offensive to test whether the subspace barrier of the cosmic chimera Jomos could be cast instantly.

If not, then let's endure the vitality storm. If we can, then we've tested the subspace barrier's instantaneous nature. Overall, no matter the outcome, humanity won't lose out.

After seven or eight seconds, Dai Boligu reluctantly stopped, not because he didn't want to continue, but because his energy bar was depleted and he needed the new Max power system to recharge the weapon system.

Taking advantage of this moment, Xincheng quickly retrieved the Steel Fist, which flew back like a drone, wobbling slightly, and precisely completed the docking. The ingenious mechanical connection was rapid, especially the main shaft, which combined mortise and tenon joints with magnetic attraction and buckles to firmly fix the two together, so that even in a battle involving tens of thousands of tons, there would be no shaking or loosening.

The smoke and dust from the explosion were still spreading, and the sound waves were coming one after another, but Daiborigu couldn't wait for the smoke to dissipate. As soon as he withdrew his steel fist, he took a big step with his strong legs and rushed towards the cosmic chimera Jomos. He got faster and faster, and in just a few steps, he went from walking to running.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
The heavy footsteps echoed through the valley, shaking the ground. The rocks, already loosened by the explosion, tumbled down one by one with a rumble in the rhythmic tremors, adding a touch of cadence to the heavy steps.

(End of this chapter)