From scrap mecha to science fiction paradise

Chapter 196 The oriole is behind
No! There may be a third party!

Xue Siqiao's sudden reminder made Lin Yu perk up a little.

"Where is he, can you confirm his identity?"

Lin Yu asked immediately.

"Wait, I was looking...found it."

Xue Siqiao was also on the Nantianmen at this moment, right next to Lin Yu, operating the projection interface rapidly with her hands.

Soon, good news came.

A projection panel was pushed in front of Lin Yu.

Above is a blurry figure that flashed by in the nearby Skynet surveillance.

Next to it is the identity information that Xue Siqiao found through image processing and face matching techniques.

"Inspection Office..."

Lin Yu couldn't help but stare when he saw the information above.

The person who flashed across the screen turned out to be an agent from the Inspection Bureau.

The Inspection Bureau is the law and order maintenance agency in the Blue Star Federal City.

An organization like the Pilots Association essentially only carries out the functions of a small number of violent organizations and actually has no law enforcement power.

The Audit Office is the one that is truly responsible for basic public security and law enforcement.

It’s just that in this world, various AI, smart machines, and surveillance systems are too advanced. Various cases usually involve technical crimes, and electronic guards will replace many manual tasks, making the Audit Office appear more mysterious.

They are not responsible for routine patrols or catching petty thefts, and rarely carry out routine violent activities. They only act as detectives to investigate more serious cases that cannot be solved by electronic guards and AI.

"So, the Inspection Bureau is also targeting Zhong Changhe."

Lin Yu frowned slightly.

With the involvement of the Inspection Bureau, it would be much more difficult for him to get Zhong Qihang's supplies.

Even if they can snatch it away from Zhong Changhe later, there will inevitably be all kinds of wrangling afterwards.

Furthermore, this requires Zhong Changhe to successfully rob the goods.

Now the Inspection Office is obviously well prepared and is just waiting for Zhong Changhe to come to them.

In this situation, can Zhong Changhe successfully rob the batch of goods from Yuanhang Machinery?
"Do you want me to make some noise to remind you?"

Xue Siqiao suggested.

"No, Zhong Changhe will definitely retreat if he knows the Inspection Bureau is here."

Lin Yu decisively rejected it.

This was not a serious robbery at all.

It was just a collusion between uncle and nephew Zhong Qihang and Zhong Changhe.

You can grab this batch of goods at any time, and if this batch doesn’t work out, you can arrange for the next batch.

Therefore, there was no need for Zhong Changhe to risk being caught by the Inspection Bureau to commit robbery.

If he really knew that people from the Inspection Bureau were lying in ambush here, he would definitely run away.

"Let's wait and see what happens."

After thinking for a moment, Lin Yu decided to take a look at the situation first.

At the same time, in a building on Barak Street, next to Brock Street where the Celestial Mecha Group is located.

"The target has arrived at the scene."

"The Far Eastern Machinery transport vehicle is expected to appear from the southwest intersection in seven minutes."

"Everyone, take your positions and be ready to arrest at any time."

Several agents from the Inspection Bureau leaned over the window to watch the situation.

In the communication channel, the voice of a middle-aged man who should be the commander of the operation was also calmly giving orders.

After the order was given, the communication channel fell silent, but it was like throwing a stone into a calm pond, causing the agents hidden there to gradually become a little agitated.

"Mr. Mihol, I heard that the target this time is a pilot, and a pilot who was once as famous as Zhang Wuji."

An obviously much younger white young agent couldn't help swallowing his saliva and looked at his senior next to him: "Are we going to face mechas later? We don't have any heavy weapons that can deal with mechas..."

"Focus on it, Holm. You just need to do what you are supposed to do."

Mihoel is a middle-aged white man with a beard. He is obviously much more mature and steady. Even when he was replying, his eyes were fixed on the target and his words were full of harsh rebukes.

However, he caught a glimpse of Holm's anxious and worried look from the corner of his eye.

I don't know if it's because he has a sharp tongue but a soft heart or if he was thinking about how he was when he was just starting out.

Mihoel seemed to have softened his heart a little, and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, the mechas will be taken care of by other pilots, we only need to take care of the non-armored units."

"Is he a high-ranking pilot from the Pilots Association?"

Holm was curious and excited.

The status of pilots is already very high in the Federation.

In addition, as a legendary profession, it is naturally admired by young people and even most men.

"No, it's from the office."

Mihoel shook his head.

"what?"

Holm's excited expression suddenly became gloomy again.

When the Inspection Bureau needs to use combat units such as mechas, it often asks the Pilots Association for cooperation.

After all, the pilots of the Pilots Association are more professional, have more experience in driving and combat, and their aircraft are stronger.

As for the Inspection Bureau, although it also had some mecha rations, the ones distributed were standard mechas.

After all, it is an official organization, and the focus is on the collective. The mechas are also collective assets of the Inspection Bureau, and it is impossible to customize them in a personalized way like individual pilots.

On the other hand, since it is an official organization, its funding can only come from official funds, which are often relatively limited.

It is not easy for major capital groups like pilots to train too many special combat personnel. The federal officials may be generous with military spending on the army, but it is impossible to spend too much on law enforcement agencies such as the Inspection Bureau.

At least they are not as good as the pilots trained by various capital forces at all costs.

Even the various intricacies of procurement can only be said to be understood.

To some extent, this is also the reason why the Pilots Association has emerged.

Using capital and private mecha maintenance can greatly save expenses, and at the same time, a large number of professional pilots with sufficient experience, high-level and strong mechas, and good at single-person and team combat can be dispatched at any time.

The federation only needs to have control and sufficient military power to suppress, and this is a perfect system.

Of course, under this capitalist political system, many things cannot be viewed purely from the perspective of a ruling group.

Various capitals may unite or fight against each other. When targeting individuals, the federation may have an advantage, but when it comes to certain collective interests, the federation itself is often in a weak position.

In other words, 'they' are the Federation itself.

The disadvantaged are those who do not belong to "them" but are included in the collective of the Federation.

Under such circumstances, various factors influence and interfere with each other, and it is not surprising that any abnormal situation is formed.

It is no wonder that Holm was so unconfident when he heard that the mechas dispatched were from the agency itself.

When the Inspection Bureau needs to deploy mechas, it usually cooperates with the Pilots Association, and its own mechas have rarely been deployed.

Now it is a question whether those machines that have been outdated for who knows how many years can still be used.

Even if it can move, it is just a standard machine. It pursues the highest cost-effectiveness and universality. In terms of combat power alone, there is a huge gap between it and the modified machines tailored by professional pilots.

"Hey, this time it's different."

Seeing Home like this, Mihor knew what he was thinking about writing. He laughed, patted him on the shoulder and said:
"The one dispatched this time is not an ordinary agent, but Miss Noelle who just returned from the military."

"Ms. Noelle, who once defeated an E-class machine with an F-class standard machine? Has she been transferred from the military to the agency?" Holm's eyes lit up again.

And it shines brightly.

The director's daughter, Miss Noelle, is one of the few pilot-related legends in the Ceylon Audit Office.

It is said that when he was a second-level agent, he drove the standard aircraft of the Inspection Bureau to fight against an illegal E-class pilot, and defeated the pilot. Finally, he was noticed by the military and transferred to training.

"Yes, I heard it was because of the... um, incident some time ago."

Mihoel considered his words vaguely, and finally said, "Because of that incident, Miss Noelle specially applied to be transferred back to help the director. This is her first battle after returning, so there will definitely be no mistakes."

"That's great."

Hearing this name, Holm's expression was full of excitement.

The name Noel is much more famous in the Ceylon Audit Office than Zhang Wuji, Zhong Changhe and the like.

Mihoel is not a talkative person.

After slightly comforting his junior, he continued to observe the situation outside.

Knowing that his words just now were inappropriate, Holm did not dare to say anything more.

The place fell into silence.

A few more minutes passed in silence.

As a container truck slowly approached, the air suddenly seemed to be frozen.

Countless people held their breath and tensed their nerves at this moment.

However, the world will not stop just because some people hold their breath.

Amid the harsh sound of tires rubbing against each other, a closed heavy truck rushed out from the side road, did a tailspin and stopped in the middle of the road.

boom!
Before Yuanhang Machinery's red container truck could brake suddenly, the door at the rear of the enclosed heavy truck was violently knocked open.

A blood-red, demon-like body broke through the car door, dropped its shoulders and blocked the speeding container truck.

With a deafening roar like a bomb explosion, the entire front of the container truck was hit and dented, and the dent wrapped the entire red devil body inside.

The surging shock wave stirred up a semi-circle that was as violent as a substance, carrying a lot of dust and debris.

"GO! GO! GO!"

"bang bang bang bang"

Behind the stopped container truck, another seemingly ordinary SUV rushed out and directly blocked the container truck's retreat.

A group of more than a dozen armed gangsters jumped down from above.

It was obvious that this group of people were extremely professional bandits. Without wasting any time, they directly fired a round of shots at the carriage and then used the tools they carried with them to dismantle the various fixed structures of the container.

The mecha was violently stopped.

Remove the container and stuff it directly into a significantly larger enclosed heavy truck for transportation.

The group's style of action can hardly be described as anything but violent.

But as soon as the gangsters appeared.

How could the arresting officers who had been waiting for a long time just sit there and wait to die?

Bang bang bang bang!

The Inspection Bureau agents hiding in the buildings around the street opened fire directly.

At the same time, from a building on the side, a blue and white machine holding a giant sword also rushed out.

boom!
With one sword, Zhong Changhe's body was smashed and flew backwards.

"Zhong Changhe, you are under arrest."

The blue and white body design has a clear anthropomorphic tendency, the overall lines even have a bit of girlishness, and the color of the paint is also highly similar to the uniform tones of the Inspection Bureau.

Standing there, although it was clearly a mecha, it gave people the illusion that there was really a heroic young sheriff standing in front of them.

In fact, the code name of this machine is also called "Sheriff".

"Oh, I really was underestimated..."

Zhong Changhe's red body slowly climbed up from the ruins of the building it had crashed into, and a gloomy voice was clearly heard through the mecha's speakers.

"Catch me! Let Zhang Wuji come!"

After saying that, he suddenly jumped up, took out a long knife from his back, and slashed at the "sheriff's" neck.

The Sheriff raised the giant sword. An ordinary man's waist is broad, so when he held it horizontally it looked like a shield.

But Zhong Changhe had obviously anticipated this, and the attack on the neck was just a feint.

Seeing that the sheriff was forced to raise his sword to defend himself, he immediately changed his tactics and cut at the wrist where he held the sword.

The giant sword is powerful and strong, and is good at using its force to overwhelm people. The long sword is naturally inferior to it.

But being light also has its advantages, which is that it is faster and more adaptable.

Furthermore, the knuckles and wrists of a small mecha are indeed extremely important and fragile parts.

After all, fingers and palms are only so big, and they have to maintain flexibility and strength. It is impossible for them to be covered with heavy armor, and it is difficult for them to have particularly high strength.

Once hit, it is easy to chip it off.

In order to save space, small aircraft often use external weapons.

Without the hand holding the weapon, the threat would be greatly reduced.

Facing an opponent that cannot be defeated quickly, this choice is absolutely brilliant.

But the girl driving the sheriff is no ordinary person.

While Zhong Changhe was changing his moves, the giant sword was even one step ahead of him. It had already flipped over with a swing of the arm, and then the sword body was held down by the other arm, blocking the trajectory of Zhong Changhe's long sword like an upright shield.

Either it is prediction or deliberate exposure of flaws before taking action.

When close combat is improved to a certain level, the technique of exerting force is no longer important and it becomes more of a psychological game. It is not surprising to see such a scene.

All we can say is that the girl’s skills have reached a certain level.

But since Zhong Changhe was once comparable to Zhang Wuji, he was naturally no ordinary person.

He soon followed suit and changed his tactics again. Each move was exquisitely skillful. He attacked wildly and stabbed fiercely, fiercely and ruthlessly.

The girl, on the other hand, makes light of heavy tasks and anticipates the enemy's moves. She seems clumsy and heavy, but she always makes the best decision at the critical moment.

There was no ferocity, not even any murderous intent.

Some are just calm.

Block all attacks.

Make full use of the greatsword's lethality, oppress the enemy little by little, and establish advantages steadily and orderly.

It's like patiently weaving a big net.

The spectacular battle between the two amazed many people, and countless people envied the skills of both.

But in the end, the girl was still more skilled.

The big net will eventually be woven into shape.

With steady progress, her advantage is growing.

Zhong Changhe gradually switched from offense to defense, and finally began to be at a loss.

Finally, the net was closed.

With the last powerful slash that swept away the long sword, the red demon machine staggered, leaving the door wide open.

The girl held the giant sword "Sheriff" horizontally, holding the hilt with one hand and the blade with the other, and sent it through the empty space towards the chest and abdomen of the red devil machine.

(End of this chapter)