Shadows of the Deep Chapter 11 - 11 11 On the Computer

??11: Chapter 11: On the Computer

11: Chapter 11: On the Computer

Because he had trained these students personally, most of them were destined for the battlefield unless sothing unexpected occurred.

By improving their scores now, perhaps they could get into a better school and therefore have a better future.

Thinking of this, Tang Yan’s face twitched as he shouted.

“Steady on, don’t rush to get up, get used to the feel first.”

At this mont, Mink, who had stabilized the cha’s body, also yelled at a classmate beside him.

“Don’t be nervous, don’t make large movents as soon as you start; you’ll quickly get the hang of it once you’re familiar with the controls.”

“I don’t need you to tell .”

Chen Tong gritted his teeth as he manipulated the cha to stand up, laboriously stabilizing its body as he replied.

By then, the other three students were also gradually getting a feel for it, managing to control their chas to a stand.

Slowly, Mink and his group began to get into the groove; at least their chas were standing steady.

Tang Yan then gave the next instruction.

“Control the cha to walk in a straight line, don’t sprint, wait until you’re completely familiar before attempting to sprint…”

Mink and the others followed Tang Yan’s guidance, awkwardly moving the chas forward.

Su Ming watched with full concentration as Mink and the others practiced with the actual machines, trying to rember all the key points ntioned by the teacher.

Ti flew, and an hour and a half later, the five training chas had been rotated three tis.

The training results were disastrous; without any surprises, everyone who went up ended falling.

At this point, Tang Yan called out nas once more.

“Su Ming, Cheng Ran, Wang Chi, Qin Lei, Zhao Ran.”

Excitent surged through Su Ming when he heard his na called; his heart rate sped up considerably, so he took a deep breath and walked toward the training cha.

From the observation deck, Lin Chuyu’s gaze landed on Su Ming, watching him quietly.

Li Fubai stood beside her, noticing that Chuyu’s eyes were on Su Ming; a hint of shadow flashed in his eyes, but he said nothing.

As for Zhang Tai, he was focused on Su Ming; he was curious to see what this kid was made of.

Soon, Su Ming stood on the marked tal tile, raising his head and looking up at the “Iron Head” training cha from a close distance.

Though it was a training unit and not equipped with weapon modules, the massive machine with its thick tal body still exuded an intense oppressive force.

A behemoth like this, once in motion, would beco a fierce steel beast.

Regular soldiers would be like ants in front of it, easily crushed.

Creak!

The tal tile slowly rose, elevating Su Ming to the cockpit level.

He reached out to open the cockpit and, with so effort, climbed in.

The cockpit was quite spacious; even soone with Su Ming’s bulky physique didn’t feel cramped.

Suppressing the excitent and agitation in his heart, Su Ming looked around the inside of the cockpit.

The cockpit was made of two main parts: the pilot’s seat and an all-tal control panel.

Su Ming sat down in the pilot’s seat and, following his mory, pressed the safety buckle button on the left armrest.

Click!

The fixed safety buckle extended, securely strapping Su Ming into the seat.

Then he began to manually adjust the seat, ensuring that he was well-positioned in relation to the all-tal control panel.

After these adjustnts, Su Ming turned to the all-tal control panel; he saw thirty-two buttons of various functions and three major control joysticks.

“Whew~”

Su Ming took a deep breath, then with a determined gaze, lifted his hand toward the start button.

Just as his hand was about to touch the start button—

Boom~

With each crash and thud, his anxiety grew even stronger.

Still, he pressed the start button.

In an instant, the cha’s power unit activated, the whole machine shook violently, and a loud roar filled the air, while the screens on the control panel lit up soon after.

“Notice: Power unit activated, energy output stable.”

“Notice: Running self-diagnostics.”

…

Su Ming watched the alerts popping up on the screen, his eyes growing sharper.

This ti at the training ground, Tang Yan, watching the blond and others falling over one after another, had beco sowhat numb to the spectacle, his heart not just bleeding but drained dry.

Zhou Wei could barely keep his mouth closed from laughter—the way they were falling was genuinely comical.

“Ouch!

I’m really dying of laughter.

But do you guys think Mr.

Tang isn’t heartbroken over the training cha constantly crashing?

Back when we touched the real chs for the first ti, though we were a little uncomfortable, did any of us fall like this?”

“Uh, if they keep crashing like this, won’t they damage the cha?

Then we’ll have nothing to practice with.”

Sun Yue said, sowhat worried.

Hearing this, Zhou Wei’s smile abruptly froze on his face—mockery aside, if the cha was really damaged, they would be affected too.

By this ti, Su Ming’s training cha had finished booting up without any mishaps, yet as soon as it moved slightly, it began to lose balance, the entire cha flailing its limbs.

“Sigh~”

Tang Yan sighed, shaking his head helplessly.

However, at that mont, a cry of astonishnt rang out.

“He’s stabilized it.”

Tang Yan blinked in surprise, and upon a closer look, to his shock, he saw that Su Ming had actually steadied himself and even took a big step without falling over.

Witnessing this, a look of disbelief crossed Tang Yan’s face.

When had Su Ming’s piloting skills beco so good?

So far in the class, only the class leader, Mink, had managed to stabilize the cha’s body—everyone else who touched the real machine had fallen without exception.

Don’t underestimate this slight difference; the first ti soone uses a real ch often best reflects their talent and skill.

Tang Yan rembered clearly that Su Ming’s cha piloting was quite average; although his grades weren’t the worst in class, his simulation tests were barely passable at best.

Seeing Su Ming stabilize the cha, Li Fubai’s gaze reflected scorn.

With such limited ability, he dared to chase after Lin Chuyu—it really showed a lack of self-awareness.

If Su Ming had operated the real ch for the first ti with great fluency, Li Fubai might have felt a hint of threat and taken him seriously; now, he only saw Su Ming as a clown.

At this mont, Su Ming was controlling the cha, taking one step after another forward, the cumberso steps of the cha becoming more and more solid.

“When did Su Ming get so good?”

“Damn!

Is that really him piloting?

I haven’t even stabilized the cha yet.”

…

The blond and others chatted incredulously.

Seeing this scene, Chen Tong was also a bit annoyed—he couldn’t believe that deadbeat nerd could operate the real ch so well; there must be a trick.

So, he snorted coldly and said.

“Hmph, maybe he’s rich and has had previous exposure to the real thing.”

“That makes sense, not an impossible scenario—outside clubs can also provide access to real chs.”

“Right, it has to be that!

There’s no way his skill could just suddenly improve so much.”

…

Many classmates chid in agreent.

At this ti, the class leader Mink also rebuked Chen Tong.

“Chen Tong, that’s typical prejudice and jealousy of a classmate’s progress!

Su Ming might not have had great grades, but he has always worked hard.

Now that he’s improved, we as his classmates should be sincerely happy and offer encouragent, not whisper behind his back!”

Hearing Mink’s words, the previously whispering classmates fell silent.