Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high! Chapter 903: 636 First Battle!2

Perhaps the elite ch pilots in the military district are equally skilled, but Victor still chooses to shoulder this responsibility himself.

Catherine's sharp gaze softened as she replied quietly, "Let's hope so..."

...

As the entire drop pod steadied upon landing after a slight tremor, the interior began to stir with mild commotion upon receiving the organizers' audio notification.

The air on this planet was filled with deadly toxic gases harmful to the human body. While most powerful ch pilots had robust physical endurance, no one wanted external factors like this to ddle with their performance at such a crucial competitive mont.

With the help of his teammates, Victor finished donning his bulky protective outerwear, waved goodbye to the others lingering inside the pod with a smile, and said, "Ladies and gentlen, let secure our first victory in ga one for everyone..."

As Victor stepped out of the pod, an array of Bauhinia ch units, previously submitted, patiently awaited his selection on the airfield.

A kaleidoscope of chs flaunted exaggerated weapon configurations and flamboyant color sches.

Each and every ch had been the result of painstaking, round-the-clock fine-tuning and craftsmanship by Bauhinia's countless engineers over countless nights and days.

Through generations of developnt and innovation, each unit stood out with distinct characteristics and exceptional performance.

The mont Victor stepped out of the pod, the entire match began live broadcasting across the Stellar District.

Those outside the arena could freely select which venue to watch, while inside, participants still had no clue about who constituted their rival teams and where the enemy nation hailed from.

At this mont, nurous citizens within Bauhinia territory, whether at work or lying on their beds at ho, solemnly watched the unfolding live-feed with serious expressions.

Since learning of the opponent, many Bauhinia Republic citizens harbored a faint sense of unlucky resentnt.

"What rotten luck... Our first opponent is the Thunder Dragon Empire."

"Exactly, why did we have to run into one of the three top-seeded players?"

"Rigged! It has to be rigged! The Peak Alliance, the event organizers, was founded by those three nations. They must have full control over this competition!"

"You're overthinking it! Star Alliance even dispatched people to supervise this. There's no room for underhanded maneuvers. It's just sheer misfortune..."

"Sigh... I genuinely thought our line-up for this season was pretty strong. If it weren't for matching against the three seeds, reaching the top four would've been easy for us."

As a nation perpetually subjected to discrimination and suppression wherever they went, even entering the top four would be an extraordinary achievent.

Should their competitors manage to accomplish this, their citizens might finally find less judgntal glances when stepping outside their hos.

But alas, such hopes appeared on the brink of shattering just as they arose.

After all, this was the Thunder Dragon Empire we were talking about!

"But have a little faith in our competitors... At least this ti, none other than our legendary chanic Catherine herself is leading the team, which might bring us a surprise!"

"Exactly! The Thunder Dragon Empire also has just one legendary chanic, but so do we. Surely, Catherine isn't going to be intimidated, is she?"

"The match isn't purely about legendary chanic-level duels though..."

Legendary chanics relied more on their unique aptitude, whereas those second-tier pilots showcased a country's true foundations.

Being able to consistently train experienced, powerful frontline pilots was an advantage only these major nations possessed.

Bauhinia could not even dream of such strength.

"Oh, enough talk; just watch the match already!"

Inside the drop pod where Bai E and the others were stationed, the perspective was locked onto their own competitor, live-streaming footage of their teammate after entering the fray.

Unlike external spectators who could freely switch views, contestants within the arena were restricted to monitoring their teammate-centered perspectives.

However much insight one could glean about opponents would depend on the tactical decisions of each participant squad.

Hence, so competing nations even assigned analytical substitutes rather than solely combat-oriented professionals as functional additions to their teams.

Watching Victor, dressed in his slightly cumberso protective wear, approach the line of chs, so team mbers appeared visibly excited.

"Wonder what type of ch the little battle maniac will choose..."

"His personality seems better suited for the assault-type 'Vanguard.'"

"But isn't choosing 'Vanguard' too risky? If he fails to eliminate the opponent during the burst phase, he could easily be played to death afterward."

"I think going for 'All-around' is a more balanced choice. It can stand its ground against any opponent."

With generations advancing the diversification of ch designs across the cosmos, distinct branches erged, tailored to various scenarios.

For instance, those capable of unleashing extre speeds in short bursts to close in swiftly and strike explosively — "Vanguard" chs.

The trade-off for such bursts was a compromise in hull protection levels and limitations on mounted weaponry.

Then there were "All-around" chs, boasting comndable performance across all trics.

But being all-around ant diocre, inferior in speed and burst power to "Vanguard," less capable in long-range support than "Sentinel," and weaker than "Mountain Foothills" in defense and thrust capacity.

Furthermore, Sentinels excelled at firepower but lacked lee capabilities, whereas Mountain Foothills had impressive defensive prowess but suffered severely from poor mobility.

Each type ca with its own strengths and shortcomings.

Enhancing one aspect ant compromising another.

Distinct ch types developed unique counter-relations when clashing against one another.

Even within the sa type, each nation's models varied greatly in design and specialization.

Until the pilot's individual skill gap widened sufficiently, it was a ch's performance and attributes that ultimately determined the outco of engagents between two mobile warriors.

Thus, selecting one's initial ch demanded careful consideration.

"Moderation isn't that kid's style. chs matching the pilot's character tend to yield better results most of the ti."

"Our match terrain is a primitive forest. Under those circumstances, Vanguard units hold a clear advantage. Just Vanguard then."

As they spoke, the team occasionally glanced at Catherine, their otherwise silent leader.

Typically, critical decisions like this would involve input from the leader pre-match.

But for so reason, Catherine had refrained from giving any directives regarding this choice.

She remained focused on the pod's live feed yet shifted her attention lightly to Bai E with a curious query: "Which type do you think he'll pick?"

"All-around, I suppose..."

Though not fully familiar with Bauhinia's ch units yet, Bai E reckoned that kind of balanced design aligned with Victor's eventual decision.

After all... it was also Bai E's personal favorite type.

On primitive planets, ch units didn't co with elaborate distinctions.

"All-around" represented the closest resemblance to the versatility Bai E was accustod to.

"Seems like you understand this guy better," Catherine mused with a faint smile. "That rascal... He pretends to be wilder than anyone, yet in truth, he holds the strongest sense of responsibility."

As the pioneer competing in the first match, there was little doubt he would opt for the All-around.

Not rely for advantages stemming from ch type countering or relations with opponents, but equally because of one other factor... the environnt.

In the face of an entirely unfamiliar alien setting, a pioneer's role transcended securing the opening win; it was about establishing groundwork!