Star Ocean: Starting from the Abandoned Mining Space Station

Chapter 35 Rough means of solving problems
As the height of the spacecraft gradually decreased to a position where the mechanical family could be seen clearly.

Chen Ming's heartbeat gradually stabilized. He took a deep breath and focused all his attention on what he was about to do.

Destroy the Psychic Pulse Generator.

Chen Ming quickly adjusted the attitude of the spacecraft so that the bottom armor of the heavy-duty spacecraft that he had modified was facing downwards.

Whether this can happen next depends on the next ten seconds.

The bullet reached the ground faster than the sound of gunfire and the roar of the spacecraft engine.

The splashing dust and violent bursts of sparks immediately caused the two combat machine clans to react.

Like last time, they raised the large electromagnetic weapons on their right arms and locked onto the spacecraft passing above their heads.

The extremely familiar dull hammering sound sounded.

The durability of the armor panel of the spacecraft that Chen Ming had been staring at was instantly reduced by 1%.

But this time, the words "armor penetrated" did not appear after the durability value.

In the three-dimensional imaging of the spacecraft, Chen Ming could see that the two bullets failed to penetrate even half of the thickness of the armor.

"ended."

Chen Ming muttered to himself, stabilized the attitude of the spacecraft, changed its direction, and hovered above the heads of the mechanical tribe.

The two machine guns have each fired nearly a thousand rounds of bullets since they started firing.

Even though the battle machines only had some scratches on their bodies after being exposed to the hail of bullets, the appearance of the psychic pulse generators behind them was already riddled with holes.

The maintenance machine clan braved the rain of bullets to take out metal materials from the storage space inside the equipment for repair.

But it is always easier to destroy than to repair.

Chen Ming filled up all the bullets in the machine gun and fired another round of two thousand bullets.

Even if Chen Ming controlled the spacecraft at the ultimate killing range of the machine gun, a large number of bullets failed to hit due to accuracy issues.

But in the face of absolute numbers, there is no need to care about accuracy.

Under the second round of strafing, the outer protective layer of the psychic pulse generator was completely destroyed.

The internal circuits continuously erupted into sparks after bullets, and Chen Ming even saw an open flame igniting inside the equipment.

There were two more dull hammering sounds.

The third and fourth shots from the two combat machines hit the bottom armor of the spacecraft again.

This time the two bullets also failed to penetrate.

But Chen Ming's eyes suddenly condensed.

Because in the three-dimensional imaging of the spacecraft, the impact points of the two bullets just now coincided with the bullet holes left by the previous round of bullets.

Chen Ming immediately chose to repair the armor. The metal liquid quickly squeezed out the four warheads, filling the defects in the spacecraft's armor and restoring the armor to its original appearance.

He didn't expect that the accuracy of the mechanical tribe's shooting would be so exaggerated.

If you really give those two machines a chance to hit the same location with two bullets, your thickened armor may really be shot through.

Right now, this psychic pulse device is just one breath away from being destroyed. It would be a joke if it overturned in the gutter.

Chen Ming is now extremely grateful that he did not relax his vigilance just now because of the fire in the psychic pulse generator, and was still paying attention to the status of the spacecraft.

Otherwise, unexpected situations may hit you head-on at any time.

Chen Ming withdrew his eyes from the panel. Since he was on guard, he could not give the machine clan another chance.

As soon as there is damage to the spacecraft, Chen Ming will repair it immediately.

It wouldn't take Chen Ming much mental energy to repair this kind of penetrating damage.

Finally, under the continuous fire from two machine guns.The fire inside the psychic pulse generator was completely uncontrollable and suddenly exploded.

The entire generator was torn apart and completely destroyed.

At this point, Chen Ming's goal has been completed and he can just turn around and leave.

Without the influence of psychic pulse, hunting will no longer be difficult.

So Chen Ming immediately changed the flight trajectory of the spacecraft and stayed away from the two machines that were still aiming at the spacecraft to avoid further attacks.

But when the spacecraft completely left their range, the spacecraft stopped again.

Because Chen Ming didn't plan to leave just like that.

The destroyed psychic pulse generator and the several moving machines were all attracting Chen Ming to do something.

The only problem is that Chen Ming's only attack weapon now, the 22mm machine gun, is completely unable to penetrate the armor of the mechanical race and cause enough damage.

And the modifications on the panel that can be made to the machine guns don't seem to be able to change this situation.

To deal with them, it seems that the only way to deal with them is through a less mature method that Chen Ming had thought of before.

Chen Ming opened the panel.

There is a row like this on the ship type panel.

[Ton level: 2000 tons]

This magnitude of two thousand tons is a numerical value used to roughly distinguish the tonnage of a spacecraft.

The Iron Ore is a frigate, and frigates can be further divided into different levels such as 500-ton level, 1000-ton level, 2000-ton level, etc.

Therefore, the specific quality of the iron ore number will be somewhat different from what is displayed on the panel.

If the values ​​in the spacecraft manual that Chen Ming read before are correct.

Then under the standard earth weight constant, the weight of the Iron Ore should be 2209 tons.

There will be some deviation between the weight constants of Jupiter and the Earth, but not too much.

These 2000 and [-] tons were directly pressed down. Chen Ming did not believe that anyone could withstand it.

The spacecraft moved again and returned to the position where the mechanical clan was just now.

The three machines did not choose to follow the departure route of the spacecraft, but continued to guard the damaged psychic pulse generator, as if this was their mission.

Seeing Chen Ming's spaceship returning, the two combat robots raised the large electromagnetic weapons on their right arms and tried to fight back as before.

But the shooting interval of their weapons has become their most deadly problem now. It is impossible for a bullet to penetrate the thickened armor.

It is also difficult for two different machines to hit the same position at the same angle at the same time.

Failure to hit two consecutive shots means that the damage in the previous shot will be repaired immediately by Chen Ming.

As long as Chen Ming can bear it mentally, it will be impossible for the machine race to shoot through this heavy armor in this lifetime.

At this time, Chen Ming, with a trace of uncontrollable excitement, controlled the spacecraft to continuously accelerate, hitting the ground like falling from a high altitude.

He didn't turn on the spacecraft's buffer device until he reached the most extreme altitude.

The spacecraft continued to approach the ground with terrifying gravity acceleration.

The mechanical tribe instantly realized something was wrong and immediately ran towards the nearest woods that could serve as cover.

However, they had just run out a few dozen meters when they were completely covered by the shadow of Chen Ming's spacecraft.

In the futile struggle of the mechanical tribe's continuous firing, terrifying pressure was exerted on them.

(End of this chapter)