Grobar sat on the sofa with documents in one hand and his beloved pipe in the other. Opposite him was Roy, the captain of the Skeleton Team. At this time, Roy sat quietly opposite Grobar in a very standard sitting posture.

"Tell me your reasons." Grobard put down the papers and looked at Roy and said.

"The report on simulation training is not to mention. Judging from the actual combat data of the previous two times, He Moming is good at fighting in fighter postures. Once the body posture changes into semi-human or human postures, He Moming's shortcomings are very obvious. According to my speculation, He Moming may have trained a little, or has never trained the combat method of human postures at all. In contrast, his combat effectiveness in fighter postures can be said to be very experienced and skilled." Roy organized the language and said slowly.

"Is this the conclusion of the previous investigation you arranged?" Grobal asked, weighing his pipe.

"It's. a big part." Roy nodded.

"You made such a show. I was so badly hurt by you." Grobal couldn't help but smile bitterly when he remembered what happened to the bridge. "So, let's talk. How did you arrange him?"

"Officially join the team. Participate in practical combat missions. The battlefield is the training ground. No matter how good the simulation training is, it is not as good as a practical battle." Roy said directly without thinking.

"What about the arrangement of the body? He made the body apart in the two previous actual combats. The complaints from the preparatory shift have been reached by me." Grobal took a sip of cigarettes and said to Roy.

"Come on my configuration. I believe He Wuming has such potential." Roy thought about it and said.

"Are you serious? Let a newcomer drive the VF-1S as soon as he joins the team?" Grobal said in surprise.

"It is precisely because of this that I cherish it. This kid used the body as an impact hammer in both actual combat, and no matter how many bodies there were, they could not be used like this. If VF-1S was asked to drive this kid, I think this kid shouldn't dare to drive it." Roy said with a hint of joke.

"Well. Okay. Since you said that, then I'll approve it. The rest will be left to you." Grobal signed his name on the document and handed it to Roy. Roy took the document, saluted and turned around and left the captain's room.

He Mo Mingmei was having a date in his dream, and was awakened by the irritable alarm clock. He picked up the alarm clock and threw it hard on the wall. "Bang!" The world was quiet, but the dream was shattered. He Mo Ming got up with a hint of worries and washed it, put on his uniform, and walked straight towards the hangar. After turning a few intersections, He Mo Ming saw Mark, Su Xiong and Yihui, three people in teams coming out of another intersection. As a pilot, sharp eyes are a must. Now, Mark had discovered He Mo Ming and pulled the other two and walked straight towards He Mo Ming.

"Good morning! I heard from the captain that your fighter plane has been approved. I'll wait for you." Mark smiled after greeting him.

"Oh. Is that right? Then I'll go now." He for no reason, raised his foot and left.

"Don't be anxious! The fighter plane is in the hangar anyway, so I can't run away. It seems you haven't had breakfast yet, right? Let's go together." Yihui and Suxiong walked to the canteen with He inexplicably. Mark was playing the forward in front to lead the way.

"How was yesterday?" After receiving the food, the group sat down. Suxiong said the first sentence and went straight to the topic of yesterday's vacation.

"It's time for vacation. That's it." He Wuming was a little absent-minded, picked up the water cup and took a sip of it and responded.

"Is that so? I heard that Lin Mingmei signed with Kaiss. Is it true?" Mark and Yihui shook their eyes back and forth and asked.

"Well, yes. I'm on the scene."

"The press conference will be held in three days, right?" Yihui took the question and asked.

"Yeah. Yep."

Looking at He Moming's absent-minded look, Mark and the other two fought back and forth in the air. However, He Moming really couldn't find the three of them's small movements at this time.

"I heard from the captain that it seems that after the press conference, Lin Mingmei came back to the base to hold a condolence concert." The fight in the air seemed to have a result. Yi Hui each gave Mark the warning of "Let's see!" and said.

"Ah, oh." He inexplicably responded and was stunned. "Wait! What did you say? Concert?" He inexplicably jumped up and asked.

"It seems that. The captain said this just now. He asked us to inform you to get off the hangar." Mark nodded and said.

Before the words could be finished, He Fortune had already turned into an arrow and rushed out of the canteen. The three people left in the canteen smiled helplessly and continued to eat.

Roy was discussing the preparation of the fighter jet with the staff at the hangar. Before their discussion could come to an end, Roy saw He Forming rushing towards the hangar in anger. "What an impatient young man." Roy asked the staff of the hangar to leave first, while he himself was waiting for He Forming at the door of the hangar.

"If you are too anxious, you will be shot down." Roy teased at He who was already breathing in front of him.

"Reported... Report!" He stood up straight inexplicably.

"Well. Relax. I know what you want to ask. One is in the hangar behind me. The other is true. Grace mentioned to me. So, are you going to go into the hangar to see your new partner now, or call your little lover?" Roy bibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibibi

He looked at the hangar for no reason, then looked at the liaison in Roy's hand. Of course, he also saw the hilarious look in Roy's eyes. Without thinking too much, He took the liaison, raised his foot and walked towards the hangar.

"Hey, hey. Don't be too greedy for a young man. Sooner or later, you will be shot down." Roy was startled by He's inexplicable killing.

"Captain. What is your relationship with Grace?" He turned around and asked inexplicably.

"Ah? Grace? It should be considered a friend. Well, friend." Roy thought for a while, his tone was a little unsteady.

"Oh." He Wuming said, and then picked up the contactor in his hand to try to contact Lin Mingmei. Soon, the communication was connected. A woman's voice came from the contactor. After confirming He Wuming's identity, Lin Mingmei was replaced by Lin Mingmei. He Wuming talked about the concert with Lin Mingmei while walking.

"Are you finished the fight?" Roy and He Forming came behind him, while watching He Forming contact Lin Mingmei, walked into the hangar and came to a huge object covered by a large piece of canvas.

He Wuming nodded and returned the contactor to Roy. His eyes naturally looked at the huge object covered by canvas. This should be He Wuming's future partner - He Wuming's true exclusive body. The previous two aircraft were either picked up, but their performance was adjusted because they were used for training. The bigger factor was that these two aircraft were driven out and beaten by He Wuming without any heat. According to the original plot, Saturn's roundabout battle was about to begin, so He Wuming's urgent hope for the exclusive aircraft in his heart became more and more important.

"Do you want to turn it on with your own hands?" Roy picked up a remote control from the side and handed it to He Wuming and said. He Wuming nodded and took the remote control. After taking a deep breath, He Wuming pressed the button. The canvas was unbuttoned the moment the button was pressed. The fighter plane covered under the canvas finally showed its light. He Wuming looked at the transformed fighter plane in front of him that was about to belong to him.

"VF-1S transformed fighter. Due to the scarcity of production capacity and materials, this type of fighter has always produced few fighters, and its relative combat power far exceeds that of the general model of VF1. This transformed fighter is yours. Cherish it for me. How did you drive the two before? Do you use them as city hammers?" Roy briefly introduced the fighter in front of him, and then pulled him over and criticized him for no reason.

"Then...isn't that...isn't there no ammunition? In order to ensure the hit, I can only take the risk of shooting." He inexplicably knew that he was inappropriate and defended guiltily.

"No matter what, from today on, you can treat this fighter well. Then use it as a city hammer like before, and see me deal with you!" Roy let go of He Wuming after saying that.

With Roy's help, He Wuming stepped on a ladder to climb the cockpit of the VF-1S. He Wuming had imagined that his body should be VF1, but he didn't expect that reality gave him a VF-1S. Although He Wuming still wanted to drive a Gundam, it would be OK to drive a Zagu. However, in the world of the Super Time Fortress, it would be great to drive a VF1. What's more, he is sitting on a VF-1S now, which is a captain's aircraft-level body. He Wuming was still a little dizzy in his cockpit.

"Boy, don't sit in it stupidly. Turn on the system and check the program." Roy, who was standing beside him, saw that He was sitting in it for no reason for not responding for a long time, climbed up the ladder and reached out to knock on the canopy cover.

He Wuming quickly turned on the system power and started the detection program.

"Sher..."

"Detection Challenger 663. I found that the Challenger has activated VF-1S. Will the body be set as an exclusive body?"

Sure enough, while the VF-1S system was started, the voice of AI Verus sounded in He Moming's mind again. He Moming didn't think much about it and directly gave a confirmation reply. After all, the appearance of VF-1S has already made He Moming very satisfied at this stage.

"The Challenger confirms the exclusive body. The conversion is underway, and the conversion is completed. The Challenger 663 has obtained the exclusive body."

Model: VF-1S transformed fighter

Level: Level D

Crew: 1 pilot

Mass: 13.3 tons (net weight)

Combatman mode

Height: 12.70 meters

Depth: 4.00 meters

Width: 7.30 meters

Maximum speed at any altitude: 194 km/h

Maximum walking speed: 160 km/h

Fighter mode protector mode

Length: 14.20 meters Length: 11.00 meters

Height: 3.80 meters Height: 8.70 meters

Wingspan: 8.30-14.80 meters Wingspan: 8.30-14.80 meters

Maximum sea level speed: Mach 1.40 Maximum speed at any altitude: 500 km/h

Maximum speed at altitude of 10,000 meters: Mach 2.71

Maximum speed at altitude of 30,000 meters: Mach 3.87

Weapons and Equipment:

·1 3-barrel 55mm machine gun, built into a gun

·4 light laser cannons installed on the head/turret

·2 light laser cannons installed at the front end of the aircraft (where the sensor is up, only carrier-based aircraft on Space Fortress I)
Chapter completed!