Reborn in StarCraft, God sent me a husband

Chapter 246: The Mecha is Destroyed

Taking advantage of the two days left, Chu Shen called Mo Jia and the other four to conduct a final inspection and adjustment of the mecha.

In fact, it is mainly an inspection, because all designs have been modified according to Chu Yu's habits.

To prevent students from illegally loading weapons and using hazardous materials, all participating mechas must be modified and stored in designated areas.

The five people took the data and design drafts from previous times to the storage area.

After swiping the card to take out the mecha, several people went to the closed transformation room.

"I have some new ideas these days. I have drawn the design draft. The changes are very minor. You can take a look first."

Chu Shen projected the design draft and then released the space button of the mecha.

"Wow..."

The moment the mecha was released, the giant collapsed with a loud bang. Chu Shen was grabbed by Mo Jia and quickly dodged to avoid being hit, but a few of the flying parts still hit him, and he turned pale with pain.

"what happened?"

Several people were horrified and their hearts sank when they saw the collapsed mecha.

Without worrying, the five people approached the mecha again, and only then could they see clearly that the right leg of the mecha was broken at the knee and the left leg was deformed, so it could not stand steadily.

"How could it be broken?"

Mojia approached the fracture and took a closer look, and found that there were heavy signs of human damage.

"Are the people of Kenster so shameless?"

"Shit, the thrusters on the legs are broken, this needs major repairs."

“The major repairs need to be re-approved, and the time is too tight!”

"This matter must be made public, stupid Kenster."

In addition to being angry, they were also afraid that they would not have enough time to participate in the competition.

Chu Shen picked up a piece of spare parts with a gloomy face.

"It shouldn't be them."

Kenster's Angel Military Academy is now far ahead in points, and would not resort to such crude means for a small mecha design competition.

At most they would do some small actions to disgust them, but this kind of thing is still too bad and obvious.

"Have you offended anyone? Or have you got on bad terms with anyone?"

The innovation of this mecha lies in its legs, and the teacher said it was a plus.

Because it has not been used in competitions yet, few people know about it.

The opponent's attack was precise.

Several people shook their heads.

"There are a few classmates in school who I don't have a good relationship with, but they were unable to come to the competition."

"Me too."

"Damn it, who is so wicked?"

Several people cursed, but Moga did not speak. After thinking for a while, he said:

“Who can open the doors of the storage area?”

You Xueying, the only girl in the group, answered: "The organizer, the school teachers, and ourselves."

The organizer's universal card can open all cabinet doors, the school's card can open the cabinet doors of its own students, and each group has one card that can only open the doors of its own team.

"Let's check the door opening records!" You Xueying said, "The rules have been changed this year, so we can check it ourselves without having to contact the organizer."

The others looked at You Xueying with admiration. They were only concerned with the mecha and didn't pay attention to these details.

Several people hurried back to the storage area and swiped their cards to check the records.

It shows that the cabinet door was opened once at 1 a.m. today, and it was opened with a secondary card, the one for school.

"Who holds the school card?" Moga asked.

The girl touched her head and said, "It seems to be Mr. Mo, the deputy director of the Design Department."

As soon as the word "Mo" came out, the expressions of several people suddenly became subtle.

The relationship between Moga and Mocheng's direct descendants seems to have always been lukewarm.

Especially with Mo Feng, there seems to be some friction.

Director Mo is Mo Feng’s second grandfather, Mo Ti.

But, could it be them?

Although Mo Feng's team entered the advanced group, they were eliminated soon after.

Some people didn't dare to guess further, but Mojia did.

"I'll check the surveillance. I'll leave this to you!"

He had actually confirmed it, and he felt angry and a little guilty at the same time.

They had finally gotten to this point, and everyone had contributed more or less their own creative ideas.

Judging from previous performance, their design had a good chance of winning. Now that it has been maliciously destroyed, how can they not be angry?

He just didn't expect that Mo Feng would take action on such an important matter.

How dare he?

Moga angrily found the security department, explained the situation and wanted to retrieve the surveillance footage.

But he never imagined that something even more disgusting was waiting for him.

"I'm sorry, classmate. There was a system failure this morning and all the surveillance footage disappeared. We are looking for someone to restore it. Is this urgent? Can I help you with it?"

Urgent, of course I'm anxious.

Moga looked at their ugly faces which were faintly gloating. What else could he not understand?

Fault?

Ah!

Yes, they won’t do it overtly, but they can disgust you over such trivial issues.

Well, since he can't do anything to them, don't blame him for taking revenge in a more disgusting way.

He left the security department and clicked on the computer to end the recording.

Then I logged into Xingbo and recorded a video.

No rants or complaints, just miserable feelings.

He stated that his team's mecha was maliciously damaged, and said that he was unlucky enough to encounter a surveillance bug, which was extremely miserable. That recording was also edited in to support his words.

"…That's all. I need to go fix the mecha quickly. I hope I can make it in time."

At the end of the video, he even performed a macho tearful scene.

He was already a well-known game anchor, and later with the help of Guyu, he was given the title of "Little Lucky Star". He now has 500 billion fans.

It has a very large number of fans, and they are very active and sticky.

"How shameless of you, Kenster, to use such a shady trick."

"Classic surveillance disappearance technique!"

"Boss Mojia is too kind. It's probably them who did it."

"If you mess with the lucky star, you'll be in trouble!"

"Haha, you slander me without any evidence. I think you know you can't win, so you staged it yourself!"

"Yo yo yo Kenster's dog is here again."

"Who slandered you? Moga was just stating the facts. Did they say you did it?"

"Since you claimed it on behalf of the organizer, then it's your fault!"

……

This matter quickly attracted the attention of the organizers.

If it hadn't been a big deal, they really wouldn't want to get involved, but now, they don't know whether to take or not take the surveillance records.

When they found an excuse that the system was restored, they discovered that Moga and his team's storage area was deliberately placed in a very remote location, which was in a blind spot of surveillance.

Now, netizens are even less convinced.

There were malfunctions and blind spots. How could such mistakes happen in such a large-scale competition?

According to Interstellar's technology, there should be no dead corners, and even if there are, storage cabinets should not be placed in dead corners.

So the people from Oro are easy to bully?

The organizers of Kenster were speechless.

This time it was yellow mud falling on my crotch, it was shit if not shit.

Although there were blind spots, Moga still copied the surveillance footage between their last two visits to the storage area.

Mo Feng must have been prepared if he dared to do such a thing, and the blind spot was probably part of his plan.

He moved the monitoring progress to the early morning of today, and a familiar figure appeared on the screen around one o'clock.

……

"Brother Feng, there are some very pretty senior girls in some of the games today, do you want to go and watch them?"

"Are there any good-looking beginner girls?"

"No, but it has a unique style."

……

Mo Feng's team was chattering about which senior was cool and which junior was pretty.

They were eliminated early, and there were no other competitions except for the big military exercises.

So many days have passed, I'm almost idle and starting to grow grass.

Mo Feng touched his waist and felt that he had gained weight, so he thought it would be good to go out for a walk.