"Duang!"
Although Palin Country's new mecha model had a flexible cockpit structure, without having fastened her safety belt and not properly seated at the control station, the female pilot felt dizzy and her vision blurred from the jolt. However, she forcefully clamped her mouth shut, fearing she might disturb the young boy's operation.
The continuous clacking of the keyboard echoed inside the cockpit. Despite feeling dizzy and her vision blurring, the female pilot pushed herself to watch the command input on the screen.
The OS the other party had written was not sophisticated, lacking essential components for mecha operation such as fire control and targeting systems. The remaining instructions for controlling the mecha were completely different from those of Palin, or to put it another way, the Ideal Country.
It was more brute force, simpler—there was a feeling that no matter what the design of the mecha was like, power was just being sent over headlong.
