Class G Battle Suit Fighter
A child from the lowest class of society, a simple G-class boy, will impose himself with his fists in a cruel world. He will advance from the sewers and sewers to the top and fame, from class to class, only with his perseverance, his rage, and his ability to survive. But getting out of the gutter is not easy, nor will the elites allow him to advance easily. Will his fists be able to impose himself on his cruel destiny?
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What Captain Jenkins thought were problems with the control panel, what it really meant was that the combat mecha could not fly with manual control, it could only be controlled through the neural link.
Nothing on the console worked as it should, nor was there any way for the mecha to respond to any command, in the cargo hold of the battle cruiser Jenkins was talking to Gundam while the boy dismantled the entire central panel.
"Some problems? Come on Thomas, I don't know how you dared to use that thing again"
"Don't complain so much, you're getting paid well for it, and the mecha really serves more to intimidate than anything else"
Mouse went down with the pieces and after dismantling everything he began to review circuit by circuit, the board was fine, or with only some minor damage or so it seemed, the problem must be at a deeper level. In the end after many tests the fault was with the main processor of the board.