My father told me the stories of the Great Sharg War.
An alien creature invaded our planet.
Our world was nearly destroyed.
Until they arrived,
falling from the skies like guardian angels.
We call them the Robos.
But we knew one day
the Shargs would return.
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Ava!
Hey.
Dirt's kinda soft over there.
Okay, okay, so you were right.
Huh. That was pretty close. We almost messed up these new MX1 shocks.
Forget the bike, Stanford, you could have died.
Yeah, but I love this bike.
Well, maybe try harder not to crash it into a huge ditch.
Fifty-four. We could hit sixty.
Dude, don't you think you've pushed it enough?
I'm not helping you.
Come on.
How about you help me if I beat you to Sky Corps!
Yeah!
Woohoo!
General Park, we're tracking bogeys inbound.
New Robo Mechs are arriving, sir.
How many, Sergeant Stanchie?
We're only tracking two.
Really?
Over a year and only two?
That's... what it looks like, sir.
Fine, shut down the Global Defense Ring.
Let them in. And alert the trainees.
Come on, hitting a 60-foot jump, that would be so legendary!
If you really wanna go for it,
I can up the weight of the hydraulic oil in the shocks.
It'll dissipate more heat.
Now you're talkin'. Let's do it!
Attention, all trainees.
New Robo Mechs are en route. We are a code green.
Pilot selection has been scheduled for 1500 hours.
Huh?
Come on, MoSh, what's going on?
Hey, hey, hey. Hurry up!
Will you stop playing with that thing?
I'm just trying to fix it, Ma.
Did you hear?
Yeah, I heard. Everyone heard.
New Robos are here.
I thought you were over all this pilot stuff.
Being a Mech pilot is what I've always wanted.
It's the only thing I want.
Well, I didn't wanna say anything,
but I overheard Chief Max talking in the cafeteria.
I think you got the engineering internship!
You'll be working with Ava!
Yay, engineering.
Sounds rad.
It's a great job, Stanford.
Your father would be proud.
Plus, you'll be right here on the ground with me.
Safe.
Hey, hey!
Hurry up!
You got this, Maya, you're gonna do great in selection.
Yeah, but the fact is, there's only two Robos,
and you know Olivia is a shoo-in for one of them
No, she's not. Just do your best and you'll kick butt.
- You always do. - Thanks, Frank.
Good luck.
Thanks, Stanford.
My Robo, Tombo, and I have a special bond.
It was formed the day we met.
Just like this good boy is forming a special bond with you!
Really, Adam?
You know, just taking mental notes for when I get my Robo, dawg.
Keep dreamin'.
Attention on deck.
Trainees, today's selection will be scored and you will be ranked.
The Robos will be evaluating your performance
and then choose which one of you to bond with.
Those two will graduate to cadets.
Let me be clear,
right here, right now.
This is no game.
Thirty years ago, we faced an enemy like we've never seen.
Great warriors fell so that we could live.
You walk in their footsteps.
Today is selection,
a chance for you to prove your worth.
And for the Robos to select their pilots.
And for the very best of you
to become Mech Cadets.
The sword that fights for our survival,
the shield that protects our humanity!
Hoo-ah!
All right. I understand.
You better focus, Olivia.
This is everything we've worked for.
It's been over a year since any new Robos arrived.
I don't know when or if there will ever be any more.
This is your last chance to become a pilot.
Don't disappoint me.
Good pep talk. Thanks... Dad.
Hey!
Mind your own business, mop boy.
Uh, sir, General Park.
Uh, Sir, uh, sorry.
- Uh... - What is it?
Um, Sir, my name is Stanford Yu.
I know you're very busy today, but I was wondering if there's any way
I could just have a chance at, uh, pilot selection?
Did you take the Cadet screening test?
Yes, sir. I didn't pass.
If you failed the screening test, you're not eligible to try for cadet.
Those are the rules.
Uh, but, sir, I know I can do it.
I've been practicing on the SIM machine, and I could be a...
great pilot.
You killed it! You'll be an engineering intern. Can you believe...
I need you to help me steal an ExoSuit.
Um,
what?
Chief Max wanted to tell you herself, but with the Robos arriving and all...
She said you got the highest score out of everyone.
So... maybe you wanna just let this pilot stuff go, yeah?
Watching the Robos take off, dreaming of becoming a pilot,
those were the last memories I had with my dad.
I made him a promise.
You were five. You don't have anything to prove.
Yes, I do.
This is a bad idea.
Just keep an eye out and make sure no one goes in there. Okay?
Fine. But be careful.
Hey, Sergeant Stanchie,
uh, I think Chief Max is looking for you.
It's something about the selection equipment.
Oh, okay. I just need to grab some stuff.
- She said it was urgent. - Why? Is something wrong?
Um, she didn't tell me.
Dude, Sergeant Stanchie almost busted you!
Where is he?
I said Chief Max was looking for him.
Oh, good thinking. Thanks.
How's it feel?
Fantastic!
Don't do that.
Ever.
You can observe trainees in our selection process from here.
Attention!
This is the moment you've been preparing for!
Good luck.
What are you doing, mop boy?
Sir, he's not a trainee!
Take that off.
You shouldn't be in the ExoSuit. They're for pilots only.
You're not a pilot yet either.
You're nothing.
Come on, Olivia. Leave him alone.
Man, Olivia be on edge.
Selection day.
Plus, if your dad was General Park, you'd be pretty wound up too.
That's usually something I'd pull.
Where did you get that ExoSuit?
Breaking into the briefing room? Stealing an ExoSuit?
These are major offenses.
What were you thinking?
I... I just wanted a shot.
This is not how you go about getting one.
I have to inform you that it is a Sky Corps violation
for non-trainees to be in an ExoSuit.
Your security pass has been suspended upon further review.
These MP's will escort you to collect personals, and then off campus.
No, please, wait!
If he's suspended, he'll lose his internship.
Chief Max wasn't looking for me. Were you involved in this too?
No, sir, she wasn't!
It was my idea, just me.
Take him away.
Let me talk to Chief Max.
Don't get involved. I'll be fine.
Back in formation! Let's try this again!
First two combatants.
Maya Sanchez, Adam Williams.
On guard! Fight!
Yes!
Trainees, prepare for the final event of selection.
On your mark!
Get set!
Go!
I'll take the three on the right. You get the ones on the left.
All Sky Corps personnel,
please join us at Central Square for the selection ceremony.
Stanford!
The final rankings are Olivetti in third,
Sanchez second,
and Park first.
These are our finest candidates.
Please select whom you would want to bond with.
I'm calling them Big Red!
Yes, yes!
This is Thunderwrecker!
Welcome, our newest Mech Cadets.
Congrats, Galleta.
You too.
What is that?
Sergeant, bogey inbound.
It must have gotten past the GDR when the Robos arrived.
- A Sharg? - I don't think so.
Signature doesn't match.
Hmm.
Keep tracking it.
Whoa.
Whoa!
Hello?
Huh?
Whoa!
Hi!
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Okay.
Huh?
Whoa.
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Whoa.
Huh?
Whoa!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Whoa!
Insane! Ha!
What?
You... wanna bond with me?
You're kidding.
This can't be happening.
Oh, right, a name.
You need a name.
How about... Buddy?
That's what my dad used to call me.
Well, it's nice to meet you, Buddy.
I'm Stanford.
I guess we're now a team.
Did it get bigger?
This season on Mech Cadets...
We'll never fully understand how the Robos choose who to bond with.
Buddy chose you.
That bond can't be broken.
You're a Mech Cadet now.
Maya, Frank, I want you to meet the newest member of your team.
- It's not fair. I deserve the Robo! - Yeah, well, Buddy chose me.
Those guys have a year of training on you.
But you'll get there.
Get it together.
- Cut him some slack. - Fine.
Time to bring the thunder, baby!
- Whoa! - It hurts being this good.
You missed your shot. What'll you do now?
I still wanna be a pilot. I don't care how slim the chances are.
I have another idea.
We've got a problem.
The Shargs are back.
A war is coming.
Come get some!
Sacrifices will have to be made.
Take care of my boy.
Shargs are out there.
Right now is our best chance to take it out.
Buddy!
Good luck, pilots. We're in your hands.
Hoo-ah!