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The explanation for this doubt is simple. The mechas that Feng Jun provided to China are all mechas used by the Human Federation military.

Mechas with cabins are mechas used in space warfare, and can help their comrades in space by the way.

The mech without a cabin is a ground assault mech, mainly for impact, and can fly but does not have a rescue function.

What Feng Jun used was the mech of the city defense army, which also had obvious military characteristics, but... it was really a monkey version.

Of course, it didn't matter to him. He shot in time and used the spiritual energy of the cultivator. Otherwise, his mastery of mechas would really be inferior to the elites of the military.

After all, he still has the idea that if there is something wrong with the response of the two parties, he will really not reach out in time-bloody is a lesson, forgiveness without a bottom line... that is a romance film!

There were some mistakes in the response of both sides, but it is understandable that the hardworking staff must close the door before leaving. This is a rare quality—maybe he has personal demands, but in essence, he is saving public property. .

The mistake of the mecha is better understood. I squeezed someone's arm off and let go of my hand subconsciously...A mistake that anyone can make.

So he put on a suit of mecha directly and stepped forward to save the man.

Anyway, only the military knows the breakdown of mechas. It is difficult for others to tell with naked eyes. The reason why he wore mechas in the past was because he didn't want people in the oil industry to discover his anomaly.

The military has now found out that there is something wrong with him, but the two sides have been in contact for too long. It doesn't matter if there is something wrong with him-people know what happened to him, whether the other party is willing to accept it or not.

But the oil industry...especially offshore oil extraction, which is an industry that has very little contact. Although Luohua returns a large amount of light crude oil every year, it does not directly dock with them, but uses a non-face-to-face delivery method.

It is precisely because of this that people in the oil field do not know that their major suppliers are actually from Luohua.

After Feng Jun rescued the man, he immediately tied the man with a seat belt, and then sent it to the gallery bridge. The soldiers in the battleship looked at him with strange eyes.

Feng Jun did not respond to their attention, but his divine consciousness swept the rescued one, then took out a pill, and stuffed it into the person's mouth, "Open your mouth... you have a comminuted fracture now, go back quickly. treatment."

After the pill was stuffed into his mouth, he looked around for a week, turned around and walked towards the bridge, and snorted dissatisfiedly, "What messed up the practice, go back and practice!"

His aura was so strong that no one in the battleship dared to speak out. It was not until after he left that a mecha mumbled and said, "That’s right? He didn’t say anything when he entered the battleship. Let's practice...who gives him the power?"

Of course, this is probably also a complaint. After all, the nature of this battleship is very sensitive. Outsiders walk in so swaggeringly without permission, and finally give pointers openly. It is inevitable that people will feel uncomfortable.

The commander snorted, "The battleships are all people... Forget it, let's not talk about it."

There are outsiders on the battleship. He turned his head to look at those who had been rescued, and said in a deep voice, "To rescue you, we have sent the most elite team. I won't say anything about it... The confidentiality rules are clear, right? ?"

"We know this," a middle-aged man with glasses nodded. Although his skin is rough and dark, he looks somewhat responsible, like a responsible person, but he couldn't help but ask, "This is our Huaxia...new arms?"

"Do you want me to emphasize it again?" The commander asked coldly. Now when it is not a family, "It is our mission to help you, but you should also consciously ask less, watch less, listen less... Don't be casual Walk around and touch."

The middle-aged man raised his hand and rubbed his cheek, "Okay, I will try my best to restrain my colleagues, do you have a first aid kit?"

"Medical soldiers," the commander raised his hand to call for a person, "first help this splint, and the others will check it roughly...I'm going back soon. Everyone is wronged and squeezed first."

Platoon-class warships are really not that big. Although a certain amount of space is reserved for space life, most of these warships are parked in the hangar, and only when the battle is launched will they leave the hangar.

Considering that the warship might be lost in space, it carried some supplies and life-sustaining capsules, but the roominess and comfort level were only the same. There were 16 more people suddenly, and it was still a bit crowded.

Then the battleship began to dive, because the wind and waves were too strong, it was inevitable that there would be a little turbulence when entering the water, but it was the same for the people in the battleship, and the degree of turbulence was much smaller than that of the passenger plane.

The warship submerged all the way and returned to the submarine warehouse hidden on the coast. The people who were rescued next had to undergo some confidential training in addition to the wounded, which need not be mentioned.

What surprised Feng Jun was that the other warship did not follow to leave, but continued to hover near the platform.

He was curious, but the other party had already analyzed his mecha type, and even called him through the public channel, "Thank you, Mr. Feng, for your help. Is there anything else you need to help?"

"I'm not anymore," Feng Jun waved his hand, and then swept towards Jiang Xia's direction, only to find that the toast had already begun. It was Gazi standing on the stage. He knew that it was too late to rush over, so he replied. , "You can leave now."

"We are not in a hurry to leave," the man on the battleship replied. "First, we must collect all kinds of information about the typhoon center. It is a pure scientific mission, and secondly, we must observe by the way..."

He pondered for a moment, and then said, "Are there any foreign ships nearby, and the drilling platform is a bit sensitive."

Feng Jun can probably guess something about the sensitivity of this platform. Although it is a bit unexpected that intelligence work is everywhere, he does not want to know more. It will only increase troubles. He is just a little curious, "Ships...submarines?" ?"

It is really inconvenient to leak too much on the battleship. Although they are sure that pulling the other party into the water is what everyone wants to do, his authority is still not qualified to leak these, "including submarines... but not limited to this."

"Then you are busy," Feng Jun turned his head and controlled the mecha to shoot away.

"This man..." Someone on the battleship hesitated, but in the end he shook his head, "He comes and goes free and easy."

"He is not something we can evaluate," the commander murmured softly, "I don't know if he received a prompt."

Feng Jun really felt a bit emotional. After flying out for a while, he first put away the mecha in the wind and rain, then dived into the water, then returned to Luohua, and finally arrived in Jiangxia again.

When the best man is halfway there, he will leave. Although others have determined that he and Zheng Jike have a good relationship, if conditions permit, he still has to rush back. Don't let other people make bad guesses. It can be regarded as a good start and a good end.

He appeared again, still returning to the best man's ranks, toasting with his fifth wife everywhere.

There are indeed many people who want to get close to him, but as a best man, the first responsibility is of course to help the groom keep off the wine.

In fact, he didn't drink much this time. Although many people know that Feng Jun's drinking volume is actually quite horrible, few really came forward and cheered with him one-on-one.

After all, leaving aside the identity of the cultivator, he is also a real boss now. If others want to toast to him, they must be qualified to toast. In the end, it is the classmates and alumni that they will consider respecting him alone—relationship It's almost impossible.

Senior Tao did not come, and sent an office clerk, who was also a graduate of Jiang Xia, who came on his behalf, but this senior who was one level higher than Feng Jun also nodded and bowed for a long time before he dared to offer a drink alone.

When Feng Jun was toasting to him, he was indeed absent-minded, which was more in line with other people's perceptions—it really was a big deal.

In fact, it was a bit wronged to say that Feng Jun, because he suddenly understood a little bit why the battleship greeted him.

The various information of the Typhoon Center... is it really a "pure scientific research task"?

Think again about what Lin Meili told him, UU reading www.uukānshu.com, what is the grim situation of "biochemical weapons and bacterial weapons", it is not difficult to imagine that the form of future war may not be just guns...

Think about it a little bit more. Let’s take the halfway turn of the typhoon Xingtian as an example... Is there a deviation in the calculation of the weather, or is it affected by some human factors?

There are some things that can’t be considered carefully. It’s really scary. Feng Jun doesn’t think he is persecuted paranoia, but now he has to think about it because some Guojia is really shameless and shameless. The lower limit of is...there is no lower limit.

But the demand for weather weapons... Feng Jun is also a little bit big. To say that the rain-praying array is also a weather weapon. However, in fact, it is only a means for the immortal cultivators to ensure that the weather is smooth, and it has nothing to do with weapons. .

Thunderfall can be considered a weather weapon, but it belongs to the spell type.

Therefore, most of the natural magic attacks on the Lyra plane can basically be attributed to spells or supernatural powers, and consume spiritual energy or even divine consciousness. This driving method is not universally mastered by the current earth world.

That Feng Jun could only cast his search gaze to the Human Race Federation again, where there used to be more mature weather weapons.

However, after the end of the human civil war, there are not many places where weather weapons are currently used-mainly because this thing has little effect on the Zerg, and the scope of application is limited to regulating wind and rain, dispersing natural disasters, etc., similar to Tianqin.

Feng Jun felt that it was not particularly difficult to get this kind of weapon. The key was how would he explain it to the other party?

A high-level civilization doesn't have to make life potions. You can't even take weather weapons from low-level civilizations, right?

(Updated to the middle of the day, has anyone seen the monthly pass again?)