Chapter 219 Machine Soul Joy

  "Here, here, be careful!"

   "Yes, right, left to left!"

Perhaps I wanted to send away the Plague God as soon as possible. Wakanda’s first batch of gold was sent by an anti-gravity land boat the next day, and then the Wakanda soldiers who sailed left the boat and hurriedly Get on a flying machine and get away.

   "Why are you running so fast, without eating you!" The engineer commander wearing only a sports shorts curiously said, holding up the pectoralis major muscles that can kill people.

   "Maybe I saw us in the morning exercise, so I don't want to disturb!" The same muscularly bulging colleague next to him said, holding a dumbbell.

   "I think it is more likely to see thirty shirtless muscular men running in the workshop. He is scared!" A ground attendant on the side vomited.

   "Speak less and unload the goods quickly. These things will be sent to Iraq by the nano-warriors soon. Maybe our laboratory will produce something good!"

   "Yes, that set is really cool!"

The transfer of personnel within Atlas is actually quite frequent. General combatants can choose to apply for a job change after serving a certain number of years. Some people who think they are young will want to enter a higher-level combat unit. For example, departments like Sentinels or Sons of True have higher salaries, and secondly, these high-level combat units have priority in equipment.

Although the most common Titan soldier also has a set of exoskeleton, the function is the most common and the most balanced. If you want an assault model with enhanced speed and power, or a combat expert model, you must have Go to these high-level units, or you can spend money to order from the logistics department. After all, it is normal for the capitalist army to spend money on equipment and accessories, and there is no quality problem with Titan’s own products.

As for Wakanda’s vibrating gold, Fisher also thought about how to use it. Before, he brought back a Mark tank from the Wonder Woman world. He had fired cannons on the Somme, and the emperor would run over his legs in battle. This Mark tank called Hebes was a lot of results. Before the death of Captain Edward, he used it to kill no less than a hundred German soldiers, and this tank still had its own consciousness.

At first, Fisher wanted to put this thing on his farm and park it with the Mustang fighter, but then looking at the unique diamond track around the body of the Mark tank and the side turret, Fisher was inexplicable. The four words "Lei Man Ruth" popped out

Well, it’s not the Riemann Russ who likes to drink and eat meat, wrestling and then open an unobstructed meeting in Fenrir, but the cornerstone of the human empire in the 40th millennium. The Star Army is a type of tank used by the Imperial Guard. .

Riemann Rustank is an important support for the Astral Army to fight against the subspace bulls, ghosts, and snakes. After all, many interstellar warriors are too late to reach the battlefield. Those big-headed IGs can only rely on the laser guns and single-molecule bayonets in their hands, as well as Riemann. Tank and petrified lizard self-propelled artillery come to fight against Chaos Space Marines, demons and cultists.

Of course, Riemann Rustanke also has a lot of variants, like the Victor, Fighter, these features are different transformations, but those are not within the scope of Fisher's thinking, even the most common Riemann There is no way to restore the Ruth model one by one. After all, without the deuterium core being purified, the blaster rifle will always be just empty talk.

Leaving the aftermath of Africa to Cormac, anyway, the coalition forces are very easy to deal with, there is no major problem with the United States, after SHIELD or something is handed over to Wakanda, Fisher followed Zhenjin to Iraq, and he couldn’t wait. To transform his own big toy (paint the chess pieces)

"Come on?" Fisher took out his imported red cigarette soft box, and was about to hand it to Samuel, only to find that the other party had already completed the mechanical transformation of his face, only the eye socket was still a little bit. flesh.

  "Smoking will increase the chance of lung cancer, head, not to mention that I think this state is better now!" Samuel strode forward, still holding a tube of vibrating gold in his hand.

  "Don't you consider using vibrato to change your body?"

  "I am researching a new alloy formula, which is better than vibrating gold. If it succeeds, I will change it. In addition, this is a no-smoking area!"

"Uh, uh, OK!" Fisher tucked the cigarette back into his pocket, and the two of them walked through the deep but extremely bright underground tunnel. The hatches on both sides of the road were mostly trophies or mountains scoured by Fisher. Muir's big machine patted some of the black technology gadgets that he developed casually, and after being brought back by Fisher, the black bass slept here.

"I have studied the transformation plan you proposed. This Mark tank is indeed a bit strange and is indeed suitable for transformation, but I think flamethrowers should be installed on both sides instead of grenade launchers! This will make it easier to clean enemy infantry. !"

   "Uh, I actually want to increase the blasting gun!"

  "Also, if the main gun chooses plasma weapons, we can consider curved shooting, and the damage will be stronger. If we install an anti-gravity device, it will be more flexible!"

   "But then, it becomes a revenant tank (halo), not the Riemann Ruth I want, doctor!"

   "Well, although this will save some vibrating materials, if you insist, we can start the renovation work tonight!"

   "Of course! The sooner the better!"

When he came to a huge explosion-proof door, Fisher stopped, scanned his fingerprints, scanned his pupils, and finally confirmed the voiceprint, the one-meter-thick alloy door slowly opened, revealing the park in the dark. Mark IV tank.

   "Actually, I am very curious, where did you find the antique in such a good condition. It has been almost a hundred years since the end of World War I, but this tank looks like it has just been out of the factory for less than a year!"

"Just treat you as if I had fought a battle! Hey, beauty, I hope you are used to staying here!" Fisher stepped forward and gently stroked the armor of this tank, the pits hit by the 77mm field artillery. The hole, the groove made by the K-ball, and the crack made by the 13mm anti-tank rifle, he could feel that although the spirit of Hebeth was very satisfied with the maintenance during this period, she was eager to fight.

  "Buzzing..." It seemed that he understood Fisher's words. This tank nourished by psionic flame started its engine, and the tank roared and turned its two secondary guns.

   "What does this mean?" Samuel asked curiously.

   "Probably, the machine soul is happy!"

  (End of this chapter)