Three Hundred and Seventy-Five 1 Everything Goes Well
"The principle of this kind of thing is actually very simple. If we improve it like this..." In the dim room, an old man with a wrinkled face was looking at the machine working in front of him and said slowly.
In fact, what was in front of him was a radar made by Alan Hill. These parts were stolen from the last raid. For these devices, the puppet empire lost a lot of elite power.
Some things are like this. Once you know the principle, there will be a sense of enlightenment. For the magic empire, radar is actually not impossible to complete the design.
Behind him, a young magician shook his head and explained to several magicians: "I didn't have this instrument when I was in Alan Hill, I really don't know if there is a more advanced replacement. Taste……"
"You'd better recall, Alan Hill is still developing similar equipment! A little information is enough, no matter what direction." In front of the young magician, an elderly old magician Some asked reluctantly.
This young magician was a defector from Alan Hill. Back then, they defected from Ailan Hill, and it has been a long time since anyone came to question them about Ailan Hill.
In fact, it is also because they have defected for a long time, so the information and technology they have are no longer so important.
As a result, in the past few days, in order to crack Alan Hill's new technology faster and better, these defectors have been called up again, asking questions about radar and other radio wave technologies over and over again.
It is a pity that although the puppet empire wanted to master this kind of technology, they did not get any valuable information on these defectors. Everyone shook their heads and said that they did not know similar technology, because at that time, Ailan Hill's radar technology is still a very secret technology.
Some of the magicians who defected to the puppet empire in front of them were spies of Alan Hill, and of course they would not leak their secrets. The other part is the magician who followed Frenzberg to study the combination of magic and science and technology. Naturally, they will not be exposed to the related technologies of radar technology.
Farther away, a group of magicians gathered and were debugging a device that had been improved by magic.
"We are trying to improve its working accuracy so that faster enemy missiles can be detected..." A magician emphasized the confidence while debugging the equipment in front of him.
After all, for the Magic Empire, it is actually very easy to shoot a magic beam in one direction, but this kind of magic method didn't have much effect before, so people rarely use this kind of technology.
After all, in the past magic age, attacks all happened within the visible distance, and it was not meaningful to waste magic to detect the enemy remotely.
But it's different now. The magic of long-range alert has a place to be used, and the magic detection after technical enhancement can definitely be used in the direction of actual combat.
The puppet empire is so keen to integrate Ailan Hill's science and technology, it is actually looking for a solution that can crack the long-range strike of Ailan Hill's missiles. If they can address the threat of nuclear-armed ballistic missiles, they can take this protracted war with greater ease.
Franzberg stood in the crowd and remained silent. In fact, he is really pouring the five-flavor bottle in his heart now, how can he feel a sense of immortality.
Before he was in Alan Hill, he was responsible for the research of similar magic and science and technology research. When he betrayed the Holy Demon Empire and went to Alan Hill, he also believed that what this technology represented was the vast future of the magical world.
But then he got tired of it, he really got tired of it. Tired of not studying advanced magic principles, but wasting time on the almost useless combination of technology and magic.
He wanted to get in touch with more magic, as if he could hear a voice whispering in his ear, urging him to obey his desires and approach the source of magic.
Encouraged by this voice, he felt that Alan Hill's path was problematic, at least incomplete and unreasonable. So he accepted the price offered by the puppet empire spy who came to the door, and betrayed Alan Hill who accommodated him.
As a result, he now found out that the puppet empire, which was originally too powerful in his heart, was still defeated by Ailan Hill on the battlefield.
It's just a matter of losing and retreating. Frenzberg has long been concerned about the outcome of the war. He is more keen to get closer to the source of magic and to study more powerful and coveted magic.
But the real time really mocked him mercilessly: when he had no experience in approaching the source of magic, his teacher Travish even arranged for him a brand new job, a job that no one had studied before the puppet empire. , but increasingly important work.
Yes, that's right, he is now in charge of the "Fusion of Science and Magic Technology" development project of the puppet empire... just like the work he was doing when he was in Alan Hill.
He really wanted to drop everything he could, then scolded his mentor Travish, and then questioned him, "If I'm willing to study this, I'm in Ireland Hill. Is the research good? What am I doing here? What am I doing?"
It's a pity that he didn't dare to do this, so he could only hold a sullen anger, presided over the work in front of him, and began to study the high-end science and technology from Alan Hill for the puppet empire and the devil.
"Mr. Frenzberg... This beam is very fast... and very accurate, but we don't have a similar screen display, and we can't imitate it in a short time. How to solve this?" A magician repeated the simulation. The operation of the radar beam can only get very vague perception results, and he asked in dissatisfaction.
"Actually, we can use the powder ground from the magic spar to bind the magic power output on a plane to create a similar virtual environment..." Frenzberg was a little absent-minded, and he replied after thinking about it.
This is a very clumsy method, but it is also a more suitable method that the puppet empire can use immediately.
Using this technology, you can determine the incoming direction of the missile, and you can simply lock the height and approximate distance. The disadvantage is that the personnel who need to operate the magic radar are very familiar with this kind of dust display operation.
There is really no other way, because the puppet empire can't even produce serious TV sets, let alone radar monitors.
Listening to a bunch of clueless, arrogant magicians discussing science and technology they didn't understand at all, Frenzberg felt like he was standing in the middle of a bunch of stupid monkeys.
He could only stand awkwardly like this, occasionally making some suggestions of his own, and then being appropriated by a group of magicians to his own.
At this moment, he even began to miss the time when he worked in the technical institute in Ireland Hill. At least at that time, there were many young people with real ideals and aspirations gathered around him. Those young people with online IQs could even provide him with some inspiration at some point.
But what about now? The group of stupid guys in front of them actually have no serious skills. They can only follow behind Alan Hill, steal and steal other people's mature technology, and then use the technology that the puppet empire can understand to plagiarize. .
Is it possible to surpass just imitation and just plagiarism? Just relying on a crude fusion that cannot even understand its inner principles, can it really defeat the Alan Hill Empire, which is becoming more and more invisible?
Frenzberg felt that he was wasting his time here. He looked at the young defected magicians with painful expressions on their faces, constantly thinking about Alan Hill's technology, and shook his head helplessly.
It is impossible for these young people to know such cutting-edge technology, let alone young people like them, even Frenzberg himself, more and more unable to understand the scientific and technological achievements from Alan Hill.
He couldn't imagine that Ailan Hill could improve the god puppet, and naturally he couldn't imagine that Alan Hill's god puppet could actually defeat the "original" god puppet of the puppet empire.
In fact, in his opinion, if the puppet empire's puppet technology is surpassed by others, this "country" that uses puppets as its own empire's name will basically have no need to exist worthy of existence.
"We can finally detect Ailan Hill's missiles! In this way, combined with the technology provided by the devil, it seems that we can try to intercept the attack from Ailan Hill!" A magician exclaimed confidently there. .
The colleagues around the magician nodded frequently, as if they could make the Alan Hill Empire bow their heads.
Frenzberg shook his head in despair and walked to the gate step by step. He really didn't want to talk to these people now, even though when he first came, these people were polite and friendly to him.
In this way, he walked out of the laboratory step by step, passed the senior magician guarding the door, walked up the steps, and walked into the sunny hall.
When he stopped behind the Great Magister Travish, his face had the same smile as when he was in Alan Hill, as if he was wearing a mask.
Before waiting for his mentor to ask questions, he bowed his head, concealed his thoughts without blush, and reported softly: "Everything is going well, very smooth."
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In the past few days, Long Ling has been out of town, and he has no conditions to make up for it. He owes everyone a few days to make up for it a little later. Don't worry.