Chapter 1040: Message Sent but Rejected, Darkness in the Deep Sea!

The midnight plane didn't know.

Just when he was working hard to "wash away the shame", the mood of the "big guys" who had given him the shame at this moment was not much calmer than him.

The magical inspiration, like the spring breeze, blew throughout the entire Tianyuan territory overnight.

Longteng Village, Madman Weapons Factory.

"Fuck, you're a fucking genius!"

"Look, let me tell you, this will work."

"But are you sure that even if it doesn't follow the regulations, it can still pass the review of the Tianyuan Army and be purchased by them?"

"What are you afraid of? If they don't purchase it, when the plane comes, it will be a great opportunity for me to make use of it!"

The Doomsday Madman and the Spicy Hammer squatted in front of a gun mount that looked quite sci-fi, discussing in surprise.

This 55mm anti-aircraft gun named Ye Ming-1 looks exactly like the guy from the Allied camp in a certain Red Alert game.

The base of the five-pointed star can be firmly attached to the ground, fixing the entire fort without shifting.

The electric loading device only needs to gently lift the shell to the loading port below.

Upward, there is a thick barrel, with an auxiliary frame beside it to help support and ensure accuracy.

If the territory's development in electronic equipment had not been too slow, the doomsday madmen would have wanted to make this cannon fully electronically controlled.

Now, the gun's aiming and firing are manual.

Nature brings an inevitable problem.

Which "genius" can use this anti-aircraft gun to shoot down a plane from a distance of several hundred meters?

"Midnight Plane", the weapons factory's only lifelong tester, has not been able to test new weapons with him for a long time because the tank factory's tasks have been tight recently.

The doomsday madman found the guy with the nuclear rifle and wanted him to test it.

But when the latter heard this, he quickly used the excuse that he had recently suffered from a "terminal disease" and needed to go to the hospital for treatment quickly.

Before he could complain about the poor excuse, the other party disappeared without a trace.

There was no other way, so the doomsday madman had no choice but to put out a reward and invite people to come to the weapons factory to test this new weapon.

However, when I heard that an anti-aircraft gun was used to shoot down a vehicle several hundred meters high,

Ahem.

"It's best not to let me catch the chance. Next time I will let all of them see the power of the Ye Ming anti-aircraft cannon!"

The doomsday madman turned slightly red and coughed dryly.

"If nothing happens, forget it, just wish yourself well."

Spicy Iron Hammer clicked his tongue twice, and finally stopped wanting to complain.

I have to say that Brother Kuangren is indeed an out-and-out "genius".

Not in a derogatory sense, but a special genius in another dimension.

Because the Ye Ming anti-aircraft gun cannot hit the enemy, it can be described as useless to some extent.

Therefore, you either choose to increase the killing accuracy or choose the killing range, and there is no other choice.

Among these two choices, Brother Kuangren decisively chose the latter when he woke up.

And the way he took it was also very simple.

The main ingredient used to cause damage in the artillery shells has been changed!

Now, in addition to the necessary push explosives, the shells contain a specially developed fluorescent liquid.

It only needs to be exploded at high altitude, and this thing will explode and cover a surrounding area of ​​at least one hundred meters.

If it sticks to it, unless you use a special cleaner, you can only use the most primitive method of slowly digging it out with a scraper.

Strangely enough, the "Ye Ming" in the name of this cannon does correspond to its true function.

But if it wants to play a real role on the battlefield, the success rate is still unknown.

"Don't worry, lend me some more, and I'll pay you back as soon as I develop a hit product!"

The doomsday madman stood up and confidently patted the big guy next to him.

However, before he could finish speaking, Spicy Iron Hammer interrupted him, shaking his head like a rattle.

"Go away, you already borrowed 4,000 coppers from me. Didn't the lord own your factory? Why don't you go and apply with the territory?!"

After several shareholding mergers, 60% of the shares in the current steel plant have been replaced by Sumo with new technologies.

Of the remaining 40% of the shares, 10% belongs to Hope Village and the other 10% is given to Longteng Village to facilitate the acquisition of high-quality and low-cost raw materials.

After this calculation, only 20% of the people actually got into the hands of Spicy Iron Hammer.

For this 20%, he also has to be responsible for the expenses of more than 90 people in the current factory, as well as the updating of equipment and production losses.

"No, if the lord knows that I am tinkering with these things every day, he will definitely skin me."

"Please, lend me some more for the last time. I have a feeling that the Ye Ming-1 anti-aircraft gun will definitely become popular."

Look at the confident look of the doomsday madman.

Spicy Iron Hammer hesitated to speak.

No matter how he looked at it, he didn't think that this thing could be used by everyone and become a hit.

Would anyone carry a bulky, heavy anti-aircraft gun home?

No, you don’t even have room to put this thing after you buy it, right?

However, when I think about the three thousand coppers I have paid, if the weapons factory of this doomsday madman goes bankrupt.

Even if it was a waste of time, even if the subsequent director of the weapons factory acknowledged the previous debt, it would probably take a long time to repay it.

"Okay, for the last time, I'll lend you another thousand!"

"two thousand!"

"No, at least one thousand and fifty. The production cost of this Ye Ming anti-aircraft gun is three hundred.

"Fuck, who fool would be willing to buy this? Forget it, a thousand and a half, a thousand and a half!"

Triumph Hospital.

Tian Dadong, wearing a white hospital gown, sat on the hospital bed, flipping through the magazine in his hand out of boredom.

I heard that this was exchanged from the natives next door, and it records the glory of Blue Star three hundred years ago.

In order to prevent all those infected with the Hell Flower virus from being bored, Dean Yan specially applied to give everyone a copy.

But unfortunately, the copy he got was just gossip, full of celebrity gossip.

What a thin and popular young actor, actually a senior agent who has been trained for two and a half years, hiding a secret to steal intelligence.

What a marginal female celebrity who called for a ban on weapons, actually an arms dealer in the Middle East, selling a large amount of arms to support the war.

Good guy, it's so ridiculous!

Tian Dadong couldn't construct a cognition of the Blue Star team through these gossips.

But Lao Liu, who had reached the end of his life and was almost dying, was imitating the movements in the book with all his strength, making a sound of "hehe".

"I say Lao Liu, are you sure you don't want to take a break? You are a patient!"

Tian Dadong couldn't help but complain.

"Young man, life lies in exercise. As long as I can move, I will never rest in the future."

"If you don't exercise well now, I won't lie to you when you leave the hospital. No one will want you to find a job in the territory!"

Old Liu was exercising on his own, with no intention of stopping.

The few people who followed him to exercise also did not stop, and they all confirmed Old Liu's ideas.

"Yes, yes, what are you doing when you are idle? We should take advantage of this time to recover to the level of normal people as soon as possible."

"It's amazing to say that Dean Yan gave me an injection last night, and I immediately felt much better!"

"That's right, Dean Yan is said to be a national treasure, and we are all blessed people."

"Let's take Old Liu. The one who was lifted up was about to die, but Dean Yan pulled him back from the gate of life and death."

"So we have to exercise harder!"

After performing a difficult move, Old Liu even felt like he was back in his youth.

Of course, it's no wonder he felt this way.

Anyone who has experienced a trip through the gate of life and death will have a similar wonderful feeling.

It was as if the whole person had been reborn, and both the body and mentality would experience a magical reverse growth.

"But you are practicing according to the comic book?!"

Some people are slow and some are fast in learning Blue Star language.

Tian Dadong is one of the faster ones. Although he can't speak it, he can already understand most of the meaning of Blue Star language.

At this time, he didn't know how to refute Lao Liu. He glanced at the logo on the top of the magazine and almost spit out the water he had just drunk.

"What, comic book?"

Lao Liu was stunned. No wonder the little man in the picture looks so mini?

It turned out to be a comic book?

The scene was a little awkward for a while.

Fortunately, the door of the ward was opened, and Yan Xiaqing, wearing a white coat, walked in with a group of interns, attracting everyone's attention.

"Wow, you guys recovered very quickly, and you can even exercise!"

A young doctor was amazed, and it was completely unimaginable that these people were still patients close to death a dozen days ago.

"That's right, Dean Yan's treatment is too strong!"

"I feel so good that I can even work in the fields."

"Can I find a job? I want to find a job in advance now, otherwise I'll feel embarrassed to eat for free every day."

The players from the Harvest Tribe are almost all honest people.

Most of them are middle-aged men who are strong and can do farm work, so they can prepare supplies in advance and set out to land on the new continent.

It's a pity that luck is not so good, and too many people got separated on the way.

Looking at this group of people radiant, Yan Xiaqing also felt a little emotional.

"You guys are really lucky. You just caught up with us to test the first phase of the treatment plan."

"Now, the second phase is also used by you for the first batch. It seems that the effect is unusually good."

The road to success is tortuous, especially when fighting against new viruses.

There are not many instruments and time for Yan Xiaqing to study slowly, so the first phase plan is very strong.

Either die with honor or live in disgrace.

Directly use psionic water to support the bottom, and rely on stimulating the body's own immunity to force through the hell flower.

Until last night, a researcher accidentally mixed up the bottles when centrifuging the serum of recovered patients.

He also dozed off during the centrifugation process, which made the centrifugation time several times longer.

Miraculously, a little psionic water mixed with the patient's blood at high speed and actually produced strong antibodies.

No one expected that the strong antibodies would be injected into the human body after simple treatment, and the effect would be amazing.

These people in the ward who were already close to recovery only recovered after one night.

Check the virus content in the body again, and the value has reached a negligible state.

"We must report this news to the territory quickly to see if we can notify the people going to the deep sea."

After recording the status of each patient, Yan Xiaqing went out and hurried to the direction of the village chief's office.

Being able to barely treat the hell flower and being able to completely treat the hell flower are two different concepts.

If this good news can be passed to the deep sea, perhaps more talents can be brought back to the territory.

However, what she absolutely could not have imagined was

The communication team, which has now rapidly arrived at the edge of the deep sea, has encountered unexpected big trouble!

"Good morning, fishermen who come to trade, please be careful about your words and deeds, do not try to have any conflicts with anyone in the post, and do not disobey the requirements of the managers. Otherwise, we will confiscate all the fish as punishment, and blacklist them and permanently ban them from entering the sea post."

"As usual, the next time is the time for the broadcast of the sea news, please pay attention to the content of the news, and those who are interested can go to the broadcasting office for details."

"The first one is the news of searching for relatives in the Hongma waters 300 nautical miles away. The publisher is Joyce Pamela. Let's listen to what happened to this poor man. Well, the principle is due to the wasteland earthquake that broke out on the first day. Their family was fishing. In the process, he was accidentally separated by the ocean current. Now he is spending a lot of money to find his lost daughter Joyce Emily. Her characteristics are: blonde hair, blue-green eyes, height of 1.6 meters, age of 21, and wearing a yellow waterweed vine dress when she was lost. "

"The second one is also in the Hong Kong-Ma sea area 300 nautical miles away. This is an advertisement. The Puffer Tribe is about to set off for the New World and issued a recruitment advertisement. The following is their original words: We have 300 young and strong guys, and have accumulated enough supplies to eat for half a year. We have a safe, strong and reliable sailing ship, which will not capsize even in an earthquake. Because the marine environment is getting worse and worse, we are recruiting a group of mercenaries with considerable combat power to resist pirates and protect our frontiers. We are willing to provide weapons to the New World!"

"The third one, wow, this is actually a message from the Giant Tree Root Sea two thousand miles away, and it has to be relayed to a farther place! It has been a long time since I saw someone using the post station to transmit messages so far away. It seems that their brains have finally opened up and found that the post station is much more useful than the world channel. "

"Let me read the content of this message."

"Ahem, dear fellow earthlings, we are a tribe from the New World, and our tribe is called "Tianyuan". I believe you will be going to the New World soon, and here we wish you a successful arrival. Another thing may be very important to you. We have strong medical capabilities. If someone is not "I am so lucky"

"Damn, isn't this an advertisement? The sender didn't pay enough, but he wants to take advantage of the loophole to promote it. This is simply the stupidest thing to do!"

"Okay, today's news broadcast is over. I am your dear announcer, Dorothea Jay"

"The fog is about to end, but the mission of the post station is far from over. Welcome everyone to come here to exchange news before going to the new world. We will open a new channel in a few days, which is dedicated to sending and receiving news from the new world, but please note that this is not free. If you choose the same as the friend in the giant tree root sea area just now, we will directly choose to refuse to receive it~"

"Thank you for listening, let's see you tomorrow!"