Three Hundred and Seventh Race Against Time

Qu Jiang was startled: "What?"

With a determined face, Ye Han replied loudly: "I said find a place for me to train for 14!"

Qu Jiang was slightly startled, nodded and said, "Okay, no problem!"

If it were other types of warships, Qu Jiang really didn't dare to agree casually, but the Buzhoushan is a landing ship, and there are plenty of places on board.

Just do it, Qu Jiang immediately arranged the task.

Although there are many people in the research room, no one can move Ye Han and the chair out of the experimental cabin. However, this problem can be solved. Qu Jiang directly contacted Gao Ming. Within half a minute, several well-dressed Thunder players entered the experimental cabin , easily lifted the various equipment designated by Qu Jiang, and quickly sent them to the transport compartment in the belly of the ship.

The space in the transport compartment is large enough, and the compartment can transport main battle tanks, and the deck is strong enough, no matter how much Ye Han struggles.

With the help of Gao Ming, the efficiency of the transition was astonishing. In less than ten minutes, a large number of instruments and equipment were safely transported into the transport cabin. Qu Jiangchong gave Ye Han a start gesture: "Okay, let's start!"

Gao Ming seemed to be interested in watching Ye Han's joke, and instead of leading his team members away, he stood aside quietly to watch the excitement.

Ye Han didn't stand up in a hurry, but stretched out his right hand and clenched it a few times, and then switched to the left and right hands a few times to feel the feeling of his hands carefully.

Then he quickly stretched his palm a few times, and found that the sensitivity of the sensor was just right, but in such a short while, both hands could already move as he wanted.

"Where's the ball?" Ye Han suddenly raised his head and asked.

"Where's the ball?" Qu Jiang asked loudly.

"Here!" a voice answered loudly, and immediately brought over a plastic box filled with toy balls of different diameters.

Ye Han casually picked up a toy ball that was just enough to hold in the palm of his hand, squeezed it lightly, and the metal fingers immediately sank into the toy ball.

Ye Han maintained this posture, carefully felt the bounce of the toy ball, tried several times with different forces, and asked without raising his head: "I don't seem to have anything in my hand."

"It's normal, the armor is so powerful, of course the rebound of the ball can't be felt." Qu Jiang said.

"Can you make it bigger?" Ye Han asked.

"No, otherwise I will use you to adapt to the armor?"

"Understood." Ye Han also picked up a ball with his left hand, closed his eyes, and pinched the ball alternately with both hands.

After losing his vision, his sense of touch became more sensitive. After a few minutes, he could already feel the rebound of the ball very clearly.

And he also summed up some experience in this process, nothing more than light movements, light touch and light grasp... It seems that adapting to power armor is not that difficult!

Throwing away the ball, Ye Han lightly pressed his palms on the armrests of the chair, leaned forward with his upper body and pressed down with his arms, and slowly straightened his legs and stood up.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Han supported the bulkhead and raised one leg as usual when walking, but almost fell because of too much force. He swayed from side to side a few times before regaining his balance. This time I finally took a step forward.

In this way, he held on to the bulkhead like a child just learning to walk, dragging the tail-like cable and walked slowly step by step, from one end of the cabin to the other, and then turned around and walked back, walking at an increasing speed. The faster you go, the more natural your movements become. After a few minutes, you don't have to hold on to the wall anymore, and after a few more minutes, you're no different from walking as usual.

Qu Jiang's eyes were filled with relief, and he turned around and found the one belonging to Gao Ming among a row of power armors. He leaned over and asked softly, "How is it? Much faster than you, isn't it?"

"It's not bad, but it's not enough just to walk away." Gao Ming deliberately raised his voice so that everyone could hear his voice.

Ye Han curled his lips in disdain, still adapting to the armor at his own pace, completely ignoring Gao Ming's provocation.

"Did you do it on purpose?" Qu Jiang punched Gao Ming, but he didn't make a sound when he hit the breastplate.

Gao Ming who cut off the power could not move at all, he pulled the corner of his mouth and said in a low voice: "Of course it was on purpose, this kid is really good, but you think,

Can he adapt to the armor in three hours? Our previous record was fourteen hours! "

Qu Jiang chuckled: "That's at the training base, it's normal to be a little slower with your hands tied."

Gao Ming smacked his lips: "There is something in your words, what's the matter, do you want him to go ashore and continue?"

"He who knows me is wise." Qu Jiang smiled happily, "Anyway, after landing, he will have to lurk for a while, let him toss slowly."

Gao Ming frowned: "Then what if he didn't meet the standard when the operation started?"

"Wait to see the situation after landing. If this kid progresses fast enough, let him go ashore with you, or stay on the boat. Is it over?" Qu Jiang compromised.

"That's about the same." Gao Ming nodded, "I'm ugly to say the least, this task is not a joke, you can't make trouble for me!"

"Don't worry, when did I hold you back?" Qu Jiang asked dissatisfied.

Gao Ming looked disdainful: "You should ask, which time did you not hold me back!"

The two were bickering back and forth, when they suddenly heard heavy metal knocking from the other side of the cabin, the two turned their heads at the same time, and were surprised to see Ye Han jogging while dragging the cable.

Gao Ming's face twitched: "Isn't this too fast?"

"If you want me to say that it's not that he's too fast, but that your training is too conservative and your speed is too slow!" Qu Jiang complained.

"What do you mean?" Gao Ming asked dissatisfiedly.

The Thunder squad's training plan is all set by him, the captain, which is tantamount to saying that he, the captain, is unqualified.

"What I mean is, your training is too rigid." Qu Jiang said, "When you train, you take one movement at a time, and run straight like him. Maybe the foundation is not as solid as yours. After taking off the armor It may take a while to get used to it, but when it comes to adapting to the armor, it is definitely much faster than your rigorous training."

"It's not unreasonable to say that." Gao Ming nodded, "But there is plenty of time in the training base, and I don't need to use this quick method at all. Safety first, safety first!"

"I didn't say you were wrong, I just said you were too conservative, why didn't you take people to run when you were training?"

"Haha, let's forget it, running with one tail dragging, don't you think it's not messy enough?" Gao Ming said teasingly, "If you can solve the battery problem, I can run laps with someone every day without any problem!"

"Forget it, I didn't say it." Qu Jiang shut up depressed.

"You didn't say what, I'm serious. Hurry up and design a training battery pack for me. It doesn't matter if it's bigger. The key is that the battery life must be long, so as not to delay the training..." Gao Ming suddenly saw Ye The cable behind Han was obviously twisted, and he couldn't help being taken aback, "How many laps has this kid run?"

"I don't know...why is this boat shaking more and more?" (To be continued.)