Chapter 447 The Pirates Who Risk Their Life

Warship manufacturing is a great test of overall industrial capabilities. Obviously, the African Union does not have such industrial capabilities, and Wakanda only has very developed agriculture.

But it doesn't matter, the Berry Army made a mistake and sent them four ships.

As for the Atlas Group platform, there is no shortage of high-tech, and it will be relatively simple to modify and expand ships.

Using a comprehensive scan, the entire structural diagram of the ship can be obtained. Through analysis and covert support from the Secretary of State, Lear can quickly understand the inner design of the ship.

The modification of the power system is completely assisted by workers and robots, and the entire process is monitored by Lear.

The original engine room was expanded and replaced by an ultra-small SCFR reactor.

Unlike traditional ships, these ships must be equipped with complex power supply lines to power the power armor and exoskeleton, and the main guns have also been replaced with experimental semi-plasma turrets——

It's basically an enlarged version of a plasma weapon.

Bigger coils, longer tracks, more heat resistant and thicker guards, more powerful motors.

What is fired when shooting is no longer plasma, but basically solid-state projectiles, which should increase the speed of the projectiles to several times the speed of sound.

The sound of metal-colliding footsteps came from the ship, which was busy carrying out final inspections.

Most of the workers were local blacks, but more than a month ago they were pirates.

呲——

The end of the exoskeleton arm is equipped with a welding tool, and the skill chip at the brain-computer interface assists in controlling the arm, making the welding stable.

Just looking at the welding results, most people might think that this is an old worker with several years of welding experience, but in fact he was still working as a pirate a month ago.

The last vote stole the Berry Army warship.

Xiao Hei finished welding and opened the mask to breathe.

boom.

There were footsteps behind him, and he turned around and saw the robot that symbolized Lille.

This robot is different from other engineering robots in that it does not carry tools. Instead, it is equipped with high-precision sensors to facilitate the collection of information.

In addition to coming to see the progress of the ship modification, Lille's second purpose this time was to meet this little black guy.

Nominally, he is already the official head of Somalia recognized by the African Union.

"Hello! Mr. Li!"

Somali Xiaohei stood up straight, slammed his exoskeleton near his temple, and saluted Lille.

This little black guy’s name is Abdi.

"I was a little busy before, so I didn't have time to come over and have a chat."

Lear turned and walked towards the stairs, ready to chat while confirming that the ship was ready.

Abdi hurriedly followed, feeling a little uneasy.

Lille walked in front, collecting information while asking: "Are there any abnormalities after the brain-computer interface is connected?"

"No, everything is fine. I think about working when I sleep!"

"That's abnormal, the nerves are extremely excited - you didn't rest?"

Atlas Group’s normal working hours are four days a week, one day for inspecting implanted prostheses and two days off.

Of course, voluntary overtime does exist, mostly among people like Abdi.

They gained a lot and faced great crises.

Abdi obviously didn't think that this was a problem. He was stunned for a moment and said: "But I'm not tired at all."

"This is your nerves tricking you. Using an exoskeleton will give your body the wrong feedback: unimaginable strength and significantly less than normal fatigue. The superposition of the two will produce this effect."

"What should we do?" Abdi looked at his hands.

"Are you listening to this advice?" The robot's eyes flashed, "Just turn up the force feedback. I've already adjusted it for you. There should be relevant tutorials in your operating guide."

Abdi suddenly felt that his limbs had become a lot heavier.

This also raised a question in him: "Isn't it good to keep working? Why do you do this?"

"People need to experience the world firsthand to be considered human. The psychological pressure caused by strangling a person in person is different from commanding a dog to bite a person to death thousands of miles away."

Leer's words made Abdi a little confused.

However, Lille did not explain too much. Courses on philosophy will be online one after another, and they will naturally learn it when they want to learn it.

What he wants to know is Abdi.

"Somalia's excessive government does not recognize you. What are you going to do?"

The transitional government of Somalia was the former nominal government of Somalia.

However, the control power is too weak, and may only be a little stronger than the various terrorists and parties in this land.

"They are not worthy of being the official!" Abdi said angrily, "They have been around for almost ten years, but this place has not changed for the better at all!

They are too weak and incompetent, so we can only be pirates! "

So energetic?

Lille thought for a moment, and there was no problem. After all, this kid was only 19 years old.

Yes, this guy named Abdi is only 19 years old.

However, the meaning behind his words was somewhat different. After all, most pirates would not complain so clearly about the government.

If people don't know the benefits of a stable regime, of course they don't care about the stability of the government.

"You don't want to be a pirate."

"Who would want to be a pirate?" Abdi asked, "I know that the outside world looks down on us and thinks that we are a cancer that harms the waterways.

But what else can Somalia do besides this? In comparison, we are already the most merciful pirates, only collecting tolls, not kidnapping, not killing, and almost never attacking.

I know that if the pirates become rampant to a certain extent, merchants will gradually tend to use the cost of distance to cover the security cost.

At that time, even pirates can't do it! "

Lille nodded slightly: "How long have you been doing this? How do you do it?"

"Two and a half years, maybe three years." Abdi calculated the time and continued, "I use radio to locate merchant ships."

Lille was really a little surprised and looked back at Abdi.

There are many pirates in Somalia.

The outside world may not know that a technical pirate has appeared here.

Seeing Lille's reaction, Abdi was a little proud: "This will save us a lot of trouble - in fact, it means saving a lot of money.

I record every penny I collect in the account, and I know how much I should use to recruit new people and buy guns.

When you make more money than other pirates, you can do bigger than others. In this way, I opened up a small section of the road.

I told the merchants that as long as they paid, they could travel unimpeded on this road.

Basically, 99% of the ships would choose to cooperate, and I even got the contact information of many captains.

Mr. Li, it was really the right choice for you to choose me, because I know what knowledge and rules can bring, unlike other pirates, and unlike the incompetent government army.

Those guys would only beg the Berry Army to show mercy and give them some benefits, but I..."

"Will you lead your people to rush in front for me and resist those steel soldiers?"

The two walked to the top of the stairs while talking.

This made Abdi pause, but Lille did not stop and walked to the deck.

Abdi is a very smart guy, but smart people tend to show a problem when they are anxious:

Self-righteousness.

Obviously, Abdi thinks Lille needs warriors, people who need to stand at the forefront of the conflict and die for him.

But is this what he wants?

Judging from his pause, it should not be.

Lille looked at the port residential area, and Abdi, who didn't know how to answer for a while, instinctively looked over.

Galkayuli After wars, terrorist attacks, and massacres, it is better to say that this is a densely populated cesspool and ruins rather than a city or a port in Somalia.

People like him are thin and short, as if they will be blown down by the wind.

But many people have a poorly maintained gun hidden in their homes - maybe one day, they will join the pirate industry to survive.

Violence makes people addicted. When you look into a person's terrified eyes, when you own a person, it is easy for people to lose control.

Using violence as a means of survival, the situation changes.

Abdi is a local resident. He has been robbed. , and also stole other people's things; was robbed, and also robbed other people's things.

A companion was killed, and he also killed others. Maybe a friend was killed today, and the killer stood on their side tomorrow. After getting along with them, they were no different from the companion who was killed.

He hated such companions and himself, but he also felt sad about it.

He wanted to live a good life, and he also wanted his own people to live a good life.

What's more sad is that in order to get rid of this situation, he racked his brains to read books, use radio to learn, get some knowledge from the chaotic information, and enrich his brain. , but all he saw was a fate without a future.

In order to survive, robbery became an instinct, but in the eyes of others it was robbery. After experiencing such an attack and massacre, he also saw clearly:

Either others found a way to bypass this place, or one day people couldn't stand it and wiped them out.

Both consequences were devastating to them: selling one's life is not sad, but it is sad that selling one's life can't bring a way to survive.

So he made up his mind - in this case, sell one's life!

"Yes, I."

"Think it over before answering, young man, selling one's life for others and dying is also a dead end."