Chapter 8 Victory, give it to your wife for free?
"Boom boom boom..."
Two iron rain cannons shrouded the entire front of the position in a burst of black rain. There was a series of explosions, and the entire battlefield seemed to have been plowed by explosions.
The huge air wave blew away all the bunkers in the battlefield, and smoke and dust rose into the sky.
"it's over?"
Several people in the observation room stretched their necks to carefully check the situation in the venue.
The few dozen or so people left on the battlefield all stood up. I am afraid that nothing could survive such fire coverage. Not even robots could escape.
"Looks like we won!"
The company captain murmured.
However, this victory was too miserable! He didn't feel the joy of victory at all, but instead felt a hint of admiration from the bottom of his heart! Impressed with robots!
"Da da da... da da da..."
However, what they responded to was a burst of intermittent gunfire.
"Fuck!!"
The remaining dozen people didn't react at all, they were hit one after another, and white smoke rose from their bodies.
A figure slowly came out of the smoke and dust created by the Iron Rain Cannon. At this moment, Xiao Luo had become tattered, with bullet holes and flying iron sheets everywhere on his body. One arm was missing, and half of his head was missing. , sparks appear from time to time.
After a round of bullets, Xiao Luo's general-purpose machine gun was completely silenced.
But it still didn't stop. It moved limpingly to the company captain's side, slowly raised the remaining mechanical arm, and pointed it at the company captain. An electric arc lit up on the mechanical arm.
"Squeak...squeak..."
The arc made several pale "screams" and was completely extinguished.
"Huh... squeak..."
Xiao Luo stared at the company captain, the cold light in the machine's eyes slowly dimmed until it went out, and then black smoke billowed out from his body, completely dead.
The company captain stood there blankly without making any movement. He seemed to see the figure of a warrior in Xiao Luo, a real warrior!
He had come to admire the machine, and even more so the man who had designed it.
"it's over!"
Yang Huali was stunned for a moment and said calmly, but for some reason, he felt a faint heartache in his heart, not only because of the damage to the equipment, but also because of the death of a soldier.
"I lost, Xiao Luo has been killed."
Chen Ping was a little disappointed. Xiao Luo was made part by part by his own hands, just like his own son. Even though he was happy for his son's outstanding performance, he could not help but feel sad for his son's death.
"No, we lost!"
Zhou Ran answered slowly.
"We have many advantages in terms of numbers, firepower, etc., but the entire company can be said to have been wiped out by the formation..."
Zhou Ran paused and saluted Chen Pingping. Then he said, "Chen Ping, you are worthy of the word genius. I apologize for my unreasonableness. The Mecha Research Institute is a sophisticated department that is not inferior to any research institute."
After saying that, Zhou Ran left the observation room.
Then Ye Pengfei walked up to Chen Ping, with a smile on his face that made Chen Ping a little confused. He gave a thumbs up, then patted Chen Ping on the shoulder, and walked out of the observation room without saying anything.
"Chen Ping, you are excellent~! Remember to contact me!"
Finally, Gao Yuzhu walked up to Chen Ping, put a note into Chen Ping's hand, and then jumped like a little girl, jumping and running away with the two of them.
"Hey, good boy, you really stepped on the horse this time and made the head of the mecha research institute look bad!"
Yang Huali looked at Chen Ping and smiled, but that smile made Chen Ping feel a little chilly in his teeth.
After these few days of contact, Chen Ping had a deeper understanding of Yang Huali. Although on the surface he seemed to be a highly respected and even somewhat domineering senior, in private he was often ridiculed by young people. Breath contagion.
This may be because Dean Yang prefers to stay with young people.
"You have a long face. My son died. Isn't there any condolence money in the hospital? As a father, my heart is very fragile and I need the comfort of money."
Chen Ping curled his lips and said angrily.
"Why do young people take money so seriously? Haven't you already been compensated?"
Yang Huali rolled his eyes. Whenever money was mentioned, he instantly turned into an iron rooster.
"Compensation? Where is it?"
Chen Ping asked inexplicably.
"Who gave you the note just now?"
Yang Huali pouted angrily at the note in Chen Ping's hand.
Chen Ping then opened the note, which clearly contained a series of mobile phone numbers.
"Hehe, you kid, you can re-create your son after he dies, but it's not common to pick up a wife for nothing."
Yang Huali had a teasing look on his face and poked Chen Ping's elbow.
"Fuck, I didn't expect you to be such a crooked Dean Yang!"
Chen Ping felt inexplicably sad.
"How about it? Do you want to consider joining our Mecha Academy? There are beautiful women and a career you like. Is there any more fascinating choice in life than this?"
Yang Huali finally showed his fox tail and began to seduce Chen Ping.
"The beauty is from the Individual Soldier Equipment Institute. What does it have to do with your Mecha Institute? If you want to join, you must also join the Individual Soldier Equipment Institute!"
Chen Ping rolled his eyes at Yang Huali.
Speaking of which, Gao Yuzhu left a very capable and strong impression on Chen Ping. Although Chen Ping was not stunned, his appearance still belongs to the category of being able to play well. If he puts on a little makeup, he can definitely get rid of those Ten Streets of Internet Celebrities.
It's a pity that Chen Ping doesn't really like Gao Yuzhu's short hair. He prefers Jiang Yunya's long-haired, gentle and charming type.
"Tch, what's so good about the Individual Equipment Academy? Isn't it just beautiful women? Our Mecha Academy also has them! Tomorrow I will introduce you to ten or eight of them. We have mechas. Do they have them?"
Yang Huali sneered.
Just now I said it was a good thing to have a wife, but now I am beginning to dislike the Individual Soldier Equipment Institute. Chen Ping has never seen such a thick-skinned person.
"Okay, okay, Mr. Yang, I don't have that kind of worldly desire now. You agreed to my plan to launch the TD-1 combat robot."
After this circle, seven or eight days have passed. It has been less than three months since the dimensional barrier was breached. Time is too tight. At this moment, Chen Ping has given up on the plan to mass-produce TD-1.
According to Chen Ping's calculations, if the material and energy supply problems of the TD-1 can be solved immediately, and all the machinery factories in the Xia Kingdom are fully engaged in manufacturing, there should still be hope for the first batch of 100,000 units.
Although one hundred thousand units cannot change the fact that alien beasts invaded Blue Star, it should not be a big problem to resist the first wave of alien beasts attacking Xia Kingdom.
As for other countries…
Chen Ping doesn't have that much time to care about the life and death of those people.