Big Data Cultivation

"Sandstorm?" Lin Meimei frowned and asked through the intercom, "When will the sandstorm come?"

The other side replied, "There are conditions for generating, we also ask, so that we can prepare the plan in advance."

Lin Meili looked at Feng Jun after hearing this, and passed a questioning look.

Feng Jun spread his hands together, "I can't answer you. The sandstorms are divided into different levels, but their power version of the rain prayer array is relatively weak, and a slightly larger sandstorm is more choking."

Beautiful Lin looked up at the sky, "Where are you praying for rain? Isn't it better?"

"I am stronger," Feng Jun replied in a deep voice, "the key is that I am here, no matter how big a sandstorm is."

Beautiful Lin's eyes rolled, "That means you can protect them too?"

"Why should I protect them?" Feng Jun glanced at her strangely, "Sandstorms can also block satellites, and when the sandstorms stop, the rain showers can still be used as usual... You don't think that space battleships will be sandstorms. Blow away?"

"This..." Lin Meimei frowned. She felt that there was something wrong with Feng Jun's words, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

Feng Jun could understand, "You have committed the same problem as me. You are too nosy. No one is born to owe someone. Moreover, this is our army... They are not flowers in the greenhouse. Grow through the storm."

Before, he might not say such a thing, but in the Human Federation, he witnessed a war that lasted for nearly two years, where the Terran army-including the city defense army, their military order People admire.

Beauty Lin thought for a while and nodded reluctantly, "Well, maybe you are right."

"You stay here," Feng Jun dropped the cigarette butt, turned and went downstairs, "I'm going to sleep for a while."

He slept until the evening when he got up. After he got up, he learned that the reception ceremony had already been held in the afternoon. A large leader came to preside over. Someone mentioned that the donor was also in Taklimakan, but it was a bit far away.

Then...there was no more, because someone said that the donors were not interested in participating in the ceremony, plus they arrived overnight and now went to bed.

This is not necessarily an intentional use of eye drops. Feng Jun does not show up on such occasions and must have an explanation.

The one who came knows that this is because people have no opinion. Otherwise, who might miss this occasion? So I just smiled, "The little guy is very interesting... It's hard enough, let him go."

Lin Meili has been walking, too. After introducing Feng Jun, she tentatively asked, "Is there a dinner party, are you going?"

"If you want to go," Feng Jun answered casually. He knew in his heart that it was very, very rare that she could stay in the walk without brushing her face in front of the boss. "I will wait for them to be familiar with the equipment for two days. , Leaving too."

"If you don't go, I won't be too lazy to go," Lin Meili said, in fact, she tied herself to Feng Jun's chariot, "Where do I sleep at night?"

"They didn't arrange a place for you to live?" Feng Jun glanced at her in surprise, and then waved his hand very simply, "You can sleep anywhere, don't sleep and I just walk in it. Let you stay in the daytime. It saves you face."

Lin Mei frowned, "It's very windy and sandy outside, so your place is a little better."

Feng Jun ignored her and asked another question, "Will this news be broadcast at night?"

"Impossible," Lin Meili shook her head, and replied very simply, "These devices can't be made public, how can I broadcast them?"

Feng Jun pondered for a while, and muttered softly, "It's okay to pinch the head and go to the tail... Forget it, if you really want to live with me, I happen to be back to Luohua, see you tomorrow!"

After speaking, he disappeared in a flash. Lin Meili was startled and stomped severely, "This bastard!"

Feng Jun returned to Luohua. It was late at night here. He didn't take a break. Instead, he continued to present some information. He really gained a lot from the Federation. If the translation speed here can keep up, he can come up with it. There is really too much information.

Before he knew it, he was busy until dawn. Taking into account that it was still dark over there, he went to Australia and Gaul again. There was no other meaning, just to look at the development of Waidaomen.

When he walked again, the genius here just turned pale.

Feng Jun put on a rain-praying array again, and then entered walking, but was surprised to find that Lin Meili was really not polite, she was walking in the night, and now she just got up and was folding the quilt.

The quilt was a green marching quilt, which should have been obtained from the military. Feng Jun was walking in it, but there was actually a quilt. Seeing that she hadn't disturbed those things, Feng Jun also nodded slightly-he was pretty sensible.

This day was still calm. However, the troops were really troops. In the morning, some people started to test the aircraft suits, but considering that Feng Jun had provided the suits before, this situation was not too strange.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, someone called Lin Mei through the walkie-talkie, saying that she was planning to fly a class transport ship and asked her if she wanted to come and take a look.

Of course Lin Meili understood that this invitation was not for herself. She glanced at Feng Jun and saw that he was holding a laptop and paddling blankly. She understood what he meant, and she declined.

In the morning of the third day, they actually started flying test assault ships and fire support ships. In the afternoon, they were flying test company-class battleships—a combat ship they had never contacted before.

At the same time, they also tested the independent combat unit ships, which are small round flying saucers with only two or three people, and tried a number of different flying postures.

Just when Feng Jun was surprised, when these people were so strong, an accident happened. A round flying saucer hit the ground hard, not as a fall that lost power, but...a collision that simply flew in the wrong direction.

Fortunately, the little flying saucer was wearing an energy shield—this is something that test pilots have repeatedly emphasized. It’s not a big deal to consume some energy, the key is to be safe.

Therefore, the small flying saucer was only slightly damaged. If the appearance is not considered, the loss is negligible. Seriously, two test pilots were injured by the shock, and one of them may have internal bleeding.

After Lin Meimei heard the news, she couldn't help but sigh, "These guys are really not ordinary people. I thought that only recruits are like this. So these elites are also like this."

Feng Jun also has classmates who joined the army, and Xu Leigang is also a child of the army. He also knows the soldier's attitude towards equipment-simple and efficient, and wear and tear are not considered.

The simplest example is "single-handed magazine change". This is not a normal operation, so it will cause the magazine to wear out, but it is really simple and practical, and it is very effective for actual combat, so...how much is the card shoot out wear? ?

The same goes for the auto soldiers. If the retired auto soldiers still keep the driving habits in the army and work for a private boss, the boss will often scold his mother.

So he shook his head dumbfounded, "These people... don't really take their lives seriously, right?"

However, the next moment, something that made him even more dumbfounded happened. Someone contacted Lin Meimei and asked if they could repair the small flying saucer because they hadn't learned to use repair tools.

Feng Jun couldn't help but complain, "I thought it was a misoperation, but I didn't expect it to be an extreme operation. By the way, find someone to pay for it!"

Of course, with his attitude, Lin Meili will of course not agree to this request again.

On the morning of the fourth day, the army actually began to try to operate a battalion-class battleship. Feng Jun once provided a wreckage of this type of battleship. Although the models are different, they are roughly the same.

This is the military's last trial project. The regiment-level battleship cannot be operated in the short term. Although there are two battleships, this is a battleship that can achieve a space leap.

So they have already made a decision: they will never launch regiment-level capital ships easily until they have thoroughly conquered the battleships below the battalion level.

In fact, some scientific research institutions keep applying: Since there are two ships, why can't we choose one for reverse engineering?

The military's answer is also very simple: when we use one of them, we will naturally give you the reverse!

Scientific research institutions are vomiting blood: What we mainly want to reverse is the transition, you have used it all, how can we research?

However, the military also has its own considerations~www.wuxiaspot.com~ On a certain occasion that Feng Jun did not know, someone asked a question: Is it possible for Feng Jun to die in an accident in the alien society?

These people who asked the question did not consider whether Feng Jun was loyal enough, nor did he assume that he would stop bringing goods to the earth one day-this person may have a lot of problems and is more ego, but the patriotism of Quanquan does not need to be doubted.

So they worry that once Feng Jun is killed there, no one will bring back such advanced military equipment.

Now the military has a ready-made, supporting space fleet, but if you want to reverse the success, you don’t even think about it for 30 to 50 years. So once these equipment are exposed, if you want to obtain new equipment in the short term, you have to count on Feng Jun.

For the military, this is not a question of money or not. As long as Feng Jun wants it, how much money is a matter of one sentence, but people are not bad at all. Then, there is only one possibility that can prevent Feng Jun from serving the country. Kind of-accidental death!

They especially wanted to arrange bodyguards for Feng Jun--the kind who dared to block wood with their bodies and **** him to aliens.

But it was a pity that Feng Jun looked down on it, and for that unknown world, everyone also had speculations-it is estimated that only people with Feng Jun's magical ability can survive.

So now everyone’s choice is: if something happens and a space fleet must be dispatched, battalion-level units are enough, and two regiment-level battleships will appear as the last killer.

So now the test flight of the battalion-class battleship can be regarded as the final test, and it does not need to fly too high, it can be driven, and it can be properly moved to test some functions.

However, just before dawn, a news came: a sandstorm is coming!

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