Counterfeit Hero

This stimulation is really too great.

It took Boswell a long time to calm down, collect his mind, and carefully look at the detailed mecha design that the kid had compiled.

The design, materials, wiring, and parameters of each part of the mecha are clearly laid out in front of you. It only took a few parts for Boswell to understand that LeRae was developed this time.

"This thing... Old Man Wei's voice was trembling: "Where did it come from? "He was suddenly a little scared. This is definitely a highly confidential secret of the Feiyang Republic. Once Feiyang knows about it, it will definitely be a huge dispute!

"Stolen!" Fatty said nonchalantly: "They don't know that what we stole was the internal data and scanned structure of the mecha, not their original design."

"Really?" Boswell was worried, broke the casserole and asked, "How did you steal it?"

The fat man had no choice but to tell what happened at that time. Pointing at the little boy, he said: "The final diagram and the design structure and parameters of each part were compiled by Buti himself. From a certain point of view, this is more advanced than their original design. After all, I smashed it Their two mechas can be considered as some test experience."

Old Boswell was really convinced. Not only was this fat man ruthless to his enemies, he was also unequivocal in his attacks on his allies. He actually got all the structural data of Feiyang Republic's main mecha. He is simply LeRae's lucky star.

This means that Le Lei's military mecha manufacturing level has been improved by one generation! Just thinking about it made Boswell tremble with excitement, the tenth generation mecha! Just putting it in front of me, how much time I saved. How much energy, how much money! Just rely on the information Pipi gave me. Work overtime, within half a month. It will definitely not be a problem for LeLei to build a tenth-generation top-notch mecha!

The most important thing is that the mecha can be used as soon as it is built. Gifted by the Tenth Generation Tube God, he is one of the best tenth generation mechas in the universe. The Feiyang Republic has been in the technical reserve period for many years. This mecha has already been catalyzed and matured. All it takes is a few changes in appearance, and it can instantly become LeRae's!

Fully mature tenth-generation mechas are only available to two superpowers! This is the reason why the Feiyang Republic did not install a large number of Tenth Generation Tube God's Gifts. Most of the other big countries are in the initial stage of tenth-generation mechas. The tenth-generation mechas they have produced are not only small in number, but also have unstable performance. There are several mechas that are even less effective in battle than mature ninth-generation mechas.

Whether it's the Desik Empire, the Jiepen Empire, or the Suss Empire. It is impossible for anyone to have such mature tenth-generation mecha technology gifted by the Tube God! Judging from the installation process, even the Feiyang Republic itself. At this moment: God’s gift, set up. It is only a special regiment in the main armored division.

Half a year, Boswell firmly believed, only half a year. The tenth-generation mecha belonging to the Leray Federation will be able to roll off the production line on a large scale. Equip frontline troops. This speed is not much slower than Feiyang's home installation speed!

As long as they don't encounter the twelve-generation mechas that suddenly appeared from the Binart Empire, the tenth generation: God's Gift will be the absolute leader in the southeastern star region. Once deployed on a large scale, the Federation will have combat power in the southeastern star region. Will jump to the top three!

"Good guy!" Boswell rubbed his hands and walked back and forth in front of the central computer: "Butt. You have made a great contribution this time. You have made a great contribution!"

The fat man was stunned and shouted: "Hey. This is what I want to get back!"

Boswell rolled his eyes and said: "Without us, how could you get this thing back? Besides, I'll take the credit for this and I'll report it to the headquarters now. Do you want it?"

The fat man shrank immediately, his cheeks shaking like a rattle.

He now has a phobia of merit. In peaceful times, he would have jumped out long ago if he had been given money and fame. But in these war years, the entire federation is tightening its belt. No matter how great the merit is, the headquarters will only award two medals. I can't enjoy the glory and wealth. If there is any dangerous mission or someone is needed to support me, you will be the first one to think of me.

Whoever takes the lead now is a fucking fool. If you have merit, I will save it and calculate the total account later. The fat man thought to himself and said: "The headquarters is playing tricks on me, old man, you can't do the same. I don't want medals or anything like that. If there are any good things in this laboratory, you have to take them out and reward them."

"Even Milan was deceived by you. Is there anything in this laboratory that you can't get your hands on?" Boswell reached out and slapped the fat man on the back of the head and said: "That's the laboratory warehouse over there, the capital city." There are some good things in the First Military Academy, so go and enjoy it by yourself, don’t delay me and Butt.”

Boswell quickly and feverishly threw himself into designing a mechanical body for the little kid.

After all, an artificial intelligence that thinks like a real person is fatally attractive to any scientist. For future research, the old man decided to try hard to please the kid. As for him, the little brat was also connected to the central computer, and the old and the young just spent all their sleep and food in order to pretend to be young and cute.

The fat man sighed, took the permission card given by Boswell, and got into the automatic warehouse of the new laboratory.

The laboratory warehouse is the same as what Fatty saw at the Garipalan Military Academy, and it is in the vault mode. Because many materials and products are confidential and extremely valuable, military academy laboratory warehouses usually adopt this model.

The warehouse consists of a huge reinforced hall and a dozen small rooms distributed around it, without windows. The only passage is protected by three thick alloy explosion-proof doors.

According to the procedure, the materials received by the researchers must be approved by the application and input into the central computer through authority. The robotic arm controlled by the central computer will be taken out from the material racks arranged in the branches, and then sent to the safe area, where they will be inspected by the warehouse management and then released. .

From this, you can imagine how proud the fat man was when he took the permission card given by Boswell and got all the way into the warehouse.

As soon as he entered the warehouse, Fatty was attracted by something on the front shelf.

This is a gauntlet that looks a bit primitive. It is part of the armor of ancient warriors that can often be seen in movies. Its function is to protect the forearm.

And this gauntlet is, more precisely, more like a widened bracelet. It is light and thin and does not function as an arm guard at all. Such a nondescript thing really shouldn't appear in a modern laboratory. Fat people are usually interested in things that defy logic. He could tell at a glance that there was something strange about this gauntlet, which obviously did not belong to the material category. .

After picking up the gauntlet and taking a look, the fat man was even more sure of his judgment. This thing is actually made of liquid metal mixed with biological two-state metal. The name of this thing is engraved on it: New Universal Mechanical Automatic Arm!

How to play? The fat man turned the gauntlet upside down and looked at it. There was only a red touch button on the gauntlet.

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Touch the button. There was a soft "swipe" sound, and the familiar feeling of the automatic maintenance arm's grip came from the palm of his right hand. The entire gauntlet extended to the palm in an instant, wrapping the hand tightly. A round protrusion spread out on the back of the hand, and a sphere-like alloy lay inside.

The fat man was a little puzzled when he didn't see any familiar tools. His fingers deftly made a combination of flexion and extension to control an ordinary maintenance arm, but he saw that the alloy ball suddenly changed its appearance, including wire cutters, screwdrivers, armor piercers, wrenches, drills, etc. Tools change as you wish.

Fatty immediately fell in love with this new automatic arm.

As a mechanic who has experienced twenty-one escapes alone, no one understands better than him the role of having an automatic repair arm during an escape. If he hadn't carried his maintenance arm with him all the way, he would have lost his life somewhere on the battlefield.

No matter how good the technology is, it is impossible to repair, modify or assemble machinery with just one hand. An automatic maintenance arm is everything for a mechanic!

Although the general automatic maintenance arm is not heavy, it is not convenient to carry around due to its size. And now that he has this thing, Fatty believes that he can assemble a machine for his next escape under any circumstances!

To be honest, despite going through so many battles, Fatty felt that what he liked most was to be a mechanic who dealt with machines. That kind of work makes people feel at ease. There is no need to go deep behind enemy lines, no need to be on tenterhooks, and no need to fight with others all day long.

God knows what will happen in the future, so be prepared! The fat man accepted this thing with a smile.

Putting on the repair arm, Fatty discovered another good thing.

That's a pair of sunglasses.

One of the big reasons why Fatty fell in love with these sunglasses at first glance was that they were exactly the same as his homemade peeping glasses!

Not only are the functions of perspective powerful, sunglasses can also use light projection to locally change the facial features of the wearer. For example, what the fat man sees in the mirror now is Tian Xingjian, who has lost a lot of weight on his face and has a straighter nose.

What surprised Fatty the most was that there were actually four miniature electronic insects the size of mosquitoes hidden in the frames of these glasses. Within a range of fifty meters, such an electronic insect can maintain its spying mission for an hour. The tiny camera hidden in the body can take very clear pictures and transmit the pictures and sounds to the glasses in real time.

Such technology actually existed thousands of years ago. However, due to the development of anti-detection technology, the sources of interference for this very unethical device are simply overwhelming. Houses, streets, cell towers, and even ordinary people's mobile phones can warn of peeping and eavesdropping.

The instructions for these sunglasses indicate that in areas that are not strictly controlled, electronic insects can resist most civilian interference.

Fatty felt that this was simply tailor-made for him. No need to be an overlord, I still want to peek at who is bathing and peek at who is bathing! ! .