spaceflight manual

Chapter 225 The Kid of the Volcano

Wang Ping'an turned to look at the child: "Do you still know cyberpunk?"

"Of course I know, I have played virtual reality. After my mother lands, I will change a cool mechanical body!"

His mother immediately said: "Okay, let Dad make you a cool one."

Wang Pingan: "Did you come out...to change your body?"

"Yes!" The little boy said loudly, "Flesh and blood are in pain, and the machine is soaring!"

Wang Pingan: "But now prosthetics have very serious sequelae!"

The little boy's mother replied: "There have been no problems since the child was born. There are so many prosthetics in foreign countries, and only a few problems have occurred."

Irene couldn't help but interjected: "In the public housing area where I live, there are a lot of children his age who are transformed into prosthetic bodies. Children adapt to the prosthetic body very quickly, and can form combat power as quickly as possible, and display the performance of the prosthetic body .But these kids all ended up being fuckers."

"You're lying!" the little kid yelled, "That's not what my dad said!"

Irene said very seriously: "It's true. These prosthetic children used prosthetics unrestrainedly, causing their nerves to quickly develop resistance to the inhibitors. In the end, they had no choice but to use stronger things.

"Inhibitors are just called inhibitors. In fact, those things are stimulants. ** There are two technical routes, one is developed from anesthetics, and the other is stimulants. The common ones are dopamine drugs.

"These prosthetic children did not end well."

The little kid stared at Irene: "Hmph, little pink, I've seen too much!"

Wang Ping'an: "I'm from the Lone Star Country."

The child yelled: "The Lone Star Country has a lot of pink! They all yearn for our on-demand distribution!"

Wang Pingan: "Then why do they yearn for our on-demand distribution?"

"Because they are weak!" The child said disdainfully, "I am different. I am a third-generation genetically adjusted person, and I am reproductively isolated from the weak. My uncle, I came here and beat them up!"

Wang Pingan: "They are mechanized. You see, the American said that the children in the slums have been transformed into prosthetics by the prosthetic doctors of the gang. It doesn't matter how many generations of adjusters you have, they can't beat the machines."

The child was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I will change too, I came to the Lone Star Kingdom just for this."

Irene asked suspiciously: "Why don't you join your team of prosthetic experts?"

Ren Ni, who had been silent by the side, suddenly said: "He won't pass the exam. Our team of prosthetic body experts must obtain at least 15 certificates in addition to voluntary devotion to science, and they must also be masters in cybernetics-related disciplines." .”

Wang Pingan: "I'm stupid, you... I mean, they have such high education? They are outrageous than the Space Force."

The only requirement for the Space Force is to graduate from the Space Flight Academy.Those who originally had a master's degree wanted to enter the space force and had to go to the flight academy for four years.Of course, the graduation standards for this group of people will be relaxed accordingly, after all, they are only "payload mission experts". "Payload" and "mission expert" mean that they are the payload themselves.

It is different for Wang Ping’an who graduates from high school and directly enters the Space Flight Academy. He is the command commander or extravehicular operator. When he graduates, at least one-third of the subjects must be rated as A, and the rest cannot be compared. B bad.

Generally speaking, those subjects are evaluated by A, and they will be assigned to positions with high requirements for corresponding skills.

People like Wang Ping'an who are top-ranked in all disciplines are usually in the elite battleship flight team. He must have done too much trouble in the flight academy, and the instructor gave him a bad review, so despite his very good grades, he still went to fly a cargo spacecraft.

Now Wang Pingan listened to Ren Ni say that the requirements of prosthetic body experts are so high, and he immediately showed an expression of disbelief.

The phrase "he couldn't pass the exam" seemed to hit the little boy's pain point. He suppressed his face, looking angry and anxious, but he just couldn't speak.

His mother came out to save the situation: "Hmph, what are the sequelae? My husband will be with us after he is released on medical parole. There is no sequelae at all."

Wang Pingan: "How did your husband get out?"

"He was released on medical parole, what's the matter? It was approved by the state! It even let the two of us come to find him."

At this time, the little boy also remembered that he had a traitor father, and immediately became proud again: "Yes, my father is awesome outside, we still have an island! Humph, when I get to the island Come on, just get seven or eight poor people to be maids and serve me! Here, the rich is the master!"

Wang Pingan looked at the little bastards, and suddenly understood why they were released: this kind of people would be a disaster if they stay in the country, why not throw them out to harm the outside world, and earn a reputation for benevolence, right?

But he didn't intend to make this bastard arrogant, so he turned his head and asked Ren Ni: "If I take out a gun and kill this bastard, will it count as the execution of the traitor? I remember that there are regulations that when performing missions in dangerous areas such as enemy areas , It is absolutely not a violation of discipline to find a traitor and shoot him directly."

Angeli said, "Yes, I'm familiar with the rules. The question is, is the Lone Star Kingdom considered an enemy zone? It shouldn't be. After all, no war has been declared."

Wang Ping'an and his wife-to-be looked at each other: "Can't it be counted? It seems that it really can't be counted."

At this time Erin said: "Don't worry, the airport can't be in the city center, do you understand? In fact, the entire Van der Linn District is separated from the airport and the city center. This is not an administrative division. In fact, there is no administrative department, no government employees, , no police."

Little Kid: "Cool, the ultimate freedom!"

Irene looked at the little boy with pity: "Your father will come to pick you up, right? I hope he doesn't drive a luxury car that was sold out of the country. If he can't fix things produced after the war, At least an M2 Bradley should be built. Preferably with active defense."

"What is that?" The traitor's wife asked suspiciously.

She also glanced at her son, obviously in her cognition, the son understands these things better.

However, her child was also bewildered.

Wang Pingan came out and explained: "The United States before the war liked to name its tanks after the generals in its own history. Like Grant Lee, Sherman, Joffre, and Patton. Bradley is the pre-war US military equipment. An infantry fighting vehicle with a 25mm cannon and TOW anti-tank missiles."

Rennie added: "Now the latest improved model can be operated by only one person, and this child's father happens to be driving alone."

Wang Pingan: "Now that the plane has approached and the mobile phone's radio wave has been connected, it's best to call your father to confirm."

While speaking, the wheels of the hypersonic passenger plane touched the ground, and the whole plane shook.

Angeli looked out the window and said, "I saw an armed convoy approaching taxiway No. [-] at the airport. Is that traitor here to pick up his wife and child?"

"Where?" The little kid shouted, pushed Wang Pingan away, and leaned on the window to look out.

Angorie hid quickly and was not touched by the little kid.In order to avoid it, she put her whole body on Wang Ping'an's body.

The little boy laughed loudly, turned his head and shouted: "Mom, look, what a big armed convoy, and now there are distinguished guests on this plane! Dad must be here to pick us up!"

Wang Pingan raised his eyebrows.

His phone rang.

Pretending to be experienced, he directly pressed the speakerphone.

Immediately there was a very slang-like spoken English: "Hey, Wang, my friend! I'm here to pick you up!"

Needless to say, the tone of voice is that Donald.

With a convoy of 30 fully armed armored vehicles, this guy drove into the airport to pick up Wang Ping'an.

Wang Ping'an asked the little boy seriously: "What's your surname? Is it 'Wang'?"

The child stared at Wang Pingan suspiciously: "You don't mean to say that this is here to pick you up?"

"I don't know," Wang Pingan spread his hands, because his fiancée was next to him, so the gesture of spreading his hands was like poking one hand into the cotton pile.

"It's just that my surname happens to be Wang, and this phone happens to be mine."

(End of this chapter)