Help all mankind

On the highway with yellow sand, a convoy has just set off. It is about 5 o'clock in the morning, and the line of sight is not good.

The leader of the team, holding the steering wheel in one hand, slowed down slightly, and the other took the microphone hung next to the instrument panel and shouted to everyone:

"We are passing the border, the visibility is poor, and everyone is ready."

A red cross symbolizing peace hung in front of the driver's seat, swaying with the bumps of the vehicle.

The first few cars are off-road pickup trucks, and the back ones are big trucks.

The inside of the truck is very quiet, and it is not disturbed by the wind.

"It looks very good, with a sense of technology, and I am looking forward to their performance."

A yellow-haired middle-aged man wearing a green uniform and a blue hat put his hands behind him, looked at the side of the car, and commented politely.

By his side, Liang Shicheng, the president of a technology company, wore an ordinary employee’s work card and patiently started the explanation work.

"There was no mass-produced bipedal machinery in this world before. Strictly speaking, we are the first batch of practical products..."

There are now four people in the car. Except for an aisle in the middle, there are seats on both sides of the car. Two rows of humanoid machines are neatly placed, and each body is wrapped in two layers of transparent plastic bags. Lean on the seat in a sitting position.

On the innermost side of the seat, an Asian with a very tanned skin found an empty space, squeezed it into it, took out a cigarette and lit it up.

"Please extinguish the cigarette! This is a closed environment."

A soldier with a rifle came to him and warned in a commanding tone.

The sound interrupted Liang Shicheng's chat with the guests, and the three people in the car looked at the smoker in unison.

But he was indifferent to this, as if there were only him and that cigarette in this space.He lowered his head, slowly vomiting clouds and mist, enjoying the quiet and calmness that a great Chinese brought him.

The yellow-haired middle-aged man straightened his back and turned his head and glanced slightly, his hands still kept behind his back, and there was an armband with UN written on his shoulder, and he looked like an officer.

He saw that the way the smoker held the cigarette holder was very different. It was pinching the middle of the cigarette with his thumb and index finger, and the brightly lit cigarette butt happened to be wrapped in the palm of his hand.

Upon seeing this, the officer immediately understood his identity, then winked at his subordinates, and shook his head, so that the soldier stopped entangled.

"Do as he said, pinch the cigarette, go back to the base and I will return you a bottle of iced Coke."

Upon seeing this, Liang Shicheng took the initiative to round the field. The dark-skinned Asian did not speak, but he dropped the cigarette on the ground very obediently and stomped it out with his feet. Outside, his name Zhou Ming is written on it, he is Liang Shicheng's bodyguard.

The conversation continued. In order to show his sincerity, Liang Shicheng took the initiative to unpack one of the units for the officers to watch further.

The officer bent down and checked it carefully. He found that although it was said to be humanoid, it looked cumbersome. Both arms and legs were obviously larger than normal. After thinking about it, the officer said to Liang Shicheng I thought about it,

"It's true, but has your company designed such a model? If it can be thinner and less functional, it would be great."

For this suggestion, Liang Shicheng patiently explained it from an engineering perspective,

"It is impossible to do with current technology. Robots are different from humans. They are driven by motors and gears, and they need enough space to accommodate the necessary parts.

At present, the smaller the motor can provide, the more insufficient the power, so in order to use a better performance motor, and the human arm appears a little too thin, it is necessary to enlarge the human body slightly."

Hearing this, the bending officer turned his head, squinted, and said a question he had always had.

"According to you, machinery is actually not suitable for making a human form, so why do you have to do this?

Actually tools, as long as they can achieve their goals, our military actually wants miniaturized tanks and chariots more than such tall humanoid mechas."

The officer’s question had just been raised, and the atmosphere in the cabin cooled down instantly. Zhou Ming, who had been dozing off in the corner, woke up unconsciously, and then glanced at Liang Shicheng with his eyes.

Obviously Liang Shicheng was not prepared for this problem. He thought for a while before explaining:

"Because of path dependence!

All tools in the world are designed with the human body as a reference, whether it is a grip or a chair.

Including the size and height of the military armored vehicle, it also happens to be used for loading people.

As well as the protective bunker, the trenches are all based on the person's height.

Our purpose in designing the product into a human form is also for the convenience of use. There is no need to specifically develop a transportation vehicle for it, and there is no need to specifically design a protective equipment for it."

This seems to be a very explanatory reason, but Liang Shicheng continued to add other reasons.

"The other factor to consider is data universality. Our company's products are not only used for military purposes, but also intend to enter the service robot market.

In short, the functions provided by our products are comprehensive, replacing human labor in any scenario.

Moreover, the human body is the result of careful selection by nature, and it must have its rationality."

The officer nodded, wandered around in the narrow space in the car, and announced:

"Very well, after listening to your introduction, I am more optimistic about you now.

good luck.

If you can successfully complete the next tasks, our Peace Council will provide your company with more orders."

At this moment, an explosion sounded outside the car, and then a warning came from the horn, "Encountered by armed elements, all staff are on alert."

Hearing the sound, Zhou Ming instinctively trembled and wanted to lie down, but quickly stood up and prepared to be on standby.

"Can they be activated now?" The officer frowned and looked at Liang Shicheng with a tight expression.

He got a decisive answer.

"anytime!"

Immediately afterwards, Liang Shicheng and Zhou Ming quickly opened the packaging bags and fixed locks of the machines, and then the mechas stood up one by one at a very uniform speed.

They are a little taller than people, but they maintain a very stable posture and exude an aura.

The recruit who originally disapproved was shocked by this scene and involuntarily stepped back.

"Next, I will leave everything to you." Liang Shicheng gave an order to the headset.

Then the mechas switched postures and moved forward flexibly. The movements in the whole process were smooth and natural. This is the most advanced mechanical control technology of mankind.

As the first mech stood at the back door of the car, squatted down expertly, and then jumped out of the car, the officer and the soldier raised their hands and applauded at the same time.

But then, time seemed to freeze, and the other mechas remained in formation and stayed there motionless.

"What's the situation! Zhou Ming, go down and have a look."

"President Liang, it looks like he broke."

PS Is this writing mecha?NO, NO is not so simple.