The black instructor who had not been able to get his desire vented seemed to be a little dissatisfied, but because of the rules, he couldn't kill and slash as indiscriminately as Ling Qi, so he had to continue to say those jaw-dropping declarations to the students. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hmph! In short, if you are obedient, you will live. If you don't obey, you will die. Be obedient, not only to me, but also to the great, noble, mighty Mr. Lynch, and of course, listen to me now!"

"I'm going to train with you from today onwards, because I don't know anything about that stuff either-"

"Ahem~ Pay attention to your eyes, I feel as if some people are provoking me!"

The black man coldly glanced at the few people below who looked up in amazement, and the sporadic students immediately retracted their gaze in fright.

"Very well, it seems that you have come to your senses. ”

"In short, when you are studying, you must know how to grasp the scale. ”

"I'm an instructor, so learning faster than me will make me feel like I'm very shameless, and I'll think about killing him. Also, like you, I learned from scratch. And I'm not very smart, so whoever learns slower than me will die. Mr. Lynch said that fools are not qualified to live. ”

"Well, that's pretty much it, do you understand?!"

The black man's warning made some people's legs and stomachs weak, and many more students were bitter in their mouths, and they couldn't help but regret that they had not learned the bloody lessons of their predecessors.

The silence made this sweaty training ground look extremely dull.

"Huh, don't answer, hmph, it's all a bunch of garbage anyway!"

"You go on, don't stop, don't be lazy, Lao Tzu is looking for a lesson plan..."

The people on the field complained bitterly, and the people on the stage left with their toes high.

On the sidelines, in the center of the abandoned seats, there were several young boys and girls with outstanding appearance sitting together, pointing at the training ground.

"Hehe, Sister Na, should you tell me that the guy who wants to take your position is the guy just now. ”

"Lynch is really, I don't know where to find such a superlative, when the power armor of our brotherhood can be transformed?"

"And this kind of goods, it's going to teach a fart, so it's better to let me get on it!"

A brown-haired, blue-eyed young man said, and the girl next to him giggled in response. Still with the striking purple hair, Lyanna gasped in dissatisfaction and glared at the boy fiercely.

"Simbak, shut up, don't put that person's name in front of me!"

"Also, don't swear, aren't you well-educated, have you only been here for a few days and have you been corrupted!"

Seeing that the girl was angry, the frivolous young man immediately didn't dare to laugh, and the girl next to him also began to play a round.

The two girls who were talking to each other didn't see that the young man named Simbak glanced at Lyanna coldly, his eyes full of naked disdain and alienation.

The three of them didn't watch it any further, so they missed the most crucial drama.

Of course, even if they don't leave on their own initiative, they will be politely invited out by the mechanical guards before the show begins.

When the black instructor appeared with the so-called teaching materials, those students were shocked, and some of them were already tired and simply fell to the ground!

Bang! Bang!

With a slight shaking of the ground, a metal robot more than six meters tall, under the control of the black man sitting in its belly, rumbled out from the other direction facing the entrance!

This... Where is this kinetic armor!

It's clearly the Gundam from the pre-war anime!

In a month's time, with the help of an integrated mechanical army, what could Ling Qi do, and what did he do?

As early as more than half a month ago, when the second batch of rudimentary robots came out of the factory, replacing the earlier elite mechanical corps. Since then, all the elite units have disappeared, except for a few façade-filled mechanical units. In fact, they were either sent out on a mission or returned to the underground factory of House.

Of course, Lynch sent them back to the factory not for maintenance, but for work and transformation!

If someone could use the radar to probe fifty meters below Vegas, they would find that the hole below Lucky Thirty-Eight was spreading outward like a plant's roots!

The tunnels have even widened to the point where mutants can walk upright, and the furthest reaches are the outer edges of the ruins of Old Vegas!

The enlarged void at the core, in addition to being used to hoard supplies, is a number of simple small workshops!

Some of the mechanical units were directly dismantled into parts for Mr. Hao Hao to study the principles of mechanical mechanics.

Even the three sets of power armor that Ling Qikeng had been kidnapped and tricked into scavenging from other forces had also filled this hole!

Mr. Good's soaring technical ability is not unrelated to this, and practice can bring true knowledge.

As for the batch of T-32A power armor brought back from the Brotherhood, and the T-51B model that was really only one left, they were all disassembled in three days by Mr. Yes!

Surely some of the Brotherhood would not have imagined that the first generation of power armor, which was only converted from the reinforcement of the exoskeleton mechanical armor, filled in the biggest gap in mechanical neurodynamics for Mr. Yes.

If you don't have this batch of first-generation power armor, it would be many times more difficult to rely on the data and advanced power armor to reverse its manufacturing process and core technology.

Of course, the manufacturing technology that was cobbled together by cheating and abduction must be far inferior to the genuine one.

Ling Qi originally gave Mr. Yes the task he originally took, but he only hoped that he could upgrade and transform the power armor provided by others to a certain extent, and of course, it also included maintenance.

At the very least, the ill-fitting armor should be able to solve the problem on its own. At the very least, someone stuffed your power armor with self-explosive bombs, so you have to be able to take them out. And you can't fight every time you fight, and even the maintenance of equipment needs to be provided by others to provide technical support, then it's still hairy!

The people of the Brotherhood would never have imagined that there was a very special Mr. Yes by Ling Qi's side, and even Ling Qi himself could not have imagined that Mr. Yes would complete the task so well!

Since I can't catch up with you in the original field, why not find another way!

Heavy mecha is only one of several achievements, and the day before yesterday, Ling Qi dared to directly carry out genetic implantation and modification on ordinary people, in addition to the willpower of the research subject, of course, he was also sure!

Neural machines, neural machines, why do people always insist on making machines like living people? Since there have been brain-controlled robots in this world for a long time, why do we limit brain-controlled robots to only use for management?

Boom! Boom!

A slight tremor was heard outside the abandoned gymnasium, and some "citizens" looked curiously in that direction, but were unfortunately blocked by the high fence.

Lyanna felt the vibration of the soles of her feet, and the Combat Assist Chip told her that this level of tremor would hardly interfere with her mobility.

For some reason, she remembered the deformed instructor who looked more like an orangutan than a human, and if that man had doubled in size, he would probably not be worse off with his fists.

Lyanna was amused by her thoughts, but she was a little uneasy, and couldn't help but ask her companions:

"You say, could that black man just now be a cyborg?"

"Cyborgs? How is that possible? Hehe, Lyanna, you're thinking too much. Besides, you tell me what kind of mutant creatures are in the wasteland that are that kind of virtuous, gorillas? Haha! This is not a movie. ”

"Besides, although the gene implant is a miraculous skill outside, we have also learned the basic course. You say, if there is really such a big change in appearance, how domineering the implanted genes should be, and who can bear the pain. Sister Na, I think that's a deformity, this kind of person is not uncommon in the wasteland, you really have too many hearts. ”

"New Vegas, for all its fame, is mainly in terms of luxury. If you really want to talk about comprehensive strength and advanced technology, where can it compare with other large organizations, let alone compare with our brotherhood. What the Brotherhood can't do, others can't do. ”

The young man Simbak summed up his words with the most classic fraternal statement.

Although Lyanna was still a little skeptical, she couldn't resist the persuasion of the boys and girls, and wanted to go to other places to see and learn.

In desperation, she had to take the two of them to "open their eyes" on the one hand, and on the other hand, she warned them Chun Chun not to be knocked down by the sugar-coated cannonballs of all evil, but put Fang Cai's suspicions behind.

Simbac and another young girl are resigned, and they say that they are strong believers, born to be Brotherhood people, and died Brotherhood ghosts.

Young people are frivolous in their words, but they are always amusing.

He looked at the scantily clad girls who occasionally passed by the roadside, and licked his lips, his scarlet tongue growing strangely.

Three days later, Ling Qi came to the underground factory again, entered the "warehouse area" through the tunnel in the north, and reviewed the new batch of "achievements"!

Brand new machines, neatly arranged in the empty crypt, are like terracotta warriors, lifeless but majestic.

"How's it going, Zero, is there still time for progress?"

Ling Qi patted the leg bone of a heavy mecha, and the cold touch gave people a heavy and thick taste.

He pulled the smash out of the storage space and swiped it lightly.

When!

With little effort, a hollow steel ingot fell straight off the mech's leg!

"Tsk, this defense..."

Although I have long realized that the lack of raw materials and the simplicity of technology will lead to the appearance of these scary-looking mecha with various shortcomings, it is too much to lose points if they are so fragile.

"Mr. Lynch, there is no problem in terms of productivity, it can keep up completely, there are currently twenty large mechas, more than sixty medium-sized mechas, three hundred small ones, and three specially customized mechas. ”

"As for defense, it's actually enough. ”

"The cockpit of the large mecha has bulletproof glass all around, the medium mecha also has a baffle in front, and the small mecha is the metal armor of the exoskeleton, so it doesn't matter about defense. ”

"After all, these mechs are all operated by humans, and in my simulated war, in a large-scale frontal battle with a military strength of 5:1, the battle loss rate of the mecha pilot is much higher than the damage rate of the mecha itself, so it is meaningless to improve the defense of the mecha itself. ”

"In addition, we do not have many metal reserves, and counting the latest batch of inputs, they are also in short supply. We also need to maintain the numbers and combat effectiveness of the regular mechanical corps, so it is impossible to tilt all our resources towards this. Furthermore, at present, our neuromechanical technology is not mature enough, according to the 100:1 force increase, lifting five ~ six tons is the limit. A large five-meter-tall mech, if it was made entirely of solid metal, would have the necessary metal skeleton structure of more than six tons, even without a thickened shell, and would not be able to move at all. ”

"Besides, your weapon is not well suited to conclusive data testing. ”