"Do you want us to be guinea pigs and test new inventions for you?" The captain was holding a cigar and clearly distrusting the doctor's words, and it seemed that he had not been fooled before.

"How come, this time it's definitely a finished product, but no one has used it yet, but it's quite powerful, don't you believe you shot me and try it?" The Doctor really let us shoot him, and seemed confident in our results.

"Are you sure?" The Grim Reaper walked out with the TAC-50 in his hand, pulling out the gun and loading it as he went.

"Hey, hey, don't be kidding, it can only resist bullets from small-caliber rifles and pistols, don't dangle that broken thing in front of my eyes, why don't you just give me a shot?" The doctor rolled his eyes, no body armor could withstand the power of anti-materiel weapons.

"That's what I mean!" The Titan carried the RPK bazooka on his shoulders and aimed it at the Doctor.

"Come on, it's your loss if anything in this house is bad anyway." The Doctor has the audacity to yell that everything in the lab was developed at our expense, and now it has become the Doctor's talisman.

"The thermal detector couldn't find him." Baby turns on the thermal imaging system and locks onto the doctor, but the thermal detector can't track his movements.

"That's nothing, the nanocomputer hidden in the clothes can also selectively shield wireless signals within two meters, although it doesn't help much in combat, but if you have a remote-controlled bomb strapped to you, it can prevent it from detonating." The doctor said proudly, quite satisfied with the work.

"The more powerful the function, the easier it is to fail, have you done a failure test for this optical camouflage?" Pandora's question is always to the point, what is the camouflage suit for, it is used to hide itself, every day in all kinds of harsh environments, can such a sophisticated clothing adapt to various environments without damage?

If we are surrounded by enemies behind enemy lines, it suddenly malfunctions, makes a little noise, or directly appears, then the fun will be great, to be honest, although this thing is good, but it is not very practical, even if I give it to me, I dare not use it.

"Well, this one! Don't you know the failure rate after you use it? The doctor scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

"Grass, let's experiment!" The Grim Reaper shook his head, a little disappointed in the unreliable doctor.

I walked over, ripped the optical camouflage off him, still on the table, and pulled out my pistol and fired three shots at my clothes.

"Clank!" Three bullets fell on the floor, the table top was cracked, but the clothes were intact: "Hehe, the bulletproof effect is good, much stronger than adding ceramic plates to body armor." ”

"Of course, this is the most advanced research result, using ultra-high-density fibers, which are not only lightweight but also as bulletproof as the composite body armor you wear." When the doctor heard me complimenting him, he began to babble again.

"Really? Maybe the bulletproof effect is good, but the effect of reducing lethality is far worse, the outer layer of the body armor on our body is a lightweight ceramic plate, and the bulletproof layer is a high-performance fiber fabric such as Kevlar, which has a certain cushioning effect even in the face of high-speed bullets. ”

"But your optical camouflage is so thin, it's light enough, but it has no cushioning effect, even if it can block the bullet, it can't block the momentum of the bullet, and it will cause internal injuries, which are more terrible than external injuries." It was Pandora who pointed out the shortcomings to the point, and the doctor was speechless.

"That being said, its stealth effect is still very good, especially against snipers, it's like a tiger with wings!" I praised it again on the side, and sang and commented on this so-called high-tech camouflage with Pandora.

"Yes, you just have to wear it on your body, and I promise no one will find you lurking." The doctor hurriedly posted it, like a vendor in a night market, who grabbed a customer and quickly sold it.

"How many camouflage do you have, do you have enough one?" I asked casually as I looked at the camouflage.

"One for each person?" The doctor raised his voice in surprise: "Don't make trouble, do you think the mall chooses clothes, how many you want for the next order, just this one has just been completed, for the sake of scaring you at the door just now, I will give you a friendly price, and I don't want to sell it yet!" ”

"Friendship price? Let's count it! "I really like this camouflage, it's not bad to keep it for backup, maybe it can save my life at a critical moment, and the most important thing is that I want to give it to Xia, anyway, I want to give her everything that can save her life.

"Fifteen million!"

"Poof" I almost spurted out a mouthful of blood: "Is this the friendship price you said?" Why don't you rob it, and you're not afraid of flashing your tongue, when Lao Tzu's money is blown by the wind? ”

I scolded me and strongly despised the doctor's shameless behavior of only recognizing money and not people.

"And how much do you say?" The Doctor also seemed to think he was too ruthless.

"Didn't you say it cost eight million? I'll give you nine million, and I don't have any more, love or not, the camouflage is mine anyway. "I thought about it, I was talking to me crookedly, and I robbed it, and I didn't give a penny, so I love it.

"Grass, I've been working hard for so long and it's worth a million dollars?"

"What's the matter? If you don't want it, don't forget it, I'm going to set the camouflage anyway. ”

"Count you ruthless, nine million, deal." The doctor high-fived me through gritted teeth.

"By the way, my M107 is ruined, you can get me another handful, it must be exactly the same as last time, otherwise I won't be used to it." I carefully folded the camouflage uniform, although the cost of optical camouflage is quite expensive, but it is not so high, it is estimated that five or six million is about the same, and the doctor of this business made at least three million.

"No problem, what weapons do you need, make a list for me, finish it in three days, don't forget to prepare the money!" The doctor lengthened his voice and made a gesture to count the money.

"You're such a money junkie!" I shook my head helplessly.

"Please, engaging in scientific research is the most expensive thing, how can I conduct my research without money, I just rely on the US government's little expense, which is only enough to buy a box lunch." Doctor's words are a bit exaggerated, when he worked for other people's governments, people didn't spend a penny for him, and all the money he extorted from us was smashed in his own laboratory.

"Well, for the sake of you being one of us, we should support you a little, otherwise you won't get a penny." I'm not just saying this, if others dare to hack me like this, it will definitely be a good show of black eating black.

But the doctor is a different matter, although he is not a combat member, but he is also an important person of Caesar, all technical support, weapons and equipment, all rely on him, we are an inseparable part, not to mention making my money, even if I directly reach out to ask for it, I will do everything to help him, not only I think so, no one will be stingy in front of my brothers, at most add a sentence, triple the interest.