The two little secretaries took turns bombarding Saman with wine glasses, which made the balding greasy middle-aged man burst into tears and began to speak freely.

He talked about his former glory, and he was proud of the spring breeze in Clair. In particular, he mentioned several original mathematical models in the development of weapons, which no designer has been able to use so far.

This caught the attention of the old pedant, who picked up his cup and toasted: "Mr. Saman seems to have a unique insight into mathematical models, and I wonder if I can ask a few questions." ”

"Just ask." As soon as the old bald man put down his wine glass, he looked like he had let the horse come.

"Actually, it's about this excavation." The old scholar took out his notebook and flipped through a few pages, "Our feet should be a power experiment center before the cataclysm, and I have compiled a research and development catalog of the laboratory based on the written materials that have been unearthed these days. ”

"But there's a set of mathematical formulas that I don't quite understand. No way, I'm mainly responsible for technical identification, and mathematics is really not my strong point. ”

As he spoke, he respectfully handed the notebook to Saman.

Oh no, Saman thought to himself.

How did he know that Albergo would really take out a mathematical manuscript on the wine table and ask him for advice, didn't he mean to embarrass people? Can what is said at this table be true?

Actually, you can't blame Albergo, he's a scholar-type figure in the first place, and these formulas have been bothering him for days.

Saman Tian shamelessly boasted about Dinah's work back then as her own ability, and now she is about to show her shame.

He took the notebook, intending to pretend to read it for a few seconds, then pretend to be drunk and have a drunken escape.

One second, two seconds, three seconds......

Saman stared at the numbers in his notebook for a long time, looking very strange. Everyone also noticed that something was wrong and put down their wine glasses.

"What's wrong?" Zora asked.

Saman looked up, his lips trembling slightly.

"Radiant tensor transformation, this is Dinah's last formula."

"What?" Kuhn jumped in shock when he heard Dinah's words, "Your last project?" ”

Saman nodded.

After some explanation, Albergo thought it might just be a scientific coincidence.

There are thousands of paths to the truth, but there are always a few places where there are single lanes.

It's only natural that two scientists from different eras each get the same results. For example, the case of Newton and Leibniz, where is there any conspiracy?

This sudden incident made the drinking party unhappy, and everyone was in no mood to continue. For the next day, except for the simple-minded Maggie, everyone in Cyrius was overshadowed by a haze.

"Cheer up." The boss encouraged everyone in a timely manner, "Do the things in front of you first, and then we will talk about the next things after this battle." ”

Zola said this from the cockpit of the Hog Rider. At the end of the publicity period, Iveko needs to defend itself against attacks from competitors within a limited time.

The pilot needs to stay in the AC, turn on the scan mode, and monitor the entire area in case the enemy attacks from any direction at any time.

Eight to ten small, unmanned helicopters hovered back and forth over the entire ruins, with the "Vow" logo painted on the fuselage. During the hovering, it will suddenly approach a fast rock or sand dune, and the large field head in front of the nose will click and flash.

"Those drones? Where did it come from. ”

Hao Yun sat at the back of the battlefield, near a front-line radar station in the excavation camp. It was converted into a makeshift battlefield intelligence center, connecting 12 radars covering the entire area to Zola's Hog Knight.

"That's the video recorder of Battlefield Voices," replied Maggie, "Vow will record the recorded competitive battles in more detail and confirm the results, checking for irregularities." They belong to the neutral side. ”

"What kind of organization is Voice of the Battlefield, so powerful. And aren't all of you in the world businessmen, how can there be an organization to do these public welfare work? Completely thankless, right? Hao Yun asked.

"Battlefield Voices is the world's largest premium video site." Maggie is particularly active today, as the time approaches, some of her expectations seem to be getting stronger and stronger, and a smile appears on her handsome face, "There are also various small videos, Hao Yun want to try it." ”

"Oh, thanks!"

Maggie, Hao Yun, and Saman sat in front of the podium. Among them, Maggie, as an intelligence officer, stares at the radar analysis screen and is responsible for direct communication with the AC. Hao Yun stared at the AC management system, while Saman stared at the weapon system.

The AC's combat readiness duty is quite difficult, and the pilots need to wear heavy anti-compression suits all the time and stay in the cockpit 24 hours a day.

Although the anti-pressure suit has a temperature control system, it is definitely not a comfortable experience. Excretion and diet are carried out by the hose inside the anti-compression suit, and the psychological experience is already very bad.

The length of time for a Free Play Raider is set between 24 hours and 72 hours, depending on the value of the target being contested. The attacker will often choose to launch a surprise attack when the defensive pilots are exhausted.

This is one of the advantages that belongs to the attacking side.

The total amount of the recorded targets in the Relic Valley is low, and the Voice of the Battlefield confirms the 24-hour strategy duration.

This means that the wandering prince must attack and completely dismantle the defenses of Ivekogong within 24 hours in order to win the competition.

Generally, Freeplay Raiders will end with one side breaking the AC or escaping the battlefield range, and a tie will be won by the defender.

Originally, Hao Yun felt that he would waste at least a dozen hours of waiting time, but at six o'clock in the morning, when the first rays of sunlight pierced the faint haze that shrouded the valley of ruins, the alarm for the battle had already sounded.

"Due east, two enemy AC signals are approaching at high speed, and they are expected to arrive on the battlefield in 30 seconds."

Maggie's clear and beautiful voice came from the headphones. Zola nodded, and the Hog Rider Power Furnace lit up.

After a while, two ACs visible in the field of vision entered the battlefield in a sliding attitude.

The lead AC has a reddish-brown livery with dark yellow stripes dotted with it, and it is none other than the heavy reverse bipedal assault AC Wilted Rose driven by Leon.

It holds two Distel live-ammunition Gatlings in both its left and right hands, and has an additional ** mounted on the right secondary weapon pylon, and it seems that it is preparing to suppress the fire to the end today. It's just that I brought a gem Tsubaki on the left secondary weapon pylon, which added a certain amount of melee combat ability.

Diagonally behind is followed by a quadruped long-range support AC, unexpectedly not in white paint, but in brown and pale yellow camouflage paint. It seems that camouflage performance in the desert is also taken into account.

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a's extra-long barrel was carried diagonally on its shoulder.

Withered Rose cautiously stopped 8,000 yards in front of Hog Rider, apparently unavoidably at first.

The White Rift did not stop, but turned to three o'clock and moved to a halt on a sand dune 2,000 yards away.

The red light for the communication request came on, and Maggie connected to the public channel, and sure enough, it was Leon's elegant and majestic voice.

"Surrender or die, choose one or the other now!"

That bearing, that demeanor, as if the king with the elite knights, was contemptuously ordering the thieves. And the people of Sirius were the clumsy thieves with pitchforks in his eyes.

Could Zola be scared by him?

"Boss Li, have you eaten breakfast?" Zola asked lazily back.

The boss's usual voice is gentle and generous, but Hao Yun always feels that when the boss talks to Leon, his voice has indescribable malice.

Leon in the withered rose was stunned. The blonde-haired and majestic beautiful man didn't know whether to refute Boss Li's title or exchange the menu for breakfast.

"Red wine with rosemary, a raw ham with bread, and a fine cigar at the end of the meal." Leon arrogantly showed off, "Zola, your big breasted bucket can't prepare such an exquisite breakfast." How about it, consider surrendering to join us and end the life of poor B! ”

"You're eating too much."

"What?"

"I mean." Zola's response was full of mockery, "You'll vomit badly in a moment." ”

Crunch.

Leon gripped the joystick fiercely.

"It's time to start! It's time to get started! Maggie shouted excitedly, she turned her head and called out to the little brother, "Hao Yun, play the song!" Use your superpowers! ”

"Clams?" Hao Yun looked confused.

Leon, in the cockpit, relaxed his fingers, he was irritated by Zola's poisonous tongue every time, but he gradually got used to it.

"It's still so powerful." Leon the King smiled wickedly, "I have prepared a particularly thick dog chain in the room, and I wonder what kind of funny sounds can be made in your mouth when you are tied up at night." ”

"Boss Li is so emotional, I admire it." Zola gently complimented, "In addition to the dog cage, I also prepared a mouth ball and a stopper. I don't like people squirting above or underneath something. That's unappetizing. But maybe Boss Li has a special hobby. ”

With each other's mouth cannons, the two people facing each other have slowly approached the distance of the firefight. The rapid secretion of adrenaline made the bodies of the two pilots hot.

"Ahhh Maggie screamed, a flush appeared on her face, and the tips of her heart were trembling, "Hao Yun, come on some music!" ”

"Okay, I totally get it." Hao Yun spread his hands, "The forbidden boundary line." ”