Two days after the deletion and modification, the zero-damping cockpit was finally modeled, and the deduction of the access to the Galaxy host was successful, and the first-generation spherical zero-damping cockpit entered production. The cockpit connection system of a general-purpose fighter and the Furious Phoenix was overturned and rebuilt into a zero-damping cockpit connection design.

The first-generation combat fighter pecked through the eggshell and raised its head to reveal its prototype. The journey of the combat mechanism to dominate the world has since begun.

As the VV sat in the experimental zero-damping spherical cockpit, the entire apron corridor was filled with people watching with bated breath at the design innovation that supposedly turned the fighter into a "space dancer."

The expansive apron is equipped with a space combat simulation system, and a pilot spherical zero-damping cockpit is installed in the center of the system.

This combat simulation system will simulate dangerous actions such as sideways flight, loss of control, and infinite tumbling of fighters, although it cannot realistically restore the special ultra-high acceleration in space, but it is enough to verify the performance of the zero-damping cockpit. All of this is to consider whether the cockpit has a stronger ability to protect the driver.

Driver life support is a shortcoming of high-speed space combat. Protecting the pilot is equivalent to lifting the shackles, and more wantonly bringing the performance of the fighter to the extreme, which is directly equivalent to improving combat effectiveness.

The cockpit is filled with buffer. The cockpit is pressurized. The cabin entered a deep-sea state of 1,500 kPa.

Then, programmed by the space combat simulation system, the cockpit interface system in mid-air began to rise and fall like a roller coaster on the track, creating acceleration while the relentless electronic sound played:

"Three hundred and sixty degree roll, sudden stop and recoil."

In the exclamation of the technician, the outer layer of the cockpit turned sharply 360 degrees, like a baseball hitting a wall and bouncing back, the brakes came to a sudden stop, and the original way backlash, and in this whirling combat action, the inner cockpit always remained upright, only a slight shaking occurred, and the VV sat in it from beginning to end, and the fighter rolled and people did not move.

Because the cockpit is divided into two layers like a nesting doll, like a big ball wrapped around a small ball. The friction between them is almost negligible by the technical forces, and only the exchange of electrical signals exists, and there is no frictional interference.

The outer layer (the big ball wrapped in a small ball) is the fighter. The fighter is spinning, the inner layer (the small ball inside the big ball) cockpit is not affected, and the pilot is always sitting upright.

Soon, the system began to experiment with more aggressive actions:

"Broken wings out of control." The entire outer layer began to simulate tremors, while tumbling randomly, like a high-speed spinning apple in a peeler.

Coupled with the simulated acceleration, everyone saw that the entire cockpit was like a high-speed scurrying electron, rushing wildly in the empty tarmac, like a crazy hornet, and the "fighter" was still spinning and rolling, like a spinning top flying around.

Everyone thinks that the situation inside the gyroscope should be similar to that of a test tube put in a centrifuge of 1,000 revolutions per minute, and even if it contains people, it should be stirred into a pot of uniform protein medium.

The frightening thing, however, was that VV never raised a "termination alarm". It's scary. I don't know if it's because VV is safe or because a pot of medium can't press the button.

Three minutes later, the test ended, and the cockpit was pushed back to the trestle by the system like a frenzied electron.

The moment the system came to a standstill, everyone's eyes widened to see clearly: the inner cockpit was always suspended upright in the center, shaking slightly. At this level of rotational speed, even the DNA in the test tube can be isolated so that it can be picked out with chopsticks, and the buffer is still as clear as new. VV sat upright, just swaying slightly.

Just swaying slightly like a pendulum.

The technicians, who thought the cockpit was out of control and the VV was certain to die, let out a sea of cheers that flooded the entire floor and shook the glass.

Cockpit decompression. The buffer receded, VV coughed up the liquid, and walked out of the cabin unharmed, climbed the high-altitude trestle, and waved to the cheering crowd.

An indifferent electronic voice announced: "Test successful. Evaluation, A. ”

But the sound was only audible to VV, for the shouts and cheers in the hallway had trampled the sound of the radio into disjointed sounds. Zhuang Yan squeezed in the crowd and moved towards the door against the current, wanting to wait for the door to open to see VV.

The fighters pushed through the crowd, and then the hatch connecting to the trestle opened, and as the VV passed by the crowd, the atmosphere was as hot as a star getting off the plane.

VV turned his head to look at it for a while before leaving, found Zhuang Yan who was tiptoeing, brushed the wet hair on his face, handed it to Qiubo, and said with a smile: "It's great that you don't have to fall upside down." Zhuang Yan, your new design is awesome. ”

In the next second, the crowd stopped squirming, and their eyes swept to Zhuang Yan in all directions. Before Zhuang Yan could react, thousands of hands easily lifted him up and threw him into the air, with waves one after another: "Long live!" Banzai! Banzai! ”

Zhuang Yan was like a cat thrown into the air by his owner, dancing and falling to the ground, caught by a sea anemone-like hand. Everyone kept throwing out solemn words and shouting to vent the ecstasy brought by the design revolution.

Zhuang Yan panicked, and saw VV tilting his head to look at him for a moment, and then hurriedly turned around and left.

Zhuang Yan's popularity is like a stock with a rising limit, and it is an instant hit.

Wei Xu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the decision-making floor, his eyes passed through the two layers of glass, through the vast tarmac, and quietly watched Zhuang Yan who was thrown by the ecstatic crowd, his fingers gently rubbing his gloves.

Li Ming walked in, threw a brown paper document bag on the black wood desk, and said: "The encrypted wave released by the enemy from the computer center has been deciphered and does not contain key information, and the superior has declared Zhuang Yan not guilty. You're quick to stop. ”

Wei Xu looked back and smiled: "What about your mission?" The driver is using her influence to elevate Zhuang Yan's status, proving that her position is swayed by Zhuang Yan. This question is your responsibility, now should you write the check? ”

Li Ming was coldly beaten upside down, and felt that Wei Xu's clothes were full of blades. He argued: "Anything that comes into your mouth can become a high hat." The driver is also a human being, and her small talk can be distorted by you. ”

After speaking, Li Ming hurriedly changed the conversation, knocked his index finger on the table and said: "Zhuang Yan's position has been cleared, and he needs to intervene in the next zero-damping cockpit connection problem and the development of the second-generation life support system." In the name of the person in charge of the R&D department, I decided to submit a draft to the nine-member group to open up the access to the relevant Zidian Technology to Zhuang Yan. ”

Wei Xu turned his head softly, looked at Li Mingwan and smiled: "You, what's the use of holding Zhuang Yan up?" ”

Only in front of Wei Xu, Li Ming couldn't laugh: "What is wrong with him realizing his own value with his own efforts?" ”

Wei Xu was amused, couldn't help laughing, lowered his head and smiled for a while, then sat back in his chair, smiled and enlightened Li Ming: "Giving power to others is like giving people a handle." You awarded Zhuang Yan the sword of Zidian Technology, hurting the common interests of you and me, and the relationship between us has not deteriorated to that point, right? ”

Then Wei Xu lay down comfortably in the chair and looked at Li Ming with his fingers crossed: "You hand in the draft, whether it can be passed is another matter." Now that the Chief Decision-Maker is gone, you probably don't have a chance to use the tie decision. ”

When Li Ming heard this, he finally smiled at ease, shook his head and looked at Wei Xu and said with a smile: "Oh, do you think that only the chief decision-maker can control you?" Oh, Captain, it's so cute for you to think like that. ”

Wei Xu's expression disappeared, and he carefully looked at Li Mingchun's warm smile, and he really couldn't figure out how his face that was still bitter and hateful just now, how he smiled like a presidential candidate canvassing for votes in the blink of an eye.

However, pretending to be cut in half is an extremely cheap thing, so Wei Xu just stared at Li Ming quietly, his eyes were as plain as water, his expression was ancient and waveless, and he pretended to be calmer than the monk's death.

If the watchdog sees through his confusion at the moment, Wei Xu would rather break the window and jump off the building.

Li Ming was not very demanding, he saw that Wei Xu finally put away that lofty smile, so he nodded with satisfaction, and left a meaningful declaration of victory when he left:

"No matter how sharp the sword is, it can't knock out the rough plow. Just because you look down on him doesn't mean you can replace him. ”

Leaving these words, Li Mingzhi left proudly.

This sentence was like a crowbar inserted into the gears of the machine, and at once Captain Kad's mind couldn't turn around. As soon as Li Ming's back disappeared, he called Liang Feifei with a stiff face. When I dialed up, my brow wrinkled and my skin hurt.

He had a hunch that Li Ming, who had been squeezed out of the decision-making level, would counterattack.

The phone was connected, and Liang Feifei told Wei Xu that Li Ming had been very active in the past two days, and had re-established contact with people from the Ministry of Construction and the Ministry of Internal Affairs. According to Liang Feifei's inference, Li Ming seemed to have Shang Fang's sword in his hand.

Wei Xu hung up the phone, and his head hurt.