"Ahh Death, death, death! Veneto's scream disappeared into the deep tunnel, and ten seconds later, he reappeared in front of the orbit at subsonic speed, and under the hydraulic braking system, the speed of two hundred kilometers per hour was attenuated to zero in a hundred milliseconds.

What felt like Veneto galloping in a subsonic tunnel pod was paused.

In 100 milliseconds, Miss Veneto experiences 45 times the negative acceleration of gravitational acceleration.

Miss Veneto's little hat had turned into a uniform puddle of silk fabric on the sticky windshield, and it was slowly slipping off, and the girl was blushing and panting, and her eyes were wide open in horror as she stared at Li Ming, who was calm and relaxed outside the cabin, and her hands waved blankly in the air, as if trying to open the door.

Zhuang Yan opened the hatch and pressed the safety fixture, and then Miss Veneto grabbed his arm in a panic.

He said softly, "Let me see." Then he turned on the little flashlight and looked at her pupils one by one.

Although Miss Veneto's pretty face was still smooth and tight, and she did not complain about breaking or breaking, she did not dare to take it lightly.

Twenty endurance tests were done intermittently, and the acceleration increased from 6G, 10G, 13G, and finally under the fanatical urging of Li Ming, it skyrocketed to 45G, and Miss Veneto still survived. Except for the panic and shortness of breath, the rest are safe.

Song Dan's point of view is correct. Only a warrior in the world can be a pilot of an aerospace fighter. Ordinary people can't even do 6G.

But Zhuang Yan's heart seemed to rest on the tip of a knife. 45 times the acceleration of gravity is an absolute no-go zone, and even though Veneto looks good, Zhuang Yan is still worried that she will suffer from retinal detachment, corneal hyperemia, diffuse internal bleeding and other similar trauma. During the nervous examination, Zhuang Yan already hated Li Ming to the core.

Li Ming's books have all been read in P shares. When reviewing Zhuang Yan's research results, he generally judged that the physiological limits of human beings were not worth mentioning in front of Zhan Ji, and he even asked Veneto to try to slow down for more than ten milliseconds to speculate on the feasibility of Zhan Ji to complete space-level combat maneuvers, including high-speed sudden stops and M-shaped tracks.

That would mean that Veneto's acceleration would fluctuate between 100 and 500 G, and it would be likely that in the next test, they would see Veneto's head cut off smoothly by a safety fixture under the shear force of 25,000 Newtons, slammed into the windshield, and turned into an even plane like her top hat.

"Forty-five times the force of gravity is enough." This is the last limit of Zhuang Yan. If Li Ming used his authority to force Zhuang Yan to cross the line, Zhuang Yan would definitely stuff Li Ming into the subsonic tunnel cabin and let him feel the charm of 500 times the gravitational acceleration himself.

Zhuang Yan had a feeling that Li Ming's authority allowed him to be so detached that he could imagine all test subjects as guinea pigs, and the guinea pigs could be sacrificed for verification at any time.

Veneto clenched Zhuang Yan's arm in horror, his pale cherry lips twitching and unable to make a sound, his eyes wide open at Zhuang Yan's expression that was so focused that he almost ignored her, like looking at a bobcat sniffing himself up and down.

Carefully ruling out the suspicion of microvascular hemorrhage, Zhuang Yan breathed a sigh of relief tiredly, turned off the flashlight, briskly turned on the last safety fixture, released Miss Veneto, who was gradually returning to her soul, from the safety seat, and said with relief: "Hard work, the test is complete, you got a full score." ”

Miss Veneto looked at him blankly for a moment, and was amused, but Zhuang Yan, who was worried, only felt exhausted, and couldn't understand what the laughter was, so she stood up in confusion and looked at Veneto, who was hiding her lips and smiling, and pulled out her hand to take her out.

Veneto liked to see Zhuang Yan's frightened expression.

Li Ming clapped his hands and smiled, "Miss Veneto, congratulations on breaking the human survival record. But this kind of thing is not uncommon for you, right? ”

Veneto bit his lip and smiled embarrassedly, shy and reluctant to squeak without being familiar with the male god.

Zhuang Yanqi had swear words in his heart and wanted to come out, so he couldn't hold back by bowing his head and filling in the form, secretly thinking that if you knew that he was majestic and almost let you play a flying head stunt, see if you are still shy.

Li Ming is very good at talking, even if Veneto is reserved and does not squeak, only smiles and nods, he can enjoy it. Zhuang Yan was so lonely that he was jealous, and urged Veneto to do one last test: the driver's liquid life support system endurance test.

The Driver's Liquid Life Support System, designed to overcome the problem of "acceleration tolerance for space-grade combat maneuvers", is the only solution that can be achieved at the current level of technology. The content is to fill the cockpit with life support dialysate, with the help of the incompressibility of the liquid, to evenly share the impact of 500 times the gravitational acceleration on the driver's body, to a theoretical extent, after meeting the condition of "ignoring gravity and evenly sharing the force", the damage caused by ultra-high acceleration to the driver will be reduced to a tolerable range.

The second advantage is that a dialysate-filled cockpit can be considered a more sophisticated hyperbaric chamber. The deep-sea pressure that can be pressurized to a depth of 220 meters in five minutes narrows the gap between the pressure in the driver's body and the outside world, so that it can withstand the terrifying acceleration generated by the fusion engine at full speed, and under ideal conditions, it is possible to even reach 30,000 kilometers per second.

Li Ming and Song Dan believe that even the pilots of the aerospace fighters in the Transcosmic Earth Union will not be able to make such gorgeous instantaneous acceleration actions and high-speed sudden stop actions, even genetically strengthened humans will spread out into a uniform pancake under 500 times gravity, and the whole person will splash everywhere, and then quickly precipitate and stratify under high gravity, turning into a bright red cell precipitate that is several centimeters thick at the bottom of the serum.

In other words, the quality of the pilot determines the performance of the space fighter. In the field of space combat of aerospace fighters, the competition is the endurance of the pilot.

So Li Ming has an almost fanatical concern about whether Veneto can withstand 500 times the acceleration of gravity. Even if the test fails, it doesn't matter, he can at least estimate the threshold and then consider the pressure of the liquid chamber to fill the gap.

Zhuang Yan knows what Li Ming is thinking, but his position is to go to your mother, what is the difference between this kind of reckless experiment and a child pushing down the building blocks, and he is paralyzed and doesn't even have the process of mathematical modeling verification, you use my chick as a white mouse?

So Zhuang Yan's hopes were all pinned on the liquid life support system. He was afraid that Veneto would not adapt to the system.

The liquid cabin pilot system is the only viable way for Miss Veneto to satisfy the expectations of these madmen at the moment, and if she doesn't adapt to this system, I don't know what expedient measures Li Ming can concoct. And Zhuang Yan absolutely believes that even if there is only a 1% success rate, Li Ming will stuff Veneto into the cockpit for a test drive, and he will not pity Xiangyu.

Song Dan will not pity the fragrance and cherish the jade. Just kidding, even the sturdy man didn't see her save it. How can you care about anything other than humans.

And this guy Veneto, my God, is a stubborn mess, and he can't wait to put a flag on his back and write "I will write my name upside down if I coax it". Li Ming's tongue is like a spring, and her tongue can bloom when she blows the sky, and it is too easy to encourage her to participate in the test drive.

After all, being handsome has human rights.

Therefore, Zhuang Yan is most concerned about the last test, and he insists on completing it as soon as possible.