Chapter 411: Making Speech Recognition Microphones
Colonel Handar was sitting on the leather couch in the room on the sixth floor at the moment, drinking red wine leisurely, and did not look at the surveillance screen. Colonel Handa didn't want to look at the disgusting place on the fifth floor, he estimated that those two people should have died on the fifth floor by now, after all, he knew the horror of that guy on the fifth floor.
"It's boring." Colonel Henda muttered to himself as he shook the red wine in his glass. Just as he was sitting on the couch and yawning, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door.
"Huh? Who is it! Didn't you say it, don't bother me if there's nothing here on the sixth floor! Colonel Henda suddenly changed his face and scolded, but before he finished his words, suddenly the door of the room made a muffled sound, and then the door panel flew directly over, and the frightened Colonel Hengda rolled directly on the ground and dodged.
"Who! Spicy next door! Colonel Hengda got up from the ground scolding, but when he saw the two people who appeared at the door, he was directly stunned, and then looked at Feng Fan and the two like ghosts.
"You, aren't you dead?"
Colonel Handar really couldn't believe it, how could two people who should have died on the fifth floor stand alive in front of him?
"Who told you that we died?" Feng Fan leaned against the door, looking at Colonel Hengda, with a hint of banter on his face
"I tell you, I'm a cadre of the Red Ribbon Legion, if you want to move me, you will wait to face the endless pursuit of the Red Ribbon Legion!" Colonel Hengda said with a strong look, although he has good skills, but he is an ordinary person after all, even the guy on the fifth layer was solved by these two people, and he has no chance of winning at all.
"Really?" After hearing Colonel Hengda's words, Feng Fan walked over to him, still with a joke on his face, "If I were afraid of the retribution of the Red Ribbon Legion, then I wouldn't have come here." ”
"Bang!"
Just as Feng Fan walked towards Colonel Henda, Colonel Hengda's face suddenly showed a hideous look, and then I saw him press a button next to the sofa, and the wall behind him suddenly cracked a door, and suddenly the sofa under him suddenly moved to the back, and at the same time, a metal cover suddenly fell from Feng Fan's head, directly detaining him inside.
"Haha, two miscellaneous pieces, when we meet next time, you will be dead!"
Seeing that Colonel Handa was about to run away from the cracked door in the wall, suddenly a gunshot rang out, and then only saw a thumb-sized bullet hole in the center of Colonel Handa's forehead, and suddenly his eyes became dilated, and life passed quickly from his body, and the last body was left on the sofa and taken away.
"Su Lin, your marksmanship is good." Feng Fan opened his mouth and said, "But you hurry up and find a way to get me out of this cage." ”
In the end, it took a lot of effort, Su Lin finally got Feng Fan out of the cage, I don't know what material this cage is made of, the sword qi formed by Feng Fan's true qi couldn't be broken, and finally Su Lin found the mechanism and released him.
"This cage is quite strong." After coming out, Feng Fan still wanted to break the cage, but it was useless to make the stars for a long time, so he had to sit on the chair and rest alone.
"Su Lin, can you find the things you want?"
Surin has been busy looking for things since he came to the sixth floor, and this sixth floor seems to be Colonel Henda's private territory, and no one has come here, not even guards. And there are a lot of good things here, as for mechanical parts or something, there are also a lot, Su Lin didn't pay attention to Feng Fan, and ran to find something alone.
The sixth floor is very big here, and even Su Lin has been busy for a while. But fortunately, this is the base of the Red Ribbon Legion after all, there are a lot of large machinery or something, Su Lin saw that he didn't find all the things he was looking for, so he directly dismantled those large machines, and then dismantled the parts from above. Feng Fan has always felt that if Su Lin goes to be a house demolition worker, it will definitely have a bright future. With Su Lin's skills, not to mention demolishing such a six-story building, it is a matter of minutes to demolish a skyscraper of several hundred meters.
About half an hour later, the materials for making the voice recognition microphone had been found, and then Su Lin found some tools and tinkered on the table alone, watching Feng Fan bored. In desperation, Feng Fan wandered around the sixth floor alone, but he had some unexpected gains and got some information about the base camp of the Red Ribbon Legion.
"Surin, tell you something."
Feng Fan wanted to tell Su Lin what he saw about the Red Ribbon Legion's base camp, but Su Lin was busy making voice recognition microphones, and he didn't hear Feng Fan's words at all, so Feng Fan, who was speechless, had to sit aside and wait.
"This guy, a workaholic, completely ignores the outside world as soon as he gets to work."
Because the ordinary soldiers of the Red Ribbon Legion were scared before, Feng Fan and Su Lin were staying on the sixth floor at this moment, and no one came to trouble them. Besides, Colonel Hengda was already dead, so those ordinary soldiers were not willing to come to Feng Fan and Su Lin, two people who had been reduced to demonic beings in their hearts.
"Alright." Wiping the sweat from his head, the parts on the table in front of Su Lin, which were originally scattered, have been integrated into a very small thing by Su Lin at this moment, which is the language recognition microphone.
Although this voice recognition microphone is very small, the structure in it is very precise, and it took more than an hour to manufacture it at the level of Su Lin. Seeing those precision parts put together in Su Lin's hands, Feng Fanjue's idea was to change himself, even if there was any illustrative diagram, he was afraid that he would not be able to get it out in a month.
"Is it ready for use?" Feng Fan stepped forward and took the voice recognition microphone and looked at it, and found that it was similar to what Su Lin had done before.
"No problem, just put it on and talk to that old turtle."
"Let's go, since there is no problem, we are ready to go."
Subsequently, Su Lin's actions directly made Feng Fan's eyelids jump and the corners of his mouth twitched.
"Since we're leaving, this place that plagues the townspeople naturally can't stay, and we have to find a way to make it disappear from here."
When he heard Su Lin say the word disappearing, Feng Fan felt that something was wrong, and then what Su Lin did next made Feng Fan feel that he could already be a terrorist.
"Sure enough, it's the little devil Su Lin, pulling the lamp or something is simply weak in front of Su Lin."