"Dayi is the latest generation of giant machines in the current human world, we call it the fourth-generation machine, and it is rebuilt on the basis of the third-generation machine Red Lotus...... Hey, everyone, be careful not to step on the yellow line! Stay safe—"

Bai Shu led the young people through the covered bridge, and it was a new year of job allocation, and the interns who were all sent in two months in advance to familiarize themselves with the work, everyone wore red hard hats, and they all stopped in front of the huge creation that seemed to be a god and looked up excitedly and amazed, these recruits were the first time to see the real guys.

The iron-gray giant stands under the dome, condescending, like a god, this is the first fourth-generation aircraft in human society, although it is the most technologically advanced, but in fact it is made up of the remnants of the red lotus and the remnants of the cow, compared with other giant machines, its biggest feature is that it seems to be incomplete by nature, as its name "Dayi" refers to, at this moment people only see its body, but not yet see it shot down the golden crow bow.

"Dangerous closure order, everyone pay attention, the door is marked with the word red 'police', it will be closed in the case of an alarm, marked with the word 'closed', usually in a closed state, no special circumstances are allowed to open without authorization, yes, it is the tradition of the navy, the team that develops giant weapons is mainly based on the navy, so it has been inherited."

The white eyebrows danced.

According to the usual practice, the workshop system will send the most beautiful and likable girl to undertake the welcome reception work, this is the strategy set by the old man Ji, in his words, in the cruel battlefield of competing for talents, our workshop system is a beautiful girl on the left hand and a super giant machine on the right hand, both are trump cards, both are men's romance, both hands must be grasped, both hands must be hard, all the young talents in the world, I want ninety-nine -

Other departments secretly scolded despicable, but they couldn't find anyone to compete with Baishu head-on, so they had to post the accident casualty rate of the workshop system and make it public.

"Everybody look over there!"

The white tree suddenly leaned against the fence and stretched out his hand to point far away.

Everyone leaned over and looked condescendingly in the direction of her finger towards the end of the cave, and saw a small white hard hat running through the crowd and in workshop 110 from a distance.

"See that white hat? That's Dayi's grandfather. ”

The young people were shocked by such a high seniority, and collectively applauded and saluted the young grandfather.

Grandpa ran like a vicious dog pounced, went straight across the 110 workshop, got into the tunnel on the opposite side and jumped onto the platform, took three steps and two steps to step onto the cable car that was about to start, sat down and breathed a sigh of relief, turned out his mobile phone and started to call again. Shang Lu was really anxious, in a hurry, as soon as he returned to the base, he rushed to the 112 cave library, and he didn't have time to go to the headquarters to cancel the fake - his grandmother's, this is the third accident this year, Wang Xiangbing said on the phone that the unlucky guy was distracted at work, did not pay attention to the safety distance and was sucked into the compressor, the largest limb remains that can be found is only the size of a thumb fingernail, the broken compressor blades flew out and penetrated the high-pressure hot water pipe, and the workshop was jumping all day.

Today, the boss of the workshop system of the 151 base is Tang Di, who was promoted from the director of the planning office to the deputy chief engineer, and basically took over the maintenance and management of the giant machinery. Old man Ji kept Shang Lu's job under heavy pressure, but the latter was inevitably marginalized, and no one would allow a person who could break out at any time to manage the vital giant weapon, and the boss was going to send Shang Lu to the equipment department to accompany the business chief to develop his coal-fired turbojet engine, but Old Man Ji left Shang Lu behind, he said that he was not in good health, he had no energy, you can help me take care of the 112 workshop.

Shang Lu was stunned when he first set foot in the 112 Cave Vault, he had been in 151 for two years, and he had never known that such a super artifact was still buried in the depths of the Nanshan Mountains.

Full vacuum tube computing core steam power technology verification machine, giant machine mocking wind.

It's cool.

Except for Old Man Ji and Shang Lu in the world, no one takes this thing seriously, when Mr. Ji is there, for his own status and qualifications, he has to give three points of thin noodles up and down, but the supervisor is replaced by Shang Lu, then no one will take care of this outrageous project, in order to integrate resources, Shang Lu begged everywhere, but unfortunately there was little gain.

When Shang Lu entered the door, Wang Xiangbing was directing the workers to rescue and rescue the disaster, the high-pressure hot water pipe more than 30 meters high burst, the boiling water splashed down like a three-fold spring, half of the cave was filled with white steam, and there were silent unlucky doctors, they received a call to drive a stretcher car to come to the rescue, but after arriving at the scene, the workers stuffed a small shovel in their hands, signaling everyone to come together to find the dead.

The doctor asked where the deceased was.

Workers say it's on the ground, on the walls, on the pipes, everywhere.

When Wang Xiangbing saw Shang Lu, he handed the tablet into his hand and wiped his sweat:

"Suction into the compressor, six layers of blades, 12,000 revolutions, cremation can be avoided, after the blade is broken, it pierces the pressurized water pipe, thirteen fragments, the largest is twenty-one centimeters, and there are two burns."

"Is it stable?"

"The situation of both the dead and the alive is stable."

Shang Lu glanced at him, took out a piece of chocolate from his handbag and handed it to Wang Xiangbing.

"Eat something."

"You haven't finished your chocolate?" Wang Xiangbing opened the bag and took a bite, it was still the old taste, and a bite was silkier than poking the cork and then, "I've been eating this for a few years." ”

"She probably gave me her quota for the rest of her life." Shang Lu looked down at the tablet, then looked around again, squinting at the glare headlights, "What a fuck, it's irritating to be like this." ”

Shang Lu scolded.

"This is the third one this year, a major safety incident." Wang Xiangbing said: "In two days' morning, the whole army will report on the morning meeting. ”

"Why didn't there be an accident in workshop 110?" Shang Lu stuffed the tablet back into Wang Xiangbing's arms, and waved his fist irritably, "Why are you always in our workshop?" Those who jumped off the building in the future! Hanged! If you shoot yourself, can you go next door and engage in these famous halls! Die in front of that bastard in 1047! I'm going back and writing a report again! This is the third time this year! Write that stinking and long accident investigation report again! ”

He kicked the steel plate on the ground so hard that he hit his toe, grinning in pain.

Wang Xiangbing looked at him stunned.

It turned out that this guy was irritable, just because he had to write a report.

He doesn't care about dead people at all.

"Oh yes, Wei Mao came to you again this afternoon, I said you were on a business trip, and you will be back later."

"What does he keep coming to me for?" Shang Lu frowned, "A dignified giant machine driver, a master-level treatment, looking for me a war criminal who was assigned to Ningguta in three days?" Wasn't the training 1047 had given him intense enough? ”

"Probably because 1047 puts too much pressure on him, he needs to talk to you, and psychopaths are always willing to stay with psychopaths." Wang Xiangbing shrugged, "That's a world that normal people can't enter. ”

Shang Lu turned his head and pointed at himself:

"Do I look mentally retarded?"

"Wei Mao is not mentally retarded." Wang Xiangbing smiled, "He's a genius." ”

said that Cao Cao Cao arrived, and Shang Lu's mobile phone rang.

Shang Lu rolled his eyes and pressed the answer button:

"I, I, ......"

"Straighten your tongue before you speak." Shang Lu is on fire.

"You, you, you, ......"

Shang Lu sighed secretly in his heart, the human race was done with calves.