MTL - Start with a Mechanical Hunter-Chapter 64 The embryonic form of the new force

   Chapter 64 The prototype of the new forces

With a 'squeak' sound, the armored fighting vehicle stopped.

  Aunt Xiang took the lead and walked out with an unhappy face, followed by Iron Man with a downcast face, and the senior engineer walked lazily at the end.

  The two guards at the door saw the senior worker, their eyes lit up, and they gave a frenzied salute.

   "Salute to you, Tribal Advisor."

   "Tribal advisor?"

   "Above the 'Cable Sacrificial Conference', you have the right to participate in all the affairs of the tribe, and you have the right to participate in all the affairs of the tribe. In the tribe, your status is only under the big elder."

   "Under the little woman? With her height, what position does she have to be in to be under her."

  The senior engineer waved his hand casually, "Okay, you can be busy."

   "Yes, my advisor!"

   Along the way, the attitudes of all the senior engineers have changed, and they have become more respectful. If it was only a kind of respect for the savior before, then now there is a feeling of worship of the strong.

The senior engineer only left for four days, and the recycling station has changed a lot. Outside, there are some rough processing equipment in the open air, while in the abandoned building, there are some more advanced machinery and equipment. Everyone is busy and can even vaguely see it. Shadow of the production line.

   "Well done."

  The senior engineer walked to a warehouse, and the tribal guards in charge of guarding hurriedly saluted.

   And in the warehouse, a member of a former mechanic team was inventorying equipment.

"How's it going?"

   When the member saw the senior engineer, he was stunned for a moment, his expression was calm, but he also reported it seriously.

   "During your absence, we purchased nearly 280,000 mechanical coins. The specific list is as follows, high-grade alloys..."

The    senior engineer waved his hand, "Forget about the supplies, I want to know the specific quantity of equipment."

Before leaving, the senior engineer asked the little woman to hand over three blueprints to Huang Wen, [Central Nervous Direct Control Circle], [Open Version Virtual Projection], and [Manual Nervous Disruptor]. Prepare.

The members of    immediately reported: "So far, a total of 146 pieces of 'Central Nervous Direct Control Circle' have been built, 77 pieces of 'Portable Virtual Projection' have been built, and 65 pieces of 'Manual Nerve Disruptor' have been built."

  The senior engineer let out a sigh and said, "So many?"

   "The technical content of these equipment is not high. The key is the creator's idea, which is imaginative and unimaginable."

   "Ordinary equipment contains genius ideas."

   This member looked at the senior engineer with fanatical eyes, it seems that science men worship invention and creation more than force.

   That is the wisdom of sand sculpture players!

   "It's a lot faster than I thought," the senior engineer touched his chin. "If that's the case, let's have a meeting and take the opportunity to consolidate our ideas."

   Soon, in a packed conference hall, a group of people came in.

   "Beast advisor, you're back, did you bring me a gift?"

  The little women jumped and came in first.

   "Would you like a radiant whip that is taller than you?"

   Seeing that the two were about to fight again, Professor Han coughed dryly and said, "At the meeting time, everyone should be more serious."

  The senior worker held the little woman's head with one hand and let her wave her two small short hands while smiling and nodding at the few people who came in behind.

Small but complete.

   The head of the logistics department, the former captain of the mechanic team, Huang Wen.

   Director of the Combat Department, former edelweiss squad leader, Daisyela.

   Director of the hunting department, a veteran hunter called Lao Qian.

  Science and Technology Consultant, Professor Han.

   The chief elder of the cable tribe, Huang Yuanli.

   After everyone took their seats, the senior engineer looked at Daisyla and said, "How does the new prosthesis feel?"

  Daisyla was moving three robotic arms, and said with some dissatisfaction: "It's not very easy to use, the power is only 70% of the previous one, and you have to re-adapt to the battle mode."

   "If Consultant Gao took the time to do a prosthetic surgery for me, maybe it would feel much better."

  Daisyla's conversation changed, and Tuqiongda saw her.

   "No problem, I have the opportunity to design a special surgery plan for you," the senior engineer agreed with a smile. Isn't it a blueprint? There are a lot of melee-style blueprints in his mind, not bad for hers.

   Huang Wen on the screen snorted coldly, "It's good to have some use. According to my calculations, when you were attacked, the mortality rate was as high as 86%. You should be glad that you are still alive."

   These three robotic arms are exactly what he designed.

   Daisy raised her brows and replied, "Compared to you, I am indeed lucky."

  Old Qian stared at Huang Wen for a long time before he asked curiously, "Boy, are you an AI?"

  Huang Wen's face darkened and he stopped talking.

  The senior worker knocked on the table and focused everyone's attention.

   "I came here this time mainly to let everyone get to know each other and to report on their work progress."

   "The war is coming, everyone is very busy, so don't waste time on lip service."

   "Who comes first?"

"I'll come first," Daisyla said first, "so far, we have formed three combat teams, each with ten people, training in the old-fashioned way, and the team composition is the same as before me. The team members, plus some tribal warriors, and mechanical hunters with a good reputation who have been recruited one after another."

   "Can the hunters outside be trusted?" Professor Han asked with a frown.

   "Maybe there was a little thought before, but after seeing Mr. Gao's performance, there will be no more thoughts."

  Daisyra knows what her peers think, because she has ideas too.

   But after the high-tech massacre, these thoughts disappeared immediately.

   It may be difficult for outsiders to understand the prestige of a super strong in the professional group of mechanical hunters.

   "Don't care about other people's thoughts. It's normal to have thoughts. People without thoughts can't live now."

  The senior engineer glanced at the list.

  Three combat teams, thirty people, half of their own and half of unfamiliar faces.

   This ratio seems to be able to be expanded.

   "Recruit two more armed groups. In my name, whether it is melee or long-range, main force or auxiliary, you can decide for yourself."

   "But there is only one requirement, it must be a potential stock, and the kind that has the potential to undergo mechanical transformation."

   A flash of excitement flashed in Daisyla's eyes: "I understand!"

  The senior engineer gestured to Huang Wen, and Huang Wen thought about it and said:

   "I will mainly introduce the existing equipment reserves here."

"So far, we have a total of 7 unmanned fighter jets, 46 remote-controlled firearms, 76 melee mechanical weapons, 5 automatic artillery pieces, 54 artillery shells, and 530,000 bullets. At present, our productivity is mainly focused on your delivery. Build it for my new gear."

   "Is the equipment of the armed squad still lacking?" The senior engineer suddenly asked.

  Daisyla shook her head, "The discounts in the quarters warehouse are crazy. The weapons are the same as the ones sent. There are at least two spare firearms on hand, and there is no shortage of weapons and ammunition for the time being."

The senior engineer looked at Lao Qian again, who was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and muttered a few words, saying:

   "That, the big bug you asked us old guys to find, we caught more than 50 of them."

   "So many?" the little woman asked in surprise.

   "In fact, there are more of these things on the riverside. We used the strange equipment you gave and caught them very quickly. Give us a few more days, and I can get another 100 pieces," Lao Qian said complacently.

   "It's enough to arrange for one or two people to be guides," the senior engineer shook his head. "The rest of you will take a whole day or two of training first. I have other arrangements for you."

  Old Qian opened his mouth and wanted to ask a question, what use are those old wastes who are half-tired from catching a few bugs, but after thinking about it, he closed his mouth obediently.

The senior engineer bypassed the little woman again and said directly to Professor Han: "The 'tight hoop' is all handed over to you. In a short period of time, I need you to control the number of mechanical biochemical beasts to 100, preferably in small tribes. ."

   "It's a bit difficult, it's too dangerous outside now," Professor Han said after thinking about it.

   "It's okay, I will go with you then, all you have to do is train the beasts."

  Professor Han exhaled, "I'll try my best."

  The senior engineer looked at Huang Wen again: "With these three new types of equipment as the core, design a set of tactics."

   "Yes," Huang Wen glanced at the little woman, "but I need the cooperation of the animal trainers. I have never cooperated with these people, and I don't understand their ability parameters."

   "The people of our tribe will help!" The little woman who finally got the right to speak hurriedly said loudly.

   "By the way, let Aunt Xiang bring more apprentices and teach more old-fashioned weapon-making skills. These old weapons will work wonders at certain junctures."

   "Professor Han and Lao Qian come over tonight."

   "Some disabled warriors of the Cable Tribe don't want to install prosthetics yet, I have other arrangements for them."

   "With the recycling station as the center, try to expand the line of defense as much as possible. You don't have to control what the vigilantes think. They are looking for trouble and let them come to me."

   "The beast tide will come in sooner or later, we can only rely on ourselves!"

  As a former leader of civilization, he managed a small organization with only 300 members.

  The efficiency is so high that even Huang Wen and Daisyela, the two captains, were surprised, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

  Who said that a senior engineer is just a lone wolf, this is not very professional.

   After the meeting, everyone went back to their respective homes and looked for their respective mothers.

  The senior workers are also busy, extracting glands from desert worms and making 'salve'.

  To make 'skins' for 300 people is a lot of work.

   However, when all the people in the conference room disappeared, the senior engineer looked at the little woman who was still clinging to her and asked curiously, "What's your situation?"

   "You don't trust me, you only trust Professor Han," the little woman said angrily, "I am the chief elder of the tribe!"

   "How cute are you still in your thirties."

The    senior engineer shook his head: "Of course you are very important, your telepathy is an artifact of battlefield command."

   "If I am the first combat force of this team, then you are the first mechanical beast controller, and all tactical arrangements are inseparable from your help."

  Huang Yuanli grinned and was finally satisfied.

   "Okay, just kidding, am I so careful? It contacted me."

   "It?" The senior engineer turned his head and realized that it was the group of 'brain flowers'.

   "It asked me to give you something."

"thing?"

  Huang Yuanli opened her mouth in a cute manner, and then a tentacle squeezed out of her mouth.

  To be honest, the scene is quite bizarre.

   (end of this chapter)