Chapter 904: Twelve. For the motherland (9)

The sun is shining and the air is fresh, Yan Yanying is calling.
As the beginning of the day, such a poetic morning is simply perfect, and people can't help but have beautiful dreams and expectations for the work and life that is about to begin.
What a perfect morning.
Roland alone has no chance.
The facial muscles are tight, the bloodshot eyes are staring at the top of the tent, and the limbs feel a little bit from stiffness to numbness to spasms-a bit like the experience of lurking and sniper courses in military schools, but the mental pressure Far more than everything experienced.
After all, the instructor will put bugs on your face, put mines under your stomach, and order something on your back, but you will never put this-
"Well... Big brother, when can we have a baby~~~~~~Whew..."
The content was so powerful that the dreams of the whole police and moral guards echoed in his ears. Roland's face twisted and almost jumped on the spot to cover his face and wept bitterly, but unfortunately his left arm was held tightly by Vernia. In order to avoid waking up Little Loli to cause trouble that he can't handle, he could only lie in bed motionless.
The teenagers in the Sichun period only wore this pair of underwear, and some of them were a hundred times more spiritual because of the inherent physiological phenomena in the morning. A minor little Loli was naked and tightly hugged the arm of the teenager... No matter how you look, this will let others on the spot. Shout out the crime scene of "Drag this guy out and burn!" I can't wait for the angry judge to determine what kind of death penalty he is suitable for. A large number of guys in robes and black hoods with spires will first use flames to purify him...
In this regard, Roland can only say that I am also helpless. Wei Nia said that she stalks his quilt, holds Roland as a plush bear, sleep well, the little girl is okay, always talking about "night attack", "sneaking away", and sometimes naive. Tells you: "When the couple sleeps on the same bed, Mr. Sender Bird will come in with a pocket from the chimney and put the baby in stockings." God knows where this birdman came from, so the job is like Santa Claus. Regardless of whether you believe it or not, Vernia believes it, so sometimes she will sneak into the bed while Roland is asleep. Several times Roland summoned the courage to tell Vunya that it was useless. The baby bird would not come back, and the baby would not jump out of the cabbage field. Only in this way, in case Vernia looked innocent, she asked with twinkling eyes, "How do you want the baby to come?" What? Why is she a fruit? The conscience of the world, who knows where she hears, "If you want the chest to grow bigger, you can't wear clothes when you sleep, and prevent the clothes from constraining your body to grow!", and insist on sleeping without pajamas every day. Do you guys talk about not teaching bad children? What are you talking about? There is another one on the right? Must you burn left and right? ! Then you can try to see the mother dragon who is crazy about drinking when you drink. If you don’t hold anything, you will make a big noise. The sleeping aspect is still messy. When you fall asleep, you suddenly use joint skills to make you better to die. Try?
In short, there are such a group of savage girlfriends around, every night has become Shura hell, want to sleep peacefully to the dawn has become a luxury, to ensure that one day must be tortured neurasthenia.
Just when he was thinking about how to get out of trouble and get up, there was a misunderstanding of the dangerous balance, and a particularly energetic guy visited.
"...Even if you are fortunate to them, there won't be any problems, maybe everyone will be relieved about it."
"..."
Contrary to Roland's bitter gourd face, the spider continued to tease.
"However, seeing that you are still so stubborn and so spiritual, I feel relieved. After all, I have already booked the first night."
"..."
"Originally I wanted to tell you that the team that assembled the flying bomb has made progress...Since you are all busy like this, I won't bother you anymore, come on."
Ignoring Roland's begging face, the spider turned away from the tent, and a cold wind blew through, and Vernia and Favna hugged Roland harder. The rattling of the bones and the low wailing echoed in the marching tent.
It seemed that Roland couldn't get up for a while.
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"The wreckage collected so far can barely be combined into three usable trial models, but the safety is completely insecure. Putting people on the rack simply forces others to commit suicide."
As William Van Demons spoke, he gestured the explosion, the girls attending the class showed his expected pale face, and the dwarf master who was satisfied with the effect continued to say:
"In the final analysis, this is a one-time weapon with the premise of reducing the loss of its own personnel and materials. As long as it does not explode on the launch pad, it has been half successful for them. So despite the huge development potential of this type of weapon, It may even dominate the battlefield of the future, but it will be a long time ago, and it needs to be improved through a lot of experiments and technical reserves-this means a lot of time and money investment. Now it can only be regarded as a Congreve The concept of rockets is extended, a giant rocket with extended range and improved accuracy. It is unrealistic to expect it to be able to divert to transport materials and personnel."
The tone of the dwarf master gradually turned severe, and when it came to the end, it was an outright warning~EbookFREE.me~ As long as you understand a little bit what kind of weapon FZG-76 is, anyone will agree with Demons. in conclusion.
As mentioned earlier, the predecessor of the FZG-76 is the V1. Even if the level of the guidance system is improved and the range is extended, the overall structure and use idea are the same, that is, based on low-cost psychological weapons.
As long as it can hit a large target such as a city, continue to create explosions, continue to kill civilians and create terror, the goal can be achieved. Under this premise, hit rate, proper rate, etc. are only secondary issues. Anyway, in the eyes of the people, there is no essential difference between the death of 50 people and 500 people. They may die of missiles falling from the sky at any time. This matter will not be shaken by the number of dead people.
Without the necessary power, the elves would naturally not deliberately perfect such an emergency weapon, let alone apply it to the delivery of "express", as for riding humans on it-in addition to the charlieman army and cloth that are keen to make "war gods" Avid researchers like Professor Lawn, normal people would not consider installing a personal brain guidance system for rockets.
As Demons said, this is suicide or murder. Any sensible person will give up this imagination, but the situation always likes to force the sensible person to do suicide.
"Trust me, if there are other options, I don’t want to put myself in this thing."
Roland scratched his head with a bitter smile, he knew the dangers of it, and he had done not less than 10 alternatives, but none of them could be deduced through war chess to achieve his goal. So far, he has finally understood what it means to be "conditional, and to create conditions without conditions". The situation is not waiting for anyone.
"In any case, if you want to repair these things, whether the Saint Diy base strategy is successful depends on this blow."