Chapter 194: Abandoned child

Bailey was relieved that Windsor Bello's approach was indeed the best way at the moment. Without wasting Allen's painstaking effort, he also improved Sirius' combat effectiveness. To operate this project inside Sirius, since Beskod produced the magic weapon itself, there is no need to worry about having too much impact on the external magic weapon market. As for someone who wants to put his hand in the pocket of Marshal Greedy Wolf, he has to weigh his own weight.
"Let Alan go and do it, you can contact Mirren directly if you need anything." Windsor Bello stretched out and said, "I have to go to a sleep party. I haven't closed my eyes for several days."
Bailey's heart tightened: "Why, has the interstellar defense line been attacked again?"
After all, "Rage" Andros and "Silver Front" Palal had just attacked once not long ago. If the alien attacked again, the frequency of this attack would obviously be a bit high.
Windsor Bello shrugged and said, "It's nothing, this time it's a fleet. The guy from Andos has healed his scar and forgot the pain. Let me take another lesson. This time it shouldn't be a month or two. Don't think about it. Go to battle. And Kuvag, Mulla and Yuki are all back, and I won’t need to play in the future."
The three of Kuvag are the generals of Sirius second only to Windsor Bello in combat power, and they are collectively known as the four Sirius generals with Mirren, and they are all powerhouses who stand alone. Even if he is thrown into the system of the federal army, he is a person who can challenge the admiral/general. Except for Mirren as Windsor Bello's adjutant, who has been serving around for many years, the remaining three generals have their own tasks. This time Windsor Bello transferred them back, with four generals guarding them. Unless the Nirm or Kidd come to attack, there is really no place for Windsor Bello to play.
Bailey's thoughts were relaxed, and immediately ended the communication, and contacted the adjutant Mirren again to apply for talent deployment within Sirius. According to Allen's request, he also needs at least one firearm designer and a related team. If the final proposal is indeed feasible, at least a small arsenal is needed to meet the production line.
"No problem, there will be a material starship going to Pluto star tomorrow, and the technical team you need will go with the ship." Mirren smiled and said: "Tell Sergeant Allen, let him do it well, and don't let the marshal treat him. expect."
This ends the communication.
In the afternoon, Allen extracted ten semi-finished sequence templates from the warehouse. With the assistance of several assistants, he completed the launching of the energy hub and the assembly of the source point, and then installed them to the test prepared in the morning. In the gun. At this time Assistant Adam knocked on the door and came in: "Sergeant, the colonel has already transferred the staff to assist in the data collection, but they..."
Adam waved his hand in the air twice and made a helpless expression: "I guess you have to go and see for yourself, I personally think they are not the best choice."
Allen came to the outside of the workshop building suspiciously. Hundreds of people stood loosely outside the building. Seeing Alan come out, a man yawned and walked over, scratching the back of his head. Seeing Alan, he smiled and said: "It's you? I didn't expect the sergeant to be the supervisor of the Sequence Workshop. No wonder he spoke with confidence yesterday, and he was indeed a big man."
There are not many talents in sequence design. Not to mention masters, technicians are also talents that the government and nobles compete for. Just like Allen, even if he has no other status, the ability of sequence design alone is enough to allow him to enjoy various special treatments in the base. Even if he was just a sergeant, even the base supervisor had to be polite to meet him.
When the battle is unfavorable, the sequence technician and his team have the priority to evacuate. Not long ago, the sword demon invaded the base, and before Major Luda escaped for his life, he had to prioritize the evacuation of the two technicians from the base. It's a pity that they were killed by the sword demon in the chaos. For this, Luda had to face some commands. Of course, with Rusen guarding him, in the end these accusations could only be ignored.
As for now, it is no exaggeration for the man in front of him to call Allen a "big man". It's just that in the chaotic battlefield, most soldiers advocate force, so this claim is more or less demeaning.
Allen looked and recognized that this man was Lieutenant Pete, the commander of the Bian Rongjun, who was making trouble in the dormitory last night.
"It seems that Colonel Berry really picked some good candidates for me." Allen said helplessly.
Lieutenant Peter spread his hand and said, "Berry will let us come over. Okay, now we're seeing it. It doesn't seem to mean anything here, Sergeant, then we'll leave."
He turned to leave, and an assistant behind Allen called out, "Wait, you are the person Colonel Berry called to assist us in the test. How can you just leave?"
"Testing?" Peter smiled at his soldiers: "We are not interested in what these girls do."
Bian Rongjun laughed.
Allen also carried the test gun that had just completed the sequence installation, and raised it immediately, pointing the muzzle at Peter.
Peter's smile gradually condensed, and he turned his head and said, "Sergeant, I don't like being pointed at by guns."
The other soldiers also smiled maliciously, and Allen believed that if Peter ordered them, they would rush forward at all costs. As for the rules of the base, they were completely dispensable for Bian Rongjun. Allen raised his arm, the source force was activated, the lines on the gun lit up, and a blazing fire missile was blasted into the sky. The flaming missile went straight up to the sky for several tens of meters before it exploded and generated a fire.
Peter frowned. "A magic gun? Is this your weapon, Sergeant?"
"If you participate in the test, it may be your weapon." Allen said.
Peter shrugged and said, "I'm not interested in this kind of kid's stuff."
"I think you didn't understand, Lieutenant." Allen looked at the soldier behind him: "I mean you, not you. It means these soldiers under your hand. They will be able to be equipped with such weapons, do you understand? ?"
"Impossible." Peter shook his head and said, "These guys, at most with level seven or eight, can't even drive a level of magic weapon. You still expect them to be equipped with magic guns!"
"If it's just to develop conventional weapons, what do I want you to do." Allen shook the magic gun in his hand and said: "This is a project to realize the regularization of magic weapons. Once it is realized, even soldiers can use it. Mana weapons, as long as they have a level 4 or 5 source strength. I think it’s not difficult, right?"
He paused, and then said: "I know exactly who you are. You are left idle and not reused. So you face the world with indifference and laughter, but this can't change anything. I think you too I know this very well. I dare not say what kind of changes these tests can bring to you. But at least, if you are still a little unwilling, if you still remember the original intention of joining the army, then come in and find me. At least try Now, it’s not a big loss for you, is it?"
After speaking, they did not wait for Peter to agree. Allen made a gesture and returned to the workshop with a few assistants. Peter and the others were standing outside the workshop, these people put away the silly expressions on their faces, and they were thinking about what Allen said just now. After a long time, Peter asked: "What do you say."
The soldier said: "Head, you have the final say."
"I think that kid is right. Anyway, at most wasting an afternoon." Peter shrugged: "We have been wasting time since we were thrown into Bian Rongjun. Would we care if we had such an extra afternoon? "
The answer is naturally no, so these hundreds of people walked into the workshop one after another.
There is an open space behind the workshop, which is usually used to test the magic weapon. Now let people put up a row of shooting targets for practice. Peter and the others asked Allen to take it to the clearing here, as Allen requested. They will be divided into ten groups, with ten people in each group, shooting with test guns in turn, to collect a series of reference data such as sequence power, number of uses, and average source force level of soldiers.
At first the soldiers were half-believing, until the first group of people successfully activated the sequence and blasted the row/shooting target to ashes with blazing missiles, the soldiers were all excited. Among them, the highest level of source power is only eighth, even the first level of magic weapon can not be driven. Now they have successfully used the secondary magic weapon, which is almost like a dream to them.
Allen and his assistants were busy collecting data, and the shooting target was turned into dust, and the power was not bad. However, the sequence's equivalent in terms of source power requirements exceeds Allen’s set value, because after a few soldiers with lower source power levels fired a shot, they almost exhausted the source power and couldn’t stand up. Allen wanted.
So he and his assistant adjusted the sequence of the test guns before letting the second group play.
Next, through several sets of tests, the sequence was constantly adjusted. By the last group, they had shot three rounds in total to meet Allen's most basic requirements.
It's evening, and today's test ends here. When Allen asked the soldiers to take back the test gun, they were still a little bit sad. Allen stepped forward and said to Peter: "If you are willing to cooperate, in three days, I hope you can change another group of soldiers and come to me to report."
Lieutenant Peter frowned and said, "Aren't these guys OK? As long as you agree, they all want to live here."
Allen shook his head and smiled: "This project is proposed for the whole army. I want to collect as many soldiers' source power parameters as possible so as to finally determine the consumption equivalent of the sequence. Therefore, the more the experimenter's base, the more Well, the reference data obtained in this way will be the most accurate."
"Well, I don't understand these things anyway." Pitt suddenly put away his smile, and said solemnly: "I thank you on their behalf, Sergeant. You gave them a chance to try."
Allen shook his head and said, "No~EbookFREE.me~ You should be thankful. You gave yourself a chance."
Peter smiled and said: "No matter what, at least before leaving the blood eagle base, these guys have found the feeling of being a soldier again. I think we will miss this place after we leave."
Leave the follow-up work to the assistant to complete. Allen and Peter walked out of the workshop together and said, "What is going on with Bian Rongjun?"
"Didn't you understand everything?" Peter looked at him.
Allen smiled and said, "Do you mean the rumors? But I want to know who you are, so that my parameter collection work may be smoother."
"In fact, it's nothing. To put it bluntly, we are just like the guys in the storm. But I still envy the guys in the storm. At least, they can still die on the battlefield. The real battlefield!" Peter lowered his head. , A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. The afterglow of the setting sun cast a deep shadow under his face. r1058
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