Wang Pingan turned to look at the child: "Do you still know about cyberpunk?"
"Of course I know, I have played virtual reality. After my mother lands, I will change into a cool mechanical body!"
His mother immediately said: "Okay, let dad get you an awesome one."
Wang Ping'an: "You came out... to change your body?"
"Yes!" the little boy said loudly, "the flesh and blood suffer, and the machine soars!"
Wang Ping'an: "But now the prosthetic body has very big sequelae!"
The little boy's mother replied: "There has been no problem since the child was born. So many people in foreign countries have had prosthetics, so there are only a few problems."
Eileen couldn't help but interjected: "In the public housing area where I live, there are many children like him who have become prosthetics. Children adapt to prosthetics quickly and can form combat effectiveness as quickly as possible and exert the performance of prosthetics.
.But these kids all turned into ***.”
"You lied!" the little kid yelled, "that's not what my dad said!"
Eileen said seriously: "It's true. These prosthetic children used the prosthetics uncontrollably, causing their nerves to quickly become resistant to the inhibitors. In the end, they had no choice but to use stronger things.
"Inhibitors are just called inhibitors, but they are actually stimulants. There are two technical routes, one is developed from anesthetics, and the other is stimulants, and the most common ones are dopamine drugs.
"The fate of these prosthetic children is not good."
The little kid stared at Irene: "Humph, little pink, I've seen too much!"
Wang Ping'an: "I am from Lone Star country."
The child yelled: "There are so many pink talents in Lone Star Country! They all yearn for our on-demand distribution!"
Wang Ping'an: "Then why do you think they yearn for our on-demand distribution?"
"Because they are weak!" the child said disdainfully, "I am different. I am a third-generation genetically modified person, and I am reproductively isolated from the weak. I will beat them when I get here!"
Wang Ping'an: "They have mechanized. You see what this American said, the children in the slums have been transformed into prosthetics by the gang's prosthetic doctors. No matter which generation of human beings you adjust, you can't beat the machine."
The child was stunned for a moment and then said: "I will change too. This is why I came to Lone Star Country."
Erin asked doubtfully: "Why don't you join your team of prosthetic experts?"
Rennie, who had been silent all the time, suddenly said: "He can't pass the exam. In addition to voluntarily dedicating themselves to science, our team of prosthetic experts must also obtain at least 15 certificates, and they must also have a master's degree in cybernetics-related disciplines."
.”
Wang Ping'an: "Idiot, you... I mean they have such high academic qualifications? Even more outrageous than the Space Force."
In fact, the only requirement for the Space Force is to graduate from the Space Flight Academy. Those with master's degrees who want to join the Space Force must attend the Flight Academy for four years. Of course, the graduation standards for these people will be relaxed accordingly. After all, they are just "payload task experts."
"Payload" and "mission experts" mean that they are the payload themselves.
It’s different for Wang Ping’an who enters the Space Flight Academy directly after graduating from high school. He comes out as a commander or an extravehicular operator. When he graduates, at least one-third of the subjects must be rated A, and the rest cannot be compared.
B difference.
Generally speaking, if those subjects are rated A, they will be assigned to positions that require high corresponding skills.
People like Wang Ping'an, who have all the first-level courses, usually join the elite combat boat flying team. He probably did too much trouble in the flight academy, and the instructor gave him a bad review, so even though his grades were very good, he still went to fly a cargo spacecraft.
Now Wang Ping'an listened to Ren Ni and said that the prosthetic expert's requirements were so high, and he immediately showed an incredulous expression.
This sentence "He couldn't pass the exam" seemed to hit the little boy's pain point. He held back his face and looked angry and anxious, but he couldn't speak.
His mother came to the rescue and said, "Humph, what about the sequelae? After my husband was released on medical parole and stayed with us, he had no sequelae at all."
Wang Ping'an: "How did your husband get out?"
"What's wrong with being released on medical parole? The state approved it! They even let us two go to him."
At this time, the little kid also remembered that he had a traitor father, and immediately became arrogant again: "Yes, my father is awesome outside, and we have an island! Humph, wait until I get to the island
Go ahead, get seven or eight poor people to serve as maids to serve me! If you have money here, you are the master!"
Wang Ping'an looked at these little bastards and suddenly understood why they were released: Such people would be a scourge if they stayed in the country. It would be better to throw them out and cause scourge outside, and earn a reputation for kindness, right?
However, he didn't intend to let this bastard become arrogant, so he turned to ask Rennie: "If I pull out my gun and kill this bastard, will that count as executing the traitor? I remember there is a rule that when performing tasks in dangerous areas such as enemy territory,
, it is not a violation of discipline to directly shoot a traitor upon discovery."
Angeli responded: "Yes, there is this. I am very familiar with the doctrine. The question is, does the Lone Star Country count as enemy territory now? It probably doesn't count. After all, there is no declaration of war."
Wang Ping'an and his wife-to-be looked at each other: "Can't it be counted? It seems that it really can't be counted."
At this time, Eileen said: "Don't worry, the airport cannot be in the city center, do you understand? In fact, the entire Vanderlyn District is separated between the airport and the city center. This is not an administrative division. In fact, there is no administrative department or government employees here at all.
, there are no police.”
Little kid: "Cool, ultimate freedom!"
Eileen looked at the little kid with pity: "Your father will come to pick you up, right? I hope he won't come here in a luxury car that was sold by a traitor to the country. If he can't fix things produced after the war,
At least one M2 Bradley should be built, preferably one with active defense equipment."
"What is that?" the traitor's wife asked doubtfully.
She also glanced at her son. Apparently, in her opinion, her son understood this better.
However, her child also looked confused.
Wang Ping'an came out and explained: "The United States before the war liked to name tanks after generals who had names in their history. Grant Lee, Sherman, Joffre, Patton, and Bradley were the equipment of the US military before the war.
An infantry fighting vehicle with a 25mm cannon and TOW anti-tank missiles."
Rennie added: "Now the latest improved model only needs one person to operate it, and this child's father happens to be operating it alone."
Wang Ping'an: "Now that the plane has approached and the mobile phone wave has been cleared, it's best to call your dad to confirm."
While he was talking, the wheels of the hypersonic passenger plane touched the ground, and the entire plane shook.
Angeli looked out the window and said, "I saw an armed convoy approaching on taxiway No. 3 of the airport. Is that traitor coming to pick up his wife and children?"
"Where?" The little kid yelled, pushed Wang Pingan away, and lay on the window to look out.
Angele hid quickly and was not touched by the kid. In order to avoid it, she pressed her whole body against Wang Ping'an.
The little kid laughed loudly, turned around and shouted: "Mom, look, what a big armed convoy, there are distinguished guests on this plane now! Dad must be here to pick us up!"
Wang Pingan raised his eyebrows.
His phone rang.
Being experienced in showing off, he directly pressed the speakerphone button.
A very slangy spoken English was immediately heard over there: "Hey, Wang, my friend! I'm here to pick you up!"
Needless to say, this tone of voice is that of Donald.
This guy brought a convoy of 30 fully armed armored vehicles and drove into the airport to pick up Wang Ping'an.
Wang Ping'an asked the little kid seriously: "What's your last name? Is it 'Wang'?"
The child stared at Wang Ping'an suspiciously: "You don't mean to say that I'm here to pick you up, do you?"
"I don't know," Wang Ping'an spread his hands. Because his fiancée was close to him, this action made one hand poke into a pile of cotton.
"It's just that my last name happens to be Wang, and this phone happens to be my phone."