Chapter 227 Seeing this chapter number, what music should I play, you guys?
Chapter 227 You will definitely know what music I play when you see this chapter number.
Author: Gushan fishing snow
Chapter 227 You will definitely know what music I play when you see this chapter number.
The armored vehicle started up, and Wang Pingan asked Donald: "Can I take a look at the scenery outside the window?"
Donald: "Yes. But what you see is not necessarily the scenery, it may be the tough folk customs of Texas. Hahahaha. Turn on the external camera."
After the words fell, the external camera was turned on, and the ring screen in the car was also activated, showing a stretched surrounding image.
The secretary in the front seat turned back and said: "You can also use this to control the remote-controlled weapon station and shoot everything you see on the screen. This aiming mark is the position where the weapon station is currently aiming."
Wang Ping'an was shocked: "You...mean that I can shoot at those unarmed civilians?"
"First of all. They usually have weapons. Secondly, they may have been transformed into prosthetics and may be preparing to attack us. Finally, this is an entertainment project that everyone from China likes. Another project
It’s a hunter competition.”
Wang Ping'an: "Hunter Competition?"
The secretary smiled and said: "It is a competition held in the specially opened ruins of the war. On the surface, it is a reality show. Participants have to avoid the pursuit of super combat machines while running towards the finish line. But in fact, those combat machines are controlled by remote control.
Yes, you can act as a remote controller to hunt down those participants."
Wang Ping'an: "Just hearing this makes me feel like there is no hope for you here."
Donald glared at the secretary: "Can you stop talking the fuck?"
After the secretary turned around in annoyance, Donald looked at Wang Ping'an: "That's right, people are still participating in this reality show, because those who can reach the finish line can really complete it... In your words, it is a class jump.
.”
Wang Ping'an: "There is no class here because the products have been greatly enriched and everyone can get what they want. In the past, eighth-level technicians could live in better houses, but now everyone lives wherever they want."
Donald: "So many of you people have lost their goal of forging ahead. There is an old saying in China..."
"A person who does things is a hero?"
"No, it's not that. It's about being born in sorrow and dying in happiness. Your side will become a pool of stagnant water, but our side is full of vitality. Everyone has a goal to strive for. For example, Irene Lafite we sent there this time
Miss Er, she just climbed out of her own cesspit by overcoming many obstacles.
"In your words, it is the chrysanthemum that emerges from the mud but remains unstained."
"Lotus." Wang Ping'an corrected silently, "It emerges from the mud without being stained, and washes through the clear ripples without being evil. The sentences in "The Love of the Lotus" are the texts we must learn in middle school."
Donald: "Well, I'm not really familiar with those. They gave me a summary and asked me to memorize it! But my point is that although everything here is chaotic, everyone is living a full life.
power."
Wang Ping'an: "It's the same over there. I admit that there are indeed many people who are messing around now, but there are also children who are participating in summer camps and studying rockets... To achieve the goal of ****, everyone will work hard for a noble purpose. Maybe now
Some people have not kept up with their standards, but in the future..."
"Do you believe it?" Donald interrupted Wang Ping'an, "Human beings are really that good?"
Wang Pingan originally wanted to give an affirmative answer, but suddenly he thought of the family he met on Mars. The wife of the publicity officer was originally an aspiring young man who came to build Mars. She listened to the call of her heart and came to the turbulent distant place, but in the end she
But he began to doubt his former ideals.
Donald caught Wang Pingan's moment of hesitation: "Look, you are silent."
"I was not silent, I just thought of something."
"Some things that can negate your ideals. Face the reality, human beings are creatures that need to live in a state of insufficiency. Even your ancestors said that they were born in sorrow and died in happiness."
Wang Pingan was about to continue to refute, but his attention was attracted by the picture on the panoramic screen.
He saw a young man suddenly running out of a dilapidated building on the roadside and trying to cross the road. The strong man who chased him opened fire on the young man with a gun, breaking the young man's legs in one fell swoop and causing him to fall to the ground.
In the middle of the road.
The next moment, the pilot car driving in front of Wang Ping'an's car also opened fire. The armor-piercing bullet hit the strong man who fired the gun and tore his arm holding the gun.
While "disarming" the strong man, the lead vehicle's line of fire swept towards the young man who fell on the road, directly tearing him apart.
Wang Ping'an: "Hey! What are you doing?"
The secretary turned back: "That boy may be a humanoid LED. Gangs here often attack convoys like this. Gangs also have craftsmen, and the robots they make look almost like real people in infrared imaging."
Wang Ping'an: "At least we won't shoot a child when we see him crossing the road."
Donald: "We don't know how to do it in the main city, but this is the Vanderlyn district. When we planned the airport, we originally planned to bulldoze all the ruins and clean it up, but the company that built the airport was bankrupted by a competitor.
"There is also an urban legend that says that your country, China, secretly bankrupted that company in order to expose the serious sores of the Lone Star Kingdom in front of the Chinese people who came to nourish it from the very beginning."
Wang Ping'an: "Is there any other way to say this?"
"Not only do they exist, there are many people who firmly believe in this statement."
"What about the facts?"
"Facts? Who knows? The company that planned all this is not pure enough in our opinion. He still misses the Lone Star Country in the old days and wants to make the Lone Star Country great again."
Wang Pingan looked at Donald: "Don't you hope?"
"I'm just a businessman, and I just want to make my company great. The old United States has become a thing of the past. The country that competed with the Soviet Union for hegemony is gone forever. Although its opponents are still alive, they are now just the followers of their younger brothers.
Times have changed, and I was the first American to embrace it, so my company has thrived."
Angele: "But I saw your company's information yesterday. Your company's original accumulation was completed by your uncle."
Donald: "This is not accurate. In my uncle's time, Maga Company was just a medium-sized enterprise specializing in computer technology. It made a living by providing portable computers to other giant companies. Its flagship product was the PP Kid series, which was the Lone Star at that time.
The best portable terminal in the country.
"My uncle's only contribution to the current company is to develop and complete our own quantum supercomputer. At that time, only a few giant companies in the Lone Star Kingdom had this thing. Maga Company became such a behemoth in my hands."
Wang Ping'an: "Then the supercomputer has no contribution?"
"Of course, the supercomputer Cortana helped me make the decision, but I am the one who makes the final decision." Donald said decisively. After a brief pause, he continued, "Don't you still insist on letting people make the decision?
system, because supercomputing is sometimes not necessarily reliable. For example, Miss Irene, this is Cortana's plan. She thinks Miss Irene will become friends with you and then become your weakness, but you don't see it.
What eggs are for?"
Wang Ping'an smiled: "That's because your mercenaries were entangled by the sausages fired by the robots on the roadside."