[Everyone knows that it is much more difficult to turn words into actions than to turn actions into words.]
[——Maxim Gorky]
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[Part 1·Heartbeat of Steel]
One thousand five hundred kilometers away from the Antarctic coastline, more than four thousand meters below the surface of the ice, there is the world's largest subglacial lake.
It's called Voskto Lake, also known as Oriental Lake.
Peter Sergei was originally a member of the Antarctic scientific expedition team assigned by the United Nations Philosopher Foundation. In 1992, he was exposed to five types of ancient viruses in Lake Vostok. He later became insane and claimed to be a descendant of giants.
Among these five types of viruses, there are also early versions of Vita imprint. The specific age is estimated from the decay period of carbon isotopes. It should be a version 640,000 years ago.
The other four types of hybrid viruses almost transformed Sergey into another creature. His human lifespan was originally about to come to an end, and he went on an expedition to Antarctica at the age of seventy-one. It only took him eight short weeks.
The virus turned him into an infant, a huge baby about 71 centimeters long.
Since then, Sergey has always called himself the child of [Pyromancer].
If the frogmen are the vanguard sentries on the Stairway to Heaven, the Birch Armored Troops led by Sergei are the heavy infantry that overcome difficulties for King Xin.
There are still sixteen heavy-duty units like Sergei that have been genetically modified by ancient viruses in Stairway to Heaven.
They call themselves the White Birch Troops, which are excellent firewood fuel, similar to the world tree in Nordic mythology that carries all things, and the incredible tree of life that holds up the sun.
This information can be found on the personnel identification card found on Sergei's body.
Teacher A-ling finished cleaning the battlefield and recorded the enemy's combat deployment and personnel composition in the new details page of [Phoenix].
Xueming felt very uncomfortable. When facing such a giant enemy, it was difficult for him to maintain his will to fight——
——The feeling is like facing a lion or tiger, or facing a huge grizzly bear or rhinoceros. No matter how strong the spirit is, no matter how strong the brave man is, there is no way to resist the trembling and fear caused by the physical instinct of Homo sapiens.
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This is not something he can control. On the contrary, the more awake he is and the more clearly he sees, the harder it is to control the madness index in his brain.
"Teacher A-Ling, how did you do it? For such a big mixed-race giant, I haven't even finished my army rations yet, and he just said he didn't have them!?"
He was very curious and eager to know how to deal with such a huge target.
In "The Great Split", there is a record of the door to death of such giant creatures. Giants are very rare. The hybrid descendants of giants are all kinds of strange things. Their direct bloodline includes mountain monsters - they often haunt mountains, forests and snowy areas. Hunters once fought with such giants.
Monsters fought and killed each other, but the battle records left behind were so pale.
When Xueming saw this kind of creature with his own eyes, even though he had several combat methods in his mind, when it came time to implement them, he found that the physical body had betrayed him and they had lost their will to fight.
"Just now I felt like my head was hurting so much that it was about to burst. My body was so stiff that I couldn't move at all."
He helped Teacher A Ling pack her backpack and handed over the new BUR drill rocket launcher.
As if by magic, Teacher A-Ling inserted new firepower into the collar, inserted two small tubes along the chest into the Velcro on the armpits, and the wilted breasts became 36D again.
"It's normal." Su Ling pulled the broken red flag and threw it to Xueming: "Want to learn? I'll teach you! Make me winter clothes for tuition."
Without saying a word, Xueming began to play with her needlework skills.
He used his spirit body as a tape measure and needle thread, sewed bright red velvet into a coat, and cut Kevlar from the enemy's corpse as insoles.
In just a few minutes, thick woolen clothes and cloth boots to keep out the cold were ready.
Su Ling took out two candies from the waiter's pocket and threw them to Xueming.
"This is the secret medicine that increases courage."
Xueming tore open the candy wrapper and put it into her mouth. A slightly poisonous lily fragrance filled her mouth, which was so sweet.
He squatted in front of Sergei's body, feeling the pressure brought by this body.
"Really? Teacher A-Ling, you didn't lie to me, did you?"
"Of course not!" Su Ling and Xueming squatted down together, gently patted the corpse's cheek, and rubbed the hybrid giant's chin: "Is this kind of candy hard to eat?"
Xueming: "Yes. It's so sweet. I feel like my head is starting to rust when I hold it in my mouth. The smell of lilies is poisonous. What kind of dark food is this?"
Su Ling: "It is my courage."
Xueming: "Is there any scientific principle? This weak toxicity can speed up my metabolism? Can it cause a stress response in my body? Can it stimulate the secretion of adrenaline?"
Su Ling shook her head: "No, no, it was made by my employer himself."
Upon hearing this, Xueming lost consciousness and became speechless for an instant.
"It tastes terrible. It's very sweet. This little idiot came into the kitchen just to make explosives. It took a lot of effort to make such a plate of candies. She didn't know that lilies are poisonous, so she thought the name was very nice." Su Ling held it with two fingers.
He raised his lips and smiled brightly: "When I was fighting these monsters, I was in a state of taking the secret medicine for victory - I couldn't accept the fact of my defeat, and I couldn't imagine how my employer would be sad and shed tears after losing me."
Xueming looked at the Heart of Steel in his hand, which was the spiritual bridge between him and Xiao Qi.
In the abnormal spiritual pressure environment close to Niflheim, the effect of this spiritual link became sometimes and sometimes ineffective.
"BOSS just gives you a pair of wedding rings. You need to establish more connections with my apprentices, do more rituals, and use things that are more intuitive and more stimulating to the five senses than rings, such as candies, perfume, and photos.
Language is so pale. We speak "more" in order to cover up "less" in our hearts. It is easy to turn actions into words, but it is difficult to turn words into actions. Maybe you can still maintain your sanity and maintain your temper in other environments.
Your mental shield, but when you come to this death place and a dangerous situation beyond your cognitive scope, your physical body begins to become fragile and fragile."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I believe David Victor also taught you how to overcome fear. Unlike his shameless sexy dance, eating sugar is my unique secret. It's me.
The people and things that need to be protected keep me awake under this pressure of inspiration." Su Ling held Xueming's hand and patted the back of it gently: "Don't let my apprentice shed tears, but whenever you think of her crying helplessly,
Look, I believe that courage and anger will ignite you in an instant. This is your fate with her, your talent. Just because of your cold living habits and never doing extra useless work, you think this ceremony is unnecessary -
—Establish more links with the people you care about, and entrust your obsessions to specific material props. As long as you take out these props, you can immediately think of the corresponding people and things. At that time, no matter what they are, you can’t
Destroy your will to fight."
Xue Ming's heart was filled with lingering thoughts. Under the terrifying pressure of the powerful enemy, he could hardly think.
Su Ling then said: "The soul power attack we encountered halfway was also accompanied by a burst of flute sound, which is the ritual of King Xin. I am afraid that King Xin can reach this day by relying on this ritual to stay awake.
To fight against madness.”
At the beginning of the journey, at the Nine Realms Station, people set out on this necessary path for something, a goal that must be accomplished, and a person that must be protected. These things seem to have little practical significance in the eyes of others.
The ritual is like an eye-catching signpost on the journey of life.
In the eyes of strangers, Teacher A-ling's candy is just a slightly toxic candy, a dark delicacy. But it is the source of this VIP's courage to support his soul and stay awake.
Without the growth of the Heart of Steel, the fear brought about by Xueming's keen inspiration engulfed him.
At this moment, he felt as if his spiritual essence had awakened from the quagmire, his eyes were clear, and he thought in his heart - it turns out that Jason Megan had to part ways with the waiter in such a terrifying environment.
The bitterness of failure can destroy Jason's spiritual world.
The kind of shameful sadness that could tear Jason's spiritual beacon to pieces.
In these long and short days of more than a thousand days and months, this Dacian man was able to walk out of such a terrible psychological shadow and return here again——
——There is no doubt that he is a strong man and a reliable partner with a heart of steel.
As if possessed, Xueming turned on her phone, opened her diary, and searched for records of words and deeds and photos and recordings of her companions along the way. Looking for familiar people and things in an unfamiliar environment.
He saw Ah Xing's selfie and the childish love letter Xiao Qi wrote when she was in unrequited love.
The twelve rounds between him and Jason in the ring——
——And [your blood is like my blood, your heart is like my heart]
Xueming rarely looks behind him. His inertia of thinking seems to always be forward, peering into the distant future. He is trying to withstand the mental pressure caused by all kinds of terrifying conjectures and conjectures, because Xueming's birth environment affects
His mode of thinking, he subconsciously believes that the past is painful and does not need to be mentioned again.
But now, he has so many beautiful memories, but because of this inertia of thinking, he rarely takes out these precious things and looks at them again.
In Teacher A's eyes, the mental shield on the big boy's head was gradually recovering, turning back to brilliant gold amidst Niflheim's abnormal spiritual pressure and the erosion of the black mist.
Su Ling: "Well done!"
Xueming clutched the diary tightly, her expression was extremely solemn, there was frost in her heart and fire in her eyes.
He finally understood why Teacher Su Ling could manipulate so many pyroxenes and use so many different types of life-protecting talismans.
This VIP seems to have many personalities. He uses the spiritual energy of emotions as a tool to confront Sergey head-on. During the wrestling match, he uses ten chicken blood hibiscus stones to strengthen the nerves, stimulate the organs to secrete hormones, and manipulate
The energy of the disaster beast absorbed in the muscles and abdomen is something that can only be achieved by a burning heart. Courage and determination are like a volcanic eruption.
Xueming has always been envious of Ah Xing.
This big brother seems to be full of enthusiasm and curiosity about everything. He is never afraid of getting hurt and will shed tears for strangers. He is like the hero in an adventure story, his eyes are always clean and translucent.
During this trip to RSH, Xueming initially only thought about everyone surviving and helping Jason complete the exploration mission. It was an unexpected surprise. If he could also find Wendy Mills, it would be a blessing to his ancestors.
Smoking brings good luck.
But these things are not optional to Jason.
It’s not some “it’s okay if you can’t do it” routine.
It is not a job, nor is it an indicator issued by the company to its employees.
It's not just a few pale sentences in a diary.
It is impossible to arrive at the Pavlov substation, take a few so-so photos of the windmill, and then go back to do the work.
——It is a giant, it is not a windmill.
Xueming: "Yes, I understand."
Su Ling snapped her fingers and didn't ask what the young man her apprentice was attracted to understood.
"Walk!"
This VIP started his work vigorously and resolutely, jumping all the way, climbing up the iron frame like a spiritual ape, and in a few breaths he brought the old man in the second workshop back to the first floor.
"Old man, what should we do now? What else do we need to do?" Su Ling asked.
The old engineer was frightened when he was brought down by the distinguished guest, and he was mumbling.
"Can't you be gentler...I have old arms and legs..."
Su Ling: "I don't like talking nonsense, there are probably..."
She paused for a moment, then opened the UI panel and rummaged through the troop structure left by Sergey.
"There are still about one hundred and seventy enemies. They are deployed from the Elephant Trunk Hill Military Station on the north side of the sea. The patrol range covers half of the outpost. They are searching for available resources - I have no intention of giving those to the People's Heroes Monument.
The Ogre Sentinels built graves, and if there was a shift in their mission, these corpses should have been discovered."
At this point, Xueming followed up and explained: "We can't use radios here. These enemies probably don't know about Sergei's death yet. This skirmisher who ran away from the White Birch Attack Team followed us to the power workshop. He
He is a guy who enjoys great achievements. He wants to monopolize your spiritual essence, so he probably didn’t call his partners to support him."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Su Ling: "But the next time we fight, it won't be that simple."
Xueming: "The equipment of these giant hybrid soldiers should be more than just light weapons. If they are fully armed and open a position for a life-and-death showdown, the combat effectiveness of these ten or so giant hybrid units will become very terrifying."
The old man listened to the two passengers explaining the basic situation. He rubbed his arms. He caught the cold in the No. 2 workshop and ran all the way to the workshop base frame.
The old engineer pulled down the red flag and tore off the dustproof cloth covering the engineering base frame.
"What do you know about diesel engines?"
Xueming: "I understand a little bit."
[Part2·War Gong]
The red flag faded, and Xueming saw the robotic arm hovering in front of the axis tube of the main body of the base frame. This was like the eight-axis cutting and machining center of the previous era. There was no computer. Engineers who were proficient in iron arts controlled eight cutting heads at the same time.
and a gimbal, and process and transform the targets in the base frame according to the industrial design drawings.
Su Ling's eyes lit up when she saw this thing.
"Baby!"
The main processing body inside the base frame is almost six meters high, which is the true content of the weapon platform.
Its steel body still has knife marks. The two thick and strong steel bones seem to be designed based on the lower limbs of ancient dragons. The steel wires twisted between the bones are its muscles. It is powered by two V46 twelve-cylinder turbodiesels.
The engine forms the lower power assembly, with a total output of about 1,500 horsepower.
Corresponding to the design of the dragon-like lower limbs, it is always in a squatting posture with its knees bent.
This all-terrain weapon platform has almost no artistic aesthetics at all. Its lower body is like a strong frog. In order to deal with the muddy environment, it always maintains a half-crouched posture.
There were two simple and crude mounting bases on the waist. Xueming climbed onto the steel frame without saying a word and measured the size with a spiritual measuring tape.
The old engineer said: "It can mount a 12.7mm parallel machine gun."
Xueming then groped upwards and came to the main cabin and turret of the weapons platform.
He climbed into the driver's seat and found it very narrow and cramped. Fortunately, the instrument panel of this equipment was labeled in Chinese and Russian languages.
The upper body of the weapons platform is still unprotected by armor plates, and looks like an unfinished semi-finished product.
Its pressure relief valve, oil pipelines, oil circuits and steel nooses are all exposed.
After so many years, except for the aging and deformation of some rubber parts, the blue anti-oxidation layer of the steel frame is still as smooth as new.
"What kind of steel is this? Master?" Xueming leaned out of the cockpit.
The old engineer shook his head: "No more."
Xueming: "No more?"
Old engineer: "The Soviet steel grades are no longer available. According to your country's standards, its yield strength is better than Q345E and more cold-resistant - it is a legacy left by our motherland."
Xueming leaned forward and slapped the steel beast's main weapon, which was an eighty-eight-millimeter-diameter cannonball.
"Why is the main weapon of this thing the 88-gun?"
The old engineer was adjusting the circuit of the machining center and replied without looking back: "At that time, we did not have the ability to transport 88mm anti-aircraft guns. This is the German artillery Flak18. They are trophies captured from the battlefield. They are transported with the train.
Here, we will use whatever we have."
"Is this [materialism]?" Xueming adjusted the muzzle in the main cockpit. He only listened to the buzzing sound of the electronic fire control when it started to operate. Two sections of the gun barrel were protruded from the steel frame, and they were designed symmetrically on the left and right sides.
.Two rounds at a time, reloading is also twice as efficient.
"This is just a part of [Materialism]. Its name is [Big Frog] - it is an engineering prototype. The efficiency of the multi-axis machining center is too low. We originally planned to use it as an engineering robot for processing armor. You also saw
Its cabin is compact and narrow." The engineer grandpa asked Su Ling to go to the warehouse to carry equipment and armor. He turned around and shouted to Xueming: "This is for RSH newborns. If there are unfortunate deformities, dwarfs or injured amputation,
Soldiers who can sit in the [big frog] and contribute their steel power to the ideals of the motherland."
After saying that, the old engineer pointed to other base machining centers.
They are different styles of bare steel frames, divided into different grades of steel.
They are made of aviation aluminum alloys that have been oxidized and are ultra-lightweight.
It is the high-strength titanium-coated alloy steel that overcomes difficulties [Monarch Butterfly].
It is a construction machine that is orange-red in color and made of copper and silver conductive materials [Nikola Tesla].
There are a total of twenty-one platforms. They are naked, without armor or weapons, and stand quietly in the power workshop. They are the products of [Materialism].
The old engineer held two large boxes of diesel and asked Xueming to deliver the main body of the [Big Frog] fuel tank -
——The weapon platform was lying low, and an oil pipeline was fed into the waist of this steel monster.
Within a few seconds, a signal of oil line failure came out on the instrument panel.
Xueming turned over and got off the plane, half of his body got under the belly of the steel giant, sorted out all the pipelines, and refurbished and replaced the conduit sleeves and nitrile rubber.
When the old engineer heard the sound of the oil circuit returning to normal, he smiled from ear to ear.
——It can be done, it must be done!
Xueming's face was covered with oil, and she shouted with her engineer grandfather: "It's a simple fault, a simple fix, don't be too happy. This thing hasn't been touched for decades, and I don't know how many hidden diseases it still has."
It took Xueming more than an hour and 40 minutes and more than 20 trips up and down to renovate and renovate this iron bumper from beginning to end. Among the key powertrain groups, there are ultra-high-strength carbon steel parts that are extremely stressed.
It is easy to rust, so Xueming had to use his spirit body and a punch to open the mold, re-select the steel material in the warehouse, and use a multi-axis cutter head to cut and shape it to repair the burrs according to the size of the original part. There must be no error in the tolerance.
Brother Xingchen is right. Only he, Jiang Xueming, can do this. Only his spirit body can deal with these complex non-standard parts. With only a few human hands to assemble this huge and sophisticated armor, it is almost impossible to do it.
It is an impossible project.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After solving the fault signals visible on the instrument panel, its self-checking system can detect more than 20 symptoms - if it cannot be detected, the powertrain must
Start working and let it take a few steps to know whether it is sick or not.
When starting [Big Frog], there is also a special voice password recognition.
The old engineer immediately brought a large gong from the main stage of the cultural performance. The gong and drum were originally made of copper, but there were too few copper mines in this place. It was a scarce metal for wiring the power system.
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"This is our war gong. When we have a mobilization rally and we are about to fight, we hit it. It is made of steel and has a very special sound - we use it as the power-on password."
After that, the engineer grandpa found the hammer from the toolbar of the base frame and banged the gong hard.
Crisp and harsh notes echoed in the power workshop——
——In Xueming’s eyes, the pitch symbols jumping up and down on the console dashboard finally returned to normal.
When the two diesel engines started, it was like two hearts starting to beat. Black smoke rushed out along with the rumbling exhaust pipes, but it was sucked out of the exhaust vents in just a few seconds.
The fan-shaped webbed feet of the weapon platform took the first step forward and stepped on the solid ground. These webbed feet can walk quickly in the mud.
The old engineer shouted: "It's alive! It's alive!"
The bright red Soviet flag was printed on the armor plate of the legs. This heavy piece of armor, which was 20 millimeters thick, was hung from the steel cable of the suspension machine from Su Ling's hand and passed to the engineer grandpa on the ladder frame.
The old Red Army waved his hammer——
——Knock out the rivets, apply thread glue, and tighten fist-sized nuts at the armor interface.
On the green-gray salt bath coating of the steel armor, the flags of the sickle and hammer are still bright red.
Xueming carefully manipulated the torso of the armor, aligning its steel bones with the armor of the crane, and asked Su Ling and the engineer grandpa.
"I want an instruction manual! Don't these weapon platforms have combat records? Have you never used them before?"
"Used on the surface! In Afghanistan!" The rumbling sound of the diesel engine almost changed the voice of the old man. He put more armor on the [big frog] while shouting: "The KGB will destroy all the information."
Oh! Our understanding of these big guys and the processing level of such precision steel components have regressed to the Tsarist era! Without you! It would be impossible for it to move!"
Su Ling raised her head and said to Xueming.
"I finally understand why my apprentice clings to you like a wolf - your hands can make money faster than Buffett's stock trading."