"Sentinel Robot Mk-4..." Tang Yu touched his chin and pondered, "It hasn't been too long since Edward Buckman was killed, the Hellfire Club was in turmoil, and the blueprint of Sentinel Mk-3 was leaked. They
You can actually design the mk-4 based on the mk-3? That’s not quite right..."
Bolivar Trask said: "I have seen the design drawing of the Sentinel mk-3 that you copied for me. All I can say is that it is rubbish and full of traces of production by civilian companies. Such things were copied by Edward Buck
It’s not surprising that a layman like Mann regards it as a treasure, but it is absolutely impossible for it to be accepted by the US government and given military orders. You must know that civilian use and military use are two different concepts.”
"Sentinel mk-4, have you seen it?" Tang Yu asked.
"I have seen it. The basic design is still based on the Sentinel mk-3, but it is much simpler. From the perspective of mechanical design, although it is completely incomparable with the robot you designed, it is already a relatively mature product." Trask said
.
"Metallic?"
"Metallic."
"Idiot..."
"You can't say that. After all, there is only one person, Eric Lancel. For example, in our operation this time, there is a 50% chance that Eric will not go in their direction." Trask said.
"But if they go, they will definitely lose. To gamble with a 50% chance can only be described as a fool." Tang Yu said.
"It's impossible for anyone except you, who has the knowledge of the future, to make robots using non-metallic materials. From this point of view, just be content." Trask said.
Tang Yu crossed his legs and tapped his fingers rhythmically on the table. After thinking for a while, he said: "It is true that the Rockefeller family handed over the Sentinel robot to their subsidiary Lockheed... but... I think it is probably behind their backs.
There are still people..."
"Actually, our investigation of Lockheed has not stopped, but we have not found any other clues," Trask said.
"No! Wait! If we say we have future technological knowledge, wouldn't that weird guy from Tyne Company, who invented the Walkman, also be able to do it? Although he claims to have only some fragments of knowledge..." Tang Yu suddenly
said.
"Are you talking about the person with the pseudonym Macrem? Emma has checked his memory, and there is no problem. And he has been very honest recently. He spends all day with his wife and children without any unusual behavior, let alone with the Rockefeller family.
People have been in contact with him." Trask replied.
"Does he have any new memory fragments?" Tang Yu asked.
"Indeed, there is a kind of mechanical prosthesis for disabled people. It is made of high-strength plastic and is very light. When we developed the Sentinel T-3 robot, we also fully considered this material. It also allowed us to
The research and development progress has improved a lot." Trask adjusted his glasses and took out several design drawings from the briefcase he never left behind and placed them in front of Tang Yu.
"Then the other one is a car with very good performance, especially the suspension device. It is a wonderful design. It also gave us a lot of inspiration. The transmission device and hip suspension device of our robot are obtained from this car.
inspiration."
Tang Yu took the design drawing of this car, and he could tell at a glance that it was the future world-famous Hummer H3. No wonder Trask was full of praise for this car. He took out the blueprint of the Sentinel T-3 robot again.
After re-examination, judging from his attainments in mechanical design, there is nothing wrong with this design, and Trask is not a mediocre person. He did not directly copy the design drawings given by Macrem, but made his own changes.
In other words, what this farmer, whose real name is David and whose pseudonym is Makrem, has given is indeed very useful and has greatly promoted the research and development of his own robots. In other words, he is indeed
To improve his own strength, is he really just an ordinary farmer, but he came into contact with some pieces of information from the future during the use of the law of cause and effect weapon?
But...why is this lingering ominous premonition in my heart? What on earth does this man, Macrem, want to do?
"Intensify the surveillance of Makrem. Even if he goes to the toilet or even makes love with his wife, don't relax the surveillance! Not only that, his wife must also be monitored! His nine-year-old son Allen also needs to be monitored.
We need to monitor!! Can't stop for one minute!!" Tang Yu said sternly.
"There are already more than 50 insect-type drones monitoring 24 hours a day. Then I will double the number of these drones to ensure that no blind spots in their homes are missed. But we cannot use this kind of drones.
We can only rely on you for production, Mr. Tang Yu." Trask nodded.
"I will make 200 insect-type drones for you!" Tang Yu seemed a little anxious, and he turned to ask: "Is there any news about the Death Girl?"
"I was about to report this matter - she contacted us once after she went to Japan, saying that she had arrived safely and would return to the United States after handling her Black Wind Company affairs. But after that she completely
Contact was lost," Trask said.
"what you think?"
"Mr. Tang Yu, your grasp of her psychology is very accurate. I don't think she will run away. After all, she is asking for help from us. Therefore, I think the possibility of her having an accident is very high!"
Bang! Tang Yu slammed his fist on the table anxiously, "Woman! A woman blinded by emotions!! Bastard! If you tell me where Zhou Qing is earlier, nothing will happen! What are you talking about now about controlling her?
psychology?!"
"How about arranging a pair of mercenaries to go to Japan?" Trask asked.
"It's no use sending 100 mercenaries to the person who can make Death Girl have an accident! I can only go there myself! But now the attack on the ballistic missile base in Dover is imminent. It is important not to let Sita and Charles control the nuclear missiles.
The most important thing! We can only let go of Zhou Qing's matter for a while..." Tang Yu let out a long sigh.
The Rockefeller family, Macrem, Charles Xavier, Sita, Death Girl, Zhou Qing... Countless fogs spread layer by layer, seemingly unrelated and yet related... Tang Yu only felt that there seemed to be one
The invisible net was covering him, making him very uneasy and even making him breathless.
Is there anyone else around him? Tang Yu leaned on the back of the chair and closed his eyes.
A crystal-clear and delicate hand with slender fingers gently placed on Tang Yu's shoulder, and then gently pressed his temples.
"Emma..." Tang Yu stretched out his hand to hold the somewhat cold jade hand and whispered.
"You still have us, you are not alone..." Emma also read Tang Yu's thoughts, massaged him gently, and whispered in his ear.
"For the first time, I feel...I might lose..." Tang Yu sighed again, "There are too many unknown things, and I can't grasp what the shady behind it is. Although I have established an extremely powerful The Guardian Group, but this giant dragon is locked by countless chains and cannot move... The most terrifying thing is that I don't even know if these chains exist, and I don't know who is holding these chains... …”
"I said... you and I..." Emma came to Tang Yu, brushed the golden hair away, and then kissed him passionately.