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1568 one production line

In the Mayne region, which is close to the core of the Elanthir Empire, on the planet Mayne 2, and the empire's fifth heavy equipment manufacturing plant, the lights of the factory stayed up all night.

When the sun shone on the neat factory building, the lights in the factory automatically turned off. On each production line, the robot puppets that were working stopped working almost at the same time.

A minute later, a row of puppet work robots came in from the door of the factory. Their movements were uniform. They each walked to their shift positions and completed the handover with the robots standing there on standby.

The robot that gave up its position bypassed the robot that was on duty, rearranged its team, and walked toward the door step by step.

The puppet robot that walked to the post immediately started working. The production line started rolling again, and parts were manufactured one after another and transported to the other side of the factory workshop through the conveyor belt.

In the largest building of this factory, brand-new electromagnetic tanks that have been produced one after another are waiting to be installed.

Under the huge factory roof crane that is more than ten meters high, these tanks that have just been produced are placed next to each other, with no end in sight.

The entire factory is at least 1 kilometer long, and the latest electromagnetic tanks are parked inside. This factory can produce hundreds of such tanks in a day.

Every day, there are transport spaceships carrying these manufactured electromagnetic tanks to various planets on the front line.

If calculated in terms of quantity, a full 10 armored divisions can be armed here every day!

"Ah!" A workshop director walked into the workshop with a record book in his hand and yawned. He was wearing a spotless white coat and a safety helmet on his head in accordance with production requirements. There were still tears hanging from the corners of his eyes.

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This is his daily job. Every day he has to come on time to check the operation of the workshop, check the working status of the equipment, and ensure that every robot can work at full speed.

The puppet work robots that left the factory buildings walked out from one branch factory building after another, gathered into a neat queue, and finally walked to a "robot dormitory" on standby.

Here, they will be strictly inspected by other working robots, their body parts will be replaced at any time, and they will be replaced with new energy batteries and magic crystals.

After such maintenance, after nightfall, they can go to the factory building again, replace another batch of puppet robots, and continue to produce weapons and equipment for the empire.

And they don't need rest, don't need overtime wages, and only need a few people to maintain them, so they can complete a lot of work.

"Good morning!" A clone supervisor smiled and greeted the workshop director of the factory. This was his immediate boss and one of the few natural people in the factory.

"Good morning! How is the production progress today?" It was a routine question. The workshop director picked up the signature pen and prepared to record the supervisor's answer.

"Everything went smoothly at last night's work. The production quota of 700 tanks was met in full without any accidents." The supervisor replied with a smile on his face.

As he spoke, he pointed to the location of the office upstairs: "The material allocation department has made statistics on the consumption of materials. I only have one sign-in value here, steel, ferroferrite alloy... I have entered the specific number into the computer.

.The written documents are in the usual place in the second filing cabinet. There are four copies in total, and the one that requires your signature is at the top."

Everything went smoothly last night, there was no mechanical failure, and there was no problem with the robot, so exactly 700 electromagnetic tanks were produced, not too many, not too little.

"I have more free time when you are on duty. Last time Sean was on duty, three robots broke down on the entire production line. As a result, production was not resumed until replacement robots were in place, resulting in three fewer tanks being produced." The workshop director said gloomily.

He is just a working man. Nowadays, he can basically work as a small skilled worker in the factory. Who doesn't care about having hundreds of puppet robots in his hands?

It is his daily job to make these robots produce honestly and finally complete the production tasks arranged by the empire.

"Shaun is also very conscientious, but he is more unlucky." The clone supervisor comforted him.

"Help me get a cup of bitter tea, and then get off work!" the workshop director ordered, holding his record book under his arm, and continued walking along the aisle in the workshop.

"Okay, director!" The clone supervisor nodded slightly and went to the office on the second floor to find the director's water glass.

There is a second floor on one side of the entire factory. One side of this second floor is an office and the other side is a simple tool warehouse.

In fact, the functionality is not very strong, and the design is also very backward. However, since the rise of the Elanhill Empire, the factory building has probably been like this structure, which is similar to tradition, and it has been passed down like this.

The huge ventilation fan is still turning, not very fast, just turning a little bit like that, listlessly.

The clone supervisor, who was about to get off work, walked up the cement stairs and walked step by step to the second floor. He held on to the wooden railing and overlooked the huge production workshop.

This is the workshop that produces tank hatch covers. Hatch covers of standard sizes are produced here one after another, and then transported to the final assembly workshop and installed on the already welded tank body.

Originally, the stairs and handrails were supposed to be made of iron, and they would make a clanking sound when walking on them. However, due to the lack of steel now, all factories are built with wood and cement as much as possible.

The masonry structure, which was previously looked down upon and thought to be too slow to build, has now been brought out again and is highly praised.

After all, all the steel has been collected and sent to space to produce warships, make star rings, etc. Metals are precious, so houses have begun to return to their ancestors and be built using original masonry structures.

Because of the scarcity of steel bars, most houses are only about three stories high. After all, there is no shortage of land nowadays, so no one thinks there is anything wrong with spreading them flat.

After pouring the hot water, the clone supervisor walked back to the workshop with a cup of water. It took a lot of effort to find the workshop director who was inspecting the production line.

He handed the plastic space cup in his hand to the workshop director, then said goodbye and left: "Well, director, see you in the evening..."

"See you tonight!" The workshop director smiled and nodded, then carried his space cup and continued to inspect his production line.


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