Chapter 11 Becoming a repairman again

Compton smiled and said to Tian Xingjian: "Lieutenant, since the data you calculated are different from the plan, you can explain it to them to convince them. I won't care about this matter."

Giving the major a hard look, Compton turned and walked away.

As soon as the people in the second room saw the director leaving, they immediately became commotion again, shouting one after another: "That's right! Explain the matter clearly!"

"I can't tell you, just wait until you kowtow and admit your mistake!"

The group of people who thought the director was secretly conniving with them looked sarcastic, waiting to see how the lieutenant would make a fool of himself.

Tian Xingjian pulled up the new map of Rome on his computer, looked at these people and asked, "Do you kowtow and admit my mistake when I am right?"

The major and Curran looked at each other, then listened to the encouragement of other staff officers behind them, and said decisively: "Of course!"

"Very good!" Tian Xingjian didn't want to get into any more entanglements with these guys. He pointed at the simulated map on the computer screen and said, "Did you see this enemy base two hundred kilometers away from the vertical line of the defense line at point e and point h?

"

Several staff officers from the second room gathered around to take a look and immediately changed their expressions. This was a temporary base stationed with an imperial armored division. Intelligence showed that the division was resting and recuperating, but there was only a 200-kilometer plain from here to the flank defense line of New Rome.

This unit can be put into battle within two hours. It is a dream for a fully mechanized and reinforced infantry regiment to block this armored division for an hour!

The fat man held his arms and looked at the blue-faced staff officers and sneered: "This kind of plan is not rubbish. Any plan I can think of with my dick is better than yours!"

Curran lowered his head and felt ashamed. The major was unconvinced and said: "What's the point of just finding faults? If we don't allocate flanking forces, how can we defend against a frontal enemy with a nearly three-fold force gap between us?"

The fat man sneered and said: "You are really a pig-brained person. I only care about calculations. Those are the problems you solve. If your bra is torn, you can take off your pants and wear it so that your chest is not exposed? Besides, you took off your clothes so cleanly.

Not even a pair of underwear, idiot!"

As he spoke, he picked up a pen and drew a line on the combat map, threw it to the major and said: "Ten kilometers ahead, three divisions can be deployed at the same time to attack two armored divisions occupying high ground? Do you think these mechas are like rats?

How big or small? If the right-wing infantry defense is not established on the high ground one kilometer behind, what kind of hero will it be on the plain? Even if the enemy's attack breaks through, the defensive force at point t can establish a supporting defense line behind point r within three minutes, and the artillery

Just turn your mouth in the opposite direction, you can't even see this, what a dick-like consultant!"

Seeing that they were speechless, the fat man waved his hand and said: "I don't want you to kowtow. I've made a fool of you today. If you dare to treat your plans like this in the future, I'll wipe my nose with it and throw it back to you. No."

Once you've mastered this level of me, you'll have to think clearly before you come back, now get the hell out of here!"

Even though the staff officer in the second room was ashamed and annoyed, he was immediately relieved when he heard that he didn't have to kowtow, and he pulled the major and the red-faced Curran and fled.

The consultants from other research labs who were watching the excitement at the door also dispersed with embarrassment. This time they had gained experience. They usually look down on the people in Room 6 and shout around, but they did not expect that their plans would eventually go through the calculations in Room 6.

, if you wipe your nose because of fault, you will lose face.

The staff officers in the sixth room only felt exhaled and raised their eyebrows. The anger of the injustice they had suffered these days was suddenly returned. The atmosphere that had always been dead suddenly became lively. Tian Xingjian could not help but make a fuss. The mature ones just smiled, and some who were not so reserved

Just laugh and high-five each other.

Pat also laughed. No matter how successful these villains were, they hummed and left after dinner in the six rooms in the evening. This good old man was also a bad guy.

The people in Room Six asked Fatty: "Fatman, how did you see the problem with Curran's plan?"

The fat man waved his hand stupidly and said: "Damn it, I thought his plan was good at first. Once I memorized it, I used my front finger to confuse my impression. In the end, I got scolded. If I had this opportunity, why didn't I come back? Why did I scold me with my front finger?

, I will scold him no matter what!"

The six rooms were all sweating like rain, secretly rejoicing.

After this incident, the staff of the Sixth Research Office suddenly turned into sweet buns, especially after several outrageous plans were thrown away by the staff of the Sixth Research Office. There was an endless stream of people asking for dinner and asking for mercy.

After all, the military staff's face is still important. If they offend the Sixth Chamber, every battle plan will be scrutinized one by one with a magnifying glass. Even if there are no problems, they will find problems.

Only a small number of people knew about the conflict, but those who had come into contact with Fatty never dared to challenge his authority again. Although it was not recognized by everyone, in some people's minds, the person with the highest level in the War Department was probably the Sixth Room.

The fat lieutenant who had been in a daze for a long time in the deserted room.

There were also sharp-thinking people who speculated that the lieutenant was the company commander who made that classic deduction, but Compton flatly denied it. He asked his friends who pointed out that he also got a negative answer. However, these denials made the guard even more confident.

The lieutenant doing calculations in front of the computer became increasingly mysterious.

However, this fat man was born with a face that could not be beaten, and he did not have the demeanor of a master at all. As long as he was not offended, he always looked slutty and wretched. There were many people who were not convinced, including the major, who slandered others in front of and behind his back.

, the fat man has become the representative of an overbearing, vulgar, ignorant cat who pretends to understand and meets a dead mouse, and his reputation is basically gone.

Especially some female confidential secretaries or female staff officers, after hearing people talk too much, they become more and more disgusted with this fat man who is obsessed with people.

"War in the Sky" has finally been launched as scheduled. Fatty, who took a day off specially, is standing in the simulation cabin, his eyes are shining. In a few minutes, the mecha masters from all over the universe will flood into this virtual world to fight. When Fatty thinks about being able to fight with

These masters were so excited that they had to urinate frequently and urgently, and their whole bodies were shaking with excitement.

As soon as he entered the game, Fatty was dumbfounded. Recruit training camp! An instructor carrying a machete was exactly the same as the previous bear instructor.

The fat man who was reborn almost cried and reluctantly participated in the training camp. After passing various tests, he got an indicator of personal intelligence, strength, speed, and endurance. Looking at the results, he found that they were not bad.

After taking an ET mecha from seven hundred years ago out of the training camp, the fat man was ecstatic. No one on the Internet knew who he was. He howled like a nouveau riche, masters, here I come!

Experts have no use. In front of Fatty, there are all the ET mechas in the world, but no one pays attention to Fatty. How can he survive? It's useless no matter how good the control skills of such mechas are.

Tian Xingjian was depressed for a long time. He could only calm down and study the system settings of the game carefully. The ET mecha received from the recruit training camp can be continuously upgraded. The parts required for upgrade can only be obtained by completing tasks or fighting bandits. When the parts are gathered,

, you can go to the Mecha Modification Center to apply for upgrades. The upgraded Mechas are all famous private Mechas from past dynasties, ranging from the lowest level to the highest level.

But the fat man didn't like it at all, so he directly chose the profession of mechanical maintenance soldier. In addition to the fact that it was his old profession, the system also set up this profession to make his own mecha. As long as the parts are combined, it will follow the rules.

To generate a good mecha, if you combine it randomly, you will only get scraps, and the parts will be scrapped.

The success rate of such a synthesis is very low. Even if it succeeds, it will have little advantage over those professionally researched mechas.

Due to the authenticity of the game, the intelligent game center's judgment on the manufacturing of mechas is based on realistic logic. Without proficient professional knowledge and skilled modification skills, it would be difficult to build a mecha.

In the eyes of many people, the profession of mechanical maintenance worker is an auxiliary to save maintenance costs, but in the eyes of Fatty, it is the capital to make a fortune. After all, this game was developed based on the war simulation network he participated in. Regarding these data, Fatty

He knows better than anyone that as long as he has the right parts, he can make a better mecha.

The only regret is that biological two-state metals are strictly confidential, and it is impossible to put the data into the game. The only ones that can be used are publicly available materials and parts.
Chapter completed!