Fate is not bad for Phytococcus after all. On his 24th birthday, Phytococcus was introduced into the temple of giants. Compared with other people of the same age, this birthday was so cool. It was a combination of a pat on the face and a big butt. The gap between them - this is how the world gave Shanglu a big blow. He stepped into the cave of the 151 support base for the first time, raised his head and thought to himself: I'm an idiot, old man Ji should have told me this thing a long time ago. It's so big.
How big is it?
Phytolacca secretly thought that if it had a dick, then his entire body would not be as big as its dick.
The working platform is nearly 40 meters high from the ground and has more than ten floors, but standing here, Phytolacca can only reach its chin. Old Man Ji said its nickname is Honglian (the taxi driver also called it that). It sounds like a beautiful name, but Phytolacca thinks it might be more appropriate to call it Eight-Armed Nezha, because it really has four arms. This crimson giant stretches its arms like Leonardo da Vinci's Vitruvian Man, leaning against the cave wall. , hanging his head and sleeping in the majestic light shrouded by the dome.
Phytolacca suddenly wanted to poke it and see if it would wake up like a miracle.
"Don't touch it." Someone noticed his tendency to make dangerous moves, "There is high-voltage electricity."
Shang Lu retracted his hand and turned his head, it was Old Man Ji.
"Everyone wants to touch it when they first come here." The old man grasped the iron railings of the working corridor bridge with both hands, leaned forward slightly, and raised his head as if to look at the huge head, "But now it is When the electricity is on, if you encounter a leakage while carrying your back, the high-voltage electricity of 12,000 volts will flow through your body to your feet——"
As he spoke, he tapped the metal floor of the work platform with his foot.
"Then we have to go to the Martyrs' Tomb in the Botanical Garden to find a place for you."
Old Man Ji is the chief engineer of the support base and the person responsible for receiving Phytolacca. He has a very heroic name, Ji Yingxiong. As one of the designers of Red Lotus, he is senior, knowledgeable in technology, and has a high status. Apart from the base commander and political commissar, he has almost the final say in the base. Ordinary junior officers have to call him chief when they meet him.
"How does it feel when you see it spilling its seeds?"
"Big." Phytolacca replied, "Can it really move?"
"Barely, it just walks slowly." Old Man Ji said, "You haven't seen its leg poles, right? In the No. 2 library, they can be folded up, just like the hoe of a self-propelled artillery."
Shang Lu leaned on the railing and looked down. This ultimate humanoid weapon was hung in the cave, with only the upper body. The thick and rugged metal frame, connecting rods, bones and dark red shell armor were combined together, like a stripped A giant with his flesh exposed, internal organs, and his body mutilated. There are people coming and going in the cavern of the base. They wear gray one-piece overalls and gas masks. They dare to cover themselves so tightly in the furnace-like hot weather of August and September in Chongqing. The reason is that the environment in the cavern is 15 degrees Celsius all year round.
People were moving among the flashing lights and the sound of loudspeakers. The only two idlers seemed to be Old Man Ji and Shanglue. They strolled up and looked around.
"Let's go, let's go forward. I'll show you around on the first day." Old Man Ji said, "These will be your business scope from now on, but don't be afraid, get familiar with it gradually, it's not complicated...that you What’s your attitude towards you, the old man at the head of the house?”
"It is everyone's duty to defend all mankind."
Phytolacca answered smoothly.
"That's good." Old Man Ji sighed, "You said that we have a lot of young people here every year, but there are few professional counterparts. For example, those from your Automation Institute, most of them go to Chengdu, the rear area, and here. Over there, as long as you hear 151, you can run faster than a rabbit."
Mr. Ji said that Phytolacca is the first graduate of the Institute of Automation of the Chinese Academy of Sciences to be voluntarily assigned to the base in three years.
He was also quite puzzled.
These days, graduates from automation institutes are all highly sought after. Rear bases, central institutes, government departments, and major enterprises are all robbing people.
There was actually one who ran to the front line, but he, Lao Ji, could catch him.
He is 58 years old and has lived for most of his life. He can see from top to bottom, and from bottom to top. He can't see the motive of this kid from Phytolacca coming to 151. In the end, it can only be attributed to the fact that this young man has a high ideological consciousness.
——In fact, Phytolacca's ideological consciousness is beyond comparison. He has always felt that mankind is bound to fail, but choosing 151 really didn't involve any ideological struggle.
Two months ago, when this guy graduated with a master's degree, he faced the distribution list. Without saying a word, he pulled down the quotas for grain and oil supplies for all units, and filled in the 151 Nanshan Support Base, which has the highest per capita. .
The instructor was so shocked that he called him to the office overnight and asked him, "Are you tired of living?" Do you know where 151 is?
Phytolacca said it is known that it is in Chongqing, in Nan'an District.
The instructor asked again, do you know where Nan'an District is? That's the front line! It's going to kill people!
Phytolacca said, "I know. If you die, you will die. You are going to die anyway, so it is better to eat before you die."
From a certain point of view, he is not here to save mankind, but he just feels that mankind has no future, so it is better to lie down and die, and it is best to watch gorgeous fireworks while doing it.
Two months later, Phytolacca was sent here as the technical specialist of the 151 Nanshan Support Base supported by the Institute of Automation of the Chinese Academy of Sciences.
The tutor called Lao Ji and said, "I will leave the student to you. If I don't have a hair on my head, I will ask you for it."
Old Man Ji and his mentor have been acquaintances for decades. They studied the neural connection and control system of giant machine drivers together at the Institute of Automation. He clapped his thighs excitedly: Finally, we have a suitable successor. Don’t even think about running away once he comes. .
"Attention, control system testing is completed, repeat, control system testing is completed."
A loud female voice suddenly sounded above their heads. Lao Ji and Phytolacca, who were standing on the work platform, raised their heads together, and the bright yellow warning light rotated and flashed.
"Chief Engineer——!" Someone stuck his head out from the corridor overhead and shouted, "The self-examination is over!"
Old Man Ji turned around and said, "Hold on tight."
Before Phytolacca could react, the corridor under his feet suddenly vibrated slightly, and then it began to slowly descend. Phytolacca quickly grasped the railing.
Only then did he realize that the working surfaces were all movable. The working corridors surrounding the giant's body like scaffolding rose and fell in sequence, and then regrouped.
Old Man Ji led Shang Lu on the covered bridge and trotted along the narrow path to the back of the giant robot. People on other work surfaces also gathered around, holding folders in their hands. and tablet computers. When they saw Lao Ji, they gathered around and explained their work.
"Chief Engineer, the pressure of the hydraulic cylinder is maintained at 86%. Do you want to adjust it again after seeing this result?"
"The Riemann probe and the gravity detection gyroscope still need to be debugged. The difference is about 0.04 microseconds."
"Chief Engineer! 302 core output pressure is unstable!"
"Mama, come one by one! Come one by one!"
Old Man Ji was immediately blocked. His eyes were filled with layers of work logs, and he didn't know which problem to deal with.
Phytolacca was left hanging to one side, which gave him the opportunity to observe the back of this giant humanoid weapon. He bypassed the crowd surrounding Lao Ji and took two more steps forward on the corridor. He could reach out and touch it. The mottled outer shell of the mecha, Phytoluca noticed the back of the behemoth's neck - that is, in front of him there was a closed hatch that was nearly a person high, screwed shut with bolts. Before Phytoluca could take a closer look, he heard A loud "chi-" sound came from inside the mecha.
It sounded like the sound of cylinder exhaust when a large truck brakes.
Immediately afterwards, the bolts on the hatch began to rotate, and at the same time there was a "click, click, click" sound. I didn't know what was moving. Phytolacca thought that there might be a big spider trapped inside (I guess only spiders can control four arms at the same time. ), it is crawling out crazily, its eight legs scraping against the metal inner wall, and now it is about to break free from its restraints——
With a "click" sound, the hatch opened, and the young woman leaned wetly in the crimson light.
She was wearing heavy equipment like a spacesuit, and she was holding a helmet in her hand. She was covered in black except for her face, which was as white as a piece of paper.
Phytolacca was stunned.
"Hey! Are you blind?" She took a breath, and then shouted to the dazed Phytolacca, "Pull me up!"
