After the ropeway arrived at the station, the two separated at the platform. Chen Yu had to go to the combat position of the headquarters' combat section. Phytoglutto continued walking forward and passed a long bridge over an artificial underground river. The long bridge was erected in a huge mountain cavity. , here is filled with the sound of thundering water, and the white tumbling waterfall pours from the height of six or seven floors into the dark pool below. The water is drawn from the Jialing River and powered by twelve water pumps, pumping two hundred meters per second. Cubic meters of water are pumped into a four-kilometer-long, four-meter-diameter pipe, led here from the riverside, and then flowed to various reservoirs.
If you accidentally fall off the bridge, the body may appear anywhere in the base, including the cooling water filter of the nuclear reactor.
Further past the pool, there is Cave 110, which is the No. 1 Giant Machinery Workshop. The arch entering is 30 meters high. When you pass under the arch, you will feel that you are entering the kingdom of giants. The alloy steel door leaves are half a meter high. The thickness, located on the rails and pulleys, is 500 tons for one door, and 1,000 tons for two doors. It cannot be exploded even if it is closed.
Shanglu put on his white safety helmet and straightened it.
Today is his first day on the job.
The area of Cave 110 is as big as a standard football field. The first thing you can see when you enter the door is the dark red giant machine directly opposite. You have to look up from a hundred meters away. It is backed against the cave wall and is layered on top of each other. Surrounded by working surfaces and scaffolding, it looks like a huge sculpture carved out of the rock, or like a relic of some super-ancient civilization that humans are excavating. The sparks of laser welding and cutting are falling like raindrops, far away. Looking up at it, it will always make you have this idea: the existence of the red lotus makes the entire workshop look like a huge shrine, and the giant weapon is the statue of Tongtian God standing in it.
When an object reaches a certain size, it will have divinity, and man-made machinery is no exception.
A circle of sun lights hangs from the top of the cave, illuminating the entire workshop. Each headlight has a brightness of 40,000 lumens. Looking directly at it will blind a dog's eyes.
Under normal circumstances, there will be more than a hundred people working here at the same time. The chief engineer is the top leader here. Old Man Ji always wears a dirty white coat and stands high on the top of the work surface. He has his own set of skills. Dressing sense, such as wearing two pairs of glasses at the same time, wearing a one-piece work suit under a white coat, a walkie-talkie in the left hand and a Geiger counter in the right hand, maintaining giant machinery is a tedious and dangerous job, and everyone must strictly follow the rules and regulations. To avoid accidents.
Honglian is the third-generation giant machine. It is currently the most advanced generation and also the most complex generation. Old Man Ji said that when they designed the giant machine in the early years, the humanoid engineering team encountered the biggest difficulty. One problem Next, the first question is why it is designed to be human-shaped, the second question is how can this thing walk steadily, and the third question is how can the soles of its feet not sink into the ground if it walks steadily.
Later, when they encountered Wave Angel No. 041, all non-humanoid giants under 40 meters tall were shattered. The first problem faced by the humanoid engineering team was thus solved.
From top to bottom, Honglian has three cores, 17 modules, and 164 subsystems. The calculation core is in the head, the control core is in the spine, and the power core is in the chest and abdomen. These three cores are the basis for the normal operation of Honglian. , is the most complex system ever created in human history—why is it said to be the most complex? More on that later.
Phytolacca held a folder under his left arm and a bag on his right shoulder, covering his head as he trotted across the cave.
The steel cable above his head is lifting a twenty-meter-long arm. This is just a small arm. The whole arm is a full forty meters long. To be honest, the name Honglian is not as suitable as Liu Bei's because its arm is really It is beyond imagination. It is fifty meters tall and has a forty-meter long arm. The arm is well over the knee. This arm has eleven degrees of freedom. The servo is powered by sixteen high-power three-phase asynchronous motors. Four high-power six-axis traction motors cooperate with the hydraulic system to provide power, each with a power of more than 9000KW. One arm is equivalent to the locomotives of four electric locomotives.
Mr. Ji said that something happened to the lifting system once. The steel cable of an 11-ton component broke while it was being hoisted, and it was smashed on the spot - luckily no one was hit.
Phytolacca said.
Old Man Ji immediately jumped up and shouted, "Don't worry about me, baby, safety production and quality standards, man, machine, materials, laws and regulations, man, machine, materials, laws and regulations!" People come first, and in this place, more than anything else, people are the most likely to go wrong.
"Pretty boy! Pretty boy!" Someone was waving his arms and shouting at Phytolacca not far away from the forklift, "Run faster! Don't occupy the road!"
Phytolacca also waved to him and ran away quickly.
The workshop was filled with aluminum alloy plates. The workers were busy cutting and welding. Phytolacca looked at them curiously. Not knowing what these mountains of aluminum alloy were used for, he walked around to the side and took a step along the stairs. Step by step onto the aerial working surface.
The working surface goes up in circles like a winding mountain road, and there are people working on every floor. Shanglu "borrows, borrows, borrows, borrows" all the way. He wants to go to the highest point, because Old Man Ji is there. , that dirty white coat was stuck next to Honglian's big head.
Today, Old Man Ji will familiarize him with the work content. The chief engineer is responsible for overall coordinating all maintenance, repair, update and testing of the giant weapon. It is one of the most important positions in the 151 base. In addition to commanding operations, the chief engineer must oversee all aspects of the giant weapon. Old man Ji said with pride that there are no more than five experienced giant mechanical engineers like him in the entire human world.
While talking, he handed Shanglu a maintenance manual as thick as Cihai.
"Don't be afraid, your ambition does not depend on your age. Young people have time and energy, as well as talent and talent. Look, the chief engineer of 161 is only thirty years old." Old Man Ji said this, "Give you a few years, you will be 100% Better than him."
"My dear, you have a heavy responsibility." Old Man Ji said again, "The life and death of all mankind, and the only remaining human civilization, all rest on your shoulders. Do you know? You and the base have signed a five-year service agreement. Bar?"
"yes."
"What do you think about changing it to fifty years?"
Phytolacca panting, climbed to the highest platform, raised his head and saw, holy shit.
Where is Old Man Ji?
That dirty white coat disappeared somewhere.
Instead, there was a slender and tall young girl, leaning on the railing of the platform. Like other workers, she was wearing a one-piece blue overalls and a black peaked cap. She was chewing something in her mouth. Her short hair was fluttering in the hot wind, and her eyes didn't know where to focus.
Phytolacca was stunned.
Transform into a living person?
The sound of feet on the metal floor startled her. The girl slowly turned her head, blew a white bubble from her mouth, and focused her eyes on Phytolacca, from bottom to top, and finally landed on his eye-catching white hat.
She tilted her head:
"picket?"
Shanglu was stunned for a second, and then pointed to his helmet in a strange way:
"Supervision."
