The asteroid battlefield is in a stalemate stage. Even the location of the frontline command organization such as the "Changying" air space carrier is also one of the important relay platforms for the air and space support forces. Thousands of unmanned fighter jets take off every hour, which is very important to the asteroid battlefield.
The "enemy-occupied areas" of the planet carry out non-stop bombing; various elite commandos also use this as a transit point, serving as the forward claws of the "Yu Guang Divine Bird", carrying blessing power, rushing to the front of the battle line, and providing ground forces with provide support.
At the same time, as the asteroid battlefield's biggest target besides the main base, the aerospace carrier is also always facing siege from extraterrestrial species and vicious living creatures. Anyone with a discerning eye knows that from the moment it was renamed "Changying", this space carrier will basically not jump into space again. The most ideal result is that when the asteroid transforms into a demiplane, it is "accommodated" together, but the largest
The possibility is still to serve as a target and sacrifice in the demiplane transformation stage, to attract as much firepower as possible to the asteroid and complete the final containment.
Of course, the possibility of being shot down mid-flight is not small.
Therefore, the pressure on the officers and soldiers on the space carrier is still very high. The "Eight Major Offices" located on the inner layer are better. In various external combat functional areas, the outer armor will be damaged from time to time, and there may even be trouble rushing in. Because of this, the code of conduct requires that all on-board personnel, like front-line combatants, wear double layers of armor, that is, an inner layer of exoskeleton and an outer layer of powered armor. Each of them is a steel monster of about three meters to avoid possible dangers that may appear at any time.
Unpredictable danger.
There is no problem with Caodian's requirements, but it undoubtedly brings a lot of trouble to Ronan's drawing work.
Medical officer Xiang Pei understands this.
He also changed his angle and looked at several sketches of the Tactical Intelligence Office work area that Ronan had found. The more he looked at it, the more he shook his head: "I can't tell the difference anyway... Relatively speaking, the Kushu people may be better off because they are taller. ah."
Someone next to me laughed: "Lao Gan, I'm talking about you."
Gan Fei, the only Kushu medical officer in the team, shook his head-sized armored fist at his fellow medical officer: "Discrimination, I will remember you."
"My surname is Xiang."
"Okay to discriminate."
The medical officers in the room were laughing and joking. Xiang Pei was not as familiar with them as they were. They turned to look at Ronan again: "So is it really okay?"
Ronan said "Yeah": "As long as you know their respective work stations and division of responsibilities in advance, you can barely tell. Besides, this is only the first round. At this stage, we are focusing on functional characteristics, not personal characteristics. "
"What?"
"The idea is to first see whether everyone is qualified for the job."
"No, I mean, the first round? Are you going to run again later?"
"Otherwise?" Ronan sighed, "The sense is not enough, I have to use my legs and feet."
"Awesome! For many years, the Normal School has been trying to get someone like you..."
"I understand the work ethics of laboratory dogs."
Medical officer Xiang Pei laughed: "Speaking of professional ethics... How can I be competent? Based on your paintings?"
"Based on the correspondence and comprehensive analysis of various data. Of course, a standardized assessment of each functional area and the overall operating status of the space carrier is also required. I applied to Colonel Fang Shu to download the relevant data."
While talking, Ronan gave all the drawings related to the Tactical Intelligence Department to "Snail", and through the pre-arranged recognition function sequence, the portraits, historical data and real-time data were segmented and matched.
Doctor Xiang tried hard to understand what Ronan meant, but he still felt something was wrong: "Does it feel a little misaligned with our project?" "I think it's okay. After all, personal status has ups and downs, and the upper and lower limits may not be easy to grasp; but he There are standards for the status and efficiency in a specific working environment. It’s easy to say if you are competent, otherwise you will be reminded or transferred as soon as possible.
. We can add more stress tests in the future...but only after we have a clear grasp of the most basic operating status. "
Ronan paused for a moment and seemed to smile: "I also have a little selfish consideration, hoping to complete the one-by-one correspondence and complete restoration of all functional areas and personnel configurations on a space carrier in this way."
Medical Officer Xiang Pei really didn't understand it at first, so he subconsciously asked: "What?" "To put it simply, I want to restore the Changying space carrier one to one in the inner space simulator. Even if the future reaches a place completely unrelated to this time and space, it can be reproduced as long as there is production equipment.
The kind that comes out. "
"Tsk, do you really want to be a spy? Then don't choose this 'Magnetic Mountain' level. It is said that the Central Sector is already two generations ahead of us... It's really cool to have unlimited resources."
Medical Officer Xiang Pei has always been bad at grasping jokes, and no one takes them seriously anyway.
He thought about it again and suddenly understood: "So you are that kind of figurine maniac?"
This time it was Ronan's turn to be stunned. Medical officer Xiang Pei got it all: "I understand, I understand. But what about the people? The space carrier is actually easy to handle. As long as you have permission, just download a set of model drawings. But you have to deal with thousands of people on the ship." Restore? Wait a moment
, there seems to be no problem if it is the current double-layer armor. "
Ronan looked at his fellow medical officer, who looked confused.
"What's wrong?"
"Everyone is different. Responsibilities, positioning, division of labor, etc. Even technicians are divided into maintenance technicians, operators and medical officers, not to mention personal characteristics."
"Yes, yes, everyone has his soul." After all, medical officer Xiang Pei is also a seasoned veteran with high attainments in psychology. Of course, he knows how to deal with bigots in certain fields: "Please be sure to engrave a copy of my soul inside... Damn. This
It doesn't seem right. "
Ronan actually laughed and didn't continue the topic. At this time, the "snail", which had become accustomed to cooperating with the inner universe simulator, efficiently completed the relevant tasks and sent back the results.
Therefore, Medical Officer Xiang Pei saw that in the virtual workspace projected by Ronan, it seemed that the real-time monitoring screen of the Tactical Intelligence Department appeared.
Colonel Hong Shuang sat high on the suspended commander's chair, overlooking the entire work area.
It was filled with dozens of colonel officers, lieutenants, and non-commissioned officers who were responsible for running errands, sergeants, etc. Basically everyone had double-layer armor and could only be distinguished by their model and some military rank markings.
Most people were busy at their respective workstations, some raised their hands to signal, and some simply went to Colonel Hong Shuang and asked her for instructions.
In the flow and changes of the painting, the shadows of Ronan's brushstrokes still remain. It is these tiny "excesses" that remind the onlookers that there is some kind of force field between the tangible and the intangible in this area.
There was no sound but there seemed to be noisy and tense noises penetrating directly into the ears;
There were no more details but it was as if there was some kind of torrent of information rushing through it.
"Oh, this effect works."
Having said that, Medical Officer Xiang Pei didn't understand what Ronan was planning to do: "Animation of the sketch?"
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Ronan put his hand into the virtual workspace, stirring up the projection light and the "animation". Then he moved his hands together inside, gathering the "animation" into his palms, and then Open it again.
The "animation" is gone, replaced by a personal "portrait"...well, still a sketch. The "portrait" belongs to Colonel Hong Shuang. It should have been cut out from several sketches of working scenes in the Tactical Intelligence Department. I don't know if the "snail" has been filled in automatically, or it is a combination of several other sketches of the same scene.
Stack on top.
At first glance, the lines are very simple, a little messy, and slightly deformed compared to the real person, but it captures the harsh and cold characteristics of the gray-haired lady, and her cold eyes seem to be staring through the projection area.
He grinned subconsciously at his fellow medical officer, and then looked at the size and shape of the "portrait". Although there were still some differences, it seemed vaguely similar to some traditional board and card games in the Hanguang Galaxy.
He asked more: "What is this?"
"The cards we Earthlings prefer to play."
Ronan rubbed his fingers, and Lieutenant Hong Shuang's "portrait" and a "pile" of similar cards spread out below.
Looking at those faces that seemed familiar yet unfamiliar, it was difficult to stop grinning at the fellow medical officer: "It seems that Colonel Hong Shuang of the Tactical Intelligence Department is not wearing armor. Where did these other portraits come from?"
"Don't you have personal information? Just make a correspondence...and doesn't it have a back side?" Ronan tapped his fingers on the virtual workspace, and a group of cards that had just been laid out on it were turned over. The backs are indeed the working images of their respective double-layer armors, but they have been deliberately blurred and not colored. At first glance,
There is almost no difference after removing the dust, and it can be used as the pattern on the back of the card.
Medical officer Xiang Peer gasped: Although he has not verified each one, it can be considered that he has made it. It is indeed a figurine maniac! Next step……
"We need to do further functional correspondence. I just have something, Brother Xiang, can you help me?"
"It's okay for me to be your uncle..." Having said that, Medical Officer Xiang Pei still cheered up, "What's the matter?"
"I just asked Chief Chaku about some codes. He wants to find the Information Equipment Department. The person in charge there should be Colonel Su Heng?"
"Yes, that's the one you ordered to be locked up in the dark room."
"I haven't seen him today. Did he go in?"
"No, or maybe I have to go to the main base before going in. He is already on the rotation list."
"Then he's still on duty?" "He's still there. He was originally taking a break. After participating in the heart-to-heart talk, the teacher's teacher recommended him to rest. He seemed to be experiencing symptoms of drowsiness. But four hours ago, wasn't there a wave of alien species? Was it forcibly teleported in? The upper deck is broken.
The damage was quite serious, two hangars were damaged, and there was a problem with the light rail line. When things got busy over there, it would be difficult for him to escape. "
Don't look at the medical officer who is gossipy, gossipy, long-winded, and sometimes over-jokes, but he has a clear understanding of all the personnel on the space carrier who need to be closely observed, and he can track and update them in real time.
"Are you looking for him?"
"The corrected evaluation data will be cleaned and imported in batches to complete the correspondence. Several parameters need to be formulated, involving the configuration of the functional areas of the ship body, and the Information Equipment Department must provide permissions."
"Ask the teacher. He is leading people over there. The information equipment area is a high-incidence area for 'Internet bugs', and he wants to conduct real-time monitoring."
"learn."
Ronan expressed his gratitude and immediately followed the advice of medical officer Xiang Peer and contacted Professor Lan. The call was quickly connected, and after hearing Ronan's statement, Professor Lan said: "It's just right, why don't you come over, and Xiang also comes over. We can communicate in a timely manner about any problems, and also have a consultation together."
