Bailey was relieved that Windsor Bello's approach was indeed the best one at the moment. Allen's painstaking efforts were not wasted, and Sirius' combat effectiveness was improved. To operate this project within Sirius, since it is the magic weapon produced by Beth Kede himself, there is no need to worry about having too much impact on the outside magic weapon market. As for someone who wants to put his hand into the pocket of Marshal Tanlang, he has to think about his own weight.
"Let Alan let it go. You can just contact Mirren directly if you need anything." Windsor Bello stretched his waist and said, "I have to go to bed for a while, and I haven't closed my eyes for several days."
Bailey's heart tightened: "Why, has the interstellar defense line been attacked again?"
After all, "Rage" Andos and "Silver Front" Parral attacked once not long ago. If the aliens attack again, the frequency of this attack will obviously be a bit high.
Windsor Bello shrugged and said: "It's nothing, this time it's a fleet, that fellow Andos has healed his scar and forgot the pain. Let me teach him a lesson again, this time it shouldn't be a month or two, don't even think about it." Going to battle. And Kuvag, Mulla and Yuki are all back, so I don’t need to play in the future.”
The three of Kuvag are the generals in Sirius who are second only to Windsor Bellow in terms of combat power. Together with Mirren, they are called the four generals of Sirius. Even if he is thrown into the system of the federal army, he is still a person who can challenge the admiral/general. Except for Mirren, who served as Windsor Bello's adjutant, who had been on his side for many years, the other three generals had their own missions. This time, Windsor Bello transferred them back, and there were four generals guarding them. Unless the Nilms or the Kidds attack with all their strength, Windsor Bello really doesn't have a role to play.
Berri put his mind to rest, ended the communication immediately, and contacted Adjutant Mirren to apply for talent deployment within Sirius. According to Allen's request, he also needs at least one gun designer and a related team. If the final proposal is indeed feasible, at least a small arsenal is needed to meet the production needs of the assembly line.
"No problem. Tomorrow there will be a material starship headed to Pluto, and the technical team you need will go with the ship." Mirren smiled and said, "Tell Sergeant Allen, let him do a good job, and don't disappoint the marshal to him." expect."
This ends the communication.
In the afternoon, Allen extracted ten semi-finished sequence templates from the warehouse. With the assistance of several assistants, after completing the activation of the energy guide array and the installation of the source point, he installed it for the test prepared earlier in the morning. in the gun. At this time, the assistant Adam knocked on the door and came in: "Sergeant, the colonel has transferred to assist the data collection personnel, but they..."
Adam waved his hand twice in the air, and made a helpless expression: "I guess you have to go and see for yourself. I personally don't think they are the best choice."
Allen came to the outside of the workshop building suspiciously, and there were a hundred people standing loosely outside the building. Seeing Alan come out, a man yawned and walked over scratching the back of his head. Seeing Allen, he smiled and said, "It's you? I didn't expect the sergeant to be the supervisor of the serial workshop. No wonder he spoke with confidence yesterday. He is indeed a big shot."
There are not many talents in sequence design, not to mention masters, even technicians are talents that the government and nobles are vying for. Just like Allen, even if he has no other identity, the ability of sequence design alone is enough for him to enjoy various special treatment in the base. Even if he is only a sergeant, even the base director has to be polite when he sees him.
When the battle is unfavorable, the sequence engineer and his team have the right to evacuate first. Not long ago, the sword demon invaded the base, and before Major Luda fled for his life, he also had to give
First arrange for the two technicians in the base to evacuate. It's a pity that they were still killed by the sword demon in the chaos. For this reason, Luda had to face some orders. Of course, with Russen on his side, these allegations could only be let go in the end.
As for now, it is no exaggeration for the man in front of him to call Allen a "big man". It's just that on the chaotic battlefield, most soldiers advocate force, so this claim is more or less demeaning.
Allen looked and recognized this person as Lieutenant Peter, the commander of the Frontier Army who made trouble in the dormitory last night.
"It seems that Colonel Bailey really picked some good candidates for me." Allen said helplessly.
Lieutenant Peter spread his hands and said, "Berry told us to come here, well, now we're seeing. It doesn't look interesting at all, Sergeant, then we'll go first."
He turned to leave, and the first assistant behind Allen called: "Wait, you are the ones called by Colonel Berry to assist us in testing, how can you just leave?"
"Test?" Peter smiled at his soldiers, "We're not interested in what these pussies do."
Bian Rongjun laughed.
Allen also carried a test gun that had just completed the sequence installation in his hand, raised it immediately, and pointed the gun at Peter.
Peter's smile gradually froze, and he turned his head and said, "Sergeant, I don't like being pointed at with a gun."
All the other soldiers also showed malicious smiles. Allen believed that if Peter had an order, they would rush forward desperately. As for the rules of the base, it is basically dispensable to the frontier army. Allen raised his arm, inspired by the source force, the lines on the gun lit up, and blasted a flaming missile into the sky. The flickering flaming missile went straight to the sky tens of meters before it exploded with all its power, forming a ball of fire.
Peter frowned: "A magic gun? Is this your weapon, Sergeant?"
"If you participate in the test, it may be your weapon." Allen said.
Peter shrugged, "I'm not interested in kid stuff like that."
"I don't think you understand, Lieutenant." Allen looked at the soldiers behind him: "I mean you, not you. I mean the soldiers under your command. They may be equipped with such weapons, understand? ?”
"Impossible." Peter shook his head and said, "These guys, at most, have seven or eight levels of source power, and they can't even drive a level one magic weapon. You still expect them to be equipped with magic guns!"
"If it's just to develop conventional weapons, what do I want you to do?" Allen shook the magic gun in his hand and said: "This is a project to realize the conventionalization of magic weapons. Once realized, even soldiers can use them." Magic weapons, as long as they have a level four or five source power. I don't think it's difficult, right?"
He paused, and then said: "I know very well who you are. You were cast aside and not reused. So you faced the world with indifference and laughter, but this can't change anything. I think you will also I know this very well, and I dare not say what kind of changes these tests can bring to you. But at least, if you are still a little bit unwilling, if you still remember the original intention of joining the army, then come and find me. At least try It's not a big loss for you, is it?"
After finishing speaking, they did not wait for Peter and the others to agree. Allen gestured and returned to the workshop with a few assistants. Peter and the others stood outside the workshop, and these people put away the sloppy expressions on their faces, obviously thinking about what Allen said just now. After a long time, Peter asked, "What do you say?"
The soldier said: "Boss, you have the final say."
"I think that kid is right. Anyway, at most one afternoon will be wasted." Peter shrugged and said, "We have been wasting time since we were thrown into the frontier army, do we still care about such an extra afternoon? "
The answer is naturally no, so these hundreds of people walked into the workshop one after another.
There is an open space behind the workshop, which is usually used to test Mowu. Now have a row of practice targets set up. Peter and the others asked Allen to take it to the open space, as Allen requested. They will be divided into ten groups, ten people in each group, and they will take turns shooting with test guns to collect a series of reference data such as sequence power, number of uses, and the average source power level of soldiers.
At first the soldiers were dubious, until the first group of people successfully activated the sequence and blasted the row/target into ashes with fire missiles, the soldiers were all excited. Among them, the highest level of source power is only level eight, and even a level of magic weapon can't be driven. Now they have successfully used the sub-magic weapon, which is like a dream for them.
Allen and his assistant were busy collecting data, and the shooting target was blasted to ashes, and the power was not bad. However, the equivalent of the sequence's demand for source power exceeded Allen's set value, because after a few soldiers with low source power levels fired a shot, they were almost drained of source power and couldn't stand up. Allen wanted.
So he and his assistant adjusted the sequence of the test guns before letting the second group play.
Next, through several sets of tests, the sequence was constantly adjusted. In the last group, they shot a total of three rounds before they met Allen's most basic requirements.
It's evening, today's test ends here. When Allen asked the soldiers to take back the test guns in their hands, they were still a little bit reluctant. Allen stepped forward and said to Peter: "If you are willing to cooperate, in three days, I hope you can change another group of soldiers to report to me."
Lieutenant Peter frowned and said, "Isn't it better for these guys? I think as long as you agree, they all want to live here."
Allen shook his head and smiled: "This project is proposed for promotion in the whole army. I want to collect as many soldiers' source force parameters as possible, so as to finally determine the consumption equivalent of the sequence. Therefore, the more bases of experimenters, the more Well, the reference data obtained in this way will be the most accurate."
"Well, anyway, I don't understand your stuff." Pete suddenly put away his smile, and said in a deep voice, "I thank you on behalf of them, Sergeant. You gave them a chance to try."
Allen shook his head and said, "No, you are the ones who should be thankful. You gave yourself a chance."
Peter said with a smile: "No matter what, at least before leaving Blood Eagle Base, these guys found the feeling of being soldiers again. I think we will miss this place after we leave."
After handing over the follow-up work to the assistant, Allen and Peter walked out of the workshop together, and said, "What's going on with the frontier army?"
"Don't you understand everything?" Peter looked at him and said.
Allen smiled and said, "Are you referring to rumors? But I want to know the real you, so that my parameter collection work may go smoothly."
"Actually, it's nothing. To put it bluntly, we are just like those guys from the assault battalion. But I still envy those guys from the assault battalion. At least, they can still die on the battlefield. The real battlefield!" Peter bowed his head. , a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The afterglow of the setting sun cast a deep shadow on his face.
(end of this chapter)