The technical bottleneck of current mainstream 3D printing technology is relatively slow operation speed and poor resolution.
When higher-level solutions are required, 3D printing technology creates structures layer by layer, and when creating structures, insufficient resolution is the main cause of inefficiency.
The nanoscale 3D printing technology obtained from the Science and Technology Library uses ultra-short extreme ultraviolet light to solidify to form nanoscale products.
However, after studying so many things, laser is one of Chen Mo's best technologies. The laser research on holographic technology has enabled him to have a thorough understanding of laser technology, and he has also accumulated a lot of corresponding technologies.
Nanoscale 3D printing technology, for Chen Mo's current technical reserves, is mainly about resolution, new materials, ultraviolet ink (UV ink) and curing degree.
Among the technologies obtained, there is a new formula of UV ink called electronic-based ink. Under the bombardment of high-energy electron beams, the double bonds of monomers or polymer materials are released, free radicals are generated and then polymerized. The principle is similar to EB ink.
The formulas of the two are different and the effects are also different. According to the information obtained by Chen Mo, the curing degree of electronic-based ink is close to 100%, which is higher than EB ink. Moreover, the applicable connecting materials for electronic-based inks are not limited to acrylic resins and reactive monomers, but are much wider than EB inks and are suitable for most materials.
The design conditions of 3D printers themselves are also different. These ultra-precision devices have very demanding environmental requirements. After determining the technical direction of the 3D printer, Chen Mo started designing, hoping to develop this nano 3D printer as soon as possible.
This is one of the key technologies for industrial upgrading. With this ultra-precision printer, Chen Mo can completely break free from restrictions, and the speed of most research will soar at a high speed.
Chen Mo entered a research state and completely forgot about the outside world.
The outside world is not peaceful, especially in that corner of Africa. Angora Diodin died, and the news caused violent shocks within Angola.
In just one day, various voices appeared on the local news in Angola, and some Diodin supporters had begun to organize demonstrations.
More and more people believe it was murder.
There seems to be an invisible hand that makes public opinion and investigations go in the direction people speculate. On the third day after Diodin's death, the murderer was caught and was an agent of the Angolan authorities.
As soon as the news came out, the whole of Angola was shaken, and the incident instantly became global news. Many Western media began to criticize the Angolan authorities and exclude dissidents.
This was a premeditated murder.
Among civilians, those who opposed the Angolan authorities began to organize large demonstrations demanding that Vasolun step down.
Not long after the demonstration, Vassolun delivered a live television speech for about 40 minutes to the people of Angola, denying involvement in the incident and calling on all parties to calm down and wait for the investigation to be clear.
Diodin's party publicly stated that it did not accept Vasorun's remarks and demanded that he step down immediately. The controlling hand aroused public anger and caused riots in Angola, and then the march turned into a violent protest.
The escalating protests forced Vassoln to dispatch police to disperse the protesters, and the situation spiraled out of control.
When the situation almost got out of control, news came out that the agent who murdered Diodin confessed and provided a recording in which Vasoron asked him to assassinate Diodin.
This news became the straw that broke the camel's back.
Under the control of the Black Hand, public dissatisfaction boiled over, and a large-scale movement broke out in Angola, demanding that Vasolun step down. Protests and riots began to cause chaos throughout Angola.
Vassolun also gave a public live broadcast speech again, bluntly saying that this was a frame-up, denying any involvement in Dioddin's murder, refusing to step down, and ordering the army to disperse the protesters.
The violence resulted in 5 deaths and 12 injuries, making things even more out of control. Almost at the same time, various countries issued travel warnings for Angola and began to evacuate expatriates.
Various protests and riots lasted for more than a month.
When Vasorun could no longer bear it and began to arrest protesters, Diodin's party led 30,000 troops to flee and openly recruited people to resist Vasolun. At that time, there were countless recruits, and Angola was almost on the verge of civil war. edge. And this violent protest is still continuing.
This turmoil has attracted the attention of the international community.
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Wit smiled slightly when he saw the camp in front of him and walked over.
"stop."
Before he reached the door, Witt felt a chill in his forehead. Several guns were already stuck on his forehead. If he dared to move, he would definitely be dead.
"What are you here for?" asked the armed man with a gun in front.
"I came to your leader to negotiate a deal. It's very important." Wit raised his hands, not daring to act rashly. These people are desperate for their lives. If he messes up, he will become a sieve.
The leading armed men looked at each other, winked, and began to search. From top to bottom, every part of the body was touched twice to make sure there was nothing wrong. Then the group pressed Witte and walked towards the camp.
Lyric was sitting in the camp. In front of him was Murmi, the leader of Diodin's faction who had just escaped from Vasoron. Most of the other leaders had been captured and imprisoned.
Just as Lyric was about to tell them to form an armed resistance, a soldier hurried in and spoke a few words in Murmi's ear.
"Someone came and wanted to trade with us," Murmi said.
"You talk to him and ask him what deal he wants to do?" Lyric thought for a moment, then stood in Murmi, like a security guard. Seeing people coming in, he also calmed down and looked at Witte carefully.
"What deal do you want to make?" Murmi asked calmly.
"We can provide you with a large amount of weapons and equipment assistance to overthrow Vasolun." Waiting for the armed men to leave, Witte spoke.
Murmi's eyes narrowed into slits and his emotions were not shown.
"What are your conditions?"
"Not much. After you come to power, listen to us, and then we need some oil fields and mineral exploration rights in return for providing weapons and equipment." Witt said.
"What can you provide?" Murmi did not agree.
"American equipment and international pressure can help you if necessary." Witt said calmly. Having said this, anyone who is not a fool would know who is behind Murmi.
Murmi glanced at Lyric without leaving any trace, but didn't see him nod, and couldn't agree: "We need to think about it."
"Okay, you only have two days, please call me on this phone." This result was expected by Witt, who casually handed over a phone number to Murmi and left the camp under the escort of armed personnel.
"Westerners." After Witt left, Lyric laughed.
Enemies meet on a narrow road, there is no better way to describe it now. If they knew that the people who create biological terror are the people they want to help, it would be wonderful to see the expressions on those people's faces.
"Mr. Lyric, will you agree to them?" Murmi asked.
"I will give you the answer tonight. If you don't have a reply from me, don't agree. Recruit people first. There will be many arrangements later." Lyric thought for a while and said. Now the plan is just the beginning. They need a Vasolun who has no reputation at all, and then pull him down before he can legitimately replace him.
"Okay." Murmi nodded hurriedly.
"They want to provide you with weapons, equipment and support?"
On a small island off the coast of Angora, Reedman watched the news of various protests on TV, his eyes narrowed into a straight line, making it difficult to see the joy and anger. Lyric came to contact them, and some American agents wanted to provide them with equipment and then become their puppet.
This is interesting.
Reedman smiled softly and recovered quickly. He tapped his fingers on the armrest of the sofa, as if he was planning something in his mind: "Promise them, the more support the better."
(End of chapter)