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Smiling, Compton said to Tian Xingjian: "Lieutenant, since there are discrepancies between the data you calculated and the plan, you can tell them about it to convince them. I will not care about it."
Casting a sharp look at the major, Compton turned and walked away.
Seeing the director leave, the people in the second room immediately became agitated again, shouting: "That's right! Let's make things clear!"
"I don't know clearly, wait to kowtow and admit my mistake!"
The group of people who thought the director was secretly conniving at him had a sneer on their faces, waiting to see how the lieutenant would make a fool of himself.
Tian Xingjian pulled out the new map of Rome in the computer, looked at these people and asked, "Do you kowtow to admit your mistake when I'm right?"
The major and Curran looked at each other, and after listening to the encouragement of other staff officers behind them, they said decisively: "Of course!"
"Very good!" Tian Xingjian didn't want to entangle with these guys anymore, pointing to the simulated map on the computer screen and said, "Did you see this enemy base 200 kilometers away from the vertical line of the defense line at point e and point h? "
Several staff officers in the second room came up and looked around, and immediately changed their expressions. This is a temporary base where an imperial armored division is stationed. The intelligence shows that this division is taking a rest, but the side line of defense from here to New Rome is only 200 kilometers away. This force can be put into battle in less than two hours, and it is purely dreamlike for a fully mechanized and reinforced infantry regiment to block this armored division for an hour!
Fatty folded his arms and looked at the blue-faced staff officers and sneered: "This kind of plan is not rubbish, what is rubbish, the plan I thought of with my second child is better than yours!"
Ke Lun lowered his head in shame, and the major said unconvincedly: "What's so great about just picking on the fault? If you don't deploy troops on the flanks, how can you defend against the nearly three times difference in strength between the enemy and us?"
The fat man sneered and said, "I said you are a pig brain, you really are, I just do calculations, those are the problems you solve, if your bra is torn, you take off your trousers, and your chest will not be exposed? Besides, you took off so clean, Not even a pair of underwear, idiot!"
As he spoke, he picked up a pen and drew a line on the combat map, threw it to the major and said, "Three divisions can be launched at the same time to attack two armored divisions occupying high ground within ten kilometers in front? Do you think these mechs are like mice?" Size? The right-wing infantry defense is not built on the high ground one kilometer behind. What kind of hero is it on the plain? Even if the enemy's attack breaks through, the defensive troops at point t can establish a support line of defense behind point r within three minutes. Just turn your mouth around, you can't even see this, what kind of *bird staff officer!"
Seeing that they were speechless, the fat man waved his hand and said, "I don't want you to kowtow either. Today I passed you off as a fart. I dare to treat it as a joke when I make plans in the future. I wiped my nose and threw it back for you. After you have mastered this level of Lao Tzu, you will think it through before you come back, now you all get the fuck out of me!"
Although the staff officer in the second room was ashamed and annoyed, he was relieved when he heard that there was no need to kowtow, and he dragged the major and the red-faced Ke Lun away.
The staff members of the other research rooms watching the excitement at the door also dispersed with embarrassment. This time, they have gained experience. They usually look down on the people in the sixth room and chatter around, but they never thought that their plan would eventually pass the calculation of the sixth room. , if you wipe your nose when you pick a mistake, you will lose all your face.
The staff members of the sixth room only felt exasperated and raised their eyebrows. The grievances they had suffered these days all returned at once. Just laugh and high-five to celebrate.
Pat also laughed, regardless of these villainous guys, left humming the tune after dinner in the six rooms at night, this good old man is also a bad guy.
The people in the sixth room asked the fat man: "Fatty man, how did you see the problem with the Curran plan?"
The fat man waved his hand foolishly and said, "Damn it, I thought his plan was good at first, and I used the front finger to confuse my impression by memorizing it, but I was scolded all the time. I didn't scold me back when I had this opportunity? Why did the front finger scold me?" , I¡¯ll scold him no matter what!¡±
The six rooms collectively sweated profusely, secretly rejoicing.
After this incident, the staff of the Sixth Research Office turned into Xiangmomo, especially after a few outrageous plans were found out and were thrown back by the staff of the Sixth Office. After all, the face of the military staff is still important, offending the sixth room, every battle plan is scrutinized one by one with a magnifying glass, even if there is no problem, they can find out the problem.
Only a small group of people knew about the conflict, but those who had been in contact with Fatty never dared to challenge his authority. Although they did not get everyone's approval, in some people's minds, the sixth room was probably the one with the highest level in the war department. ?This is a fat lieutenant who has been in a daze for a long time in a deserted room.
There are also keen guesses that the lieutenant is the company commander who made the classic deduction, but Compton categorically denied it. When he asked his friends in the front finger, he got a negative answer, but these denials made this guard even more. The lieutenant who performed calculations in front of the computer became more and more mysterious.
However, this fat man was born with a face that deserves to be beaten, and he doesn't have the demeanor of a master at all. As long as he doesn't offend him, he always has a wretched and wretched appearance. There are many people who are not convinced. , the fat man has become a representative of being arrogant, vulgar, ignorant, pretending to understand when a cat meets a dead mouse, and his reputation is basically gone.
Especially some female confidential secretaries or female staff officers, after listening to people talking too much, they become more and more disgusted with this obsessed fat man for no reason.
"War in the Sky" finally started as scheduled. Fatty, who took a day off, was specially invited to stay in the simulation cabin, his eyes glowing. These masters are so excited that they urinate frequently and tremble all over.
As soon as he entered the game, the fat man was dumbfounded, boot camp! An instructor carrying a big knife is exactly the same as the previous bear instructor.
The fat man who was returned to the furnace almost cried, and reluctantly participated in the training camp. After passing various exams, he got a personal intelligence, strength, speed, and endurance indicators. Looking at the results, they are not bad.
Leading a 700-year-old et mecha out of the training camp, the fat man was ecstatic, no one on the Internet knew who he was, howling like an upstart, masters, here I come!
There is a fart for the master, in front of the fat man, there are all et mechs all over the world, none of them pay attention to the fat man, how can they make a move? Such a mecha, no matter how good the control technology is, it is useless.
Tian Xingjian was depressed for a long time, so he had to calm down and carefully study the system settings of the game. The et mecha received from the boot camp can be continuously upgraded. The parts needed for the upgrade can only be obtained by doing tasks or fighting robbers. When the parts are assembled , you can go to the Mech Modification Center to apply for an upgrade. The upgraded mechas are all kinds of famous private mechas in the past, ranging from the lowest level to the highest level.
But the fat man didn't like it at all. He directly chose the profession of mechanical maintenance soldier. In addition to being an old line of business, the system also set up this profession to manufacture his own mecha. As long as the parts are combined, it will be natural To generate a good mech, if you combine it randomly, you will get only scrap products, and the parts will also be scrapped.
The success rate of such a synthesis is very low, and even if it succeeds, there is almost no advantage over those professionally researched mechs.
Due to the authenticity of the game, the intelligent game center's judgment on mecha manufacturing is in line with realistic logic. Without proficient professional knowledge and proficient modification skills, it is difficult to build a mecha.
In the eyes of many people, the profession of mechanical repairman is an auxiliary to save maintenance costs, but in the eyes of Fatty, it is the capital to make a fortune. After all, this game is developed based on the war simulation network he participated in. For these data, Fatty Knows better than anyone that with the right parts, he can build a better mech.
The only regret is that biological two-state metals are absolutely confidential, and it is impossible to put the data into the game. The only available materials and parts that can be used are publicly available.
After completing a series of tasks, the fat man successfully changed his job to a mechanical repair soldier, and got an automatic mechanical maintenance arm. Looking at the familiar guy in his hand, the fat man squinted his eyes and smiled triumphantly. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com