"Sandstorm?" Miss Lin frowned and asked through the intercom, "When will there be a sandstorm?"
The other person replied, "If there are conditions for generation, we will also ask so that we can prepare a plan in advance."
Hearing this, Miss Lin looked at Feng Jun and gave her a questioning look.
Feng Jun spread his hands, "I can't answer you. There are different levels of sandstorms, but their electric version of the rain praying array is relatively weak. It will be more troublesome if it encounters a slightly larger sandstorm."
Ms. Lin looked up at the sky, "Where is your rain prayer formation? Should it be stronger?"
"I am stronger," Feng Jun replied in a deep voice, "The key is that with me here, no matter how big the sandstorm is, it will be nothing more than that."
Ms. Lin¡¯s eyes rolled, ¡°That means you can also protect them?¡±
"Why should I protect them?" Feng Jun looked at her strangely, "Sandstorms can also block satellites, and when the sandstorm subsides, the rain praying array can still be used as usual You don't think that the space battleship will be blocked by the sandstorm? Blow away?"
"This" Miss Lin frowned. She felt that there was something wrong with Feng Jun's words, but she couldn't tell what exactly was wrong.
Feng Jun saw it clearly, "You have the same problem as me. You are too nosy. No one is born in debt to anyone. Moreover, this is our army they are not flowers in the greenhouse. They are not flowers in the greenhouse. Grow through the storm.¡±
In the past, he might not have said such a thing, but in the Human Federation, he witnessed a war that lasted for nearly two years. The human army there, including the city defense army, their brave orders People admire.
Ms. Lin thought for a while and nodded reluctantly, "Okay, maybe you are right."
"You stay here," Feng Jun threw away the cigarette butt, turned and went downstairs, "I'm going to take a nap."
He slept until dusk. When he got up, he learned that the reception ceremony had been held in the afternoon, and a big leader came to preside over it. Someone mentioned that the donor was also in Taklimakan, but it was a bit far away.
"Then there was no more, because someone said that the donor was not interested in participating in the ceremony, and besides, he came all night and went to bed now.
This may not be a deliberate use of eye drops. Feng Jun must have an explanation for not showing up on such occasions.
The person who came also knew that this was an unintentional meeting. Otherwise, who would miss such an occasion? So I just smiled and said, "The little guy is quite interesting it's hard enough, let him do it."
Ms. Lin has always been on the move. After introducing the situation to Feng Jun, she tentatively asked, "There is a dinner party, do you want to go?"
"You can go if you want," Feng Jun replied casually. He knew very well that it was very, very rare for her to stay in the industry without going to the big boss. "I'll wait for them to get familiar with the equipment for two days." , I¡¯m leaving too.¡±
"If you don't go, I won't bother to go," Miss Lin's statement actually tied herself to Feng Jun's chariot, "Where should I sleep at night?"
"They didn't arrange a place for you to live?" Feng Jun looked at her in surprise, and then waved his hand simply, "You can sleep anywhere, just don't sleep and I'll stay here. It's already very long for you to stay here during the day." I¡¯ll give you face.¡±
Ms. Lin frowned and said, "It's very windy and sandy outside, but it's a little better here."
Feng Jun ignored her and asked another question, "Will this news be broadcast tonight?"
"Impossible," Miss Lin shook her head and answered simply, "There is no way to make these devices public, how should we report them?"
Feng Jun pondered for a while and murmured softly, "You can cut off the beginning and the endforget it, if you really want to live here with me, I will just go back to Luohua, see you tomorrow!"
After finishing speaking, he disappeared in a flash. Miss Lin was stunned for a moment and stamped her foot fiercely, "This bastard!"
Feng Jun returned to Luohua. It was already late at night here. He did not rest, but continued to present some information. He really gained a lot in the Federation. If the translation speed here can keep up, he can produce more There is really too much information.
Unconsciously, he was busy until dawn. Considering that it was still dark over there, he went to Australia and Gaul for no other reason than to see the development of overseas Taoist sects.
By the time he returned to the profession, the genius here had just turned a little gray.
Feng Jun set up the rain praying formation again, and then entered the row, but was shocked to find that Miss Lin was really rude. She had just gotten up and was folding the quilt after spending the night in the row.
?????????????????????How much money is needed is a matter of words, but they are not short of money at all. Then, there is only one possibility that can prevent Feng Jun from serving the country-accidental death!
They especially want to arrange bodyguards for Feng Jun - the kind who dare to block wooden bullets with their bodies, to escort him to alien planets.
"But it's a pity that Feng Jun doesn't like it, and everyone has some guesses about that unknown world - it is estimated that only people with Feng Jun's magical ability can survive.
So now everyone¡¯s choice is: if something happens and the space fleet must be dispatched, battalion-level units will be enough, and two regiment-level battleships will appear as the final trump card.
Therefore, the current test flight of the battalion-level warship can be regarded as the final test. It does not need to fly too high, it can be driven, it can be moved appropriately, and some functions can be tested.
However, just before dawn, a piece of news came: a sandstorm was coming!
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