The original rugby-shaped cockpit of "Zocock" Mecha was installed with six layers of pressure-resistant armor shell, and the visual porthole was completely sealed. Several original hydraulic rods with high-brightness searchlight water monitors were used to drive the limbs, and a hose was used to fill the pressurized fluid "muscle-like" motive water, which can make the pressure outside the joints reach a balanced state through independent pressurization. When the fragile Mecha joints are active, they are crushed by the external water pressure of terror.
In terms of weapon equipment, except for the remaining "fangs Ⅳ" torpedoes, explosive harpoons are hidden everywhere in the body, and even in close combat, there is no dead angle to attack.
In this way, the original weight was less than 6 tons, and the Zokor became a monster of nearly 40 tons. The most important thing for the power system engineering department was to dismantle a slave fleet warship and install an auxiliary engine to remove seawater external coolant. This auxiliary engine can reach the maximum output power of 60%. This limit data can make this body water have a speed of 75 knots, which is almost more than twice the maximum speed of nuclear submarines in the old era.
"This thing … can really hold the water pressure outside?" Previously, the middle-aged engineer against Diana’s hat pulled the strong man’s sleeve next to him and murmured in a low voice.
"You don’t finish the design, we are responsible for the processing and assembly." The strong man touched a handful of stubble that has been more than half an inch long. "According to the test results, it should be resistant …"
"That is to input all kinds of data into the computer for virtual test, and this thing has not even touched the water!" The middle-aged man shook his head again and again. "You know, when I was working in Anaheim, the newly developed body had to undergo at least 15 human-machine tests and six bionic driver tests before it was officially delivered to the test pilot. I really accepted it so rashly …"
"Is" the middle-aged man’s words haven’t finished yet, and another engineer answered the words, "No matter how this thing is changed, it’s still Zuokeke’s skeleton, and Zuokeke’s ultimate diving depth is 100 meters … Even if the machine can withstand the water pressure of 3 thousand meters from all the data, I don’t know what’s actually going on until I really get into the water … and I don’t know who will be so unlucky to be selected as the driver of this machine."
"Anyway, it won’t be me." The middle-aged man left the corners of his mouth. "I witnessed a test driver being locked up and exposed to radiation in the cockpit for 30 minutes because of an unexpected failure of the safety system … Although later people were rescued, he suffered from root therapy to treat acute radiation sickness. After only four hours, his skin was rotten and there was no good place, and then his muscles melted into lumps of blood …"
As he spoke, the middle-aged man became more and more pale and consciously put his hand over his mouth.
"You’re the first person I’ve ever seen who can spit himself out." The strong man smiled dryly. "But you can rest assured that if something really goes wrong with this thing, it won’t take more than three seconds for it to be completely crushed from the cockpit. Soon you won’t know anything."
"Anyway, I don’t want to die." The middle-aged man took out a water bag from his pocket and gulped it hard. "It was after the accident that I secretly cancelled my mecha driver’s license. When people asked me, I also told others directly that I wouldn’t do this kind of thing … Anyway, I wouldn’t sit in the cockpit even if I was killed in my life."
"Yeah, the engineer in charge of research and development of the mecha has such a strong psychological shadow on driving the mecha that others will not believe it." The strong man scratched his head. "Then why don’t you change jobs since you are so afraid?"
"I majored in mechanical dynamics in college, and my salary for researching and developing military armor is three to five times less than that for those companies that produce civil machinery … after all, it’s not enough to earn some hard money. I wouldn’t have jumped here if the treatment of the hunting gods was attractive enough. Aren’t you?"
"Me? Of course I’m not. I decided to come here because I was curious about Agunakotor … Hey, it seems that the deputy head wants to drive this machine by himself? " The strong man is 1.9 meters tall, so even in the back row of the crowd, he can clearly see what happened at the front.
"Leighton That guy mecha driver’s license level is not high? " The middle-aged man stood on tiptoe, and the Apostle let his vision cross the front and the head was dark. "If you want to say that the driving skills in the hunting group of the hunting gods are the best, you should count that little girl named valentina. I saw her fighting in the former mecha contest, and even that fuck can definitely be ranked among the top pilots, but I haven’t seen her for a long time. I guess she’s not Aguna Kotor now, right?"
"Not only her head, deputy head of hound, deputy head of Ivan and deputy head of Asano Zhao have disappeared for a while … Alas, I don’t know if they are still alive in this situation." Another engineer sighed. "I came to the hunting god hunting group to covet their high monthly salary, but I didn’t expect to spread this shit now."
"The deputy head was stopped by several people, all of whom were senior cadres in the hunting group." The strong man continued to "broadcast" the real-time dynamics ahead to his companions. "After all, he is the only deputy head who stayed in Aguna Kotor. If he also left Aguna Kotor, no one can stop the field."
"Isn’t there a head lady?" Another engineer wondered
"You don’t understand this, don’t you? The colonel’s wife rarely intervenes in team affairs on weekdays, and she is not familiar with people in various departments … She is the only woman who can’t hold down people … Do you believe in the hypothesis … I mean the hypothesis that if deputy colonel Leighton drives this thing out, once there is an accident, someone will rebel." The middle-aged engineer said in a low voice, "Maybe there will be such people around us."
"Er, a man came in outside the hangar with a bandage … he volunteered to take the pilot position?" The strong man continued, "But his injury doesn’t seem to be light. He can’t even walk neatly …"
"ha? Actually, there is still the initiative to send the door? " The middle-aged engineer paused. "Is this person tired of living?"
"That seems to be a fleet pilot …" The strong man murmured. "But then again, according to Zokirk, if you want your feet to move and ten fingers to move, you can drive. Even if this person is wrapped into a dumpling, it will not be a big problem if you want to expose your hands and feet."
"I know that man." Another engineer doesn’t know when he has reached the piles of boxes. "The man’s name is Eger, and he is indeed a pilot of the No.1 Fleet. This man seems to know our head … I heard that he is the leader of the No.1 Fleet uprising."
"But Zocoker needs two drivers," said the middle-aged engineer, taking off the safety cap on his head. "Mom, I used to wear it backwards. No wonder I always felt uncomfortable with scrag …"
"It seems that they are going to choose someone who is familiar with this machine in the engineering department as the co-pilot …" The engineer who went to the box quickly climbed up again as if he was afraid that he would attract others’ attention because of his height. "Oh, my mother must not choose me!"
There was another whispering in the engineering department, and the first two rows of people consciously retreated a distance-obviously no one wanted to drive such a thing into the deep sea of 3 thousand meters without even carrying out the most basic air tightness test
"I’ll go!" A Hongliangyin rang around and scared two engineers to squat down directly.
The former middle-aged engineer turned his head in astonishment to see the strong man who had just chatted with himself. At this time, he turned out to be holding hands and walked forward.
"I’m willing to take the co-pilot of this plane," he continued as he walked, and the crowd automatically gave him a spacious passage to both sides.
"Are you … are you crazy?" Middle-aged engineer wanted to stretch out his hand to hold him, but on second thought, he just raised his hand and let it go-he didn’t know this guy very well. At best, he just had a few meals after work. Now that he is willing to "die", that means he won’t be that unlucky guy … If he holds him now, why don’t he replace him and be that damn co-pilot?
At the thought of this, the middle-aged engineer firmly closed his mouth. He rubbed his hands uneasily and then moved to the back of others.
The two pilots wore special drivers-a deep dive as hard as aerospace.
This deep dive can withstand the water pressure of 300 meters, but both of them know that its comfort is just greater than the actual protection. If there is anything wrong with the mecha, this deep dive can’t make them come alive at a depth of 3 kilometers.
Eger took several deep breaths, then raised his hand and compared a thumb to the crane driver.
You can’t walk on the flat ground in this hard dive, so you have to rely on a crane to lift the driver into the mecha cockpit.
Accompanied by a dull impact, Eger’s deep dive was "embedded" into the cockpit, and several safety locks on his side immediately docked with the special seat, firmly fixing the seat with people and deep dive.
"Self-introduction-My name is No.2 Turner in the engineering department of Wilson Hunting Corps, and that part of the road added in this machine console is that no one in the engineering department knows this part better than me." The strong man who entered the cockpit first turned to look at Eger and extended his hand to him.
"Captain of the heavy cruiser’ mintaka’ of the Eger Fleet" Eger and Wilson shook hands. "It seems that my nervousness has disappeared a lot after hearing you say that."
"I also volunteered to drive this thing. It’s impossible for people to feel nervous," Wilson said, debugging all the equipment on the console. "I heard that there were only a few lucky people who were almost wiped out by the warships of the No.1 fleet … That’s when you left this injury, right?"
"Sort of" Eger nodded his head.
"Are you a fighter?" Wilson asked again, "Have you ever driven this kind of mecha?"
"My mecha driver’s license level is M9…… … Of course, it was taken six years ago," Eger said confidently. "But I prefer to fly a plane."
"If I had known you were driving, I would have changed the joystick to the fighter handle," Wilson said half jokingly. "What did you choose to take the initiative to carry out this? Aren’t you afraid of death? "
"I’m well aware of the situation that Agunakotor is facing now … there’s no turning point here. It’s better to try as much as possible and my best thing is probably driving skills," Eger said. "What about you?"
"Me?" The strong man squinted, his eyes flashed a little imperceptibly, and he converged all his expressions like a different person, "just like you"
"Ha" Eger gave a short laugh and stopped talking.
All the equipment of "Zuokeke reform" has been debugged, and the whole machine body has risen from the ground step by step to the gate of hangar No.1 with the huge roar of the engine cooling device.
Although it looks awkward when moving in the ground, the maneuverability of the whole machine will rise to a new height as soon as it enters the water-this is a highly mobile weapon developed by the engineering department specifically for water fighting. Compared with the "safety" pursued by hounds and their deep submersibles, the first thing in the design of this machine is "combat capability"
Leighton knows very well that the seemingly calm underwater city hides something very dangerous … Otherwise, the hounds wouldn’t move such a powerful weapon as the "fangs Ⅳ" torpedo. This thing can definitely be said to be a hunting dog that killed 1,000 enemies and damaged itself …
What kind of monster would it be if Nino alloy saw blade and dragon gun were used to solve the enemy?
Chapter one hundred and forty-two The second batch of people entering the water
Eger is also thinking about this problem-as a senior military pilot, he has participated in more than 100 battles, but this is the first time to go deep into the sea.
Eger remembers that he fought with aquatic indigenous creatures. It was six years ago that a Chinese expedition team was attacked by a "one-eyed shark" living in a shallow sea and sent a signal for help to the military. At that time, the fighter formation of Eger was just in the vicinity for long-distance flight training, and the rescue was naturally assigned to their heads and became part of the training.
But that rescue was not a battle … it was more like a massacre. Except for its larger size and greater strength, those "one-eyed sharks" are not much different from the sharks on the earth. The 25-mm caliber machine guns of fighter planes just swept all the way across the water. The dense sharks let the pilots ignore the hit rate. Several round-trip flights have been dyed dark red, and the bodies of bloody one-eyed sharks are floating everywhere.
Oh, by the way, another most striking difference between these one-eyed sharks and the earth sharks is not the number of eyes, but the body density-the earth sharks can’t float in the water without the swim bladder, but rely on their own muscle strength. If a shark dies and stops moving, its body will slowly sink to the bottom of the sea instead of floating on the water.
"If a whale dies, it’s called a whale falling … what should a shark die? Shark withering? Shark drop? ….. sand sculpture? " At the thought of here, Eger couldn’t help laughing, and even the tension about to leave disappeared a lot.