Chapter 374
My Empire Chapter 374
2020-11-03
Chapter 374 375 Everything goes well"The principle of this thing is actually very simple, if we improve it like this..." In the dimly lit room, An old man with a wrinkled face was looking at the machine working in front of him and said slowly.
In fact, what he had in front of him was a radar made by Alanhill. These parts were stolen from the last raid. For these devices, the puppet empire lost a lot of elite power.
Some things are like this. Once you know the principle, you will have a feeling of enlightenment. For Magic Empire, radar is actually not something that can't be designed.
Behind him, a young magician shook the head and explained to a few magicians: "I didn't have this instrument when I was in Alanhill, I really don't know if there is any higher A replacement for level..."
"You'd better recall if Alanhill is still developing similar equipment! A little information is enough, no matter what direction." The young magician's In front of him, an elderly magician asked unwillingly.
This young magician is a defector from Alanhill. They defected from Alanhill back then, and it has been a long time since they were approached and questioned about Alanhill.
In fact, it is also because they have defected for a long time, so the information and technology they have are no longer so important.
As a result, in the past few days, in order to crack Alanhill's new technology faster and better, these defectors were called up again and asked again and again about radar and other radio wave technologies. The problem.
It is a pity that although the puppet empire wanted to master this kind of technology, they did not get any valuable information on these defectors, and everyone shook their heads and said that they did not know the similarities technology, because at that time, Alanhill's radar technology was still a very secret technology.
The magicians who defected to the puppet empire in front of them are part of Alanhill's spies, and of course they won't leak their secrets. The other part is the magician who followed Frenzberg to study the combination of magic and science and technology. Naturally, they will not be exposed to the related technologies of radar technology.
Further afield, a group of magicians gathered to debug a magically modified device.
"We are looking for ways to improve its working accuracy, so that it can detect faster enemy missiles..." A magician was debugging the equipment in front of him and said confidently. .
After all, for Magic Empire, it's actually very easy to shoot a magic beam in one direction, but this magic method didn't have much effect before, so people rarely use it. Kind of technology.
After all, in the past magic age, attacks all happened within visual distance, and there was not much actual fighting intent to waste magic on remotely detecting enemies.
But it's different now. The magic of long-range vigilance has its place. The magic detection after technology enhancement can definitely be used in the direction of actual combat.
The puppet empire is so keen to integrate Alanhill's science and technology, it is actually looking for a solution that can crack the long-range strike of Alanhill missiles. If they can address the threat of nuclear-armed ballistic missiles, they can take this protracted war with greater ease.
Frentzberg stood in the crowd and remained silent. In fact, he is really pouring the five-flavor bottle in his heart now, how can he feel a sense of immortality.
Before he was at Alanhill, he was in charge of research on similar magic and science and technology research. When he betrayed the Holy Demon Emperor and went to Alanhill, he also believed that this technology represented the vast future of the magic world.
But then he got bored, he really got bored. Tired of the lack of research on the proven principles of magic, but wasting time on the almost useless combination of technology and magic.
He wanted to get in touch with more magic, as if he could hear a voice whispering in his ear, urging him to obey his desires and approach the source of magic.
Instigated by this voice, he felt that Alanhill's path was questionable, at least incomplete and unreasonable. So he accepted the price offered by the puppet empire spies who came to him and betrayed Alanhill who accommodated him.
As a result, he now discovered that the puppet empire, which was originally too strong in his heart, was still defeated by Alanhill on the battlefield.
It's just a matter of losing. Frenzberg has long been concerned about the outcome of the war. He is more interested in getting closer to the origin of magic, to study more powerful and more powerful ones. He coveted magic.
But he really mocked him mercilessly in real time: when he had no experience in approaching the source of magic, his teacher Travish even arranged for him a brand new job, one in The puppet empire has not been studied before, but it is an increasingly important work.
Yes, that's right, he's now in charge of the Puppet Empire's "Science-Technology-Magic-Technology Fusion" development project... just like he did when he was at Alanhill.
He really wanted to drop everything he could, and then scolded his mentor, Travish, and then asked the other person, "If only I was willing to study these things. , am I doing research at Alanhill? What am I doing here? What am I doing?"
Unfortunately, he didn't dare to do so, so he could only hold a sullen anger, presided over the work in front of him, and began to act as a puppet Empire, for the devil, research those high-end science and technology from Alanhill.
"Mr. Frenzberg...this beam is very fast...and very accurate, but we don't have a similar screen display, and we can't imitate it in a short time. How to solve this?" A magician repeatedly simulated the operation of the radar beam, but only got very vague perception results, and asked in dissatisfaction.
"Actually, we can use a powder made of magic spar to bind the magic output on a plane to create a similar virtual environment..." Frenzberg was a little absent-minded and thought about it casually. Replied if you want.
This is a very clumsy approach, but a more appropriate one that the puppet empire can use right away.
Using this technology, you can determine the incoming direction of the missile, and you can simply lock the height and approximate distance. The disadvantage is that the personnel who need to operate the magic radar are very familiar with this dust display operation.
There's really no other way, because the puppet empire can't even produce serious TV sets, let alone radar monitors.
While listening to a bunch of clueless, arrogant magicians discussing science and technology they didn't know much about, Franzberg felt like he was standing in the middle of a bunch of stupid monkeys.
He could only stand awkwardly like this, occasionally offering some suggestions of his own, and then being appropriated by a group of magicians.
At this moment, he even began to miss the time when he worked in Alanhill's technical institute. At least at that time, there were many youngsters with real ideals and aspirations around him. Those youngsters with IQ online could even provide him with some inspiration at some point.
But now? The group of stupid guys in front of them actually have no serious ability. They can only follow behind Alanhill, steal and steal other people's mature technology, and then use the technology that the puppet empire can understand to plagiarize.
Is it possible to surpass just imitation and plagiarism? Just relying on a crude fusion that cannot even understand its inner principles, can it really defeat the increasingly invisible Alanhill empire?
Frenzberg felt that he was wasting his time here. He looked at the young defected magician who were looking at the pained expressions on their faces, constantly recalling the Alanhill technology, and he helplessly looked the head .
These youngsters are simply impossible to know such cutting-edge technology, let alone these youngsters, and even Frenzberg himself is increasingly unable to understand the scientific and technological achievements from Alanhill.
He couldn't imagine that Alanhill could improve the god puppet, and naturally he couldn't imagine that Alanhill's god puppet could defeat the "original" god puppet of the puppet empire.
Actually, in his opinion, if the puppet empire's puppet technology is surpassed by others, this "country" that uses puppets as its own empire's name will basically have no need to exist worthy of existence.
"We can finally detect Alanhill's missiles! In this way, combined with the technology provided by the devil, it seems that we can try to intercept the attack from Alanhill!" A magician exclaimed with confidence. .
Magician's colleagues nodded with him, as if they could make the Alanhill Empire bow down.
Frentzberg desperately shook the head and walked to the gate step by step, he really didn't want to talk to these people now, even though they were polite to him when he first came Gas is very friendly.
In this way, he walked out of the laboratory step by step, passed the high level magician guarding the door, walked up the steps, and walked into the hall of the sun shone brightly.
When he stopped behind the Great Archmage Travish, he had the same smile on his face as he had in Alanhill, as if he was wearing a mask.
Not waiting for his mentor to ask questions, he bowed his head and stooped down, concealing what was in his heart without blushing, and reported in a soft voice: "Everything is going well, very smooth.""
p>the past few days Longling is out of town and has no conditions to make up for it. I owe you a one or two days later to make up for it. Don't worry.
(end of this chapter)