Chapter 1566
My Empire Chapter 1566
2021-10-15
Chapter 1566 1568 A Production LineThe Mayne region near the core of the Alanhill Empire, the planet Mayne 2, the Empire No. 5 Heavy Equipment Manufacturing Plant, the lights of the factory stayed up all night.
When the sun shines on the neat factory, the lights in the factory are automatically turned off. On one production line, the working robot puppets stopped working almost at the same time.
After one minute, a line of puppet working robots for changing shifts came in at the door of the factory building. Their movements were uniform, and they each walked to the changing positions and completed the handover with the robots standing there on standby.
The robot that gave up its position bypassed the robot that was on duty, rearranged the team, and walked to the gate step by step.
The puppet robot that walked to the post immediately began to work, the production line rolled up again, and one part after another was made, and transported through the conveyor belt to the other side of the factory floor.
In the largest building of this factory, brand-new electromagnetic tanks that have been produced one after another are waiting to be installed.
Below the huge factory roof cranes more than ten meters high, these newly produced tanks are one by one, and it is impossible to see the end at a glance.
The entire factory is at least 1 kilometer long, and the latest electromagnetic tanks are parked inside. This factory can produce hundreds of such tanks a day.
Everyday all there will be transport spaceships, which will carry these produced electromagnetic tanks and send them to the front-line planets.
If calculated according to the number, here everyday all can arm a full 10 armored divisions!
"Ah!" A workshop director walked into the workshop with a record book in his hand and yawned. He was wearing a spotless white coat, a safety helmet on his head as per the production requirements, and the corners of his eyes were still wide open. Hanging with tears that didn't wake up.
This is his daily job. Every day, he has to check the operation of the workshop on time, check the working status of the equipment, and ensure that every robot can work at full speed.
The puppet working robots who left the factory building walked out of the one by one branch factory building, gathered into a neat queue, and finally walked to a "robot dormitory" on standby.
Here, they will be strictly inspected by other working robots, and their parts will be replaced at any time, and they will be replaced with new energy batteries and magic spar.
After such maintenance, after nightfall, they can go to the factory building again, replace another batch of puppet robots, and continue to produce weapons and equipment for the empire.
And they don't need breaks, don't need overtime pay, and only need a few maintenance staff to complete a lot of work.
"Good morning!" A clone overseer smiled and said hello to the workshop director of the factory, his immediate boss and one of the few natural persons in the factory.
"Morning! How's the production progress today?" The workshop director picked up a pen and prepared to record the supervisor's answer to a routine question.
"Everything went smoothly last night, the production target of 700 tanks was fully completed, and there were no accidents." The overseer replied with a smile on his face.
As he said, he pointed to the location of the office upstairs: "The material allocation department has already made statistics on the consumption of materials, and I only have one receipt value here, steel, iron alloy... specific I have already entered the number into the computer. The written documents are in the old place of the second filing cabinet, there are four copies in total, and the one that needs your signature is on the top."
It was true that everything went well last night, nothing happened There was a mechanical failure, and there was no problem with the robot, so just 700 electromagnetic tanks were produced, not many, not many.
"I was more free when you were on duty. Last time Sean was on duty, 3 robots were broken on the entire production line. As a result, production was resumed when the replacement robots were in place, resulting in three fewer tanks. "The workshop director said depressedly.
He is just a worker, and now he can basically be a small skilled worker in the factory. Who cares about hundreds of puppet robots?
Being able to make these robots obediently and honestly produce, and finally complete the production tasks arranged by the empire, is his daily work.
"Sean is also very conscientious, but he is a bit unlucky." The clone overseer said comforted.
"You help me get a cup of bitter tea, and then get off work!" The workshop director instructed, holding his record book under his arm and continuing to walk along the aisle in the workshop went.
"Okay, Director!" The clone overseer nodded slightly, and went to the office on the second floor to find the Director's water cup.
There is a second floor on one side of the whole factory, which is an office on one side and a simple tool warehouse on the other.
In fact, the functionality is not very strong, and the design is also very backward. However, since the rise of the Alanhill empire, the factory building is probably such a structure, similar to the tradition, so inheritance has come down.
The huge ventilation fan was still spinning constantly, not too fast, just spinning like that, listlessly.
The clone supervisor who was about to get off work walked up the stairs made of cement, step by step to the second floor, leaning on the wooden railing, overlooking the huge production workshop.
This is the workshop where tank hatch covers are produced. One standard size hatch cover is produced here, and then transported to the final assembly workshop and installed on the already welded tank body.
Originally, the stairs and handrails should be made of iron, and there will be a clanging noise when you walk on them. However, because of the lack of steel now, all the workshops are made of wood and cement as much as possible.
The masonry structure that I disliked before and felt that the construction speed was too slow has now been taken out and highly praised.
After all, all the steel is collected and sent to space, to produce battleships, to make star rings, and so on. Metal was precious, and houses began to throw back their ancestors, using primordial masonry to build.
Because of the scarcity of steel bars, most of the houses are only about three stories high, because after all, there is no shortage of land nowadays, so no one thinks there is anything wrong with laying it flat.
After pouring the hot water, the clone supervisor walked back to the workshop with a water cup, and after a lot of effort, he found the workshop director who was inspecting the production line.
He handed the plastic space cup in his hand to the workshop director, then said goodbye and left: "Then, director, see you at night..."
"See you at night!" Workshop director nodded with a smile, then carrying his own space cup, he continued to inspect his production line.
(end of this chapter)