With a "click" sound, the cha, which had accelerated after a sudden change of direction, noticeably slowed down. Its leg movents appeared very strange; the chanical leg used for support just now had beco stiff. A smug smile appeared on Fatty’s face, while the researchers in the core lab fell silent. There was no need to say it; the defect Fatty predicted had already beco a reality! And it was just a sharp sudden stop and change of direction. Although this cha was a few tons heavier than the theoretical design weight, that could not be an excuse!
Bonnie stopped the cha and jumped out of the cockpit, carefully inspecting the suspension device. Everyone gathered around. The single-arm suspension had deford under the imnse impact. Even a slight deformation severely affected the telescopic aggregation, and the upper and lower buckles and hydraulic devices were also implicated. If this had happened on the battlefield, it would have been enough to sentence the cha’s pilot to death!
Fatty could see the defect not only because of his extraordinary chanical talent but also because he had a high level of understanding of cha fighting. This chanic, who had long been involved with private chas, had a unique and far-sighted perspective on the developnt of combat chas, with a comprehensive thought process. Otherwise, he would never have discovered this defect. It must be noted that the theoretical frawork for military combat chas was still in its infancy. When the researchers of the Gazalin Empire designed the [Demon Tiger] and [Vajra], they also went through many detours. Even now, they are still groping their way. Fatty’s chanical genius was undeniable!
Reinhardt gave Fatty an appreciative look, while George, without disguising his excitent, patted Fatty on the shoulder. The proud researchers from a mont ago were now completely silent. They had never expected that the cha, theoretically adaptable to almost any maneuver, would malfunction so easily. Clearly, Fatty was not speaking at random. From this incident, it was evident that his level was not much lower than anyone present!
Bonnie glanced at Fatty with a complex expression and stood quietly aside. Reinhardt looked at the researchers with a grave face. In cha fighting, speeds over two hundred kiloters per hour were just a piece of cake for a cha master. Situations where the cha’s power was increased to the alert zone in an instant, exceeding speeds of five hundred kiloters per hour, were common! Especially in the operation of the beast-shaped chas that the Mythical Army excelled at, such scenarios were even more frequent! Not to ntion the ergency maneuvers when dodging high-speed energy cannons or missiles with the help of auxiliary thrusters! Evidently, this ti it was the core lab’s fault!
Adrian’s face was pale. He had not expected that such a heavy cha would perform such violent actions, and that the drive systems of human-shaped chas and beast-shaped chas were so drastically different. In such maneuvers, a human-shaped cha with one leg as a support leg was clearly different from a beast-shaped cha with two or even three legs for support! Clearly, the combat styles of military chas had far exceeded his imagination. Designing a suspension system based on the action frequency of private chas and ordinary military chas of less than forty tons was a massive mistake!
Reinhardt raised his head, looking at the silent researchers, and said slowly: "If such a malfunction happened on the battlefield, the consequences would be unimaginable. I hope this test will give everyone so insights and lessons." He looked around, seeing various expressions on the researchers’ faces—sha, anger, numbness, and unwillingness—but no one dared to step forward to argue about this malfunction.
"I am not questioning everyone’s abilities. However, I hope you all understand that the nature of the Mythical Army determines that everyone working here is among the top and the best. Our military discipline, as you all know, dictates that for a soldier of the Mythical Army, failure ans death! And this rule applies to the research lab as well! Because you are the core, the lives of all the soldiers are in your hands. Your mistakes will cause irreparable losses!" Reinhardt’s voice was stern and cold: "Since you have joined the Mythical Army, it ans you are no longer just ordinary researchers!"
"Rember, in the Mythical Army! Failure is absolutely not allowed! Your identity is that of a soldier of the Mythical Army, one of us. You bear a greater responsibility than ordinary soldiers!" Reinhardt changed his usual courteous attitude towards scientists, very sternly defining the role of all the apprehensive researchers present. Everyone finally rembered what kind of legendary team the Mythical Army was. Joining here ant they were no longer just researchers, but civilian soldiers of the Mythical Army! And here, corresponding to honor and status, is responsibility and punishnt!
Under Reinhardt’s sharp gaze, the various expressions on the researchers’ faces vanished. Every single person knew that Reinhardt was reminding them of their rightful place! The Mythical Army was definitely not a place one could enter or leave at will and do as they pleased. Not to ntion that this test indeed exposed a significant mistake in the lab. Without any confidence left, Adrian and the researchers stood silently, barely daring to breathe.
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