Since the invention of super-light alloys and micro engines, countless chanical engineers have attempted to transplant cha onto the human body in the form of armor, to replace the current combat thods of fully chanized infantry, enhancing their survival and mobility. This effort has continued to this day.
Due to various constraints such as cost, resources, and operational skills, the current ratio of armored divisions to fully chanized infantry divisions in each country is 1:15. Adding in other logistical units, this ratio reaches 1:20.
Armored divisions, rather than being the main combat force on the battlefield, serve more as a deterrent. As the most elite ground combat force, armored divisions play a key role in penetrating and covering, while the majority of front-line offensive and defensive operations are completed by chanized infantry with support from self-propelled artillery, missiles, and fighter jets.
Aside from the cha battalions equipped within a few infantry divisions, other chas are concentrated due to the characteristics of modern warfare. This ensures sufficient anti-air capabilities and breakthrough power for the chas.
The opponent of a cha can only be another cha. No commander would let infantry engage in combat with chas, as that would be like trying to stop a chariot with a mantis. However, if miniaturized chas could be widely distributed to infantry, it could create an absolute nurical advantage to counteract contemporary combat chas.
However, cha miniaturization has always been a world-class problem.
Miniaturization significantly weakens cha performance. The performance degradation is mainly reflected in the attack power, as it is difficult to equip a standard energy cannon, making it hard to inflict effective damage on regular chas. In terms of defense, due to limited energy reserve space, miniaturized chas cannot equip standard energy shields, and their armor is very weak.
Not only are many miniaturization problems unsolved, but the cost remains high. Smaller does not necessarily an cheaper.
Bonnie, looking more and more astonished at the control paraters for power, sensitivity, and maneuverability displayed on the electronic file, realized that the mini-cha designed by Fatty not only boasts performance comparable to a 6th Generation cha but is also equipped with an energy machine gun and an energy cannon. The endurance and defense trics were particularly impressive.
He completely abandoned the armor-based miniaturization thought process using the human body as a frawork and designed an entirely new alloy cha support structure.
The cha not only possesses a complete set of armor and an energy shield defense system but its agility is substantially increased due to its small size. Especially its maneuverability - considering how the guy just escaped, the flexibility of this mini-cha is evident.
Although not fully miniaturized, it already surpassed the previous limitations in terms of practicality.
If all chas were equipped with this kind of escape pod, it would be equivalent to having a second life. According to the data, these mini-chas, given enough numbers and coordination, wouldn’t necessarily be at a significant disadvantage even against an equal number of regular chas. This would fundantally change the current reality where chas struggle to escape and survivors lack survival and high-speed mobility capabilities.
Fatty broke away from traditional thinking. This isn’t designed for infantry but for chas!
How did he co up with this idea? How did the mini-chas integrate into the chas? Bonnie found herself increasingly drawn to his imaginative thinking the more ti she spent with this guy.
Bonnie suddenly felt a bit flustered. A kind of joy and a bit of pride involuntarily arose in her heart because of this man. She could only continue to stare at the paraters on the electronic file, listening to her heart pounding due to this unusual emotion.
"General Tian, General Gordon requests you to go to the headquarters." A soldier from the Independent Army’s words were a relief for Bonnie.
"Oh, alright." Fatty looked at his greasy hands, searching around for sothing to wipe them while responding, "Tell the General I’ll be right there."
After the soldier saluted and left, Bonnie took out so cleaning wipes she had with her, hesitated a bit, and finally tugged at Fatty’s clothes.
Fatty turned around, saw a delicate white hand holding a wipe in front of him, and then looked up at Bonnie’s slightly shy but beautiful face, feeling a flutter in his heart.
Bonnie’s heart raced as he looked at her. Feeling her face growing hotter, she shoved the wipe into Fatty’s hand and said faintly, "Use mine." After speaking, she dared not look Fatty in the eye, hastily saying goodbye, and turned to walk quickly towards the base barracks.
"Fatty!" The little kid piloting the escape cha sohow sneaked up to him, watching Bonnie’s departing figure, and said quietly, "The peach blossoms have blood."
"Yes..." Fatty gazed fixedly at Bonnie’s back, murmuring, "One more word from you and you’ll know what it ans to have a face full of peach blossoms."
The little kid shrank the neck of the miniature cha, deciding to stay quiet. As a clever artificial intelligence, it didn’t have pain nerves, and being beaten by Fatty was already a habit. But it knew well that this Fatty would make it understand what a face full of peach blossoms ant with his spittle.
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Tian Xingjian got off the Military Flying Car at the headquarters, climbed the stairs, saluted the two sentries, and walked into the arched doorway.
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