But, just because no one dares to manufacture it, doesn't an no one dares to research it!
Especially for a group of mad scientists! Many of them didn't co to the Free World because of cris; the main reason they ca here is that there are no restrictions from mainstream society! They can conduct any experint they want here!
Of course, these experints are top secret. They exist only in the most secret laboratories, or even just in the minds of the scientists. They have never been exposed, let alone sold for money. Their existence is the most important aning in these scientists' lives, the greatest accolade of their achievents!
To the scientists, these research results are more important than life! They will do whatever it takes to complete them and keep them secret.
Take ordinary energy weapons, for instance. Among these scientists from various star domains in the universe, there are many who understand the complete production process. If they wanted to, energy weapons would have flooded the Free World long ago. But compared to what they are researching, the manufacturing of ordinary energy weapons is nothing more than a trivial skill.
They would never destroy their own research for such self-harming things. They have more important work to do. They are eager to research artificial intelligence, gene recombination, orc embryos, the elixir of eternal youth, creating black holes, destroying the universe... researching why won have hyns.
They are idiots, madn, and geniuses. In addition to those jaw-dropping research projects, they also study improvent theories for energy weapons, tougher tal materials, various systems of chas, electronic attack thods and new encryption communication systems, new spacecraft, radar and stealth technology…
Although these things are kept secret, they truly exist in these laboratories of the Free World!
Gaining these people, gaining the research results accumulated over the years by these people, was an absolutely unexpected gain for Fatty. When they set off for Silicon Valley, he couldn't imagine that these madn had these things. Many of those projects, if known to the Human Supre Council, would an execution by hanging!
Fortunately, these madn never thought of making their research results public. At least in their lifetis, they didn't have such thoughts. Also, fortunately, these things fell into Fatty's hands. And these gains directly boosted the combat power of the bandit army!
Back then, during the technical eting for designing the "Sword" cha modification, after seeing the technology provided by the major studios, Fatty went back to his room and laughed with Helen for two straight hours, laughing until Helen's face turned pale and she grabbed an energy gun…
Take the current Pingqi Ridge battle, for example. The reason why Fatty dared to hand over the battle plan to Markovich without batting an eye was not only because he had enough trust in the Ninth Generation chas and these advanced cha warriors who could astonish the world, but more importantly, the bandit army possessed the miniature interference flying devices developed by Clover Studio.
These interferers, originally used for space battleship combat, were the key to the entire battle.
The infantry conducting defensive battles in the early stages had an important task besides creating the illusion on the battlefield: to spread the miniature interference devices, ten per person, all over the battlefield!
It was these miniature interference devices that beca the downfall of the two electronic ch squads of the Suss Armored Group, who had an absolute advantage. The more they trusted the information obtained by their electronic chas, their communication and interference advantages, the worse they lost. Thousands of miniature interference devices were enough to turn the entire battlefield, spanning tens of kiloters, into an electronic no-man's land!
Fatty scratched his sunburned and itchy belly, turned over into the cockpit, and opened the electronic sandbox program on the control console computer.
At five in the afternoon, at this ti, the Suss Armored Group should have already taken the bait.
The electronic sandbox in the cha computer appeared before him, and Fatty sighed dejectedly.
The new cha, modeled after his appearance, was finally nad "Ranger". The slick na "Handso Man" was collectively vetoed, which made Fatty very frustrated… Ranger it is, it's far better than those science nerds' nas like "Fat Cat", "Bajie", "Demon Buou".
This cha, commissioned to the Galaxy cha Company for manufacturing, had most of its technology coming from "Logic" and "Divine". The blueprints provided to Galaxy cha Company back then were for the structural main body of the cha.
When the classic humanoid structure of "Magic Beast" combined with the system technology of "Divine", and the cutting-edge technology from various studios, the final assembly of "Ranger" at this mont had already surpassed the initial "Divine" in all data! After installing the magnetic instrunt, Fatty himself didn't even know which generation of cha "Ranger" belonged to now. He only knew that the performance of the Ranger could no longer be asured by the standards of modern chas.
This is the core strength of the bandit army.
And today, this strength will be fully unleashed.
If we are going to fight, let's make it a beautiful fight!
Fatty's gaze was fixed on the electronic sandbox. The sandbox displayed the terrain around Puluo Town. Now, three red arrows were pointing straight at Puluo Town from the south, east, and northeast directions.
Fatty chuckled twice. The Northern Comrce Alliance picked the right ti and direction for this attack. If the bandit army were still the sa as the Absolute Kill Stream ard forces, if the bandit army were still the small force of one hundred and twenty chas as it was before, this attack from the Northern Alliance would have been fatal. But now, they underestimated the bandit army too much!
The four armored camps from the Blood Shadow cha Group are the core force of the Northern Comrce Alliance. The two mixed formation groups advancing southwest from the Northern Industrial Zone of Central City are also elite troops that have clashed fiercely with the Three Major Schools multiple tis. Plus, with the two armored groups of the Suss Empire advancing strongly from the south, no force in the Free World could stop them!
Unfortunately, Selwal didn't realize that the bandit army now is no longer the bandit army of the past! The tug-of-war between him and the Three Major Schools gave the bandit army the opportunity to develop and grow!
"Such a small force wants to defeat ." Fatty's mouth almost reached his ears as he sneered disdainfully. Since confirming the enemy's forces, Fatty had been contemplating playing a big ga. Puluo Town was too small, the strategic space was insufficient for maneuvering. Once the Suss Empire's heavy troops advanced, it would imdiately beco a deathtrap!
Therefore, Fatty wanted to use this battle to open up a strategic space for the survival of the bandit army.
While sketching on the electronic sandbox, suddenly, the communication channel crackled with reports from the scouts stationed around.
"Colonel!" The cha warrior responsible for reporting sounded so excited he was trembling: "The Northern Alliance's Armored Camp has appeared!"
"They're here?" Fatty looked up at the radar display. A few minutes later, a flashing cursor appeared at the edge of the radar screen, followed by the cursor becoming five, ten, more and more.
Fatty opened the long-range viewer. Through the foliage, he looked into the distance. The fields stretched endlessly across the plains on the other side of the Lorenzo River. The crops in the fields were half a person tall, with broad leaves tilted upwards, swaying gently in the breeze. The whole scene looked like waves rippling.
And on the slightly undulating horizon, a few red chas appeared. These were very good-looking chas. Sleek bodies, streamlined shells, even the external armor was ticulously designed and decorated, with every line full of a sense of power.
The dozens of chas at the front were in combat mode, while the identical chas behind them were in road transit mode. Their bodies were not unfolded, their legs folded together, the tracks on their thighs and the wheels on their calves slowly turning. Among the chas, there were also heavy trucks and maintenance and automatic supply vehicles fitted with chanical arms. The convoy moved slowly along the inter-district highway, one after another. A few minutes later, the entire highway turned into a moving sea of red.
"Two camps?"
When the scout's statistical data appeared on Fatty's computer, he couldn't help but frown.
Where did the other two camps go?
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