Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 38
"No, because they are allergic to the headmaster's body odor and claim that he is equivalent to a source of pollution in Vataalheim."

"Every time the principal comes to a meeting they run the ionizing air cleaner on full blast, but his body odor is as strong as his blood."

Fingel's expression is so lifelike that one can see disgust and helplessness at a glance.

"Hahaha!"

The three turned their heads to look at Sakai Akina, she was still as pale as a chrysanthemum, as if the heroic laughter just now was someone else.

"Although the principal explained that it was the special perfume he used, the personnel from the equipment department analyzed it with instruments and found that it was a mixture of Turkish barbecue, seaweed soup and moldy cheese."

Fingal shrugged.

Chu Zihang smiled. He never thought that such a powerful and charming principal would have such a dark history.

But Lu Mingfei had a bad premonition, this kind of undisguised dislike for others and strange thoughts reminded him of a group of guys who like to give themselves tentacles.

"That's not all. You know that there are no girls in the equipment department, because no girl can endure it for more than a week."

"There was once a brave girl who wanted to join the equipment department. She ate junk food with them, watched the Powerpuff Girls cry together, and even transformed with a transforming device. She successfully gained the favor of the entire equipment department. But she Still failed."

Fingal said regretfully.

"why?"

Chu Zihang's curiosity began to awaken.

"Because when she entered the office of director Alkadullah and was about to discuss with him about the appointment, Alkadullah was booing at the urinal at the door, and shone a high-power flashlight on his brother and said, Come on! , you too can become light."

Fingel said with a sore face.

Although he is quite weird, he is still far from the real psychopaths in the equipment department.

"Uh"

Chu Zihang regretted asking him a bit.

"Then the brave girl retreated and vowed never to set foot in the equipment department again."

"I understand her."

Lu Mingfei nodded empathetically.

It was the same when he was dealing with the Mechanicus. He had worked hard to integrate into their atmosphere, but he was always persuaded by their superhuman thinking.

Every time I negotiate with them, I will switch back and forth between the two ideas of "fire and forget" and "they are the gold masters".

He was not spared this torment until the Chapter's Techmarines had grown up.

"Uh, although I don't know what you understand. In short, the equipment department is a group of monsters and ghosts. If you want to deal with them, you must be prepared for cerebral thrombosis."

Fingal said.

"It's okay, I have a trump card to deal with them."

Lu Mingfei said confidently.

"what?"

"Drawings. Let me borrow your computer."

He grabbed Fingal's computer.

"Don't open browsing history!"

The latter was shocked.

Lu Mingfei ignored his yelling and bought a mechanical drawing software to start working.

Chu Zihang and Sakai Akina stared at Finger silently.

"I'm afraid that he will feel ashamed when he sees my record of serious study."

Fingel forcefully explained.

"Oh."

The two made a perfunctory sound without emotion.

It took a little time to get used to the computer program on the earth, and after another night, Lu Mingfei successfully produced a complete blueprint the next morning.

When choosing the target to make the blueprint, he hesitated a lot.

Although he is not a technical sergeant, his super memory and those poor years allowed him to master a lot of manufacturing methods of weapons and equipment.

There are Space Marines, Astral Militia, Mechanicum, and even Inquisition.

If it is not considered innovative ability, it is not a problem to call him a master of technology.

Although many memories are blurred because of a different brain, some commonly used equipment can still be remembered clearly.

But the problem is that although the empire's technology is not advanced in the galaxy, it is even a bit rough and crude.

But in the seemingly rough and simple creations, there are also many black technologies that cannot be replicated on the earth in the 2K era.

For example, the laser guns commonly equipped by the Astral Army, although they are nicknamed flashlights because they are not powerful enough, even derived the cold joke of "what is the name of a tactical flashlight hanging under the laser gun? Double flashlight".

But in fact, a laser beam at close range can interrupt a limb, and the explosion effect after hitting the flesh can burn internal organs and other internal organs in the laser path.

At the same time, the laser gun also has the advantages of almost no recoil, ignoring the influence of gravity and wind, light load and high continuous combat capability.

A single battery is good for 100 to 140 shots, and such a battery can be recharged from a vehicle engine, a civilian circuit, or even roasted in a fire.

The scientific and technological content of this battery is enough for the five major rogue countries on the earth to study it for dozens or hundreds of years.

The same black technology is also the monomolecular blade bayonet mounted on the laser gun.

When a weapon using a single-molecule blade is used by humans, the pressure is enough to cut molecules. In theory, cutting real matter is no different from cutting tofu.

These two weapons were jokingly referred to as funeral objects wholesaled by the Ministry of Military Affairs by the chief soldiers of the Astral Army, not because they were too weak, but because the human enemy was too strong.

Ancient robots that can use high-energy technology to distort the laws of physics can repair themselves and stand up again after being killed.

A killing machine enhanced by genetic engineering blessed by the evil god.

Extremely militant biological weapons can become bigger and stronger as long as they continue to fight, and they can also obtain a steady stream of technology from their genes.

There are also space elves who can spin in the air for three and a half weeks and then shoot you in the head with two Thomas maneuvers, and possess advanced technology and psionic talents at the same time.

Even Space Marines armed with bolters and power swords are powerless against these terrifying foes.

And it is the mortal soldiers who wield this crude weapon that embodies what is meant by human greatness.

But even this kind of basic equipment material cannot be imitated with the current technological level of the earth.

Therefore, the chainsaw sword, which is widely loved by the soldiers of the empire, was the first to be ruled out by Lu Mingfei.

A chainsaw sword without a single molecular edge is not as easy to use as an engineer shovel.

It can't cut a few enemies, and it needs to be replaced because the sawtooth is damaged.

As for the more powerful bolter, which has almost become the representative weapon of the interstellar fighters, it is included in the candidate list.

The core technology of the bolt gun is the depleted deuterium core and the mass reaction detonator, both of which can be downgraded and replaced by reducing the power and sensitivity of the ammunition.

If the equipment department is really as powerful as they boasted, then they should have corresponding technical reserves.

Of course, this is only a second choice.

Although Kassel College seems to be on the human side, Lu Mingfei is still vigilant.

It is best not to give this kind of weapon that can affect the battlefield pattern.

The things he was going to exchange with this group of earth machine oil guys were the treasures he got from the hive gang.

(End of this chapter)