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Eight hundred and ninetieth chapters wind(2/2)

commanding.

Seeing such a scene, Sandora frowned, but didn't say much. She just looked at the sky occasionally to estimate the time it took for the hurricane to travel from the upper atmosphere to the lower atmosphere.

"It would be nice if there was transportation," Tieke's loud voice was particularly prominent at this time, "but we only have a floating car that pulls metal scraps. It's impossible to dump the 'Chongzha Town' with that thing, and there are still many obstacles on the road.

There are no lights.”

"Wait! As for transportation, I have it at home!"

Just when the two adults were at a loss what to do, a young child's voice suddenly intervened, it was Glick.

"I have a high-speed aircraft at home!" Glick stood up straight, his face now full of pride, as if he was about to become a hero, "Really, it's just outside my house... ah

, these customers gave it to me!”

Seeing that none of the adults around him noticed what he said, Glick reached out in desperation and pointed in our direction.

The aircraft he was talking about was the individual fighter plane assembled by "Dudu". Under Glick's strong request, Sandora and I did not take back that obviously non-civilian thing for the time being. But now, it seems to have to bear a huge responsibility.

It's mission.

When the silver-white streamlined shuttle-shaped aircraft hovered in the square, the people who were skeptical at first suddenly let out continuous exclamations: especially when the thing crashed down with a clang. Apparently Glick

His skills in driving this thing are not up to par. I should suggest that he use automatic driving in the future.

Yes, Glick can already fly this thing. Despite the bumps and bumps, he can still make it perform basic flight controls - don't be surprised by this. A fourteen-year-old child has learned how to make Xiling equipment operate.

In fact, it is not surprising at all. The trend of technological development is like this. The more advanced something is, the easier and faster it is to use it. All equipment will tend to be simplified in operation as technology matures. It may take several seconds to draw a bow and set an arrow.

It takes years of training to go to the battlefield and kill the enemy, but it is much easier to learn to shoot. Basically, all humans except Hawking can do it. As the most widely used grassroots weapon, individual fighter planes are extremely simple to use.

The intelligent system can even complete flight control using only vague phrases. Yes, Hawking can control it, not to mention a clever kid like Glick.

Of course, being able to draw is one thing, and being proficient is another. There may be billions of people in the world who can pull a trigger, but more than half of them may hit their feet... As for understanding the principles and structure of firearms, then

There are still more than one billion to spend, so high-tech things are always divided into two levels. One level is for users, which becomes simpler with the development of technology. The other level is its true technological content, which is for experts.

, getting more and more advanced. The things of Apostle Xiling go further in this trend, and are incredibly polarizing: a fourteen-year-old child can control the take-off and landing of fighter jets using brain waves, but you can control the take-off and landing of fighter jets all over the world.

Even if scientists tie it together, they may not be able to figure out how the beeping sound in Pandora's belly comes out...

Barnard glanced back and forth between us and the individual fighter several times with incredible eyes, looking extremely confused, but no one explained anything to him. Glick was getting familiar with the actual take-off and landing procedures of the fighter (it had previously

(Having only done virtual scenes in the cockpit), this thing did not have a crew cabin, so Glick wanted to complete this task himself: to warn people more than ten kilometers away.

"Let a child do this? It's better for me to do it!"

Tieke said loudly.

I smiled and looked at him: "Can you drive?"

"You will! Why don't you go by yourself?"

Tieke is obviously an outspoken person. After he said this in a rough voice, Barnard was dissatisfied: "Tieke, they are guests."

"I believe that kid can do it," my sister suddenly said, "He might be a hero. In addition, that thing is also very safe. It has automatic driving and danger avoidance systems. Even if Grik doesn't do anything,

He will also reach his destination safely."

"Okay, let's not talk about this now," Barnard watched as Glick drove the fighter plane out of sight, and then glanced at us vaguely, "We don't have much time, so hurry up and leave!"

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