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Chapter 1271 Surgery (14)

Jinling Space Launch Center.

The atmosphere has been a little lively recently.

The first batch of space residents to go to the Guanghan Special Zone had already moved in here a month ago. Most of them are born in the 1990s, and some are born in the 1980s. Regardless of age, the one with the lowest education is also a Ph.D.—if not, it must be a senior engineer.

Standing in the dormitory of the launch base, Tao Muye was holding a can of coffee in his hand, squatting on the concrete pier by the side of the road, drinking coffee while thinking about his thoughts.

At this time, a man also came out of the dormitory building, just in time to meet him, so he also walked towards this side.

"PhD?"

There were only two kinds of people who went to the moon in the first batch, one was engineers and the other was scientific researchers. If you ask this question, you probably have acquiesced that you are also the latter.

Looking at the man he was talking to, Tao Muye nodded.

"Yes, and you?"

"Same as you," the man with the crew cut smiled and continued after lighting a cigarette, "what are you going to do?"

"me?"

"Is there anyone else here?"

"Plant the land."

"Farming?"

"To be precise, it is a research seed."

"Sounds interesting."

"Probably not what you think it means."

"Haha, you look dull on the surface, but I didn't expect it to be quite funny. The legendary mensao? But I'm serious," took a deep puff of the cigarette, and the man with the crew cut took out the cigarette Box, grinned and said, "Would you like one?"

"I don't smoke."

"There is a Ph.D. who doesn't smoke. I seriously doubt your academic level." The man smiled, took out a root and stuck it to his ear, "Then how do you keep yourself refreshed when you are rushing to finish your paper?"

Tao Muye shook the canned coffee in his hand.

"Rely on this."

"Coffee...a good thing, but the stimulation is still a bit weak for me. If you want to write a 20,000-word paper within 72 hours and be able to catch the eyes of that old guy, not a pack of cigarettes a day is I can't stand it."

"Who is your mentor?"

"Sheng Xianfu."

When he said this, there was obvious pride in the eyes of the flat-haired man. Although he said something wrong to the tutor, it was obvious that he respected the professor quite a lot.

After hearing the name Sheng Xianfu, Tao Muye's face also showed a hint of bewilderment.

Academician Sheng, one of the leaders in the field of nuclear fusion engineering, used to be a capable person in the fusion project team led by Academician Lu. The position of director.

After the second-generation fusion project was listed as a century-old project, the current project is mainly led by Academician Sheng from the 585 Institute, Academician Wang Zengguang from the Nuclear Industry Group, and Academician Li Jiangang from the Luyang Institute of Material Science.

The tutor was actually Academician Sheng.

Isn't that the "direct heir" of Academician Lu?

This identity is not simple.

Seeing that the man carrying a can of coffee hadn't spoken for a long time, the crew-haired man continued.

"Where's your mentor?"

"It's an archdruid."

"Grand Druid? Awesome! But speaking of it, we have already introduced this mentor, and we haven't introduced ourselves yet," the man with the crew cut grinned and stretched out his right hand, "Sun Lieyang, I just graduated last year, and my direction is the second-generation controllable nuclear fusion."

"Tao Muye, researching the space breeding technology of cash crops such as cotton and coffee beans...is a half-new direction." Shaking his outstretched hand briefly, Tao Muye glanced at him, "This kind of Is it okay to gossip about things?"

"It's not a secret," Sun Lieyang said with a smile as he shook his hand with the cigarette butt in his hand, "This kind of century-old plan, the first ones are all cannon fodder. Don't you see that Professor Lu is not interested in participating? The second generation is controllable." The technological difference between fusion and the first generation of controllable fusion is not the same, we directly use helium three as the energy source. Look, this scientific research project will not expect to see results in a hundred years."

Tao Muye gave a rare smile.

a hundred years……

Things that are so far away, ordinary people can't see them.

"What if there is an Academician Lu?"

"It's more realistic to ignore that probability."

Although they have different personalities, they got along unexpectedly. However, while the two were talking, a piercing siren suddenly pierced the silent night sky.

Frowning, Sun Lieyang stood up from the ground and patted his pants.

"what's going on?"

Tao Muye glanced not far away, and said after thinking for a moment.

"I don't know...maybe it's the nearby garrison?"

"garrison?"

"Orbital Airborne Brigade, they're on the other side of the base."

Throwing the empty can in his hand accurately into the trash can next to him, Tao Muye clapped his hands and stood up from the ground, "It's better not to talk about this topic, what we learned in the safety class. Let's go, let's also talk about it." Hurry up to the dormitory, if you are seen, you will inevitably be called to ask questions."

At the same time, at the same time as the siren sounded, a column of soldiers wearing black mechanical exoskeletons ran towards the Xiaguang that had stopped on the runway.

Running under the temporary combat shed next to it, three squad leaders and a platoon leader wearing exoskeletons stood in front of a staff officer wearing an army green combat uniform with their hands behind their backs.

"Three-minute combat meeting—"

"We are the quick reaction force, and the combat meeting is on the way."

The sound of heavy footsteps interrupted the staff's speech. Li Gaoliang, who was already fully armed, unlocked the mask of the exoskeleton, and hammered heavily on the conference table with two fists.

"The 1st row will start with me, this operation, I will personally lead the team!"

The staff officer frowned and reminded: "Please pay attention to your current identity."

"My life was saved by him. You ask me who I am? Our Orbital Airborne Brigade only talks about fists, not identity!" Glaring at the staff officer, Li Gaoliang withdrew his hand from the table and glanced at the standing officer. The other four heavily armed warriors at the table, "Action!"

"yes!"

All boarded within a minute.

Get ready for takeoff in less than two minutes.

Light blue arcs shot out from the back of the Hall thrusters, drawing an arc that stretched from the runway to the sky.

Feeling the severe tremors coming from his back gradually eased, Li Gaoliang, who was sitting in the airborne cabin, locked his helmet visor, and glanced at the rising altitude data. Guessing that the time was almost up, he skillfully connected to the command channel through the voice control system, cleared his throat, and spoke in a clean voice.

"Battle briefing!"

"The freighter Oseberg was hijacked by unidentified militants in the waters at 17° east longitude and 55° north latitude. We have contacted the Baltic Shipping Company and confirmed this. After negotiation, the other party agreed that we should launch a preemptive strike on the cargo ship. The premise is to ensure the personal safety of the 20 crew members on the cargo ship. The British side has sent the Royal Air Force from the nearest military base, and the Danish side has also sent rescue ships from the nearest port.”

"Our mission is simple, land, pull the trigger. Do our best to ensure the safety of the hostages on board, and perform a surgical strike on the deck!"

One of the captains asked.

"Do you need to keep a few alive for interrogation?"

"That's the last thing to consider."

The safety of the Swedish royal family has nothing to do with them, but Professor Lu is different.

In the event that his life is endangered—or threatened—they reserve all powers to exercise necessary force in any sovereign or non-sovereign area.

While talking, the sound of the cabin separating came along the bulkhead, and then the red signal light in the cabin began to light up.

The Xiaguang, sailing in low orbit, has arrived in the sky over Northern Europe.

Jumping from a height of more than 200 kilometers, although you can't see the scenery outside the window, it is quite a test of courage to gradually return to the gravity of your feet and the surging adrenaline.

"Check the 'seat belt' one last time, you can't breathe when you don't go down!"

"The inspection is complete!"

"Very good! The first platoon is entering orbit, and the airborne procedure has started!"

Like a baby whose umbilical cord was cut, the three airborne capsules ejected from the cargo hold of the Xiaguang along the T-shaped guide rail, and began to fall towards the blue planet.

"Old rules, the slogan of our brigade!"

The uniform roar and the courage to move forward echoed in the communication channel.

"Steel is our footprint!"

At this time, someone answered the voice.

"Sir, our landing point is at sea!"

Li Gaoliang laughed loudly twice, and roared loudly.

"Then ride the waves!"