Monster Factory

The blizzard lasted five hours, and by the time the blizzard stopped, the Lord's warship had been buried half of its body in the snow.

This landscape who has seen, for a time, Ye Qing looked past from the side window, the world is no longer contoured, and there must be no sense of direction or scenery.

Ye Qing activated the thrusters of the Lord's Battleship, blew away the surrounding snow accumulation a few meters thick, exposed the flammable ice buried below again, and then continued working.

In the sixth phase, it has a warehouse volume of just 1,000 cubic metres, and can carry 1,000 tons of water.

The vastness of the Lord's warships can also be seen here, because a thousand cubic meters, if converted into containers, would be a vast volume ten meters long and ten meters tall.

There is no night here, and Ye Qing, who is focused on his work, can't detect the passage of time.

Wait until the two multifunctional robotic arms cut the combustible ice into 1,000 cubes and place the exact yard in the cargo hold. Twenty-two hours have passed since Ye Qing turned back to Zhongyun.

In the snow and ice, the Lord's Battleship drew a trace of a giant dragon walking.

But don't worry, in less than two hours, the storm will bury the trail.

When the Lord's Battleship wears a disguised enclosure and enters the sea, nothing will happen to Ye Qing, just cruise automatically.

In the living room, Ye Qing was lying in bed without much difficulty.

Satellite signal receivers that are on hold at this point, intermittent signals, possibly over Antarctica, have no reason for network satellite coverage. Relax, Ye Qing used his laptop to open an electronic map.

This map is a tile map of the global map, and it's very simple: the names of seven continents, and the names of the oceans, not even a single country.

But there's an extra marking on it that's not on a regular map, that's eight nuclear bomb markings. It is located in the surrounding maritime areas of the United States, as well as the Mediterranean, the Atlantic and the Pacific.

The eight markings, the first B47 bomber in the United States, had been planted in Mediterranean waters since 1956, until 1980, when the ocean was lost due to a crash of an aircraft or submarine.

According to official United States decryption data later queried by Ye Qing, a total of 32 “broken arrow” accidents officially announced by the United States have been discovered over the past 20 years, mostly bomber crashes carrying nuclear bombs. Most of the nuclear bombs, of course, have been found.

The eight seas now marked on the map are nuclear bombs that cannot be salvaged because of uncertainty about their location and the depth of the waters.

With the passage of time, these missing nuclear bombs have long been submerged by the seabed dust brought up by ocean currents, and the United States has given up its search altogether.

It also shows the strength of the United States during the Cold War, when eight nuclear bombs were left in the sea. If Professor Cai hadn't told him, Ye Qing would have found official information and killed Ye Qing, he wouldn't have believed such a thing.

After studying this information carefully, Ye Qing decided to target an A-4 Daily Eagle onboard attack aircraft in 1965, carrying a nuclear bomb when it crashed into the Pacific Ocean.

First, it is located in a deep submarine depression more than 300 km from Okinawa Island and is one of a series of depressions in the Sea of Japan stretching from the Qiandao Trench to the Mariana Trench via the Ogasawara Trench. The crash site is close to 5,000 metres deep, with a smaller area and a dark trench that perfectly hides the trail of the Lord's Battleship.

Of course, the Lord's Battleship can't dive to this depth, and in Stage Six, it has a maximum depth of just a thousand meters.

Ye Qing must build a deep submarine capable of withstanding ultra-high pressure sea water and highly technical search equipment.

The seemingly impossible task, in fact, the monster factory has already given a solution.

Two days later, the Lord's Battleship returned to the Longxi Beach Factory in peace and quiet. Those flammable ice sealed in the cargo hold were immediately transferred to dozens of cold storage units for sealing.

Now that there is flammable ice, the remaining materials Ye Qing also let the company start purchasing. If those high-purity metals cannot be purchased, the factory smelts them itself.

With weapons-grade plutonium, energy towers can be erected in factories.

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Close to a week of isolation, Ye Qing felt particularly eager to talk to someone and chat.

This idea grew stronger after an overnight meeting with the masters of craft and metal experts to discuss options for deep-sea submarines.

The monsters can talk, but they can talk about the mechanical industry.

For example, in order to withstand the pressure of 5,000 to 6,000 meters deep in the sea, Ye Qing and they are discussing making the enclosure of the submarine a circular sphere, and designing a cable that can withstand tremendous pressure for longer runs and real-time monitoring.

For every 1,000 metres of dive, the vehicle has to withstand an extra thousand tons of pressure per square metre on the housing. Even 5,000 meters deep, this pressure has reached 5,000 tons.

What is this concept?

For example, a 5,000 tonne forge machine is commonly used to impact a car. If you can pull out the shell material that keeps your car from deforming, you are eligible to manufacture this deep submersible.

In the eyes of outsiders, it may be normal for the president to bring the engineer to a meeting to discuss the product plan. In Ye Qing's eyes, hidden under the camouflage's overalls, it is the long horn of the head, as if it were a monster walking out of darkness and barbarity.

It seems very easy to look at, but Ye Qing is a human being. He stayed with them for a week. He was super lonely.

So when the light comes on, the moon hangs in the sky. Ye Qing switched to a casual jacket, adjusted the data glasses to light color, and drove the Mercedes-Benz G65 up and down the street.

The G65 is a big-horse muscle car, commonly known online as the Big G, and is very popular with young men.

Of course, Ye Qing was not aimless. He drove along Huanhai Avenue into the city. After walking a few blocks, he parked his car near the family building of Chengxi Industrial and Commercial Bank. Drop the window, put the music down gently, Ye Qing is ready to wait for a pocket for dinner.

Cool seating and handsome men in cars combined to attract the attention of the opposite sex.

This is not true. Ye Qing stopped for less than a minute, and one girl dressed in a somewhat gorgeous dress could probably rate a six-and-a-half points. Some drunken people did not come to the wine to ask for directions.

“Handsome, could you tell me where there is a clinic nearby? My heart beats a little fast and I can't breathe.” The girl gently held onto Big G's rearview mirror and appeared soft and weak.

“I'm not familiar with this either, you can use your phone to find it on the map.” Ye Qingmouth raised an unconscious smile, the girl in front of her, if in college, how can she rate the class flowers and so on, belongs to many male compatriots to fight for each other's hospitality.

“I... my phone is dead, can you help me find the clinic? ”

“Turn left in front, there's a clinic in the alley.” A girl in a small brown leather jacket with soft hair and an intoxicating white face stood by the car with a smile on her face, "What's wrong with this lady, what's wrong with you? ”

“No... no...” The girl she talked to took two steps back, then left with a red face.

“She said she had a fast heartbeat and couldn't breathe.” Ye Qing had a strong smile. Perhaps it was because his heart was rhythmic. The clothes he wore today were very compatible with himself. They were all young sports and leisure winds.

“Brother Ye, when he sees you, his heart beats faster.” White pockets passed through the windows, puking tongues in a playful way.

“Get in the car, brother, and take you to dinner.” Ye Qing patted the car door.

When he got in the car and closed the door, Ye Qing also raised the window. He was about to ask the helmet what it was recommended to do deliciously, but the helmet made a whining gesture, and then held Ye Qing with a gentle music accompaniment.