Musk's open-mindedness and optimism are completely opposite to the performance of ordinary people in the general environment.

When ordinary people were worried about whether the alien army would attack, he still maintained the simplest belief.

Leave professional matters to professionals. Too much worry will affect your work efficiency.

Sumo was dumbfounded for a moment, but Musk's approach was exactly the same as him.

Although the war on the front line may have entered the most intense period of contact, he also had no idea of ​​participating in it.

It is his job to get more special survival points and prepare for the first gambling battle with gods.

The more chaotic the external environment is, the less likely we are to be in chaos.

"Are you planning to mass-produce this equipment and push it to the front-line army for installation?" Sumo thought for a moment. Musk's ability to develop a prototype so quickly must have taken into account that the war was coming.

If frontline armies could be equipped with such exoskeleton armor on a large scale, the winning rate of humans against aliens would definitely increase by a few percentage points.

In a large-scale ethnic war, these few percentage points may mean the lives of millions or tens of millions of people.

"I have this idea, but I still need to test the effect." Musk said in a low voice.

"The price of this equipment is not cheap. Even if it is equipped with 100,000 people, it will be an astronomical sum. Moreover, future maintenance and replacement will be troublesome. It is difficult to organize a corresponding mechanized maintenance team."

"But fortunately, in the current economic environment, everything is about war and winning two gambling battles. Economic benefits, infrastructure, and rate of return do not need to be thought about, even if these equipment have to drain the territory of materials.

Inventory, ordinary people can definitely understand it.”

"It's difficult." Sumo smiled, "This set of equipment looks like it, but you should know in your heart what the actual effect is. It's too stupid. At least three versions need to be optimized before it can be put into actual combat. The materials are also

A comprehensive innovative breakthrough is needed.”

If you want to build a mechanized force, the biggest test is your logistics capabilities.

The more sophisticated the machinery, the more likely it is to malfunction in a fierce firefight. At this time, if the logistics maintenance team cannot keep up in time, the expensive equipment may be abandoned on the front line before it can function.

After too many times, users no longer believe in the reliability of the equipment, and will naturally develop a rejection mentality.

Colleges, foundations, and companies as powerful as Blue Star have not formed large-scale mechanized teams.

Even those with top-level combat power in battle armor are rare.

"In addition, you also need to develop a set of automatic maintenance equipment. It only requires simple manual operation and positioning to troubleshoot the problem and then repair it in a targeted manner." Sumo continued, these technologies have actually been developed in Tianyuan Territory for a long time.

, and achieved certain results.

If Musk really has the determination and ability to push Golden Eagle to form a mechanized force, he would not mind trading out the technology.

"You make it simple. How can this kind of technology be so easy to develop?" Musk rolled his eyes. It was a miracle that he could build this prototype in such a short time.

How can it be so simple to develop related equipment from scratch?

"Come in and talk, but I have to remind you. The data I sent you last time was free, but this time if you want to take this guy to get new information and data from me, you have to pay."

"This is simple, you can ask whatever you want, and it won't be a problem if I can give you anything."

Musk generously took off his armor and handed it to Thomas to take aside for safekeeping.

The two entered the stone house one after the other.

The Tesla Territory and the Boulder Territory reached an agreement to provide assistance, and the reception conditions were much better this time. Somo personally twisted a handful of tea leaves and put them into the teapot, then poured two cups of tea out.

"Let's talk about the battle situation on the front line first. How is the progress of the aliens in the east?"

"The progress is very fast." With no outsiders around him, Musk couldn't help but frown.

"This time the aliens' actions have a very large scope, covering almost the entire eastern plate. Our human territories in the east have been under siege by aliens for more than ten days. Now the number of territories that have been conquered has reached nine, and the number of casualties is close to four million.

."

"But that's not the most troublesome thing."

He paused, looked at Somo who was looking thoughtful, and continued.

"Did you know that there are spies among us humans? They have taken refuge with the aliens. They not only sold information to them, but also pretended to deceive the trust of other territories, thereby creating opportunities for the aliens to attack."

Something to be expected.

Sumo took a deep breath. Whether it was a future ruin or reality, this kind of thing was still happening.

There will always be a group of humans who cannot withstand the temptation, betray the ethnic group, and seek refuge with foreign races for glory.

"After the trust crisis is established, everyone in the major territories will be in danger, and the foreign races will be better able to attack in isolation. The big trouble will soon spread to our southern plate, in two months at most."

"Does the Golden Eagle have any plans to send people to the front line to stop the attack?" Sumo couldn't help but ask.

Although it was a bit sensitive and strange for him to ask such a question in his current capacity, sometimes it was just such an obvious crossing of boundaries that could quickly bring the relationship between two people closer.

Sure enough, Musk looked at him strangely, but still replied:

"This is inevitable. We cannot allow the aliens to enter the southern plate unimpeded. At least they must not be allowed to cause damage before the end of the autumn harvest. After that, it will be winter. As long as we can persist until winter, we will have at least three months.

buffer period.”

"Now the major federal territories are organizing troops to assemble and go to the front line to fight the alien races. Due to confidentiality reasons, I can't tell you the specific number and scale for the time being, but it will definitely not be less than seven figures. In addition, the Northern Alliance and Dragon

The banner will also send troops accordingly to suppress the aliens to death in the eastern sector."

Seven digits means one million people.

It is indeed the territory of the Yusan family. Just a simple sniper attack can produce such a terrifying scale.

If the three territories can all produce this number of troops, the alien attack will definitely be stopped for a while.

As long as we can survive until winter comes, the harsh climatic conditions can at least stop the war for a while, until the first gambling battle begins.

"Don't worry, although the situation on the front line is serious, it is far from the point where we need to worry."

Seeing Somo lowering his head in thought, Musk couldn't help but comfort him: "Don't you Chinese people say that if the sky falls, there will be a tall person to hold it up? If the alien race comes over, the human God Su will definitely not sit idly by."

Depend on.

It's okay not to say that, but when he said it, Su Mo suddenly couldn't hold himself tight.

In this kind of war, which has reached tens of millions of levels, the impact that an individual can bring is minimal.

But Musk is right, if the sky falls, there will be someone taller to hold it up.

At this stage, the tall man is in the territory of the Yusan family, and there is no need for him to worry about foreigners coming in.

"What we need now is research, armor, and new technologies that can be used on the battlefield."

Musk's voice changed and his tone became passionate.

"How about it? I see that you are very concerned about the front line. Do you want to go to my territory and let's do something big that can affect the front line?"

Before coming, his plan was divided into two steps.

The first is to induce him by promising some benefits that Lao Zhang cannot refuse in exchange, so that he can agree to Sumo joining the Tesla territory as a technical consultant.

The second is to lure him with conditions. For a research talent, a well-equipped laboratory is undoubtedly the most attractive thing. He is extremely sure that there is absolutely no qualified experimental conditions in the Boulder Territory. With Sumo's ability, most experiments cannot be carried out.

To carry out, this only has paper data.

However, now that he discovered that Sumo was so interested in frontline battles, Musk adjusted his plan in time.

Use the war on the front line as an attraction, and think about the equipment you develop and use on the front line, and in the war against aliens. Needless to say, the temptation is there.

Sumo raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't expect Musk to say that, and was a little surprised.

"Tell me, what do you want to help you with? Perfect this prototype and strive for mass production of the exoskeleton?"

Musk nodded: "With the help of routes, although human beings' athletic ability far exceeds the limits we thought in the past, it is difficult to exert this part of the limit value because the weapons we use essentially do not need to be so

High limit value.”

The lower limit of damage that guns can cause is very high. As long as it can break through the defense, it will result in death or injury.

But the upper limit of the gun is also very low. Once it cannot break through the defense, it is just a burning stick.

Even if it is like what is shown in the movie, hitting more than a dozen bullets at the same position in a row to break through the defense and cause damage, it still has little practical significance in a battle of hundreds of thousands or millions of people.

Therefore, mankind is in urgent need of a weapon that can exert movement beyond the limit.

In Musk's view, exoskeleton armor may be the best choice.

When advancing, you can form a battle group to carry out frontal suppression and strikes against foreign races. When retreating, you can use your perfect maneuverability to create a guerrilla blocking effect.

Especially in small-scale assault battles, humans wearing exoskeletons can rush into battle without restraint, similar to cavalry in the cold weapon era.

And these are exactly what guns cannot provide at all.

"Why not choose to study missiles? Aren't beyond-visual-range strikes more effective?" Sumo asked.

"Two reasons. One is the cost issue. The wasteland is not like modern times, which can directly position and guide through satellites. We can't launch satellites now, and it is very troublesome to solve the problem of guidance. Therefore, even if missiles are developed, they can only be used at close range.

Through manual intervention to aim and release, the advantage of over-the-horizon strike is lost.”

Musk said solemnly, "The second is the result of losing control of the weapon. You also know the trust issue. If the missile we developed falls into the hands of human traitors, they press the launch button at the Golden Eagle's command headquarters.

, no one can bear such consequences, which far exceed the benefits brought by our use of missiles."

The answer is almost exactly the same as in Future Ruins.

The three major territories have strictly controlled the iterative update speed of weapons from beginning to end, not without their own considerations.
To be continued...