Defend Namsan Park

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Looking back, it turned out that this was the last time that pokeweed and euonymus were together.

Because none of the entire Engineering Office attended the topping-out ceremony of the Super Bharat Brahma Temple Longdi Stan, it is said that as long as you don't want a promotion, you are the head of the unit. Despite Old Man Ji's repeated orders that no one should be absent or ask for leave, the Engineering Office, as a typical example of a backward person on the verge of lying down, did not listen to Old Man Ji's orders. Of course, the collective absence of the Engineering Office was not because they were lying in bed taking a nap. It was just that Wang Xiangbing believed that compared with attending the completion ceremony, they had more important and urgent work to do - testing the escape system of the giant machine "Chaofeng".

So Shang Lu observed the giant machine "Chaofeng" flying head technique, just like Shen Gongbao, at the test site of Chongqing University of Posts and Telecommunications.

In theory, all mechs should be designed with an escape system, which is the last step to ensure the safety of the pilot. Although this system has never been used in history, the battle between mechs and angels is either a fight to the death or a fight to the death. I can die, but you must die. On the battlefield where the mathematical expectation is only 1/2 of a life, the escape system is only symbolic.

New-generation megamachines like "Da Yi" can use electromagnetic rails to eject the cockpit from its rear, but "Chao Feng" cannot. Therefore, the operations team decided to eject "Chao Feng's" entire head—"Chao Feng's" head is a behemoth weighing tens of tons. Wang Xiangbing simply and crudely installed six rocket engines on it. Even Shang Lu didn't know where they found the engines. They were probably salvaged from the Long March 3 rocket. They were YF-20 series engines, using room-temperature fuel, burning unsymmetrical dimethylhydrazine and nitrogen tetroxide, which are highly toxic.

No wonder the operations office has been struggling with balancing the "Chaofeng's" big head, repeatedly mixing purified water and compressed biscuits, adding more water when there's too much flour and more flour when there's too much water. It turns out that in their plan, this head is going to take off.

Six rocket engines are mounted under its neck, encircling it like a collar, ready to take off at a single command.

During the test, there was only one head on the test field.

The head was suspended more than ten meters in the air by steel cables. Below it was a large pit, like a swimming pool, covered with thick sand. The advantage of using unsymmetrical dimethylhydrazine and nitrogen tetroxide as fuel was that they were easy to store and ignite, but the disadvantage was that they were highly toxic. Therefore, all the onlookers stayed in shelters hundreds of meters away, and the firefighters were on high alert.

Li Wenxuan is the person in charge of this head, and he remains unmoved.

Wang Xiangbing proudly introduced the ins and outs of this head to the guests present—the so-called guests were representatives of the employees and cadres of Workshop 112. Wang Xiangbing couldn't invite anyone else, as everyone else had attended the topping-out ceremony for Old Man Ji.

Wang Xiangbing vividly described to everyone the powerful protective capabilities of the "Chaofeng" cockpit: impervious to blades and bullets, impervious to water and fire, and protected against nuclear, biological, and chemical attacks. Even a 12.7mm steel-core armor-piercing incendiary round couldn't penetrate it! It was practically an indestructible doomsday fortress, although no one had actually fired a shot at the "Chaofeng's" head—if Wang Xiangbing said so, then it was.

"The commander, deputy commander, and observers are positioned in the head, while the chief engineer and operator are located inside the 'Chaofeng' thoracic cavity, specifically at the Adam's apple," Wang Xiangbing, wearing a small bee-shaped hat, addressed the audience. "A standard crew consists of five people. In case of an emergency evacuation, the chief engineer and operator can climb into the head through a vertical internal passage, then activate the rocket engine for ejection. The entire process takes less than a minute. This design effectively ensures the safety of the crew members!"

The audience listened absentmindedly, eager to see the flying head—it would be even better, more exciting, if the test failed and the rocket engine blew "Mocking Wind's" head into the sky.

As for its safety and protective capabilities, nobody cares, because no one but Wang Xiangbing would sit inside it.

"After the testing is over, everyone is welcome to come and experience it! We have successfully developed the 'Chaofeng' control system, and the armor is as cool as an armored warrior! No man can resist this temptation!" Wang Xiangbing waved his hands. "The selection and training of the 'Chaofeng' megamachine crew is about to begin! We plan to recruit two to three crews to serve as backups for each other. Comrades! Welcome to sign up! Just imagine! A fifty-meter-tall steel giant!"

He raised his clenched fist high.

"Hey Chief Engineer, your office is so full of energy!" Dingxiang whispered.

“He’s only passionate about large robots,” Shang Lu said. “When I first came to the Operations Office, they were all a bunch of lazy bums.”

"You've managed to lift up a bunch of lazy bums; the chief engineer is a great leader." Chen Yu gave a thumbs up.

Chen Yu and Ding Xiang were also invited to observe the test. The person who invited them was Shang Lu. Two nights ago, Shang Lu asked Chen Yu: "Hey, do you want to see something interesting? Maybe there will be a surprise."

Chen Yu asked, "What is beautiful?"
Shanglu said it was a flying big head.

Chen Yu then asked, "Where's the surprise?"
Shang Lu said there's a certain probability that the flying giant head will explode.

Chen Yu slapped his thigh and came over, even calling Ding Xiang along. "Comrades! Think about it! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! You don't need to master the complex theoretical knowledge of conventional mech pilots! All you need is a strong body! An unbreakable determination! A tempered will! I believe every comrade here possesses these excellent qualities!" Wang Xiangbing declared emphatically. "We welcome every courageous and determined comrade to sign up!"

"Attention, all units!" Suddenly, a louder voice drowned out Wang Xiangbing's. It was Li Wenxuan. His uncle only had a small bee, but Li Wenxuan was holding a microphone. His patience with Wang Xiangbing's passionate and eccentric speech had reached its limit, so he simply interrupted, "Initiate the preparation launch procedure!"

Everyone roused themselves, shifting their gaze from Wang Xiangbing to the giant mechanical head in the distance.

"five!"

Li Wenxuan began the countdown.

The audience had a vague sense of anticipation, unsure whether they hoped it would succeed in the test or explode on the spot.

"Four!"

"Will it really explode?" Dingxiang quietly asked Chen Yu.

"three!"

"Will it really explode?" Chen Yu quietly asked Shang Lu.

"two!"

Shang Lu turned his head. He seemed to hear the faint sound of fireworks exploding. Was it his imagination? Who would be setting off fireworks at this time of year?

"One! Ignition!"

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Brilliant fireworks exploded high in the sky, and golden and silver confetti fell like willow catkins on the hair and shoulders of the crowd. From the front, the fireworks formed a large circle; from below, they also formed a large circle. A bright red platform, a bright red backdrop, and bright red long tables and chairs were set up. All the leaders were present, and the cadres were seated. Old Ji, wearing a wrinkled suit with a plastic flower pinned to his chest, stood in front of the backdrop, behind which was a huge banner proclaiming "Completion Ceremony of the Super Bharat Brahma Temple Longdi Stan Gang Project."

No one can probably remember what he said. Leaders came up to the stage to give speeches and came down to their seats in a similar flow. One after another, they took turns speaking. Interspersed among these speeches were some commendation activities, recognizing the activists, outstanding employees, and heroes who emerged from the projects.

Finally, Old Man Ji said, "Let's invite Comrade Wei Mao, the driver of 'Da Yi,' to the stage to speak. As the representative of the mission, he will make a statement! Let's give him a round of applause!"

The drowsy audience was jolted awake and unanimously pulled out their phones to take photos and videos.

The cameraman in charge of the live television broadcast also focused his lens on Wei Mao, zooming in, capturing close-ups, and even as Wei Mao bent over organizing her script, she appeared as beautiful as a lotus emerging from the water. It is said that the Political Department of the Central Military Commission had considered having Wei Mao shoot a recruitment advertisement, but they had to give up because he couldn't deliver a complete line of dialogue.

The cadres and staff who came to attend the celebration ceremony for Old Man Ji were the ones who were fortunate enough to see Wei Mao one last time. Some of them were seeing the legendary Wei Mao for the first time. Neither Shang Lu nor the Caogong Office came, so they did not see him.

"Respectful respect ...

Speaking in broad daylight, in front of a large audience, Wei Mao stammered even more than usual.

But no one cared; they just wanted him to stay on stage a little longer. Cameras practically shoved into the audience, trying to capture every pore of his flawless face. Even in this apocalyptic world, people still crave idols. These idols no longer sing or dance; they must now confront the gods. These powerful and beautiful figures are speaking, and Tang Di stands far away, feeling only sadness.