Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 39 Communication with the Engine Oil Guy

"Okay."

After writing the last note, Lu Mingfei closed the computer and prepared to go.

"Do you want me to go with you?"

Chu Zihang, who had just returned from training, asked.

His clothes and hair were soaked with sweat, and his face was slightly red from the rush of blood, looking much sunnier than usual.

Lu Mingfei glanced at Akina Sakai who was about to practice sword, hesitated and said.

"No, you stay and practice swords with her. The intensity should be higher, as long as it doesn't affect the activity."

"Are you going to take her on this mission?"

Chu Zihang immediately guessed his plan.

"Yes."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

He intends to build a team similar to the Battle Sisters, and Akina Sakai is the intended commander.

"It's getting farther and farther away from retirement planning."

Chu Zihang joked.

"This level can only be regarded as an adjustment to retirement life. Moreover, I have not been idle. Recently, Sakai taught me a lot of vocal skills."

Lu Mingfei said with a little pride.

He has already been able to sing the entire song "To the Turbulent Galaxy" without dropping the key, and Sakai Akina commented that it can be used as a good song in KTV.

Lu Mingfei planned to hold a small concert at the Norton Pavilion after he learned a few more songs, so that more people could appreciate the magnificence of Imperial music.

"Come on, I will find someone to participate."

Chu Zihang encouraged.

"By the way, where's Fingel?"

he asked.

"He said his stomach was uncomfortable, so he went back to the dormitory first."

Chu Zihang said.

"It must be pretending. Bring him back and conduct actual combat training with Sakamoto. Otherwise, his share of the buffet this week will be cancelled."

Lu Mingfei said mercilessly.

In order to increase protein intake, strengthen team cohesion, and meet human needs for food, the club will hold a seafood buffet every week.

"I'll be there later."

Chu Zihang nodded.

After curbing the spread of some unhealthy trends in the club, Lu Mingfei left the Norton Hall contentedly.

Sitting in the elevator all the way down, he came to the equipment department located 120 meters underground in Kassel College.

This underground base, which they call "Water Alheim", has nine layers of isolation including concrete walls up to 3 meters thick, high-strength armor plates 50 centimeters thick, and lead-zirconium alloy plates to restrain nuclear weapons attacks. Layers, between the isolation layers are also filled with graphite powder.

According to the equipment department's own calculations, the US military's most advanced ground-penetrating bombs would not be able to penetrate their isolation layer, and the sunspot eruption would have no effect, and biological weapons would be completely decontaminated.

Even if the Dragon King came, unless he activated the super word spirit of the level of Shiva Karma Dance, he wouldn't be able to do anything to Walter Alheim.

"It's easy to shake Kassel, but hard to shake the equipment department!"

After the popularization of Chinese education, the director of the Ministry of Armaments, Akadullah Ahmed Mohamed Farooq, made such a bold statement.

Of course, from Lu Mingfei's point of view, only one bipolar torpedo should be able to destroy Walter Alheim's defenses.

The elevator door opened, and a man in a biohazard suit blocked his way.

"The experimental center, idlers are not allowed to enter."

The distorted voice said in a loud voice.

Although the words were serious, Lu Mingfei could hear the eagerness in his tone, as if he had been looking forward to uttering this line for a long time.

"I brought what you want."

He also immediately entered the state.

"what?"

The gatekeeper's expression changed.

"I brought a blueprint, but I'm not sure you're capable of understanding its significance."

Lu Mingfei said in a doubtful tone.

"Me? Incapable?"

Even through the mask, he could see the anger on the gatekeeper's face.

"Who do you think you're talking to? I, Kurt Yanke, double doctorate in materials science and metallurgical engineering, the best graduate of the Alchemy Department in ten years, the explosion king of the Equipment Institute."

"How dare you say that I don't have the ability to understand a blueprint? If we were in Posen, I would definitely blow your head off with a pork leg bone."

said the gatekeeper angrily.

"How big is the biggest bomb you've ever made? What's the most powerful thing you've ever blown up?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"Uh, let me think about it."

The gatekeeper was lost in thought.

"It doesn't matter if it's a statue, a building, or at best a desert."

He answered for the gatekeeper.

"Nonsense, there is still a second-generation species, although it was not killed."

The gatekeeper retorted subconsciously, and then closed his mouth again when he realized something was wrong.

"The next generation, a little flying reptile, is nothing more than a child's scribble to the art of explosion. Check this out."

Lu Mingfei turned on the computer and faced him.

"As long as a grenade is the size, it can blow up the entire Norton Pavilion without any radiation."

The gatekeeper looked at the blueprint on the computer, and his breathing gradually became heavy.

This polymer explosive is extremely powerful, with a detonation velocity of 16 km/s, more than twice the detonation velocity of TMT, and a bit higher than military high-energy explosives.

However, the difficulty of preparation, detonation, and raw material procurement is much lower. The only disadvantage is that it is not very stable.

But in the eyes of the equipment department, this is not a shortcoming.

"As long as it is combined with this grenade design, the power can be increased by another [-]%, and it can also be directional blasted."

Lu Mingfei introduced it like a salesman.

"I bought it! Send money now."

The gatekeeper said without hesitation.

"I don't need money right now."

He shook his head.

"Then what do you want? Let me tell you first, I like cute girls with big breasts."

The gatekeeper guarded his chest defensively.

Lu Mingfei's blue veins popped up, although the direction was different, but the way of thinking to go crazy at any time was exactly the same.

Sure enough, oil guys are crazy, no matter which universe.

"I still have many more explosive and powerful things, but it seems that you don't want any more."

He turned away.

"Hey, don't worry. It's all here, drink a bottle of Coke before leaving. The Coke we equip is famous for its ice."

The gatekeeper grabbed him with a flattering tone.

Before Lu Mingfei could refuse, he immediately shouted above his head.

"One male guest."

"Please come inside."

The gatekeeper was bent sideways, with one hand stretched forward.

Lu Mingfei walked forward, and he followed behind.

"You don't need to look at the gate anymore?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"There are monitoring and automatic defense systems on it, and I'm just standing here because I lost my pee yesterday."

The gatekeeper shrugged.

He shouldn't have asked this question.

Entering the gate of the equipment department, a man with a very Middle Eastern appearance greeted him.

"Welcome Lu to come to the Equipment Department for guidance. I, Akadullah Ahmed Mohammad Farooq, would like to extend a warm welcome on behalf of the whole staff."

With a wave of his hand, a group of officers behind him applauded together.

Generally speaking, the equipment institute is still very enthusiastic, regardless of the biochemical protective suits on them.

"I don't wear perfume."

Lu Mingfei said blankly.

"Just in case. Come, test."

Arcadullah took out a small instrument and measured it on his armpits, around his mouth, and on his hair.

"Safety."

He nodded solemnly to the staff behind him.

The staff immediately took off their protective clothing and took a deep breath of fresh air.

　In this chapter that was burned to 39.5°C, there may be typos or sentences that do not make sense. Please forgive me, citizens of the empire.The day after tomorrow is going to test the water, I can only pray that the God Emperor will show up.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)