Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

Nanjing Space Launch Centre.

The recent atmosphere has been somewhat exciting.

The

first group of space residents travelling to the Circumpolar District had been admitted as long as a month ago. Most of them were nine minutes later, and some eight minutes later. And the lowest degree of schooling, regardless of age, is Doctor – if not, it must be a senior engineer.

In the dormitory at the launch base, Tatari Farms took a bottle of coffee in their hands, sitting on the mud on the road, drinking coffee on the side, thinking about the heart.

At that time, a man also came out of the dormitory building, just as he matched it, so he walked this way.

“Doctor?”

There are only two types of people in the first group last month, one engineer and the other scientist. If that’s the case, it’s probably acquiescence and the latter.

Look at the man who spoke to himself, Takeshi Nodded.

“Yes, you?”

“Like you,” The man with a pink head laughed, and after a cigarette, he said, “Are you going to dry and so on?”

“Me?”

“Is there anyone else here?”

“The land.”

“Grounds?”

“To be precise is to study seeds.”

“Sounds interesting.”

“Probably not what you think.”

“haha, do you think it’s funny that this man looks at Munny on the surface? But I mean,” Deep smoking, the man with a white head touched a cigarette box, and laughed said, “Want a cigarette?”

“I don’t smoke.”

“There’s a doctor who doesn’t smoke, and I seriously doubt your academic level,” The man laughed, took his roots out of his ears, “So how did you raise the gods when you got thesis?”

Takeshima shakes the canned coffee in his hand.

“Fuck this.”

“Coffee, … good stuff, but excitement is still weak for me, with a 20,000 words of thesis in 72 hours and access to that old fellow’s foresight, and no pack of cigarettes can stop a day.”

“What’s your mentor?”

“Glorious constitutional wealth.”

In the words of that man, there was a clear pride in his eyes. Although the mentor was damaged in his mouth, it was clear that he was quite respectful of this professor.

And after hearing the name of great constitutional enrichment, Takeshima’s face has flourished.

Masters, one of the military leaders in the area of nuclear assembly engineering, was a powerful commander of the group led by landlords, who entered the control small integration project team after the completion of the archaeological pile and later transferred to 585 directors.

After the second generation was classified as a hundred years old, this is currently dominated mainly by 585 monasteries, the Wang Guangqing Hospital of the Nuclear Industry Group, and the Li Jianjiang Memorial Corps of the Institute of Sun Materials.

The mentor is a hospitalist.

Isn’t that “legend” of the landlord?

That’s not easy.

The man who saw this canned coffee hasn’t spoken for half a day, and the white man keeps talking.

“Where’s your mentor?”

“It’s Big Drew.”

“Big Drew? Buffalo! But speaking of that, we’ve all introduced this mentor, and yet we haven’t introduced ourselves,” The man with his head, laughed, stretched right hand, “Sun Hung, who just graduated last year, can control the nuclear changes for the second generation.”

“Tataro, research into space breeding technologies for economic crops, such as cotton, coffee beans, is a half-new direction.”

“Not a secret,” with a cigarette head shaking, Sun said with a smile, “a hundred years old, all of which are ashes, and you don’t see any interest in land professor? The difference between two generations of technologies that can control changes and one generation of controlled variables is not the same, and we directly use three energy sources. Look, no hundred years, this scientific project doesn’t want to see results.”

Takeshima wild laugh.

100 years…

So far away, people can’t see.

“What if a landlord comes out?”

“That probability still ignores more realistic.”

Although sexuality is different, there is an accident to talk. Yet, just as the two people were saying, a warning of an ear suddenly broke the silent night sky.

frowned, Sunshine stood up from the ground, pats pants.

“What happened?”

Takamoto looked away and thought about it a moment later.

“I don’t know. Maybe the nearby army?”

“In the army?”

“orbital airborne brigade, they’re on the other side of the base.”

Throw the empty tanks in your hand accurately into the garbage barrel next to him, Takeshima’s handkerchief, standing up from the ground, “The subject is better. We don’t talk about what we learned in the safe class. Come on, let’s go to the dormitory and be seen so we can’t be called into question.”

Meanwhile, at the same time as the alarm sounds, a soldier with a paint black mechanical skull runs towards a sealight that has stabilized on the runway.

Under the temporary warehouse next to the battlefield, three leaders in the skull and one in the back of a row were standing in front of a staff member in the green uniforms.

“Three minutes to fight…”

“We are quick counterforces, and we are on the road to the battle conference.”

The strong footsteps interrupted the staff member’s statement that the full armed Li Gao had locked the mask of the skull and that the two boxes were heavily hammer on the table.

“One line to me, this operation, I’ll take the team myself!”

Staff wrinkled their eyebrows, reminding me, “Please take note of your present identity.”

“Old man, he saved this life. What do you mean I am? Our orbital air travel only speaks of fists, not identity!” Look at that counselor, Li Gao has recovered his hand from the table, sweeping four other armed fighters standing at the table, “Move!”

“Yes!”

All boarded in a minute.

Preparations for take-off are completed within two minutes.

The light of freshblue sprays from the back of the Horr propulsion, pulling together the archer that extends from the runway to the sky.

Feel the tremendous shock from the back slowing down, and Lee, sitting in an empty landing cabin, lock the helmet up and see high data on rising eyes. The time was almost there, and he was skilled to connect to the channel of command through the sound system, clear his voice and use the sound of clean down.

“Battle briefing!”

“Ossetberg’s cargo tank was hijacked by unknown armed elements east of 17° and north latitude 55 ° Sea Territory, and we have contacted and confirmed this with the Baltic Sea Shipping Company. After consultations, the other side agreed to launch a pre-emptive attack on the cargo vessel, provided that the physical security of 20 crews on the cargo vessel was ensured. The British side has deployed Royal Air Force from the recent military base, and the Danish side has also sent rescue vessels from the nearest ports.”

“Our mission is simple, landing, pulling down the trigger. To the greatest extent possible, to ensure the safety of the hostages on board and to carry out surgical strikes against deck!”

One of them little Captain asked questions.

“Do you need a few questions?”

“That’s the last thing to think about.”

The

security of the Swedish Crown has nothing to do with them, but the land professor is different.

In

the case of his life safety at risk – or in the case of threats – they retain everything in any Lord. Power or not. The power of the region to exercise the necessary force.

At the same time as speaking, the voices of the ship’s separation came along the walls, and then the red light in the hatch started to shine.

Navigation at the sealight in the low orbit has reached the above in northern Europe.

The jumping from more than 200 km of height, although it is not seen outside the window, it is quite courageous to gradually return to the gravitational gravity of the feet and the adrenaline flowing up.

“Last check on ‘safe belts’, don’t breathe!”

“Check it out!”

“Good! One row is on track, the air dropping procedure is on!”

LIKE CUTTING THE BELT’S BABIES, THREE EMPTY LANDING BOXES FOLLOW THE T-SIZED TRAJECTORY, FIRING OUT OF THE SEALIGHT CARGO CLASS AND FALLING TOWARDS THAT BLUE PLANET.

“Old rules, the slogan of our journey!”

The sound of a single scream goes back in the channel with that unprecedented courage.

“Steel is our footprint!”

At

this point, someone picked up a voice.

“Sir, our landing points are at sea!”

Li Gao laughed heartily two times, shouting loudly.

“Then walk away!”