Eh? Do you also want to try the iron fist of the humanoid girl?

"So slow~"

Raphael knew what Lingyin was complaining about. However, from their perspective, slowness should not be a bad thing.

“Technology iteration is not that simple.”

Lingyin turned over and hugged Raphael, her body moving closer.

"What...what happened?"

Lingyin didn't respond immediately, just hugged Raphael.

"When I woke up just now, I was thinking..."

"Uh, huh?"

"Raphael is very much like a cat."

A wheezing laugh came from Lingyin's mouth, and I didn't know what was so funny.

"Cat?"

"Not human."

It was a bit too tragic. Raphael looked at himself and saw how he looked like a cat. Was it when he was running? Or was it his face? As for the face, weren't they all the same?

"How do I look like a cat?"

"I don't think I'll be close to my sister."

"……is that so?"

"Isn't that right?"

In fact, they are very close, Raphael did not say it out loud. If necessary, she can read what her three sisters are thinking.

After hearing Raphael's answer, he couldn't help but tighten his grip on her waist.

"We are actually very close." Raphael felt the hands tightly around his waist, "I think if I were not too close to you, I would not joke with you and let you hug me."

No matter how close you are, there will always be a side of you that won't open up completely. It would be scary to lose the feeling of secrets, Raphael always thought.

But no matter who you are, you definitely have this side to some extent. This is a matter of course, and perhaps this thought is why Lingyin thinks she is a bit like a cat.

But Raphael felt that Lingyin should be similar, except that she was more like a domesticated kitten or puppy.

However, she has never kept a cat, so she is not sure whether this statement is true or not.

Some people say that cats can never be tamed, while others say that their cats are well-behaved and cute.

"How about getting a cat?" Raphael suggested.

"No need, Asuka will be angry."

"Why is she angry?"

"It's tiring to have two cats. If there's another one, she'll definitely be mad."

"Wait, two?" Raphael was slightly surprised.

"You and Luhui, when you were at the close-range shooting range, the way you two chased after everything moving really looked like cats."

"It's fun. Of course I'll chase them and beat them."

The Kill House at this base had been under construction for quite some time, and was originally intended to be used for military autonomous humanoid training, but the basic performance of the mind core slowed down the progress, so that it was never put to use.

As a result, it became an entertainment venue for shooting enthusiasts in the base.

At first, Colonel Nelson was going to take care of it, but he was overwhelmed by the requests of these energetic young people. Since he could neither go out to relieve his anger nor had any internal channels to digest it, he finally gave in with a grudging approval.

Nelson was at a loss as to how to relieve his heat.

When Raphael and Luhui saw that the facility was being reused, they would go in and play around whenever they wanted.

Anyway, they are all specially made non-lethal rimfire bullets. Participants can enjoy two games as long as they protect their faces, especially their eyes.

"Then what are you?" Raphael asked.

"Gu... I don't know."

"A good dog that took the bait."

"Eh? Why would a dog bite a fishhook?"

Raphael expressed shock: "Is this what you are focusing on?"

"What should it be on?"

"Uh~"

Raphael was speechless, she didn't know what to say next.

"Move inside a little, I want to go to bed too."

"Ah...then I sleep inside?"

Lingyin scratched her head, twisted her body to move inside, then turned over and lay on her side facing Raphael.

"Why are you sleeping on your side?"

"…Because I think there's more space this way?"

"It's a single bed, and you have room."

"No, it's empty and boring."

Chapter 132: On whether God can accept the faith of robots

The next day, the sunny weather that had lasted for several days suddenly changed and the weather became very bad.

Raphael woke up to the noisy sound of rain. The self-inspection of the body and core module was in good condition, and the right knee joint replaced in Germany performed very well.

It seemed that settling in Germany might be the first option in the future. She gently took Lingyin's arm away, sat up from the bed, and subconsciously ruffled her bangs.

She looked out the window quietly, and the raindrops she saw through the glass made Raphael sigh. She didn't like rainy days because her hair would get messy.

Raphael reluctantly tied his hair into a ponytail, fastened it with the hair band he bought yesterday, and checked his reflection in the mirror.

The person in the mirror has changed over the past decade, but apart from a slight change in hairstyle, there is no sign of the passage of time.

"Good morning."

The bird moved back and forth in front of the stove, spinning like a top.

"You're up, where's Lingyin?"

"She's still asleep. She doesn't set a timer when she's at home. Waking up depends on how long she plans to sleep."

Only then did Raphael say, "Good morning, the weather is terrible."

"The weather forecast says there will be heavy rain, so today's test may be postponed."

"Great."

Raphael cheered and Asuka gave her a cold look.

"Even if it is postponed today, the performance test of the artificial intelligence 'Metis' will be held as usual the day after tomorrow when the venue is restored. You haven't forgotten it? Are you planning to cancel this test directly with the excuse that the current humanoid body and mind are not compatible?"

"Well!"

Raphael's body froze, his thoughts hit home. Asuka spoke in amazement.

“What if the rainstorm stops soon?”

"No, God will never abandon me."

“Can God receive the robot’s faith?”

"must be able to."

"That would be great." Asuka said, smiling teasingly. The rain that kept pouring down from the sky made a dull sound on the window glass.

“Perhaps, as the first and still the only strong artificial intelligence in existence, I can write an academic paper on “Whether God can receive the faith of robots”.”

“Science won’t accept it.”

"Why don't you just start one?"

"Will not."

Raphael stood by, rubbing his hands quickly and repeatedly, then making the sign of the cross on his chest, acting very "pious".

"Oh, God, please, let the storm come harder."

"I think if Mr. Gorky saw you using his work to pray to God, he would rush out and beat you to death."

"Then he has to defeat the American army first."

"You're talking stupid stuff again."

"Because I've been bored lately! Asuka, have you dealt with the matter in Germany? The Poles are not easy to deal with."

"Of course." Asuka answered without hesitation.

Raphael was speechless. Asuka cast a prying look at her.

"The Poles have neither production lines nor logistics and maintenance centers, so they may have evil intentions."

"The Poles are not that stupid. They are now counting on the M1A2 to survive."

Asuka said helplessly:

"In their plan, these tanks were to hold back the Russians' steel torrent."

"Can they stop it?"

Raphael weighed the ground combat strength of both sides in his mind, rolled his eyes, and said:

“It’s definitely unstoppable.

Even though the Russians admit that there were problems with the tank design ideas of the former Soviet era, such as not having enough space to install more advanced electronic equipment, they are now focusing their technical efforts on improving the T-14 main battle tank.

Russian intelligence sources say that the T-14's turret has become thicker, and in addition to installing new equipment, the Russians have improved the turret's protection.

"Can an M1 shell equipped with ordinary composite armor block it? Huh? It's hard to say whether the current depleted uranium armor can block it, not to mention the composite armor under the hull that has remained unchanged for thousands of years."

Since the millennium, the U.S. military has been mired in security warfare. Every improvement to the M1 main battle tank was to get closer to security warfare rather than a real field army confrontation.

Although there are improvement plans now, the Army is keeping it very secret and we don’t know what the final result will be.

The light tank plan proposed a few years ago eventually produced the M10 MPF. Just looking at the number, people who don’t know would think it is the M10 Wolverine tank destroyer.

This aluminum alloy coffin, which can destroy any infantry fighting vehicle equipped with APFSDS armor-piercing bullets, dares to charge $1200 million for it.

The total weight limit is 35 tons. Normal designers treat one ton as two tons, and use various paper weight reduction techniques.

The designer of the M10 MPF project was just right. A standard 4-man crew wasted 5 tons for a black uncle's 4-second autoloader.

The front-engine infantry fighting vehicle or Merkava-style body layout makes the frontal missile projection much larger, further wasting tonnage.

In addition, the car body is made of aluminum alloy, which is basically the same as running naked, and you can abandon the car if you get hit by any bullet. Because if it is hit, the engine will be scrapped, so what's the point of playing?

In addition, not only is the protection weak, but there is also no matching high-performance explosive reactive armor, and it seems weak even when used to suppress the villagers.

Almost all the mistakes that can be made in tank design have been made. This thing is just a meat bun with thin skin and big fillings.

The only advantage, perhaps, is that a normal C17 can pull two units into the sky at once.

But in this light, why not just purchase the XM8? The XM8 has been tested by the 101st Airborne Division and has participated in actual combat deployment.

If the company is not registered in the United States, it can be required to register one in the United States, just like SIG USA and SIG Germany.

As long as you do this, XM8 can be successfully selected.

The final result of the M10 MPF inevitably makes people wonder whether General Dynamics secretly went to the Army Materiel Command to sell it.

"The plan is the plan, and we have to mass produce it no matter how hard we try."

Fei Niao placed the fried eggs on plates, then placed bacon and vegetables on top, and topped them with rye bread, sausage and apples.

Every time she did this, she would sigh at how amazing the civilization of the last era was. The artificial digestive system could actually provide energy for a body of steel.

In terms of energy conversion efficiency, Asuka believed that they would definitely not be able to compare with the pre-production military autonomous dolls currently in the warehouse.

After all, they have an excuse: Raphael can only obtain energy by eating.

If one day they are in a harsh environment and cannot get food, they can only choose to shut down and hibernate.