Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

For most people, learning is a tedious and painful process.

Especially in the stage of teenagers and even children, almost everyone has lost their minds in class.

It is the age of curiosity, the imagination is rich, and the messy thoughts come one after another. It is said that most of the people stared bored at the constantly rotating ceiling fans in the classroom when they were in school.

Looking at the electrical appliances that are spinning at a high speed and even dangling because of their old age and stained with a lot of black fur, dust and dirt, almost everyone will have a question in their hearts.

- What happens if this thing falls off?

Students who are too imaginative must have imagined more than once the harmonious appearance of red in the classroom and tomato juice on the walls. This kind of crisis fantasy accompanies everyone in their student days, even after graduation, technology development, air conditioning and leafless Fans have gradually replaced the old guys in the classroom, but occasionally seeing this classic appliance in other places will still bring back childhood memories.

And while laughing, stay away from this thing.

However, think more.

The design of the ceiling fan is guaranteed to be safe. Even if the fan blade suddenly falls, it is unlikely to cut people into asami, but the smashing and cutting are certain.

- But the propeller of the helicopter can do it.

Helicopter is a rotary-wing aircraft, and the propeller speed is about three or four hundred revolutions per minute. Whether it is strength or speed, it is not comparable to the ceiling fan in the classroom.

Holding up the shooter buddy, Kant thought of the old-fashioned juicer at home.

Hold the fruit that needs to be squeezed, press down, and keep pressing, and the juice will be squeezed out continuously.

He grabbed the buddy and lifted it up, and found that the buddy's body disappeared quickly as the altitude increased, and even no blood was seen, because everything was dissipated in the high wind of the propeller's high speed.

It all happened too fast and too scary. Ever since Kant rushed in front of the glass cover, the driver was startled. After Kant grabbed his companion out, the driver subconsciously pulled up the joystick and desperately climbed to turn. , the helicopter continued to climb, and swayed left and right in the air, trying to throw the guy who suddenly flashed out, but it couldn't be done.

The driver just screamed and watched his companion lifted high.

But fortunately, it was just held high. Due to Kant's limited wingspan, he couldn't lift it too high. Although the shooter and co-pilot was lifted high, he was not sawed.

Kant clicked his tongue, threw the remaining half of the body down, looked at the stunned driver, and said cheerfully: "Friend, start the ejection seat, I promise not to chase you."

Start up... crap.

Not to mention that this Frenchman can't understand Chinese at all, even if he can understand it, he can only scold his mother.

Of the helicopters in the world, only Lao Maozi has designed an ejection seat, and there are two options.

The first is to blow up the propeller first and then eject the pilot.

The second is to eject the pilot through the gap of the propeller rotation, similar to the machine gun firing principle of propeller planes during World War I and World War II.

The American helicopter, nicknamed the Cobra, certainly doesn't have that capability.

"That would be a pity."

Kant stretched out his hand, grabbed the buddy, and threw him directly from the sky amid the screams of the other party: "Get out of my helicopter!"

Then he jumped into the driver's seat and...

"…"

"Um…"

Kant looked at the instrument panel and various buttons that looked like a high-level test paper, with an embarrassed look on his face. When he touched the joystick, the helicopter jumped into the air ballet. The small earphone in his ear asked, "I said, how do I make this thing stop and land?"

Of course, this conversation was transmitted back to the iron son, and was broadcast by the car audio.

After a while, Kang Daddy's worried and exasperated voice sounded: "Stop it! You haven't learned it! You can't drive a helicopter in the battlefield! Get out!"

The helicopter has two propellers and relies on several different forces to maintain balance and maneuver, which means that helicopter driving is much more difficult than fixed-wing aircraft, and it is more troublesome to learn. The helicopter driving in the game cannot be simplified any more Now, there are still many people who will not drive.

"No, no, what a mess."

Kant glanced up, down, left, and right. Finally, this thing is still designed for normal humans. It's not like alien technology. pedals, right pedal, joystick, cycle lever…

He carefully experimented with maneuvers, trying to control.

The crystals from the black beast have comprehensively strengthened his physical quality, not only the power and the like, but also the spiritual intuition such as perception. The inheritance of the fire thief also gave him more detailed spiritual power, plus the master of art. Daring, even if the helicopter flies a few times, don't panic, anyway, he won't kill him.

Coupled with the fact that the computer flight control system of modern helicopters can assist the pilot and automatically perform balance calibration, he carefully performed the novice operation.

The attempt was good.

Right pedal, the nose turns right, step on the left, it turns left.

The cycle rod pushes forward and moves forward, pulls back and moves backward, deviates from left to left, and flies from right to right...

Pull the joystick up to go up, push down to go down...

Well, it's quite a fool's operation...

Great, great, then try landing a helicopter smoothly on land!

— Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!

Jumping up and down all the way, swaying left and right, twisting and twisting, and finally got some experience, Kant took a deep breath, and his spiritual power diverged, and brought this attack helicopter to the White Mist World, twisting and drifting all the way, and crashed the helicopter. thrown on the street.

Then he hit the biggest button a few times, tried and tried, and finally got the thing to turn off—god knows what—he wanted to smash the propeller.

Jumping out of the cabin, Kant looked at the big guy parked on the ground and exhaled.

I want to bring this thing to another world to fight elves, at least for now, it's whimsical, first of all, I can't drive it, secondly it requires two people to drive it, and again - modern warfare is about logistics and maintenance, and helicopters need two pilots, But more ground crews, replacement parts, and ammunition fuel are required.

Therefore, the current arms trade between countries does not sell weapons, but sells follow-up services.

He slapped the hull of the helicopter hard.

But it's not without gain.

The weapon system of the helicopter itself is one of the biggest takeaways.

The configured rocket launch nest is actually not worth mentioning. Kirov can get more powerful and more big guys. What really caught Kant's eyes was the M-35 cannon system of this helicopter.

In other words, it is the General Electric M61A1 "Vulcan" 20mm cannon fixed under the short-wing pylon.

This is the biggest gain.

Ammunition can be bought from Kirov - this Maozi's commercial status is not enough, and Kant's own international influence is not enough, so he can't buy a big killer from Maozi, but he dare not sell weapons, but ammunition is possible.

leave.

The black light flickered, Kant returned to the earth, and the axe he threw had already fallen to the ground, so he appeared on the ground, looked up, and there was a lot of smoke and gunpowder in front of him. I don't know if it was blown up or hit by something.

And Horus was firing on the march, machine guns roared, the wreckage of several cars caught fire, and some mercenaries, relying on the king's car, kept firing at the Humvee, and two were still holding RPGs, cautiously aim.

The voice of Horus came through the headset: "Father, you go back there, no one cares here, your father is in a hurry, so I destroyed the cars that were chasing, they used rockets and collisions. Overturned that armored SUV - after I opened fire and intervened, some people were killed, and these people were relying on the SUV as a cover, I couldn't deform, so there was no way."

Kant nodded: "Leave it to me."

He kicked a stone, and the stone flew out in a parabola and landed near the group.

One person heard the slight movement, turned his head and saw that there was no one there, but the next moment, a black shadow flashed, and someone appeared out of nowhere, grabbed his hair with one hand, hit the armor plate of the SUV, and blood spurted out.

The other mercenaries turned back suddenly, and one shot immediately. Kant grabbed the muzzle and threw it back. The flames roared, and the two fell down. He reached out and grabbed the rifle. He had to fall to his knees, and immediately threw out his rifle, killing another person.

The two RPG brothers in the back were at a loss for a while, not knowing whether to throw away the RPG and draw the gun or do something else.

The next moment, Kant turned around, grabbed a man's rocket launcher, propped it on the ground, grabbed the man's head and plunged it down. The super-caliber rocket smashed the man's teeth and tore his head.

He snatched another one, kicked the RPG brother into the air, and immediately raised the bazooka and pulled the trigger. The blazing tail flame shot out from behind the bazooka, causing the two mercenaries behind him to cover their faces and scream in pain. The rocket that rushed out penetrated the abdomen of the flying RPG brother and got stuck in the body.

There was no explosion.

In an instant, those mercenaries who relied on the SUV to shoot were all dead.

Kant kicked a corpse aside, then squatted down, and with both hands, turned the super expensive armored SUV over, the doors were locked, and he unloaded the entire door.

A black driver in a military uniform was lying on the steering wheel. Kant checked it. The other party's neck had been broken. I am afraid that the previous vehicle had accidentally hit the steering wheel when it was overturned and overturned...

In the back seat, a young black man who was obviously much younger was lying on his back, his lips were pale, his abdomen was bandaged, blood was seeping out, and he was obviously in a coma.

The Hummer came, the door opened, Kang Jingzhu jumped out of the car, looked at Kant first, and saw that Kant was all right, he was relieved, and then saw dead bodies all over the place, especially those that were not normal.

His face was a little livid.

Kant didn't notice his father's strangeness. He said, "This is the king? He doesn't look good."

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PS1: The second update, 3,000 words... I fell asleep, good night.