An Unscientific Mechanic

"Has the intelligence source been confirmed?" Chief Glass put down the report in his hand.

"It is confirmed that the three intelligence personnel who do not know each other have obtained the same information through different channels, and the same information has been obtained from the group of people who fled from the Galaxy fleet and applied for political asylum." Mishima at this time The assistant officer is not in the habit of dribbling, but simply stands behind the commander with his hands behind his back. "In addition, several foldwave detection devices have been arranged near Shirley Nome's concert, and there will also be electronic reconnaissance planes on standby over the main island. As long as she sings, we can determine the authenticity of the intelligence."

"Um... This person did a lot of things when he arrived at Galaxy. On the third day of his arrival at Galaxy, he received and sent the conspiracy of Nebulas Group's implant technology, sold the advanced technology of the next era, integrated the assets of Nebulas Group, and established a new Anaheim Club "The Commander Glass continued to read the information about Ian. "The force you possess is not low. The three-kilometer-long warship, the carrier-based aircraft with more than 1,000 aircraft, the overwhelming advantage of the body over the professional combat transformation man. And the humanoid carrier-based aircraft that can build a certain kind of particle group. ?"

"Yes, although there is no combat video, intelligence personnel learned from the Galaxy New United Army soldiers that this carrier-based aircraft has at least the level of mobility of the VF-27 and has the ability to move instantaneously. Firepower, armor and more It is several times more than any kind of variable fighter." Mishima's assistant officer added some uncertain information that could not be written on it.

"Ian Sang, do you still have the ingredients for that hot pot?" It was already night when Ian and Grace returned from the commanding mansion.

"Yes, the hot pot stuff can be made casually." Ian called for a material delivery from the enterprise number.

After half an hour, watching a room of girls yelling, sweating, tearing her nose and eating Ian's homemade butter hot pot, Ian only felt that the beef in his pot was more fragrant.

Having said that... Sisters, you eat so little meat, you only eat spicy pot-shabu, isn't it too spicy?

On the second day, Shirley Lu and Grace took their bodyguard team to the theater for the preparatory performance for the selection of the flight performance team.

An air show team landed and ended the air show display.

"No, too mediocre."

Another squad landed.

"No, the coordination is too rigid."

"No way!"

"No way!"

"No way!!!"

"..."

"This is okay, write it down."

"No way!"

"No way!"

All the eleven aerobatic teams ended their performances. In fact, Shirley was not satisfied, but the dwarf was taller.

"Grace? Which team was the one that made sense just now?"

"This one, the team from the Pilot Academy." Grace pulled out a paper document.

"What, student?" Shirley was a little disappointed. But after seeing a person's information, he couldn't move his eyes away.

"What is it, singer?" Arut came over with a helmet on.

"Hey Arut!" "Senior Arut!" Michel and Luca tried to bring Alutra back.

"Pointy-toothed kid. Grace, let's choose this team." Shirley read the information once, and then handed it to Grace. "Listen well to the students, you only need to do the most basic flying show. In my eyes, you are completely a group of laymen. I only ask you not to show up in my concert. Okay. ?"

"You guy... are you underestimating us?!" Arut exploded with a little temper.

"It's just explaining the facts."

"you!"

"Hey Arut!" Michelle took Alutla back and asked Luca to control Arut. "I see, do I need to sign an agreement for performance stuff?"

"No need, no, just sign an employment contract for the performance. You can play freely." Shirley waved lazily. "Kneel down."

"you!"

"I see, when will the contract be signed?" Michelle remained calm.

"Since you have asked, Grace?" Shirley turned her head to look at Grace.

"It's okay now." Grace invaded the printer in the room and printed out a contract directly.

Quickly confirming the terms of the contract, Michelle looked up a little surprised.

"The terms and conditions are too much, right? Not to mention the issue of remuneration, the entire contract just stipulates that interference with the performance is not allowed, and the performance time is agreed.

"It doesn't matter, the concert will still be held normally even without yours. After all, the protagonist of the concert is me."

"Understood." Michel wrote his name with a swipe of a pen, and put a copy of the contract into his backpack. Turned around and left.

"That woman, know Arut?" Thinking of this, Michelle was happy. As an entertainer, how could Shiryllu not know that the genius geisha, Saotome and some princess, who was once popular in most of the galaxy?

"What, that woman. That attitude... really irritating!" Alut walked harder by three points.

"So, your Royal Highness, how do you plan to fly?"

"Of course it is the most perfect and gorgeous plan! I must make that woman look good! Who does she think she is!"

"Is that the goddess who played the goddess nine years ago? It's still a beauty." Grace retracted the gaze of the three of Arut who was going away.

"Huh, it's like a child. It's not even as stable as it was six years ago."

"Haha." Grace smiled indifferently, always feeling a certain sour smell.

"In other words, the venue for the first concert is a bit crude. There is no holographic image, no real-time dress-up system, only general physical performance props."

"The first performance is always like this. Each fleet holds three concerts. If the first one is too gorgeous, then there will be no way to organize the subsequent concerts." Grace comforted Shirley. .

"That said. If the stage is not gorgeous enough, my singing will be gorgeous enough."

"X-95 plasma jet engine, the center of gravity will be calculated again..."

"It's too light... Add two more engines to the back."

"The whole body is equipped with a new phased array radar, and the nose is equipped with a large-caliber scanning device..."

"Ya's center will calculate again."

"The variable swept wing is no longer good, what about the variable forward swept wing?"

"It's still not enough... Add a double beam cannon on the back of the back as a counterweight."

"almost……"

"The fixed arm is equipped with two small twin-mounted beam machine guns on the arm."

"...Can there be such a large structural load redundancy? The wing strength is good, and the possibility of adding an engine...can't be installed."

"The leg space is optimized again, um, you can also put a group of small solar furnaces. The gn particle injection device at the tail is installed...completed.

"The center of gravity, the center of lift will be calculated again...completed."

"The testing machine began to be manufactured."

"Has the intelligence source been confirmed?" Chief Glass put down the report in his hand.

"It is confirmed that the three intelligence personnel who do not know each other have obtained the same information through different channels, and the same information has been obtained from the group of people who fled from the Galaxy fleet and applied for political asylum." Mishima at this time The assistant officer is not in the habit of dribbling, but simply stands behind the commander with his hands behind his back. "In addition, several foldwave detection devices have been arranged near Shirley Nome's concert, and there will also be electronic reconnaissance planes on standby over the main island. As long as she sings, we can determine the authenticity of the intelligence."

"Um... This person did a lot of things when he arrived at Galaxy. On the third day of his arrival at Galaxy, he received and sent the conspiracy of Nebulas Group's implant technology, sold the advanced technology of the next era, integrated the assets of Nebulas Group, and established a new Anaheim Club "The Commander Glass continued to read the information about Ian. "The force you possess is not low. The three-kilometer-long warship, the carrier-based aircraft with more than 1,000 aircraft, the overwhelming advantage of the body over the professional combat transformation man. And the humanoid carrier-based aircraft that can build a certain kind of particle group. ?"

"Yes, although there is no combat video, intelligence personnel learned from the Galaxy New United Army soldiers that this carrier-based aircraft has at least the level of mobility of the VF-27 and has the ability to move instantaneously. Firepower, armor and more It is several times more than any kind of variable fighter." Mishima's assistant officer added some uncertain information that could not be written on it.

"Ian Sang, do you still have the ingredients for that hot pot?" It was already night when Ian and Grace returned from the commanding mansion.

"Yes, the hot pot stuff can be made casually." Ian called for a material delivery from the enterprise number.

After half an hour, watching a room of girls yelling, sweating, tearing her nose and eating Ian's homemade butter hot pot, Ian only felt that the beef in his pot was more fragrant.

Having said that... Sisters, you eat so little meat, you only eat spicy pot-shabu, isn't it too spicy?

On the second day, Shirley Lu and Grace took their bodyguard team to the theater for the preparatory performance for the selection of the flight performance team.

An air show team landed and ended the air show display.

"No, too mediocre."

Another squad landed.

"No, the coordination is too rigid."

"No way!"

"No way!"

"No way!!!"

"..."

"This is okay, write it down."

"No way!"

"No way!"

All the eleven aerobatic teams ended their performances. In fact, Shirley was not satisfied, but the dwarf was taller.

"Grace? Which team was the one that made sense just now?"

"This one, the team from the Pilot Academy." Grace pulled out a paper document.

"What, student?" Shirley was a little disappointed. But after seeing a person's information, he couldn't move his eyes away.

"What is it, singer?" Arut came over with a helmet on.

"Hey Arut!" "Senior Arut!" Michel and Luca tried to bring Alutra back.

"Pointy-toothed kid. Grace, let's choose this team." Shirley read the information once, and then handed it to Grace. "Listen well to the students, you only need to do the most basic flying show. In my eyes, you are completely a group of laymen. I only ask you not to show up in my concert. Okay. ?"

"You guy... are you underestimating us?!" Arut exploded with a little temper.

"It's just explaining the facts."

"you!"

"Hey Arut!" Michelle took Alutla back and asked Luca to control Arut. "I see, do I need to sign an agreement for performance stuff?"

"No need, no, just sign an employment contract for the performance. You can play freely." Shirley waved lazily. "Kneel down."

"you!"

"I see, when will the contract be signed?" Michelle remained calm.

"Since you have asked, Grace?" Shirley turned her head to look at Grace.

"It's okay now." Grace invaded the printer in the room and printed out a contract directly.

Quickly confirming the terms of the contract, Michelle looked up a little surprised.

"The terms and conditions are too much, right? Not to mention the issue of remuneration, the entire contract just stipulates that interference with the performance is not allowed, and the performance time is agreed.

"It doesn't matter, the concert will still be held normally even without yours. After all, the protagonist of the concert is me."

"Understood." Michel wrote his name with a swipe of a pen, and put a copy of the contract into his backpack. Turned around and left.

"That woman, know Arut?" Thinking of this, Michelle was happy. As an entertainer, how could Shiryllu not know that the genius geisha, Saotome and some princess, who was once popular in most of the galaxy?

"What, that woman. That attitude... really irritating!" Alut walked harder by three points.

"So, your Royal Highness, how do you plan to fly?"

"Of course it is the most perfect and gorgeous plan! I must make that woman look good! Who does she think she is!"

"Is that the goddess who played the goddess nine years ago? It's still a beauty." Grace retracted the gaze of the three of Arut who was going away.

"Huh, it's like a child. It's not even as stable as it was six years ago."

"Haha." Grace smiled indifferently, always feeling a certain sour smell.

"In other words, the venue for the first concert is a bit crude. There is no holographic image, no real-time dress-up system, only general physical performance props."

"The first performance is always like this. Each fleet holds three concerts. If the first one is too gorgeous, then there will be no way to organize the subsequent concerts." Grace comforted Shirley. .

"That said. If the stage is not gorgeous enough, my singing will be gorgeous enough."

"X-95 plasma jet engine, the center of gravity will be calculated again..."

"It's too light... Add two more engines to the back."

"The whole body is equipped with a new phased array radar~www.novelmtl.com~ The nose is equipped with a large-caliber scanning device..."

"Ya's center will calculate again."

"The variable swept wing is no longer good, what about the variable forward swept wing?"

"It's still not enough... Add a double beam cannon on the back of the back as a counterweight."

"almost……"

"The fixed arm is equipped with two small twin-mounted beam machine guns on the arm."

"...Can there be such a large structural load redundancy? The wing strength is good, and the possibility of adding an engine...can't be installed."

"The leg space is optimized again, um, you can also put a group of small solar furnaces. The gn particle injection device at the tail is installed...completed.

"The center of gravity, the center of lift will be calculated again...completed."

"The testing machine began to be manufactured."