Manual of Space-Time Interference

Time: 4:00 on October 28, 2017

Location: Main Time and Space Lion Wake Base

In fact, the experiment to test how many items can be carried through crossing can be declared a failure, because with the current scientific equipment, it is impossible to test the ultimate load-bearing capacity of the dialect, so there is no way to talk about "slightly increasing the weight".

It’s just like when you usually run, you can run 100 meters in 14 seconds at your own risk, but if there is a man-eating lion behind you, you can even run in 12 or 11 seconds.

And these are all incalculable...

Therefore, the researchers can only settle for the next best thing, so that if the dialect can conduct a test in a safe place of return, it is to lift a certain heavy object with the performance of the power armor, so as to verify it when it returns...

"The tenth time-space shuttle countdown is 1 hour!"

The staff sent a signal. Slowly, under the leadership of Ling Ya, Dialect walked over while playing Hache and rubbing his eyes. He sat on the stool next to him, staring at the unchanged crossing field in a daze!

"What are you thinking about?" Yan Hongchang came over and asked while sitting next to Dialect.

"I'm a little confused. I haven't woken up from the dream yet, and I'm still thinking about dreaming." Dialect slapped Hache again, and took a sip of the refreshing tea next to him.

"Sit down for a while, then move around and warm up!" Yan Hongchang nodded and said.

"Okay!" Fang Yan said, smacking his mouth twice, looking at Yan Hongchang and asking calmly, "Old Yan, why do you think I'm not panicking at all now?"

"Don't panic, we panic!" Yan Hongchang waved his hand.

"..."

"Okay, get ready, then set off, remember, be indifferent to death, but at the same time, be in awe of death!" Yan Hongchang said earnestly, looked at the dialect and nodded before leaving to check the progress of all the work.

"Indifferent to death, fear death, tsk!" Fang Yan repeated softly while looking at Yan Hongchang's back, shaking his head.

……

"The power armor is activated!"

"The self-check of the system is normal, the environmental monitoring is normal, and the remaining energy is 100%!"

"Connected to the satellite, connected to the network, local time: 04:37 on October 28, 2017!"

"Good luck!"

Nuwa's voice came from her ears, and the dialect listened, and nodded to Yan Hongchang outside.

"Start the five o'clock program!"

"Start the five o'clock program!"

The dialect repeated following Yan Hongchang's voice,

"The five o'clock program has started!"

When Nuwa's voice came, Dialect stretched out his hand and gave a thumbs up, signaling to Yan Hongchang outside that everything was ready.

The "five o'clock program" is a program specially set for dialects to cross at five in the morning. It is intended to prevent a series of emergency applications caused by environmental problems after crossing, including but not limited to sea areas, severe cold, and battlefields. Wait for a series of situations.

"everything's ready!"

Yan Hongchang gave the dialect a thumbs up, then turned around and walked towards the back.

There are two backpacks now, one is a small emergency backpack, which contains necessary items such as ammunition, first aid kits, military rations, and drinking water, while the rest of the items related to daily life are placed in the large backpack.

"The record team is in place!"

"The medical team is in place!"

"The satellite shield has been turned on, and the electronic interference has been turned on!"

"..."

"10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1! 0!"

A sense of dizziness came, and the figure of Dialect disappeared in this field in an instant. At the same time, another time and space arrived at 5 o'clock in the earth rabbit time, and an unannounced traveler officially arrived...

……

"Temperature, 4 degrees Celsius, gravity..."

"Alarm! The external environment is abnormal, it is in the water, and it is descending!"

Nuwa's urgent alarm reminders kept coming, and at the same time, a sense of powerlessness slowly flooded her body.

"The backpack inflation system is on and it's ascending!"

Nu Wa's voice sounded again, and at the same time a slight pulling force came from the shoulders, the body that descended slammed, and then began to slowly rise through the buoyancy provided by the inflatable bag of the large backpack!

"Whoa!"

A backpack emerged from the waves, but still no one appeared.

"Successful satellite connection, time: 5:01 on February 10, 2043, location, located in the coastal waters of Shanghai City, 9 nautical miles from the nearest land, about 16.67 kilometers!"

"Provide a solution!" Dialect said calmly, looking at the positioning given on the light screen, he didn't want to get out of the water, but he couldn't get out of it at all. Now he is like carrying a rubber boat on his back and then entering the sea In the middle, I can't turn around.

"After positioning, get off the armor and reach the nearest sea area by swimming!"

"The reason?" Dialect asked.

"At present, the armor is not equipped with an external power system, so it cannot exercise in water. At the same time, the internal oxygen supply system can only last for one hour, and within that time, it cannot reach the destination!" Nuwa replied.

"Transfer the location to the mobile phone, and collect external data and information through the network at the same time, and pick out the key points to display!"

When it is broken, it is broken. Dialect is not entangled in the issue of getting rid of the armor, but instead collects information about this world and makes adequate preparations for the next action.

"Location information has been transferred!"

"The filter results have been displayed!"

"The era of nuclear fusion has come, the interstellar world has opened, and the scientists of the Rabbit Country have completed the stable experiments on the nuclear fusion reactor..."

A line of large characters was displayed on the light screen in front of him, and at the same time, it slowly scrolled down. It matched the dark waters outside and the quiet space. It was quite interesting to read.

"Citi and Japan conducted a large number of joint live-fire exercises..."

"Shiva increases the border for no reason..."

"The Eagle Foreign Minister was attacked by terror..."

Reading slowly, the text on the light screen also reached the bottom. Looking at the last sentence, Dialect was stunned, and then read it out softly.

"Don't say it's unpredictable..."

"Nüwa, this is the rhythm of doing things!" Dialect came back to his senses and muttered lightly.

In his thinking, although there is no fight right now, the current situation is that kind of Cold War situation where the arrow is on the line and it is about to break out.

"It's impossible to predict the direction of the situation, the oxygen remaining is 40%!" Nu Wa replied, at the same time warning that the oxygen remaining in the dialect's internal oxygen supply system is not much~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Hmm! Dialect nodded, tied the rifle in his hand with the shoulder strap, and then put the pistol on his waist and the military dagger on the side in the side pocket of his backpack. Looking at the grenade on his body, he still took it. Two let go.

"Execute the escape procedure!"

Dialect said, he pressed a button on the shoulder strap, and in an instant, the feeling of slowly sinking reappeared in his heart.

"The escape procedure has started, the countdown, 5! 4! 3! 2! 1! Good luck!"

When Nuwa's last voice came, Dialect took a deep breath.

A bone-piercing chill surged to his limbs in an instant, and the dialect shuddered and swam towards the sea with all his strength, slightly turned his head and glanced at the bottom of the sea, but it was only dark...

"Whoa!"

There was a sound of water splashing, and the dialect was revealed. He kept breathing heavily, and then swam towards the backpack not far away.

The waves roared from time to time, and the chill gradually came to my heart...

After detaching from the power armor, he lost the temperature control system, and in this close to 0 degree environment, only a thin tights was left on his body.

Climbing on the backpack, Dialect slowly climbed up, and just floated on the water surface, without rescue, without oars, only the wet and salty sea breeze was still stimulating his nerves.

After taking a few breaths and thinking for a while, Dialect took off the small backpack from the big backpack, took out the mobile phone, and threw away the unusable and heavy items such as the rifle bullets and graphene batteries inside, and then put the The pistol and saber next to him were picked up, and after they were installed, they were put on his back again.

Correctly looking at the orientation on the phone, Dialect looked at the boundless sea in front of him and took a deep breath...