Looking at Yiliyang's puzzled expression, Soshiyang smiled slightly.
"nothing."
At this moment, the levitation car stopped, and the two left the cabin and came under a silver-white dome. As soon as they looked up, Yiliyang saw a 30-meter-high array of robotic arms dancing with precision rhythm. The blue and white cold light penetrated the dust-free glass curtain wall, cutting the entire factory into geometric spots. Hundreds of magnetic levitation conveyor belts woven a metal torrent in silence. As soon as the tracked chassis left the laser welding table, liquid paint poured down the robotic arms nozzle. Before the reflective surface condensed and formed, the hydraulic rod pushed it into the assembly area.
The ground trembled slightly from the soles of the boots into the spine. In Yiliyang's visual eyepiece, the afterimage of the turret piled up at the end of the assembly line, the transport tracks suspended in the air stretched like transparent blood vessels, and the silver-gray pallets loaded with composite armor plates passed by, leaving only the slight tick of the buzzer.
The sour metallic aura is filtered by the circulation system to almost nothingness. Only when the fingertips brush over the alloy bracket can the residual heat remaining in the coolant tube be touched.
Looking at the tanks that were assembled at extremely fast speed, Yiliyan recognized their models, which was one of the reasons why he thought Soshiyan was extraordinary.
"Soshyan Heavy Tank."
Hearing this name, Soshiyang held his forehead helplessly and shook his head.
"Stop talking about this name, I'm so embarrassed that I'm going to pick my toes."
Yiliyang chuckled and turned to look at him.
"You deserve this title if you dare to create a main battle tank that is not in the mechanical memorial system."
Then he looked at the fully automated assembly line again.
"All these were produced for the Orps Death Army?"
"Yes, now the Orps Death Army lacks heavy weapons, and the mechanical commission capacity cannot keep up. The newly built production line still takes time, so we can only mass-produce part of it here first, and at least put up the various armored racks."
"While the enemy has been repelled, do you think the potential risk of invasion is high?"
"Of course, after all, we don't know how much war potential that space necromancer dynasty has now."
The two passed through the tank production line and arrived at the fighter production line again. The entire line of Defender fighter jets that had just been taken off the line were sliding into the detection channel along the guiding light belt. The moment the wings folded, the tiny cyclones aroused, and the flexible panel suspended in front of the operating table was tilting out the dust removal device embedded in the wall was spitting out a light blue mist - the mist immediately dissipated when it touched the conveyor belt, as if it had never existed.
Whether it is the previous production line or the production line here, it always maintains the cleanliness of the operating room. The dark red indicator lights are turned off at a constant speed on the material rack at a height of 100 meters, like the breathing frequency of a giant creature when it sleeps. When the latest batch of engines rise from the transfer frame, the condensate water slides along the trajectory of the mirror steel wall, just resonates with the rotation frequency of the coating robot arm 300 meters away.
"With such a powerful weapon, the enemy may not dare to invade easily, right?"
"You can't be so optimistic. The space necromancers still have weapons that we can't deal with. You must know how the Astral Knights were forced to the brink of destruction."
"Is the world engine...what the hell?"
"A super fortress that can be moved has brutal and terrifying firepower and amazing defense. It is the most terrifying space weapon I have ever seen so far, no doubt about it."
"Can Galan fight it?"
"I won't make this choice. Why should I go to Duizi unless I have to?"
When they left the weapon factory, Yiliyang asked how high its production capacity was, and Soshiyan replied that the standard Tyra annual production target was 150,000 Horror Lion tanks and 250,000 Defender fighter jets.
This number made Yiliyang dumbfounded because in his opinion, the Horror Lion tank was the level corresponding to the Riman Russ tank. Although many Riman Russ were producing in the world, he had never heard of such a terrifying annual output, but he did not know that this only accounted for a very small part of Galand's total production plan.
Then the suspension car carried the two to the outermost area of the planet. At the edge of the light radiation of the distant dying stars, the surface of the steel planet was flashing with a dark golden metallic luster, and a circular energy band was pulsing at different frequencies.
When the gravitational tugs dragged huge asteroid fragments toward the star body, Yiliyang saw the metal mountains on the planet's surface begin to move, revealing the gravitational mouth that is thousands of kilometers below - those blue-purple energy beams that twist the ripples of space are dragging the passing asteroid fragments into the abyss.
A constant low-frequency roar came from the depths of the giant gravity mouth, and the tower surrounding the giant mouth burst out with a flare-like arc. The asteroid fragments entering the giant mouth began to tremble violently and disintegrate in a slow posture. When the size of the star fragments is appropriate enough, thousands of mechanical fangs appeared on the inner wall of the giant gravity mouth. They began to rotate and collect, as if they were insects chewing prey, turning the fragments with a diameter of about one kilometer into smaller particles and transported them into the decomposition channel.
This giant's "eating" made Yiliyang stand up all over his hair, both fear and excitement.
After passing the gravity mouth, you will arrive at the entrance of the dock. The outside of the dock is a circle of honeycomb-shaped gravitational buffer layer.
Through the observation glass of the suspension car, Yiliyang saw tens of thousands of spider-shaped machinery climbing along the superalloy skeleton. The ends of their arthropods were drawn with blue tracks like a star shower. The giant furnaces on both sides of the dock were swept with the newly decomposed astral matter, and the silver-white metal liquid flow was injected into some flashing equipment along the siphon pipe, and after many morphological changes, they turned into the keels and structures of the ships that were forming.
The hovering car slowly landed inside the dock like the Grand Canyon, and you could see the cliffs that were vertically thousands of kilometers away, and most of these warships could be seen by Yiliyang.
At this time, it seemed that under Soshiyang's control, the hover car approached one of the forming warships, allowing Yiliyang to observe a completely different shipbuilding technology from the existing human empire at close range.
The keel of the ship has been completed, and it is placed in a huge glass cover, flanked by funnel-shaped equipment, with many silver pipes connected to the metal cliff walls, and constantly flashing with faint green light.
Immediately afterwards, many tentacle-like spray heads extended from the front and back of the glass cover, and several mega-shaped nanorobots gushed out from it, like a ball of silver smoke, woven metal embryos in the cage of interwoven particle beams. Yiliyang held the handrail of the observation window and watched the substance sinterer that he could not understand draw a red trace in the vacuum, like a god holding a pen, outlining the outlines of the various cabins and equipment inside the ship. The nano cloud collapsed under the constraints of magnetic fields, and the molecular structure of the super-close alloy completed the lattice reorganization in the laser pulse.