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Chapter 609 You Want Me Dead! (Second Update!)

When Guo Song asked this question, he noticed the box in Lin Yi's hand, which was full of metal tools and looked to weigh about 100 pounds.

He circled around Lin Yi and the box, finally confirming the weight, and then immediately looked up: "I saw in the data you gave me before that this powered exoskeleton can transport 500 kilograms of supplies!"

"How come you only weigh around 100 pounds? That doesn't seem right!"

Hearing this, Lin Yi, who was getting used to the weight, looked down at the box in front of him. He really wanted to smash the 100-plus-pound box in front of him hard on Guo Song's head.

But after thinking about it, I gave up on the idea.

He doesn't want to eat the bullet in the seaweed and egg drop soup for the time being.

He slowly lowered the box and gestured to it, saying, "Grandpa, why don't you help me carry this?"

Guo Song's gaze immediately fell on the toolbox, which weighed about 100 pounds. He himself only weighed 130 pounds.

At his age, it's a bit difficult for him to move this box.

It's not that it can't be moved.

The process involves moving the crematorium in the morning, taking the person to the hospital at noon, completing emergency treatment in the afternoon, sending them to the crematorium in the evening, burning them to ashes overnight, having a feast at midnight, and burying them just before dawn.

He quickly waved his hand, "No, no! I can't compare to you young people!"

Seeing how skillfully he was trying to back down, Lin Yi controlled the powered exoskeleton to lift the box again. This time, he raised it directly above his head, and then, like a weightlifter, lifted it up, put it down, lifted it up again, and put it down again, while explaining to Guo Song beside him:

"I'm getting used to the weight. You're asking me to go up to 500 kilograms at once? You're trying to kill me!"

"As for brain-computer interfaces, that technology hasn't been implemented yet because some things simply can't be produced."

"So I adjusted the functions. Although it's not as convenient to use, it's definitely better than nothing."

Guo Song completely ignored his explanation; his attention was entirely focused on Lin Yi's current actions.

Weightlifters are very strong, but their training is disciplined and goal-oriented. They train more on specific postures and power generation techniques.

Moreover, you need to rest after each workout to allow your body to recover.

But Lin Yi, with the help of a powered exoskeleton, lifted and put down a 100-pound box, lifted and put down repeatedly.

In the short two or three minutes he was speaking, he raised his head up and down about 30 times.

Is this something a human can do?
This person can do it; he ate this thing!

The lightest 12.7mm heavy machine gun in China is the Type 89 heavy machine gun, which weighs 26.3 kg, has a rate of fire of 450-600 rounds per minute, and is fed by 50- and 100-round belt-fed ammunition boxes.

The heaviest bullets used by this heavy machine gun are armor-piercing incendiary rounds, with a total weight of 140 grams.

A 100-round ammunition box weighs approximately 14.5 kilograms.

In addition to their own equipment, soldiers in a heavy machine gun squad would also carry 1-2 ammunition belts, while soldiers specifically responsible for carrying ammunition would carry 3 ammunition belts.

That is, 300 bullets.

Including its combat uniform, the total weight is approximately 50 kilograms.

This is the most extreme load condition, which only occurs under the most extreme combat circumstances.

However, Lin Yi, without undergoing rigorous training, could easily lift and put down a 100-pound box simply by wearing a powered exoskeleton.

Judging from how easily he did it, 100 pounds was far from his limit.

Just by using it, it can push a person to their limits. If this powered exoskeleton were used to its fullest potential, that would be truly...

500 kg, deduct 60 kg from the weight of the two heavy machine boxes.

Then deduct 40 kilograms of batteries.

The remaining 400 kilograms were all replaced with armor-piercing incendiary rounds, totaling 2857 rounds.

The theoretical rate of fire of the Type 89 heavy machine gun is 450 to 600 rounds per minute.

Two heavy machine guns, at a rate of 1200 rounds per minute, would allow one person to fire for a little over two minutes.

Although the Type 89 heavy machine gun has a relatively large dispersion in burst fire, it has a large number of bullets!

Although the barrel needs to be cooled after firing 200 rounds continuously, it's too heavy to carry. I can just carry two more barrels!

In short, I have enough bullets and enough gun barrels. If all else fails, I'll bring two more guns!
You have plenty of opportunities, but I have plenty of bullets!

Guo Song tried to imagine it in his mind, but he couldn't picture that scene.

Before, it was just a dream, but now, we've truly seen something real.

He took a deep breath, leaned close to Lin Yi, and whispered:
What about the battery life?

"Theoretically, it should last three hours." Lin Yi pointed to the battery mounted behind the main structure at his waist. "I'm still testing it!"

Hearing that the test was still ongoing, Guo Song smiled and said, "Good, it's good that it's still being tested!"

Seeing that he was acting a bit crazy, Lin Yi turned his head to look for a more suitable counterweight to test the powered exoskeleton.

He found another large box, which was a size larger than the previous one. It was also made of engineering plastic and was more sturdy than the previous box.

Empty the box, then find an electronic scale and put the box on it.

After confirming the weight, I put all the tools from the previous toolbox into this box, and then found some other tools and unused metal parts to put in.

The weight displayed on the electronic scale jumped wildly from a few kilograms to 150 kilograms.

Upon seeing this number, Guo Song was astonished. 150 kilograms is the weight of two adult men. If two adult men were hanging on one person's left and right, that person would not have any problems.

But if the volume is shrunk, turned into metal, and put into a box, then someone can carry that box.

Without systematic training and mastering the unique force exertion posture, simply lifting it once can cripple a person.

He looked at Lin Yi with some concern: "Maybe... we shouldn't try it!"

Lin Yi calmly bent down and put his hands through the handles of the engineering plastic box. "You were just asking me why I didn't just go for 500 kilograms. Now you're scared?"

"You're just like Lord Ye who loved dragons but was terrified of them!"

As he spoke, he began to exert force with both hands. The mechanical exoskeleton sensed the signals from the neuromuscular system and also began to exert force slowly. Under Guo Song's gaze, Lin Yi easily lifted the 150-kilogram box off the electronic scale by the handle of the engineering plastic box.

Let's take a look at Lin Yi's whole body.

His waist didn't sag, his legs didn't bend, and there was no discoloration or bulging veins on his face and neck. It was obvious that he hadn't exerted much force.

During the brief moment he was observing, Lin Yi resumed his previous actions.

Lift it up, put it down, lift it up again, and put it down again.

Upon seeing this, Guo Song's face broke into a wide grin.

He couldn't wait to take out his phone and snapped a few photos as Lin Yi lifted the 150-kilogram box again, then sent a message to Leng Yun.

After sending the message, he immediately made a phone call.

Leng Yun seemed to be in some kind of morning meeting. After answering the phone, she said very quietly, "I'm busy. Call me later if you need anything."

"I'm hanging up now!" Guo Song didn't say a word before the call was disconnected. Knowing the other party was busy, he didn't intend to bother them any further.

He put the phone in his pocket and stood aside, counting for Lin Yi.

"23!"

"24!"

"25!"

As he counted to 30, his cell phone suddenly rang.

Hearing the sudden ringtone, Guo Song smiled, took out his phone, and found that the number was indeed Leng Yun's. He answered with a smile, "Weren't you busy? How come you have time to call?"

"That thing is finished?" After hearing Leng Yun's question, Guo Cong turned on the speakerphone and said with a smile:

"Yes, Lin Yi did it himself. He spent all day yesterday getting the parts and installed them overnight last night."

"What he just held up was a 150-kilogram tool."

"Now we've raised it to the 32nd time."

After he finished speaking, heavy breathing came from the phone's speaker. The breathing was rapid, as if he had encountered something unimaginable.

After a long pause, Leng Yun's voice rang out again: "You mean, he's currently testing carrying weight, and he's lifting and lowering the test weight like a weightlifter, and then lifting it 32 times in a row?"

"Correction!" Guo Song's tone suddenly became relaxed, and he coughed lightly again: "This is the 39th time now, and you've added 7 more times when you spoke!"

The lighthearted words, however, made the person on the other end of the phone anything but relaxed.

Who is the kind person who can lift a 150-kilogram toolbox, put it down, and repeat it 39 times? Judging from the words, it seems like it's still going on.

About two minutes later, Lin Yi put down his toolbox, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and at that moment, Guo Song relayed the numbers he had noted down to Leng Yun on the other end of the phone:

"Okay, 150 kg toolbox, 50 clean and jerks, takes about 10 minutes."

"So, how about this? Shouldn't it be okay now?"

On the other end of the phone, the heavy breathing stopped, and Leng Yun hung up after saying only, "Wait for my call."

Yanjing.

Leng Yun hung up the phone and turned her gaze to the group of dumbfounded people in front of her. She opened her mouth several times, but still couldn't say a word.

Finally, he gave a helpless, bitter laugh: "There might be a result regarding what we were just discussing."

"As you just heard, Comrade Guo Song from the General Armament Department is testing a new piece of equipment with some people."

"We all know Comrade Guo Song's character very well, so we have no doubt about the authenticity of this equipment."

"Now, let's begin deploying personnel according to the results we just discussed."

"The People's Armed Police have been transferred from the mainland to the northwest border to be stationed there. We will use a comprehensive search to find all those who are colluding with the outside world and crush them all."

"Leave no one behind!"

"Then there is the border. Since Comrade Guo Song has confirmed that the equipment can allow a person to lift 150 kilograms of supplies 50 times, it means that the equipment can carry even more supplies."

"I will coordinate with the comrades in the general assembly and logistics departments as soon as possible to have them customize the corresponding equipment and deploy it to the front line of border defense."

"We have enough heavy firepower to have a greater advantage in border patrols."

"Remember, when you see those troublemaking bastards, don't care where they came from or where they're going, just kill them on sight!"

"Go and make the arrangements!"

After finishing explaining the task, Leng Yun grabbed the folder and her personal cell phone, turned around and walked out of the meeting room, calling Guo Song as she went.

The call connected again, and Guo Song's cheerful voice came through: "So, what meeting are you in? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Leng Yun sighed, stood in the corridor, looked at the bright sunshine outside the window, and said:
"You know about the ISI retaking Mosul, Iraq a few days ago, right?"

"How did this get involved with Mosul, Iraq again?" Guo Song asked, puzzled. After all, China and Iraq are thousands of miles apart, and although there is some trade between them, the impact is not significant.

How did we get involved?

Sensing his confusion, Leng Yun could only patiently explain:
"The attack on Mosul in Iraq has elicited nuanced reactions from America, Iraq, and several neighboring countries."

"The lack of response from these countries is the best stimulus for terrorists."

"At the same time, ISI, which occupies most of Mosul, is now calling on terrorists around the world to unite and launch attacks against neighboring countries and their own countries."

"We're doing alright here for now, but Pakistan, Afghanistan, and neighboring Tajikistan, Kazakhstan, and Kyrgyzstan have experienced several terrorist attacks in just two or three days."

"These messages were not released publicly; they were simply exchanged between the security departments of various countries."

"The situation is very serious."

"We were just discussing how to effectively control this."

"As you know, our western border is all high mountains and plateaus. If we bring ordinary equipment into these areas, we might run into a small group of unsuspecting terrorists."

"If we run into a large force that wants to cause trouble, it could be a bit troublesome."

That's why I made you rush over there.

"In my opinion, it will be at least two or three months before Lin Yi can produce this thing."

"I just didn't expect him to be so fast!"

"It'll only take one day, it starts today."

Leng Yun's explanation caused Guo Song's breathing to gradually become heavier on the other end of the phone. After a long while, he finally asked, "How much do you want?"

How much can he produce now?

"I'm not entirely sure, but I estimate the number won't be small!"

"Then let him ramp up production and set a batch; let him name his price!"

"Sure, you surnamed Leng, sign the slip first!"

Upon hearing Guo Song's sudden remark, Leng Yun decisively hung up the phone, whistled, and turned to walk in the other direction.

Deploying personnel is not that simple.

In Suzhou, Guo Song stared at his phone with a grim face, then shoved it into his pocket and turned to look at Lin Yi:

"You heard that too, right?"

"Yes!" Lin Yi nodded, indicating that he had heard.

"Good to hear!" Guo Song pointed to the powered exoskeleton on his body:

"Relocate your personnel, reallocate production lines, and get production going as quickly as possible!"

"Quantity... 1 to start..." Guo Song wanted to say 1 sets first, but then he remembered he hadn't asked the price yet, so he changed the number:
"Give me 500 sets first!"

(End of this chapter)