Dragoon fighter

At eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, the lights quietly turned on in an empty warehouse. It was nearly a thousand meters square and ten meters high. The steel structure warehouse without a single pillar inside was usually used as a maintenance hangar. There is a white Arabic numeral "5" written on a blue background on the round iron plate. There are more than ten such hangars in the air force base located in the mountains, which are used for maintenance and storage.

More than twenty energy-saving miner's lamps illuminated this extremely empty maintenance warehouse, making it look extremely cold. There was not an airplane inside, and only some tool tables and various maintenance equipment were placed against the wall.

The hangar door was closed, the doors and windows were tightly closed, and the thick canvas curtains were even closed, so that no light could be let out. In order to be able to borrow this warehouse, Lin Mo worked hard and pretended to learn the structure of the aircraft. Following Lei Feng's example, he helped the mechanics, and Zuo played with some parts with great interest. The pilots also acquiesced in this studious pilot and did not object to the pilot learning more about the mechanical components of the aircraft. This was not a bad thing.

In fact, Lin Mo is indeed very interested in aircraft structure, so he naturally has an excuse to use this warehouse full of scrap parts. But tonight, this warehouse has a special purpose for Lin Mo, so he uses the entire During the day, he made careful arrangements.

Since the last time Lin Mo came to this world, the metal egg suddenly turned into a metal beast. Its true identity turned out to be his contracted mount, the giant gold dragon. It almost tore Lin Mo into pieces. Fortunately, for some reason He turned back into a metal egg at a critical moment, allowing Lin Mo to escape. After that time, Lin Mo never dared to let this dangerous metal egg swallow any metal, for fear that the same dangerous situation would happen again. .

But Lin Mo had no intention of discarding this dangerous item, which was like a time bomb. Instead, he continued to think of subduing this disobedient metal dragon according to his unyielding temper. Lin Mo didn't gain anything when he came to this world. Combined with the physics knowledge he learned from this world, he made some careful preparations.

The metal egg was now extremely miserable being tied up layer by layer with high-strength nylon ropes, turning into a super large ball of thread, hundreds of times larger in size, as big as a gasoline barrel, barely showing a little bit of its appearance. Not to mention, the thread ball was also poured with high-strength universal glue. In short, there was no trace of metal material binding the metal egg. It was all chemical materials that Lin Mo could find in the base.

Lin Mo pulled up a folding chair at this time, picked out something from a pile of scrap metal parts next to it, and threw it towards the metal egg wrapped into a super large ball of thread. As usual, no matter what metal came into contact with the metal egg, , as if being attracted, with just a little bit of part exposed between the threads, it sucks in any metal it comes into contact with, greedily merging and devouring it, just like encountering a black hole, shrinking in the blink of an eye until it disappears. .

It took almost no effort for Lin Mo to find these metals. Because it was at the air force base, this brought great convenience to Lin Mo. There were many scrap aircraft in the base, parked in the open air, exposed to the sun and rain. For scrap processing, new mechanics are sometimes asked to disassemble and learn. Occasionally, a special transport aircraft is arranged to transport them away, and they are recycled and melted at a designated smelting plant. Or they simply dismantle important parts and sell them half to some. The unit or department you are more interested in.

Not to mention that there are so many bullet casings on the shooting range that it is impossible to clean them. China is short of copper, but most of the bullet casings made of iron are readily available.

Due to daily maintenance and replacement, discarded metal objects can be seen everywhere in the base. The management of such things in the closed base is relatively loose. Although it involves military secrets, it cannot be sold casually as scrap metal, not to mention The nearest scrap collection station is at least a hundred kilometers away from the air force base in the mountains, and most of them are piled everywhere.

This made Lin Mo cheaper. In addition to most of these metals being light alloys, there were also many special alloys. In particular, the titanium alloy parts called Mithril in the world where Lin Mo came from were not too difficult to obtain.

Lin Mo slowly threw out metal one after another for the metal egg to swallow. He didn't know how much metal was needed to activate the metal egg again, but the scrap metal he prepared was more than what he had collected before. The metal egg was shining gradually with light, and the speed of devouring it was getting faster and faster.

Just like what Huggies had done before, quantitative change led to qualitative change. After swallowing a variable speed transmission component as big as a human head, the metal egg seemed to come to life, with cracks appearing on the surface, as if it was about to expand. Unfortunately, it was It was tightly bound with heavy nylon rope and strong glue.

The nylon rope, which was as thick as a finger and woven from countless nylon filaments, was enough to bear the weight of tons. The countless large balls of thread wrapped around it stopped the expansion of the metal egg, and creaking sounds continued to sound in the empty room. , like a big rat barking.

"Mo Lin! You despicable guy, let me go!" A heart-stopping roar came from the core of the metal egg. You can imagine how angry Jin Coin, a giant gold dragon, was at this moment.

"Gold coins! You are indeed awake!" Lin Mo fiddled with the dragon flute in his hand, put it gently to his mouth, and started playing slowly.

"No, no!" Hearing the strange melodious flute sound that was engraved in my bones, the metal egg struggled and swayed desperately, and the nylon thread wrapping it was also shaking violently, but it was still to no avail.

But after playing the strange flute sound once, nothing happened. Lin Mo frowned. According to the past, a space magic circle appeared in the sky and absorbed the gold coins. However, the contract effect of the dragon flute had no effect at all. He thought he was out of tune after not practicing for a long time, so he played it again, but it turned out that his nephew played the lantern and looked after his uncle (as usual), and nothing happened.

Damn it, the dragon flute will sometimes fail. Is there really no way to control this crazy guy? Lin Mo didn't expect such an accident, so he blew it over and over without belief.

Even the metal egg that was the incarnation of the golden dragon "Gold Coin" that was bound in nylon and all-purpose glue noticed the abnormality. The fear and anger at the beginning turned into doubt, but soon burst into laughter: "Hahaha, dragon." Has God abandoned you? Maureen, the dragon flute has failed. You can't do anything to me. You can't even think of locking me into that contract space to enjoy eternal sleep! Let me think about how I want to kill you. It's a slice. It’s better to smash it into a pulp, no, no, no, it’s better to pick your meat off the bones bit by bit.”

The tone of the gold coin was extremely mocking and threatening. The bloodthirsty and killing habits of the gold dragon that had been suppressed for a long time were released bit by bit. The temperature in the warehouse seemed to have dropped by more than ten degrees invisibly, which was chilling. Bone deep.

When Lin Mo was thinking about the loss of the dragon flute's previous abilities, a sudden change occurred. The metal egg suddenly softened and deformed like a drop of water. It twisted and squeezed out from the small opening of the nylon thread. Once it was separated from the thread, it was in the blink of an eye. It became a hundred times larger. During the process of enlargement, the metal flowed and continued to be complicated and spliced ​​and evolved, turning into a giant gold dragon that was nearly the height of an adult. Lin Mo recognized it as a gold coin at a glance. It was more than ten times smaller, and could no longer be expressed as "giant". It was just a metal dragon.

"Mo Lin, you said that your life is already mine, are you ready?" The metal dragon derived sharp claws about a foot long and swung them randomly with high-frequency tremors. Lin Mo wanted to restrain him. The nylon thread carefully wound around the metal egg was cut into countless pieces on the spot.

Facing this metal dragon-shaped creature with red eyes and murderous intent, Lin Mo put down the dragon flute, raised his head and looked at the gold coin without any sign of weakness, and said calmly: "Don't be happy too early!" Lift your feet slightly and step down.

"What?" Jin Coin thought that his ears had heard it wrong. This guy was so arrogant even when he was facing death. He was stunned. Before he could react, he felt his figure suddenly lighten up and he couldn't help but rise upwards.

Bang! The gold coin was sucked tightly onto a disk before it could move. The disk seemed to be covered with an unknown solid shell, and a powerful invisible suction force came from under the shell.

This is not magic, but it is a lifting electromagnet. The large suction cup at full load is suspended in the air, and its magnetic power is unparalleled!

Lin Mo added a thick layer of composite plastic-steel armor plate to the powerful metal electromagnet suction cup. The plastic-steel composite armor used to protect pilots in the cockpit of the aircraft can even protect against large-caliber rifle bullets.

In this world, metal materials are developed, and non-metallic materials are also not bad. Lin Mo has good intentions.

Jin Coin did not hesitate and began to struggle desperately, but no matter how hard he struggled, any stretched out limbs and sharp blades were firmly attracted by the strong magnetic field and could not move.

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