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The team with the big missiles that can turn also has a square formation, but because this square formation consists of two people carrying a metal cylinder, there are not many such weapons, only more than a dozen.

However, the warriors carrying the metal round tubes each carried two missiles on their backs.

This also made this formation successfully become a nightmare in the eyes of the Dragon Clan. They stared at the missiles behind the soldiers with wide eyes and watched the formation leave.

Feng Yu walked at the end of the team. He smiled and nodded at the residents on the roadside, even when he reached the place where the three dragons were.

Big lizards, times have changed. Feng Yu smiled and nodded at the three uninvited dragon guests.

Paulkin looked at Feng Yu with complicated eyes, and watched with flickering eyes as Feng Yu walked in front of them and walked towards the distance.

Cromwell, an old classmate from French Saint, was very self-conscious. He flew over without any hesitation and asked why the missile turned around. He didn't even ask why it exploded without hitting the target.

But some people couldn't help it. Anthony and Dempsey, two magicians of the Grand Magister level, were already feeling itchy when the missile exploded.

"How did you do it? How did you do it?" Dempsey asked eagerly.

In the Cattail City military camp, Demps, who was a drone shooter, and Anthony, who was an audience member due to his strength, looked at the rocket launcher on the table and wanted to touch it, but were afraid that it would explode on the spot.

What they just saw was real. If this thing rang, the whole room would be blown away.

Feng Yu looked at his aunt Nitya with a smile, "Everyone has his own business, this is what Dempsey said, so let's call her by name."

"Let me tell you." Feng Yu smiled and spread his hands. With a rare smile on his face, Herbert handed a watch to Feng Yu.

"Uncle Xingjin, are you familiar with this thing?" Feng Yu shook the watch that he had fastened on his wrist.

Although the "Soul Fire Control Array" has evolved from a piece of metal tied to the hand to a wrist watch today, how could he not recognize this thing that Dempsey and other array masters made.

"Could it be that," Demps said, pointing to the rocket launcher, "it's the fire of the soul?"

"That's right, that's wrong." Feng Yu opened the safety, took out the missile and placed it on the table, then slowly unscrewed the glass cover on the warhead.

"This thing is a combination of the soulfire computer project led by the elf's mathematical genius boy, the son of our General Herbert Featherbow, Theodore Featherbow, and the missile project led by Ms. Nitya.

It is also one of the highest achievements of the current Cattail City weapons research and development system, called tracking missiles. "

Herbert, a cold-faced elf man, smiled happily. That was because the weapon he used today was researched by his son, who had no magic talent and was not physically fit enough.

His son has great potential, which is the happiest thing for his father.

After opening the glass cover, Feng Yu carefully took out a gray-white thing that looked like a starfish from the warhead.

"You can feel it, this thing is an undead creature we made using soul fire and specially processed bones.

In fact, it is no different from other undead creatures except in appearance, but its shape is a little special. Its limbs and feet can only do very simple activities, so this undead creature cannot hurt even children.

However, the soul fire at its core is the product of our soul fire computer project and is completely different from ordinary undead creatures.

Its memory is a special program that simply moves these special bone limbs to control the flight trajectory of the missile through a special control mechanism.

Before the launch, Herbert had actually quietly given the little undead an order through the control circle in his hand when the target drone appeared, that is, to track the target drone.

Then things became simple. Herbert launched the tracking missile. The little undead in the tracking missile saw the target drone in the glass cover through the unique perception ability of the undead creature, and controlled the missile to fly towards it.

The missiles not only explode upon hitting the target, but as long as the little undead is close to its target, it will move one of its bone limbs that controls the explosive device to cause the missile to explode, destroying itself and the enemy together.

In this way, this little undead will not be exposed. Even if there is a problem with the missile, this little undead will quickly disappear naturally due to the dissipation of the power of the soul, and will not cause any uncontrollable undead disaster. "

Herbert smiled and said: "I still can't figure out how this little thing controls missiles."

"This is difficult for anyone in Green to understand, but it is also a good thing, because it means that this kind of technology cannot be developed by anyone except us in Cattail City.

Even if we give all our equipment to others, others will also create this kind of tracking missile.

Unless, they have Theodore and his math team.

I have told you before that mathematics is a very profound and mysterious science, even far beyond magic, and Theodore is the most powerful mathematical genius I have ever seen.

If you want to learn, you can ask your son to make up lessons for you when you go home. There is no shame in it. Now for all the math problems that I can't solve, I go to Theodore. In fact, he has been my teacher for a long time. . "

"I forgot about it. I tried to learn it after all the twists and turns, but in the end I found that it really didn't work.

But Theodore, this child, will always be your student. This cannot be changed by him learning well. "

Feng Yu said with a smile: "There is no priority in learning, and the master is the teacher. I don't care about this very much. I am very happy to see Theodore can grow up."

"That's enough for you two," Dempsey said contemptuously. He took the control circle handed over by his daughter Nitya and held it in his hand, holding up the strange undead creature.

"It's amazing. Most of the memories in its soul fire are composed of tiny soul fragments."

Nitya said: "That is the core that can control missiles. It was Theodore who made it. I don't understand it very well."

Demps played with it for a while, then handed the controller and the little undead to Anthony, and said, "How do you usually store this thing? Is it difficult to make it?"

"As you know, we have both soul fire and bone powder, and its core can be copied, so it is relatively simple to make. However, the shelf life is shorter after it is made, but it is enough."

"This glass cover actually contains a magic circle that hides the fluctuations of magic elements. This is too extravagant."

Feng Yu said with a smile: "Isn't this to confuse the Dragon Clan and the Magic Saint? When this thing is really used on a large scale, it is impossible for us to equip them all with this kind of glass cover with a magic circle engraved on it."