"Amazed? Look carefully. This is the essence of our Norman War technology, the invincible and unique 'Flying Iron Cavalry'!" Seeing Weiss and Nicholas's faces full of surprise, Lieutenant Notts said proudly.

Due to the fact that there has been very little consumption of special energy, life is relatively regular and diet is sufficient, Weiss was able to use the "human radar" for a long time to carefully observe this unique air battle. Obviously, there is a good reason for Lieutenant Norts' pride. Those Norman fighters, which looked like flying sharks, have really become a group of fierce and domineering sharks. They shot down several Federal Army fighters in just one encounter, but they have no losses themselves.

Their turning radius is relatively large and their maneuverability is not as good as their opponents. However, their bodies that emit metallic luster are like armor of heavy cavalry, and they almost ignore the bullets fired by the Federal Army fighter jets. Not only that, when the Federal Army fighter jets used their maneuverability to launch an attack from the rear of the Norman fighter jets, they were suddenly attacked by enemy firepower. After two or three rounds, the Federal Army fighter jets continued to fall from the air, but the Normans still suffered zero losses!

"It's really a ghost..." Weiss muttered, and he turned his head and saw Nicholas looking at the fighter planes of both sides chasing each other in the sky. His expression was both astonishment and confusion.

Weiss took a deep breath and asked the burly Lieutenant Noets: "This is the result of your research and development of artificial star source stones?"

Notts rolled his eyes and looked at Weiss: "I am a master in mechanical aspects! I actually hit it!"

According to his logical thinking, Weiss continued to ask: "You have mastered this powerful technology, but what's the point of being with us? With their current combat power, they are simply unsolvable on the battlefield!"

At this time, Notts changed his tone: "I think so too, but... the big guys have their ideas, and I can't guess it thoroughly, and there is no need to guess it thoroughly. Isn't it great if they say it, I will do whatever they want, isn't it good?"

Nicholas's attention was attracted by the conversation between Weiss and Notts, but she did not speak, but listened quietly.

Weiss raised his head and in just a few minutes, the Federal Army fighter jets, who knew they were not opponents, had begun to retreat. Retreat not only to preserve their strength, but also to report new enemy situations on the battlefield to superiors so that the commanders and friendly troops could be prepared and dealt with as much as possible. If they were not able to compete for the enemy, they would try their best to outwit their wits or adopt a pragmatic strategy of avoiding war.

The Normans' "black flying sharks", which is what Notts calls "flying cavalry", have impeccable offensive and defensive capabilities in air combat. Judging from the situation observed this time, their shortcomings should be the maneuver power. So when the Federal Army fighter jets voluntarily withdraw from the battle, they did not chase them, but were in a big circle over Somsonas. At this moment, Weiss couldn't help but wonder: Should these flying iron guys return to their motherships to land, or can they land on the ground like ordinary planes?

After a while, the strange-looking Norman fighters flew northwest. Weiss looked into the distance and finally found the answer through his special vision: there are several Norman ships on the horizon. Their combat power is not high, most of them are patrol ships, but two of them have low combat readings and a large number of crew members. They should be large and medium-sized auxiliary ships.

"They are too heavy to land on ordinary grass, right?" Weiss speculated.

Lieutenant Notts obviously knew the answer. He frowned and replied reluctantly: "You Klumber Heisen family elites are indeed extremely smart talents."

Weiss looked at Nicholas and told her with a comforting look: the enemy's new weapon does not look so invincible, but has many limitations.

If it weren't for this, the Normans would have regained air supremacy and then reversed the situation on the battlefield in their good manners.

"You can go and pack up your things." Notts suddenly said to the two.

"What does it mean?" Weiss immediately became alert.

Notts grinned: "Our new weapons are top secret, and it is impossible for you to put them here to study improvement plans. Moreover, the improved parts may not be manufactured by such factories. Don't worry, during your departure, the operating rules here will not change, and workers will continue to make improved parts of ordinary aircraft. As for you, after coming up with new improvement plans as required, you will be sent back here in full. If they are happy, they may reward you with some freedom."

Most of the content of this sentence is relatively obscure, but Weiss's thinking is in a high-speed operation and has adapted to the way Norts speak, and suddenly captured the key information in the words: his and Nicholas' real function is to help the Normans improve their new weapons, and once the Normans achieve their goal, in order to keep technical secrets, they will most likely end their lives, which is what Lieutenant Notts calls "reward part of freedom."

Thinking of this, Weiss flashed his mind and said in an ironic tone: "Are you crazy? You actually let us contact your most core technical secrets? Ha! At the Bellakass Pass, in the cold Monamolin Mountains, we killed hundreds of brothers and touched it on your warships. Unfortunately, it is only a little bit short... The artificial star source stone technology should be your biggest technical reliance on launching this war!"

Lieutenant Notts finally put away his arrogance and contempt, and instead stared at Weis with a vigilant look, his tone became cold and harsh: "Do you know what you are talking about? With what you just said, I can kill you on the spot!"

Weiss held his head up and said: "Either shoot me to death on the spot or don't let me touch your core secrets."

"Why?" Lieutenant Notts stared.

Weiss snorted: "This still needs explanation? Let's go, isn't that clear that we won't give us a way out? Instead of helping you improve your weapons and then kill them, it's better to die directly."

"Who said we were going to kill you?" Lieutenant Notts tried to defend himself.

"Logistics and philosophy." Weiss replied.

Notts suddenly found himself speechless.

"Go! Tell your masters that we refuse to cooperate." Weiss said frankly, "If we keep staying here and keep doing the previous work, we can still accept it, but if we are asked to leave and do a job that has no way to live, sorry, we will not do it!"

Nikola is also a very flexible character. She then shouted: "Yes, go back and tell them, we won't do it!"

Lieutenant Notts was so angry that he had nothing to say. After instructing the accompanying soldiers to force them to separate and take care of them, he left with a gloomy face.

During the next day, Lieutenant Notts did not appear again, and Nicholas was placed under house arrest in the room. Weiss had no choice but to take a look. Although he annoyed the guards, life still had to continue. Based on the new mission, Weiss began to adjust and deploy the production of the factory so as to change the engine fairing, rigid pillars and cockpit steel plates of Norman aircraft as soon as possible. While sorting out the work, Weiss continued to think about the Normans' "air"

Flying Shark. Obviously, thanks to the artificial synthetic star source stone technology, this fighter has surpassed the scope of aerodynamics and became an "impossible existence". If they are allowed to obtain maneuverability comparable to ordinary fighter jets, even if they are not large in number and have limited air stagnation capabilities, it will still be a fatal threat to the Federal Army's flight forces. Now, it is necessary to find ways to get the Federal Army to obtain key information related to it, and then use correct tactical strategies to achieve the effect of playing to the strengths and avoiding weaknesses.

So Weiss wrote a note, placing the transmission of intelligence and the hope of receiving his and Nicholas' evacuation on Brooks' intelligence personnel and the remaining members of the resistance. However, when he was about to pass the note to the members of the Workers' Resistance Alliance, he found that in addition to the soldiers brought by Lieutenant Notts were watching him with extreme urgency, several workers were also closely monitoring their actions - they were not sure whether they were bribed by the Normans or coerced. When Weiss observed them with a special vision, he saw a red virtual box marking the hostile identity. In the face of difficulty avoiding stalking, his note could not be passed on, but this was not the worst. At night, when he returned to his residence, he saw Lieutenant Notts standing there with a gray face, and four large and thick Norman soldiers were escorting Nicholas to leave.

Weiss hurried forward, but before he could get close, he was blocked by a burly Norman soldier.

"Hey! What are you doing!" Weiss shouted, "Let her go! Come to me if you have the ability!"

Nicholas struggled hard, but how could she be the opponent of a group of Norman soldiers?

Notts walked towards Weiss slowly, and then said in a gloating tone: "I'm sorry, the talented engineers of the Klumber-Heisen family are unwilling to contribute your wisdom to us. We don't force it, but you have lost the qualification to make demands on us."

Seeing Nichola being stuffed into the back seat of the car by a Norman soldier, Weiss gritted his teeth: "Let her go! We can talk about what conditions are there!"

Notts sneered. He ate here in the morning, and it seemed that he had to return it to Weiss all the time before he was satisfied.

"Okay! Your Highness said that as long as you wholeheartedly help us improve the 'Flying Iron Cavalry', Miss Lebold can always be with you. Even if you die, you will die together, but..."

In this twist, Notts deliberately dragged the long voice, but he did not find a panic reaction in Weiss' eyes, and he looked a little disappointed.

"Your Highness said, you don't have to be so pessimistic. There are many ways to conserve technical secrets. Death is the stupidest and most inefficient one."
Chapter completed!