《I'm the King Of Technology 》Chapter 547. Transport Trucks
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"Your majesty... What do you think about these models?"
"Hmmm.... let's see....." Landon said while inspecting the track before him.
Of course, it was a military transport truck!
With the date for his mission closing in, he had to ensure that everything was up to par.
"How many truck types have you all been able to make?" Landon asked.
As for who he was talking to, of course it was none other than overseer Reagan from the weapon manufacturing industry.
Reagan calmly adjusted his new medical-grade glasses, before finally responding to Landon.
"Your majesty, currently, only 5 types of transport trucks have been made from all the rest... as requested," Reagan said before giving Landon a document to look over.
When he was assigned this task, his majesty had said that he specifically wanted them to start creating these ones first before doing the rest on the list.
Landon looked at the list while listening to Reagan.
All trucks that they had created so far, were fully covered.... with none having an open boot, which was exactly what he was going for.
He needed transport trucks that could focus on transporting humans, military weapons, food and so on during this winter season.
Hence these sorts of transport trucks were perfect for the job, as they were all fully covered with thick hard metal armour that was supposed to keep people safe against bullets, arrows and so on.
But even though the exterior looked so hard and tough, Landon had immediately designed the inside to be extremely comfortable for the soldiers who were ready or returning from combat... as well as those that they rescued or saved.
Some of these trucks were made just for rescued personnel.... so their insides were designed to resemble that of homes.
In this way, those rescued would feel comfortable throughout their journey.
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In short, Landon had designed the inside to be like those overnight capsule hotel buses, which just had individual sleeping pods for its guests.
Each pod or capsule had its own bed, pillow, and even it's own curtain for privacy.
And in addition to that, each pod had its own light bulb within its space... as well as some reading materials, like a Baymardian welcome book which showed all the fun things to do in Baymard with pictures included.
This was definitely an amazing way to advertise Baymard's touristic side to those that hadn't seen the place before.
That wasn't the only available thing to look at, as they would also have the Baymardian bible, alongside some common storybooks, in their sleeping quarters as well.
One never knew if it was a child that they were rescuing or even the elderly.... so it was always best to keep several options there at all times.
These books were kept and secured on a built-in shelf on the walls.... so they wouldn't fall during the journey.
Of course, apart from reading material... there would also be water, as well as some other beverage and snacks in their pods when they first get in.
And during the course of the journey, they would get at least 2 square meals a day.... since one of the military trucks was just an entire built-in kitchen.
With how fast they had to travel, they weren't going to keep stopping every now and then just for cooking or meals.
And what if it was snowing heavily for several days in a row?
Were they going to starve just because of that?
Indeed, that just seemed too ridiculous to Landon.
So rather than that, it was better to make a kitchen that was tremor proof on the road.... alongside several fridges and freezers.
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It would definitely be best to make some dishes and keep on the side for a day or 2.... so that the cooks would also have some time off as well.
They could properly store it well like how airplanes store their foods.
And when it would be breakfast or any other mealtime... they would just preheat the food, before sending it over to the soldiers as well as the guests.
They would definitely stop the trucks for meal distribution..... but it wasn't going to take over even up to 10 minutes.
Because rather than cooking outside for more than an hour for the large group of soldiers and guests.... 10 minutes was definitely the better option at the moment.
And after meal distribution, they could eat in the vehicles while continuing their journey towards their final destination.
"Your majesty... last but not least, we have the clinical trucks here.
They were the trickiest to do, but eventually....we got it through in the end." Reagan said while opening the truck door for Landon.
One should know that at least 4 or 7 military doctors and nurses would be coming on this trip as well.
So Landon had made mini-clinics in some of the trucks as well.
In this way, when they got to the battlefield and did their part.... after the battle, the back of the trucks could open up, and immediately transform into a clinic that would have all the injured men gathered around it.
There should also be stretchers and even important tools for doing some major and minor operations.
For example, if one were to get stabbed with a wooden stake or get shot with a bullet... The doctors were expected the remove the foreign objects like the bullet or wooden pieces, and immediately treat the patient.... as well as stick up the injuries.
Any delay might lead to loss of life, so it was best for them to save time by having all the equipment organized and ready to go.
In short, Landon had really thought of everything.
Of course, these trucks were marvellous for off-road travels as well.
Right now, all he was focused on.... was getting to the North of Arcadina on time.
So he needed something that could do the job effortlessly.... while still making everyone feel as comfortable as possible.
They would be on the road for several days in a row, so there was no need in making them sleep upright.
That would just give them stiff necks and other complications.
Landon inspected all truck types and nodded in satisfaction.
"Chief Reagan..... I'm impressed!"
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