บท 1083: 239: My Blood is boiling, my face is swollen! 3

“Okay.”Ye Zhuo clicked the mouse.

The picture of the aircraft carrier was immediately magnified by ten times. The tightly shut cabin door slowly opened, and the interior structure of the aircraft carrier was presented to everyone. “This side is the arsenal and the defense system. This is the cockpit, and this is the emergency room...”

After looking at the entire design of the aircraft carrier, the laboratory was silent.

After a long while.

Dr. Millet slowly said, “Dr. YC, how do you plan to solve the fuel problem?”

Ye Zao switched to another picture. “Build an orbital fuel depot and a space supply station here. The aircraft carrier will detach itself after supplying fuel.”

Dr. Millet nodded and took a pen to write down ye Zao’s words in his notebook.