Pete's Expert Summary
My human has presented me with this... device. The "Radiolink RC4GS V3," they call it. From what I can gather through observation and a bit of intellectual eavesdropping, this is not the toy itself, but the *instrument* used to pilot a toy. It's a complex plastic handle with a screen and an antenna, designed to control some sort of wheeled prey from an absurd distance. While I appreciate the potential for a long-range, interference-free chase across my entire domain, I am deeply concerned. The human seems far too interested in the technical minutiae—"telemetry," "programmable mix control," "30 models storage"—which suggests an unfortunate amount of time spent fiddling and not enough time orchestrating my amusement. It has promise, but only if it's attached to something fast, noisy, and ultimately catchable. Otherwise, it's just a lumpy, un-chewable obstacle between me and my nap spot.
Key Features
- 【Excellent Anti-interference】: With pseudo random FHSS algorithm, which makes RC4GS V3 with excellent anti-interference ability, control range up to 1300 feet (400 meters).
- 【Built in Gyro】: Built-in gyro can keep the vehicle in a straight line, and Gyro sensitivity can be adjusted by the transmitter's VR switch, which fits for drifting car and on-road cars.
- 【Powerful Function】: voltage telemetry, EPA, ABS, fail-safe, dual-rate, timer, cruise control, FPV head tracking, low power alarming, etc. CH3-CH5 can be customized to VR and tact switch.
- 【Vehicle's Voltage Telemetry 】: Real-time information telemetry on RC4GS V3 radio screen, like the vehicle's battery voltage, RSSI, etc. To support the telemetry function, the model must be equipped with a telemetry receiver R7FG/R8FG/R8FGH.
- 【Dual Programmable Mix Control】: Any two channels can be mixed control and each channel can be customized, it also supports one switch to ON/OFF mix control. It is friendly for 4WD cars, tanks, dual ESC vehicles, and more.
- 【Dual-rate Switch by A Button】: RC4GS V3 supports one switch to change different servo travel, like channel 2 throttle travel can be switched to 50% or 100% by SWD or SWA button.
- 【Adapts to Most of Types Vehicles】: with 30 models storage and each model can be set up alarming and named separately, ID SEED function support assign one of vehicle running when they are power on. RC4GS V3 can be works with R7FG/R6FG/R6F/R4FGM/R8FG/R8FGH/R12F/R16F receivers.
A Tale from Pete the Cat
The human placed the gray and black contraption on the rug before me with an air of ceremony I usually reserve for the opening of a fresh can of tuna. I blinked slowly, unimpressed. It smelled of factory plastics and the faint, electric tang of human obsession. It had no feathers, no catnip scent, and it didn't crinkle. A joystick? A trigger? A tiny screen displaying baffling symbols? "What do you think, Pete?" the human chirped. I thought it was an insult to my intelligence, a pathetic substitute for a real hunt. I gave my pristine white bib a dismissive lick and turned my back on the sad gadget. My disdain was interrupted by a low whirring sound from the hallway. My ears swiveled, every muscle tensing. A small, four-wheeled beast shot into the room, skidding to a halt just inches from the ridiculous controller. My human was holding the device now, a thumb fiddling with a switch. The little beast twitched. I watched, my tail beginning a slow, hypnotic sweep across the floor. This was not just a plastic lump; it was a puppeteer's wand, the very soul of the creature now in my sights. The game, it seemed, had changed. The hunt began. The human, a clumsy oaf in most respects, became a master strategist with this Radiolink thing. The little car didn't just zip randomly; it moved with intent. It shot across the hardwood in a perfectly straight line, a feature I later learned was due to some "gyro" nonsense, practically begging me to time a perfect pounce. It would drift around the leg of the coffee table, a maneuver so smooth and controlled it felt personal. The "excellent anti-interference" was no lie; my pursuit was never broken by a stutter or a stall, allowing for a pure, unadulterated chase across the vast expanse of the living room. Just as I'd get a bead on it, the human would flick a switch—the "dual-rate," I presume—and its speed would instantly halve, a taunting invitation to a foolish lunge. I was too clever for that. I waited, stalked, and learned the rhythm of the controller in my human’s hands. Finally, I cornered the machine by the bookshelf. With a final, explosive burst of energy, I landed squarely on top of it, my soft gray paws pinning the defeated machine. It whirred impotently beneath me. I looked up at the human, who was grinning, holding the controller aloft like a trophy. I let out a short, demanding "mrrrow," not of praise for them, but of command. This was acceptable. This brain, this "Radiolink," had provided a worthy vessel for my predatory instincts. We would be doing this again. After a nap, of course.
