Lynch and Mr. Wardrick talked about the development of industry. At the beginning of March, there was a machinery exhibition in a southern city.

At the exhibition, a company demonstrated a semi-automated production line, which reduces the number of job requirements compared to ordinary production lines.

With fewer people, more things can be accomplished, but people are not very interested in it for the time being.

Because of the price.

From design to production to maintenance of the assembly line, various costs are too high, no one places an order, and there is even no report.

But both Lynch and Mr. Wardrick knew about it.

It is normal that the media is not highly sensitive to it, but as a capitalist, there is no reason to be insensitive.

"It will take some time to develop. After the cost is reduced, some people may be willing to try to use these new pipelines."

"But in a short time, people will not do that, even if we all know that this is the inevitable trend of future industrial development."

Lynch cut the steak elegantly, and Mr. Wardrick gave his opinion affirmatively.

"The job demand has been reduced by about 10 to 20%, but the production cost has increased by 200%. In the short term, it has no real value, but from a long-term perspective, these are the main trends..."

The two were talking, and the butler appeared next to them and told Lynch that he had his phone number.

Mr. Wardrick was a little puzzled, "It must be very important to be able to call me."

He put down his knife and fork and added some wine to himself, meaning to wait for Lynch to come back.

Lynch nodded, "I'll be back soon after being lost for a while."

Leaving the table during the meal itself is also a very impolite thing, but this must be something important, and the two men did not get too entangled in these little things.

Lynch came to a room, which was a lounge dedicated to the owner or guests.

It has more than 30 square meters, has a very comfortable sofa, two small bookcases, a chair and table by the window, and a telephone.

The butler explained, and then gently closed the door when he left.

Lynch sat on the sofa, picked up the phone, pressed the yellow button, and then a strange voice came from the phone.

"Mr. Lynch, I am from the Strategic Command Office of the Ministry of National Defense..." This person first explained his position and name, and then he said the reason for the call.

"Not long ago, a plane crashed..."

"The people at Blackstone Security cannot contact you. They ask us for assistance, so if you are free, please contact Blackstone Security in time."

The phone quickly hung up. Lynch lit a cigarette, thought for a while, and dialed the number of the Blackstone Security Company. Then he learned what had happened before.

"People find a way to retrieve the wreckage of the crashed plane. It can provide us with important data. In addition, you have to find out what method they used to knock down our plane."

"This is a battle different from all previous battles. The enemy we face this time is even more cruel, cunning, insidious, and despicable."

"War will have sacrifices, but justice will never be defeated."

"Use special ammunition. We don't need to be reasonable in the face of these crazy enemies."

"I am waiting for your good news."

Then Lynch hung up the phone. After he finished smoking, he sorted his meter before opening the door and walking out.

When he returned to the table, Mr. Wardrick took a close look at Lynch. He didn't find anything special on Lynch's face.

Being able to make a call here to find Lynch means that the other party has a lot of energy, so big that he can know where Lynch is anytime and anywhere, and so big that the other party can make a call here.

With such an analysis, Mr. Wardrick has enough evidence to support him to guess who is calling.

But he didn't do that, he was just curious that Lynch could really hide things.

Maybe he felt Mr. Wardrick's eyes staying on his face, and Lynch looked at him, "What's on my face?"

Mr. Wardrick shook his head. "I'm just thinking about what happened. If it's important, you can leave first. It's not rude."

Lin Qi pursed his lips. "The northern attack has encountered some small obstacles. Some little mice feel that they can resist the torrent of the times. They are very sad!"

Saying that Lynch seemed to have thought of something again, "I remember I gave you two drawings before. Has its prototype been produced?"

Very jumping thinking, but Mr. Wardrick can keep up, he picked up the knife and fork again, "Of course, sixteen have been produced, do you want to see them?"

Speaking of Mr. Wardrick’s smile, he was more sincere. He had contacted the Ministry of National Defense in private, and the commissioner of the Ministry of National Defense went to him to see the tanks and gave him a high evaluation.

Even the commissioners think that these things have the same value as the aircraft-they will eventually change the form and way of war!

This also means that the Ministry of National Defense is willing to pay for it, which is very important.

Lynch pointed to the sour mayonnaise mixed vegetables placed in the middle of the table, and the waiter on the side added some to Lynch's dinner plate.

The steak tastes good at first, but it has too much fat and is a bit greasy.

Sweet and sour things can solve this problem well, and the taste of vegetables can solve the greasiness to the greatest extent.

He put some sour mayonnaise mixed with vegetables on the cut beef cubes, and then wrapped them in his mouth.

First, the sweet and sour and the freshness of vegetables, and then the slightly browned beef was cut open by the teeth, crushed by the mouth, and the beef penetrated out, but it did not burden Lynch too much.

After he finished eating, he picked up a napkin and dipped some sauce on the corner of his mouth, "Why not send them to the front line?"

"At most three days, they can verify their value on the battlefield. The Ministry of Defense is not interested in the model. You have to show them its actual combat value."

Lynch's words moved Mr. Wardrick's heart, but there were also some difficulties. His consortium did not have a military organization like Blackstone Security, and the Federation was instinctively afraid of war.

Lynch did not continue to persuade him, smart people do not need others to persuade, because persuasion is often useless or counterproductive.

After he had eaten two more pieces of beef, Mr. Wardrick asked a question, “If it appears on the battlefield, when we face the Gefla people, people from other countries, including the military-industrial groups in China, There is no advantage anymore."

It didn’t take long for Lynch’s airplane to be out, and other companies’ airplanes already had prototypes and started small-scale production.

It is estimated that as soon as his tank is pulled out, those people can imitate it, which also means that his tank will not be a unique business.

Lynch shook his head, "Your worry is meaningless. You have to understand that even if you hide it and take it out when the war breaks out, other people can imitate it in the first place."

"And they can use their experience and technology in this area to easily surpass our tanks in performance."

"So we hide it. It doesn't make sense. On the contrary, I am more inclined to prove my worth in war."

"When choosing equipment, the Ministry of National Defense prefers to choose military equipment that has proven itself on the battlefield. This is why the military-industrial groups know that I am blackmailing them, and they also want to give me money!"

Hearing this, Mr. Wardrick was stunned for a moment, and then he burst into laughter.

He knew that Lynch was blackmailing those military-industrial groups. If the military-industrial group wanted to conduct specific tests on weapons and equipment in actual combat, they had to support Lynch with a large amount of military expenses, and the results of the tests had to be counted separately.

This is Chiguoguo's extortion, but everyone has to pay because Lynch has the first-hand user experience in his hands.

As long as he explained to the Department of Defense that when using a certain weapon, the employees reported that it was very unusable and the failure rate was higher, then the Department of Defense would remove this product from the plan.

It can even be said that Blackstone security experience reports and recommendations will become an important reference for the Ministry of National Defense when selecting armaments.

So charging a little money for this, isn't it too much?

Waiting for Mr. Wardrick to finish laughing, the condenser continued, "What we need is the competitiveness brought about by competition. With the overall technical level behind others, we can only find ways to inspire a spirit of challenge and struggle."

"Our advantage is that we can get feedback on the equipment anytime and anywhere, good and bad, can be adjusted in time."

"We can get feedback on first-hand weapons and equipment more than them~lightnovelpub.net~We must make good use of our advantages, otherwise we can't compete with them!"

Mr. Wardrick thought for a while and nodded, "You make a lot of sense. We are just a baby in terms of technical precipitation. The only thing we can do is to find a way to occupy a leading position in the actual application field."

The two clinked glasses, and the matter was basically confirmed, but some of the problems extended by the crash of the first bomber were still in the process of fermentation.

Some things are difficult to hide, and with the secret propaganda of the Gevlar people, people's enthusiasm for owning airplanes is cooling.

The diplomats used to surround Lynch’s Flight Institute, hoping that they could complete their orders first, but now, these people are suddenly less enthusiastic.

Only invincible war equipment is the goal that people pursue. This kind of can be easily defeated... it seems that it is that way?

If there is an effective way to combat aerial weapons, what is the value of aircraft?

Expensive aerial toys?

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