When I heard this number, everyone present felt numb.
You know, the total steel production in Daxia this year is only 115 million tons!
To collect two billion tons, if we rely solely on production, it will take twenty years! Even if we work overtime and overload production, it will take ten years!
But now, the most lacking thing is time.
"First find a way to solve the 80 million tons of steel that Ludong needs. The national treasury should be able to meet it. As long as we can survive this time, we still have time to find the rest." Lin Fan said this and looked at the one who said before.
A middle-aged man who is responsible for steel resource issues.
This person's name is Shang Weitian, and he is the general manager of the business department. He is responsible for handling all resource allocations inside and outside Daxia, and is in charge of business import and export.
"I will be responsible!" Shang Weitian nodded directly without any hesitation on his face, "Not only the remaining steel resource gaps, but also cement, sand and gravel, and grain, I will also solve them all!"
"A military order can be issued!"
"But I need extreme discretion!"
Lin Fan looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with complicated eyes.
In his last life, this Shang Weitian showed amazing scheduling abilities.
This is the well-deserved logistics manager of Daxia!
Even Lin Fan didn't know how this guy managed to come up with so many resources time and time again to help Daxia survive the catastrophes caused by the gods.
"Okay! I don't care what means you use, as long as you don't harm Daxia or the people of Daxia, and as long as you can collect two billion tons of steel, you don't need to report to me!" Lin Fan nodded.
"Promise to complete the task! If it fails, Shang Weitian is willing to use military law!" After Shang Weitian finished speaking, he turned around and left without hesitation.
Act vigorously!
"Everyone, go and do your own business." Lin Fan clapped his hands. He also had his own business to deal with.
He wants to improve his strength as soon as possible, practice the god-killing and demon-slaying skills to the upper limit, and become a demigod on earth!
When the God-killing Army is formed, the God-killing and Demon-killing Technique will become a weapon for humans to kill gods!
but.
Just when the meeting seemed to be over.
A middle-aged man sitting in the back row raised his hand tentatively: "Commander-in-Chief, I have a better suggestion than building the Great Steel Wall!"
"Say." Lin Fan was slightly startled.
"Look," the middle-aged man stood up, walked to the wall, pointed to the map of Daxia hanging on the wall, and pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Bactria is a vast territory, even if the God of the Sea really invades
.”
"Even if it's a 100-meter tsunami, or even a 300-meter tsunami."
"It will only affect a dozen provinces in eastern Daxia."
"Why don't we just give up the territory of these dozen provinces and move the people and property to the west? How much more time and effort would that save?"
Having said this, the middle-aged man's eyes reflected a wise and calm light.
but.
The words just fell.
"What did you say?!" Mr. Jin, who had been sitting peacefully, suddenly stood up.
He pulled out the gun from his waist, loaded it with a click, pointed it at the middle-aged man, stared at him and said, "You want us to give up the land of Daxia?"
Jin Lao fought all his life, experienced many battlefields, and became a general.
Although he is no longer in his prime, at this moment, he is as powerful as a sharp sword unsheathed, full of murderous intent!
"Do you know that every inch of our land in Daxia was conquered by our ancestors for five thousand years!"
"Do you know how our ancestors protected this land from invaders a hundred years ago?"
"Do you know that every inch of the land under your feet is soaked in blood? Do you know how many soldiers are currently standing guard at the border despite the cold wind and scorching heat, just to protect one country!"
"You just opened your mouth to retreat? Are you going to give up the land of Daxia? I, a Daxia people, have lived here for generations. If someone scares me, I won't even have a fucking home. Are you still a human being? Do your parents agree? Do you
Do your grandparents agree?"
"What the hell, if you dare, say it again and see if I can break you!"
Mr. Jin was obviously completely pissed off, and for a moment he even started to use swear words.
Considering his status as a five-star golden general, this is a complete gaffe.
He even drew his gun regardless of the occasion, looking as if he was about to smash this middle-aged man's head.
But instead of trying to persuade Mr. Jin, everyone present looked angrily at the young man who spoke!
How can the land of Daxia be given away to others?!
What is land?
The land is the root of Daxia people!
The ancestors of those days braved the hail of bullets from the invaders and fought bloody battles on this land, even at the cost of their lives. What was it for?
It’s all about the ground beneath your feet!
Now, the gods are coming.
How can these younger generations hand over the land that their ancestors shed their blood to protect to the gods? This is no different from being a traitor!
For a moment, the expression of the middle-aged man who spoke turned pale, but he still said tremblingly: "Instead of wasting national power, conscripting 50 million soldiers, and allocating steel resources, then...then it is better to relocate the people. It is time to relocate."
,The compensation should compensate..."
"And if the Great Steel Wall is not blocked, then if the people still stay where they are..."
"Hang!"
A gunshot!
The middle-aged man stood there blankly. After a long time, he turned his head in shock and looked at the bullet holes in the wall behind him.
If Lin Fan hadn't grabbed Old Jin quickly with his quick hands and eyes at the last moment, he might have been shot dead by the angry Old Jin!
"Mr. Jin, calm down!" Lin Fan quickly pulled Mr. Jin to sit down.
Jin Lao gritted his teeth and looked at the middle-aged man, but then a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes!
The power in Lin Fan's hands was surprisingly strong!
It stands to reason that Mr. Jin has been fighting all his life. Although he is older now, he is still full of tendons. Not to mention a young man like Lin Fan who has just grown up, even a veteran of two or three years in the army may not be as strong as Mr. Jin.
But in Jin Lao's feeling, Lin Fan's hands were as if they were made of steel. He couldn't resist at all, and he even forced himself to sit down!
"Old Jin, calm down," Lin Fan gently patted the old man's back and pushed the tea cup: "Drink some tea, don't be angry. In fact, he is also thinking about the people of Daxia..."
"boom!"
It's okay not to mention it. When Lin Fan mentioned it, Mr. Jin slapped the table hard, pointed at the middle-aged man and said: "You are lucky today. If Bai Zhan from Chuanzhou hadn't gone back just now, with his temperament,
I have to kill you ten or eight times!"
In fact, Mr. Jin is not so irritable on weekdays, let alone shooting in public.
In fact, the land of the country is sacred and inviolable to a soldier!
Defending the homeland is the bounden duty of soldiers!
Mr. Jin served in the army throughout his life and dealt with border conflicts many times. When he was young, he braved the cold wind and scorching heat to guard the border, faced off against others with a gun, and saw his young comrades die on the border.
The peaceful and prosperous age in the eyes of others is because people like Mr. Jin are silently guarding it!
Therefore, when he heard that the middle-aged man proposed to give up his country, a rush of blood rushed directly to Jin Lao's forehead.
After two minutes of persuasion, Mr. Jin managed to suppress his anger, but even so, he still stared at the middle-aged man with a stern look and said nothing.
Lin Fan looked at the middle-aged man who was pale but still standing there and refused to sit down, and smiled: "It's okay, I can understand you."
"You are worried about what the people living in the east will do if we cannot hold on, right?"
The middle-aged man nodded: "Yes!"
"It is impossible to give up our country." Lin Fan smiled, "Not only because it is impossible to give up my country in Daxia, but also because."
"We are facing more than just the God of the Ocean."
"This time the God of the Ocean appeared, we gave up the eastern land, okay, we got through it safely, what next? The God of the Sky appeared, countless steel falcons soared in the sky, and we hid in the cave and couldn't go out? The God of the Earth appeared
, where should we hide? Where is the God of Winter? Where is the God of Fire? Where is the God of the Sun? Where is the God of Light? Where is the God of Space?"
"Do we have to give up everything?"
"Didn't it seem that what I, Daxia, have learned in five thousand years is not to persevere, but to give up?"
