"This survival knife is made in Yangjiang and costs 40 yuan a piece." Captain Liu Zhicheng took the high ground and said to Sergeant Maguire: "The original product costs more than 700 yuan, and the workmanship of the scabbard and carrying strap are not as good as this."
The goods are good.”
Maguire asked in confusion: "Made in Yangjiang?"
"It's just like all the weird fake military products in the voluntary commodity market, but this knife -" Liu Zhicheng said, using the knife to cut off a piece of raw beef, digging mustard greens from the can, and finishing the basic deworming and putting it into his mouth
Inside, he said vaguely: "——Compared to the original 420 stainless steel, its hardness is also 59HRC, not much different."
"You must explain clearly where the money went."
Liu Zhicheng smiled and pulled out another drop-shaped stabbing knife from his waist.
"The coating of the original product is much better-looking, there is no greasy sheen, and the sharpening is better than the one made in Yangjiang."
"As a basic tool, our soldiers are extremely capable and can save more than 600 yuan in military expenses."
Maguire took a closer look and saw that there was really not much difference between the two knives. Except for the matte coating of the blade, which was slightly different between glossy and matte, the feel for cutting beef was the same, the same silky smoothness.
"Then where will the money saved be used?" Dr. Maguire had just arrived at the battlefield and did not understand the difficulties of the organization department. "Could it be embezzled by the quartermaster?"
"Hey! That's a good question..." Army Commander Liu Zhicheng was about to explain in detail, but a sharp whistle sounded in the distance.
The veteran immediately alerted himself, jumped over the explosion-proof wall of the bunker, and jumped next to the SA-75 missile launcher.
At the same time, Maguire also saw two targets appearing in the sky, which were blood-giving monsters flying out from Moonshade City!
The Kuaishou Combined Brigade has arrived at the second city on the Tonghe branch, which is also the transportation hub from Maling Township to Emeo County. Under the command of Keshuai, the Canglang team led by Army Commander Liu Zhicheng is going to lay siege to this city.
Strike - Just now, these two blood-giving monsters were obviously enemy cadres whose will to fight had collapsed. They were taking advantage of the darkness to prepare to escape by relying on their ability to fly.
Friends who often launch missiles must know that the launch procedure of the SA-75 is actually very simple.
"Open the antenna. High or low is good."
The radar truck's signal broadcast came from the workbench.
“The location is good and the distance is good.”
The flame tail erupted, the kerosene engine roared, and the medium-range surface-to-air missile flew out.
Its high-altitude killing radius is 250 meters - for these two blood-giving monsters, in the concept of weapons of "immortal cultivators", this is a magical weapon that can destroy mountains and blow up rivers, which is beyond cognition.
A killer weapon with a wide range.
In addition to the tracking and locking of the radar vehicle of the information corps company, the "Knife Rest" indicator tracking and guidance radar equipped with the SA-75 also has a range of 65 kilometers, which can cooperate with two-point ranging to improve the shooting accuracy of the missile.
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A ball of hot spherical flame exploded in the sky, and the accompanying drone had been observing the posture of the projectile. Just before it hit the airspace of the blood-giving unit, these observation units turned and dispersed like frightened fairies.
The hot air from the flames lifted Maguire's hair, and he looked at this scene in disbelief.
Not long ago, when he was fighting to the death with the devil St. Josh - Lao Ma was still worried and secretly worried that the remnants of the war gang in Mimir Hot Spring Market had such powerful energy that the enemies of Shambhala would only
More brutal.
This missile from more than seventy years ago not only shattered the blood-giving monster, but also shattered all Maguire Copenhagen's worries - in this era, humans are stronger.
The fireball completely engulfed the two unknown creatures flying together. Almost instantly, they turned into powder in the fireworks without even a drop of blood leaking out. Along with the warm monsoon wind and the surging flames, they drifted to the west of the Copper River.
Further away are the mountains on the south side.
"You have to ask where all the money has been spent?" Liu Zhicheng was so excited that he almost fell down when he climbed down from the missile vehicle. This veteran was almost sixty years old, and his body functions had seriously deteriorated, and he was no longer as brave as he was when he was young.
Good at fighting.
"Ouch! Don't, don't, don't, don't..."
The old uncle staggered a few steps and finally gained a foothold in front of the blast wall.
"Don't help me, I can do it! I can do it! Hey!~"
Liu Zhicheng said this——
——He put his arm around Maguire's shoulders and pointed at the remains of fireworks in the sky.
“All the money saved is spent here!”
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The story of autumn is like a fairy tale. The morale of the proud and virtuous expeditionary force is high. From top to bottom, each of these soldiers is full of hope and courage.
I never believe that there is a devil that cannot be destroyed.
Never believe that there is an enemy that cannot be defeated.
Never believe that there is an impossible task.
Just a moment of rest during the war, a little time to take a break, and occasionally show his soft side.
In addition to Liu Zhicheng's Canglang Regiment Headquarters, Squad 7 also stayed in Yueyin City. As the last team, they had to say goodbye to the reporters accompanying the army.
Ms. Yunqing has come around in such a big circle, and finally came to the front line from the Sun Newspaper. After leaving the gossip about elites and powerful people, she still has a lot of battlefield news to write - or this kind of story is what needs to be conveyed most.
, what needs to be said most.
She put on a PEX (Powered exoskeleton) exoskeleton to support part of the armor. It was almost the highest-standard elite heavy armor configuration of the Kuaishou Synthetic Brigade. Even though more than two months had passed, she still couldn't adapt to this equipment. She was stumbling crookedly.
I staggered to the camp, ready to say goodbye to the young soldiers of Class 7.
She wants to follow the large army to go deeper into the Axe Mountains. Operation Wenque has ended. Just like the code name of this mission, this is a petty theft and a shady attempt - let the sharp knife cross the Maling and move towards Danqiu.
A fatal sword was delivered to the heart of the country.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! This reporter did not back down. Originally, she wanted to stay at the Black Wind Ridge War Command Center, but how many times in her life can such an opportunity come?
Now that she has crossed Maling Fortress, she will never be deterred by death.
"Sister!" Master Chief Hitchcock immediately took off his military cap when he saw Ms. Yun Qing. His face was covered with camouflage made of marl and grass leaves, and he couldn't see his face. He asked excitedly: "I'm still taking pictures today.
?"
Yun Qing opened the endurance plate shield of the heavy armor again and again, but she couldn't open it or hang it up. She smiled awkwardly and responded hastily: "Shoot! Of course! I have to go! Shoot more."
A few copies! Send them back to the newspaper! Send another copy to your family! Have you finished writing the family letter?"
Hitchcock quickly wiped his hands, found his backpack from the corner of the barracks, and took out a stack of paper letters - there was only a military communication intranet in Shambhala, and phone calls could not be made. The only way to send private messages was the summons bell.
Paper letters are the most convenient.
Moreover, most of the parents of the Seventh Squadron soldiers are not psykers - most of them are "Mudbloods" in the eyes of Magician Balazon, and Master Chief Hitchcock's few
None of my relatives could understand the ringtone.
Yun Qing was a bit older than these young soldiers. When all twelve members of the seventh squad gathered at the door of the barracks, they washed their faces and wanted to leave the best energy to their families.
Yunqing opened her arms from left to right, holding a digital camera in one hand and a card machine in the other. She wanted to keep a copy of both the electronic file and the physical film.
As she patted, she felt a little guy next to her seemed to be stroking her hair——
——That’s a girl in her early twenties, who is also the messenger of Class Seven.
"Sister, your visor buckle is broken, let me repair it for you." The sister who sent the letter said, "How did you do it? This heavy armor is very strong..."
Only then did Yun Qing remember the reason why the helmet buckle broke——
——While marching with the army to the surrounding area of Maling Township and conducting a preliminary reconnaissance and harassment mission, she followed a sniper from the reconnaissance team on a 16-kilometer mountain road. During the mission, she was discovered by the enemy, and the shells shattered her armor.
, causing her to fall into a coma, severely injured and on the verge of death.
The sniper carried the reporter back, which was one of the few times she was injured.
"It's all little things! Little things!"
Yun Qing replied without thinking and would press the shutter again.
At this time, the team leader of Class 6 came to the camp of Class 7——
"——Give us a pat too! Commander!"
The sergeant major of squad six joked that he called Yun Qing commander.
"Our team has just received an order. There is movement in Yueyin City. The enemy's elite soldiers are rioting and seem to be trying to escape. This is a good time to take the initiative to attack! Commander!"
Yun Qing was surrounded by soldiers from Class 7, and she quickly responded: "I'm leaving too! Hey! We don't have much time, right? Class 7 hasn't finished filming yet! Come one by one!"
The sergeant major of squad six also took off his military cap, and the nearly two-meter-tall man suddenly squatted down.
He shook his hands, lowered his posture, his thick eyebrows and big eyes showed grievance, and all his hopes were written on his face.
"Commander, I'm not afraid of you leaving."
"I'm not afraid. There are eighteen people in Class Six."
"If you want to go with the mobile company and the armored vehicle, we will definitely feel at ease."
"It's just..."
The Master Chief began to choke as he spoke, always talking about sad places.
"There is a mission tonight, there is a mission tonight."
"Can you stay in the position a little longer, I beg you..."
"I'm afraid that my comrades will be sad and not be able to say goodbye to their families properly."
It is like a highly contagious infectious disease. Almost in an instant, every soldier staying in Yueyin City is full of determination. This fighting will comes from the other side of the sea, from all kinds of complex and simple things.
, full and passionate feelings, or innocent and romantic love.
The tools Judas used to spur his subordinates were the temptation of money or power, fear and fanatical superstition——
——It is vulnerable to the determination of Anonymous.
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The ice surface at Lingyang Ferry gradually melted.
The passenger ship fell back into the water again and began to sail slowly.
This is Judas's negotiation strategy, to continue to put pressure on Su Xingchen through an unfamiliar environment——
——In the scene of diplomatic negotiation, the abacus vulva move.
To give an example to explain, Su Xingchen is in a very good state of energy, just like an opponent with full health and mana.
When he first arrived at Lingyang Ferry, he didn't feel the pressure of survival at all, and he wouldn't make mistakes because of the pressure. So now Judas is going to add some pressure of survival to this little dwarf.
The passenger ship will take them to continue driving slowly upstream of the Copper River, just like getting into a kidnapper's black car. They have no means of transportation and cannot freely return to the area where Kuai Dao is, so they will definitely feel pressure.
The night was getting darker and darker, and Su Xingchen also sensed the changes in the frozen river - he had smoked sixteen cigarettes, his mind was spinning faster than a Honda red-head engine, and he immediately saw through this extravagant trick.
The forty-five minutes are up, and the second round of consultations begins as scheduled.
On the other side of the Chaos Egg, Judas's mental state was very bad - he hoped that he could focus on production and military aspects. However, in order to buy time for the Cauldron of Dagda, he would never dare to entrust all negotiations to his subordinates.
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He is too ambitious and has to do everything himself. It is difficult to trust these chess pieces who are only interested in profit and are bound by fear and power.
"Mr. Su Xingchen, I'm going to..."
The words haven’t been finished——
——Xingchen's eyes were like fire, and he interrupted Judas without courtesy.
"I need a moment, Mr. Judah. I'm very sorry."
Judas did not expect at all that the negotiation materials he had prepared in a hurry seemed to be of no use. He had just negotiated the price with the landowners and lords from the four southeastern cities and the Maling Township fortress, and notified the ministries level by level to prepare for the retreat.
The county's consciousness persuaded these subordinates to unite to resist foreign enemies, but someone would have to sacrifice.
But Su Xingchen flinched. He seemed about to punch each other hard, but suddenly took a few steps away.
"I have a lot of things that I need to discuss with the regiment headquarters again. Can you give me another forty-five minutes?"
Judas was stunned, and he immediately became angry——
"——You broke the contract?!"
Su Xingchen: "This is just a verbal agreement, and now that I feel the threat of death, what does it mean to temporarily change the negotiation location? Mr. Judah?"
Judas didn't understand Su Xingchen's intention to delay for another forty-five minutes? What's the point of this?
This ship will take them farther and farther. Does this kid still want to go sightseeing on the ship? Want to travel around the Copper River veins of Danqiu Kingdom?
Maybe that's a good thing too...
"If I had another forty-five minutes, I could still collect more chips..." Judas muttered in a low voice and threw the Chaos Egg aside: "As long as it can buy time, it is also a good thing to give up some useless cities.
"
Su Xingchen: "What do you think? Mr. Judah? I still need forty-five minutes."
Judas responded: "Okay."
Another forty-five minutes passed, and this delicate period of time made Judas a little irritable.
What can you do with such a short time? Select the Chaos Spawn in the corresponding town, talk to the lords, and explain your purpose. Then hang up the task and ask the lord to summon the local elders and gentry, and bring together the leaders and soldiers of the county and town.
Officials mobilized, and then unified their stance, and centralized and packaged the power. In the end, it turned into an ambiguous answer. Slowly communicated, and the answer slowly became clear.
The negotiation process is boring, simple, and even full of gunpowder.
Judah must give enough benefits to calculate with the lords the population value of each territory, the value of resources, short-term settlement of silver dollar certificates, and long-term supply of human flesh essence. With these things as support, the Emmanuel Buddha can teach
The crowd is used as a bargaining chip and brought to the negotiation table.
We came to the ship building led by Yu Datong again.
Su Xingchen said: "I still need forty-five minutes."
"What are you doing?!" Judas was already starting to freak out: "What the hell are you doing?! Representative Su Xingchen! What on earth do you want to say?"
Su Xingchen smiled awkwardly and said: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I really need forty-five more minutes. I promise, this is the last time - I just received a letter from the war situation center, and I entrusted Ye Bei to help translate the ringtone.
You mean, I need to organize materials and take notes."
"What's the result?" Su Xingchen pointed at Mr. Ye Bei's nose and cursed, "This idiot only half understood what he heard and messed up several important data. I really have no choice..."
Ye Bei was confused: "Ah?"
Su Xingchen: "There is really no way."
Ye Bei: "There is really no way...my fault..."
Judas cursed: "You people from Tianshu are too amateur! Are these the reinforcements that Aohun Mingde invited?! I'm going to question your sincerity in negotiations! Representative Su Xingchen!"
"So can you give me another forty-five minutes? Mr. Judah?" Su Xingchen said in a sincere tone.
Judas hesitated again and again. He was like a clumsy boxer with a bloated body and panting in the ring, almost falling into the rhythm of his opponent. The missed appointments again and again filled his heart with resentment and hatred. These emotions could not help at all.
It will only hinder his mind and make him more and more dull.
"You only have fifteen minutes." Judas chose a compromise plan.
Su Xingchen: "It must be forty-five minutes."
Judas: "That's enough! This is not a wet market!"
Su Xingchen still calmly repeated: "It must take forty-five minutes."
Judas suppressed the feeling of nausea and vomiting: "Twenty minutes..."
Su Xingchen emphasized the correction: "Forty-five minutes, it will be forty-five minutes when God comes."
Judas gritted his teeth: "Twenty-five minutes at most..."
Su Xingchen glanced at his watch: "Very good, one minute has passed, and there are still forty-four minutes left."
In terms of manipulating people’s mentality, Star Operator is Tianshu’s top role——
——What on earth is he waiting for? Does he really just need a "forty-five minutes" buffer time?
In fact, the answer was already written on Judas' face.
At this moment, Judas fell into a state of control and jumped in anger in the main hall of the Buddhist temple.
In these two hours or so, he used the Chaos Egg to make hundreds of phone calls, recording the names of more than 140 people in six major cities, and calculating the basic statistics of each lord, at least to a rough calculation.
A satisfactory number.
How he longed to have a modern computer at hand and a complete electronic system archive for personnel scheduling and transaction management.
"Mr. Judah, don't you have any electronic equipment?" Su Xingchen pointed to the point: "My tablet is still from 2018. It will definitely be slower when used for office work. Tianshu has no intention of updating the equipment for me.
We are poor and have no choice. This war has almost exhausted the manpower and material resources of Tianshu and the Ministry of Railways."
Judas was suddenly stunned, and was struck dumb and sluggish by the mental punch——
——His brain stopped for a while, and he couldn't even understand what Su Xingchen was talking about.
It seems to be speaking Chinese, but I can't understand it.
Su Xingchen: "So I need forty-five minutes."
Judas' mind automatically blocked the previous lines——
——He temporarily regained his composure, but began to be afraid of this loss of control. He needed to rest.
"good."
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But can things really be that simple?
Judas temporarily suspended the task of negotiation and came to the incense stand in the main hall again. The chirping Chaos Eggs in front of him began to have a psychic riot. They were all inquiries and requests sent back from various places——
——Trading requires continuous attention and feedback.
This is like a trader who has negotiated several deals, but the buyer wants the trader to temporarily suspend the task, and the seller also needs a clear answer.
During these forty-five minutes, Judas had no time to rest at all. He had to reply one by one, explain the situation to each of his subordinates whose interests were linked, and try to appease these people who were about to lose their territory and power.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The negotiation time Su Xingchen told Judah is like a simple and ridiculous lie that never seems to be fulfilled——
——Like a vicious and terrifying curse, this impression of association will damage Judas’ credibility.
Originally, the city lord of Yueyin City had made an agreement with Judah to complete the transfer of power an hour and a half ago. The city was already being targeted by a sharp knife, but Judah was still hesitant.
For the Lord of Yueyin City, Lingguang Buddha repeatedly postponed the decision-making time, which was a joke on his life.
The big landowner simply didn't know what to do. Should he open the city gate to welcome the enemy's army? Or stand up and fight to the death? This kind of high pressure from top to bottom is also a kind of high pressure for the soldiers and defenders of Yueyin City.
Mental torture.
The "last forty-five minutes" finally arrived as scheduled.
The summons bell also rang. Su Xingchen's face was full of joy, and he took Ye Bei's hand. The two were extremely close and walked in with a smile.
Ye Bei gently hit the Star Operator's back and whispered: "You are so dirty!~I like it so much!~"
Su Xingchen ignored it, and instead shouted to the Chaos Egg seriously: "Mr. Judah, let's negotiate!"
Chaos Egg didn't reply immediately, Judas seemed very busy.
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The area is pushed eighty kilometers towards you."
Judas' weak response came from the round flesh ball.
He didn't even receive news of the fall of Moon Shadow City, nor did he receive any new phone calls——