blackstone code

Chapter 1123 New Armament and New Situation

Lynch was talking about industrial development with Mr. Wardrick, and a machinery exhibition was held in a southern city in early March.

At the exhibition, a company showed a semi-automated production line, which reduced a lot of job requirements compared with ordinary production lines.

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

Because of the price.

From the design of the assembly line to production to maintenance, all kinds of expenses are too high, no one places an order, and even reports are not reported.

But Lynch and Mr. Wardrick both knew about it.

It is normal for the media to be less 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 assembly lines."

"But in a short time, people won't do that, even though we all know that this is an inevitable trend of future industrial development."

Lynch sliced ​​the steak gracefully, and Mr. Wardrick affirmed his point.

"Reduce the job demand by 12.00% or so, but the production cost has increased by [-]%. It has no real value in a short period of time, but in the long run, these are the main trends..."

The two were talking when the butler appeared beside them and told Lynch that he had a call.

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 refilled himself with some wine, meaning to wait for Lynch to come back.

Lynch nodded, "Excuse me for a moment, I'll be back soon."

Leaving the table during the meal itself is also a very rude thing, but it must be something important, and the two men did not get overly entangled in these small things.

Lynch came to a room, which was a lounge specially for the host or guests to rest.

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

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

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

"Mr. Lynch, I'm from the Strategic Command Office of the Ministry of National Defense..." The man first explained his position and name, and then he explained the reason for the call.

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

"People from Blackstone Security Company can't contact you, they ask us to help, so if you are free, please contact Blackstone Security Company in time."

The phone hung up quickly. Lynch lit a cigarette, thought for a while, and dialed the number of Blackstone Security Company. Afterwards, he knew what happened in front of him.

"Let people find a way to retrieve the wreckage of the crashed plane. It can provide us with important data. In addition, you need to find out how they shot down our plane."

"This is a battle that is different from all previous battles. The enemy we are facing this time is more brutal, cunning, insidious, and despicable."

"There will be sacrifices in war, but justice will never be defeated."

"Use special bullets, we don't need to be reasonable in the face of these crazy enemies."

"I look forward to your good news."

Then Lynch hung up the phone. After finishing his cigarette, he tidied up his appearance before opening the door and walking out.

When he returned to the dining table, Mr. Wardrick observed Lynch carefully, but he didn't find anything special on Lynch's face.

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

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

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

Perhaps feeling Mr. Wardrick's eyes on his face, Lynch looked at him, "What's on my face?"

Mr. Wardrick shook his head, "I was just thinking, what happened, if it's important you can leave first, it's not a faux pas."

Lynch pursed his lips, "The northern offensive has encountered some small obstacles. Some little mice think they can resist the torrent of the times. They are very sad!"

Speaking of which, Lynch seemed to think of something again, "I remember I gave you two drawings before, has the prototype been produced yet?"

Very jumpy 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 this, Mr. Wardrick's smile is a little more sincere. He has already contacted the Ministry of Defense in private, and the commissioner of the Ministry of Defense also went to him to see those tanks and gave them a high evaluation.

Even the Commissioners think these things have the same value as the planes - both of which will eventually change the shape and the way war is fought!

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

Lynch pointed to the vegetables mixed with sour mayonnaise in the middle of the table, and the service staff on the side added some to Lynch's plate.

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

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

He put some sour mayonnaise mixed with vegetables on top of the sliced ​​beef, and wrapped it in his mouth.

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

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

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

Mr. Wardrick was very moved by Lynch's words, but he was also a little embarrassed. The consortium he belonged to did not have a military organization like Blackstone Security, and the Federation people were instinctively afraid of war.

Lynch didn't continue to persuade him. Smart people don't need to be persuaded by others, because persuasion is often useless or counterproductive.

After he ate two more pieces of beef, Mr. Wardrick asked a question, "If it appears on the battlefield, when we face the Gefra people, people from other countries, including those military industrial groups in China, what will we do?" There is no advantage."

Not long after Lynch's aircraft was tossed out, other companies' aircraft already had prototypes and began small-scale production.

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

Lynch shook his head, "Your worries are meaningless. You have to understand that even if you hide it until the war breaks out, other people can imitate it immediately."

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

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

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

Hearing this, Mr. Wardrick froze for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

He knew that Lynch blackmailed those military industrial groups. If the military industrial groups wanted to conduct specific tests on weapons and equipment in actual combat, they would have to support Lynch with a large amount of military expenses, and the test results would have to be calculated separately.

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

As long as he explains to the Ministry of Defense that when using a certain weapon, employees report that it is very difficult to use and has a higher failure rate, then the Ministry of Defense will remove this product from the plan.

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

So charging a little money for that isn't too much, is it?
Waiting for Mr. Wardrick to finish laughing, the condenser continued, "What we need is the competitiveness brought about by competition. When the overall technical level lags behind others, we can only find ways to inspire a spirit of challenge and hard work."

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

"We can get feedback on first-hand weapons and equipment better than them. We must make good use of our advantages, otherwise we will not be able to compete with them!"

Mr. Wardrick thought for a while, then nodded, "You make a lot of sense. We are just babies in terms of technology accumulation. The only thing we can do is to find a way to occupy a leading position in the field of practical application."

The two clinked glasses, and the matter was basically settled, but some problems that extended with the first bomber being destroyed and crashed continued to ferment.

Some things are hard to hide, and with covert propaganda from the Gefras, the frenzy for owning planes is cooling.

Before, those diplomats always surrounded Lynch's flight research institute, hoping that they could complete their orders first, but now, these people suddenly became less enthusiastic.

Only invincible war equipment is the goal that people pursue. This kind of equipment that can be easily defeated... seems like that?
If there is an effective way to counter air weapons, what is the value of the aircraft?
Expensive aerial toys?
(End of this chapter)