Alien Arms Empire

 Chapter 666666 Take refuge

"The chamber pressure of this kind of artillery is more than double that of our own artillery. They must have new materials...otherwise it will definitely explode." Looking at the 305 mm caliber naval gun on the drawing, a hope Rick's engineer took off his glasses and said to his colleagues around him.

"If you hadn't seen this complete set of drawings, who would have thought that the armor thickness of the main gun turret of Datang Group's battleship is more than 300 mm? So thick...how did they make the battleship float?" Another expert on the side exclaimed.

They all came directly from the Mirage Kingdom, so they arrived in the Tang Kingdom first and saw the design drawings of the Dongwan-class battleships of the Datang Group that were on sale.

In order to see these drawings, they paid a deposit of 30,000 gold coins, and they had the right to leave Tang State only after the procurement project was completed.

Now they are gathered in this small room, admiring the exquisite design of the drawings in front of them. They really didn't expect that the battleship designed by Cyric, which was also a battleship, would be so much worse than the battleship designed by Datang Group.

“The person who came up with such a plan must be a genius.” The expert who was looking at the cabin design slapped his thigh and was almost moved to tears by the rigorous design.

The technician sitting next to him disagreed. He felt that if he could be provided with a sophisticated power system like the Datang Group, he could be bolder and install more armor on his warships.

You know, at that time he also came up with a heavy armor plan, and now it seems that the protection level is not much different from that of Datang Group's Dongwan-class battleships.

Regrettably, that plan was eventually rejected, because due to the constraints of the power system, Cyric's battleships simply could not use that much and heavy armor.

If so many steel plates are installed, Cyric's battleship will be unable to move at all: its speed may only be a pitiful few kilometers. Let alone catching up with the enemy, it may fall into the water and have to drift with the current.

 Only if the power system of the Datang Group is used, the new battleship can be fast enough and qualified to be used as a battleship.

Over the years, Cyric himself has also designed some bizarre warships, and some of them really have the legacy of the Beiyang era warships.

  It is a pity that most of these warships are restricted by the power system and there is no way to mass-produce them. They can only be used as experimental products and left on the beach to be corroded and destroyed by nature.

Now, the problem seems to have been solved. After paying a lot of gold coins, Cyric seems to have obtained a more powerful engine that can support the unrealistic fantasies before.

"In fact, there is another variant design that emphasizes high speed, installs one less turret, and puts more emphasis on high-speed performance... It is more suitable for ocean warfare, allowing warships to arrive at the incident location faster, allowing the navy to use the fastest speed Invest the most troops where they are needed most." The designer from Datang Group walked in with some other warship design drawings and introduced them very thoughtfully: "You can take a look and open up some ideas."

Hyric has confirmed with Datang Group the purchase of Dongwan-class battleships, as well as the corresponding drawings of several improved and extended battleships.

Datang Group even promised to conduct technical exchanges with Cyric engineers to discuss the development and design of battleships, bringing along those idiots who know nothing else.

Of course, all this is for a fee!

Hyric will have to pay a total of 170 million gold coins for this. If you want a Dongwan-class battleship, the cost will be calculated separately!

They are now qualified to see these things. They are helping Cyric check the authenticity of these drawings and let Cyric decide whether to proceed with the next stage of cooperation.

 After all, aircraft technology is the big deal, and it is the real end that Cyric, or other countries, want.

 Seeing the people from Datang Group who came to deliver the drawings leave and the door being closed again, these Cyric engineers lowered their heads again and looked at the new drawings.

There are actually a lot of boxes in the room. The boxes are covered with drawings, which makes them look a bit messy. There is no way, there are at least tens of thousands of drawings of a battleship, and it is really amazing to show them all.

Of course, this does not include the technical drawings of material metallurgy. If added, there may be more.

Cyric's engineers, who looked down at the drawings, started talking again: "They lengthened the battleship a bit, so that the speed is faster... and the buoyancy is relatively higher. It's amazing."

“You can also carry more fresh water, what do they think?” Someone immediately nodded, thinking this was a genius design.

 Everyone became more and more excited as they watched, as if a door to a new world had opened. Datang Group's technology shocked them, and at the same time allowed them to make rapid progress.

They were fascinated by what they saw, and in a blink of an eye it was time for the dinner. After being reminded twice, everyone put down the drawings in their hands and left under the guidance of the waiter, but one person did not leave.

When he came in with the waiter to check the room for the third time, he immediately greeted him and said, "I want to see your boss."

"Sir, I don't know what you are talking about." The waiter replied politely. "I want to see your boss! I am Cyric's senior engineer, and have been since I was 21 years old! I want to see your boss, please... take me there." The middle-aged man almost said The child started to cry.

A few seconds later, the waiter he was staring at sighed helplessly, then opened the door and led him in the opposite direction.

Soon, the door of another room was pushed open, and the waiter took the middle-aged man to a luxurious room where a man was sitting.

"Is someone here so soon?" The man sitting in the room glanced at Cyric's engineer who followed the waiter into the room and asked.

"Yes, sir! He insists on seeing you." After the waiter answered, he left the room.

"So...you are planning to betray Cyric?" The officer from the Tang State Security Department smiled and asked a very heart-wrenching question.

"I never felt that this was a betrayal. If I insist on saying it is a betrayal, it was Cyric who betrayed technology and betrayed me." The middle-aged man in front of him replied: "They can't give me what I long for. I have been at the forefront of the world all my life, but Cyric’s lagging behind made me stop moving forward.”

"You are a very interesting person, would you like something to drink?" The security officer sitting there waved his hand, and Cyric's engineer noticed that behind him was a wine cabinet full of famous wines.

“No, no, thank you.” The engineer waved his hand and said, “Leave me here, I’m willing to serve you!”

"Then you need to show your talent." The officer from the security department stood up with a smile, poured himself a glass of wine, and poured another glass for the other party: "As long as your skills are excellent, we can take you in. "

"Give me a few assistants and I will prove my ability." Cyric's engineer said firmly.

"No, you don't need an assistant just yet. You have to go back and continue working for Cyric for one year. Only after one year will you be eligible to come back with honors and achievements." The man handed over the wine glass and motioned for the other person to continue. : "Now, the thing is very simple. You send back the information we need, and we will arrange a position for you where you want."

"I understand." Cyric's engineer's hands were shaking a little. He never thought that one day he would become a spy.

"You don't need to be afraid at all. We actually don't need much! You just need to work normally and wait for our people to activate you." The officer from the security department shook the wine glass in his hand: "We just need I'll use you once and I'll find a way out, trust me, there's no better deal."

"I, I will cooperate." The engineer swallowed, then picked up the wine glass and drank the wine in one gulp, as if he had made a major determination.

“Go, the dinner is still very good, eat more good food, I guess you won’t be able to eat so much delicious food after you go back.” The officer from the security department gave the order to see off the guests.

 The next second he seemed to remember something, and added: "By the way, remember this sentence 'Li Bai, Du Fu'."

"Huh?" Cyric's engineer was stunned, stopped, and looked back at the officer opposite.

The officer smiled and said: "When someone comes to find you, you ask him if he is Li Bai, and he answers you that he is Du Fu... If the other person admits that he is Li Bai, then he is not one of our people, do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand..." Cyric's engineer nodded and left the room. As the door to the room was closed, the security officer drank the wine in his glass.

"He won't be the last." The door on the other side was pushed open, and the bartender from the intelligence department walked in. He was tall and strong.

"Yes, he won't be the last one. According to our speculation, we estimate that there are still about three nails buried in this group of people." The officer nodded and said, "However, someone like this comes to us on his own initiative. There probably won’t be too many people.”

"It doesn't matter! It's okay to have one such person this time." The bartender smiled and looked at the door: "It's not good to have too many."

"Yes, if they all come to seek refuge, I would be worried about whether someone will add sand to our team." The officer poured a glass of wine for the bartender and said with a smile.

"You know, there will be people who will keep checking them. As long as they don't die, there will always be people checking them..." The bartender looked down at the drink in the glass and said: "There will be no flaws among our own people, right?"

"You're right." The officer smiled and agreed with the bartender.

 (End of this chapter)