A 30,000-ton destroyer, you say it’s a fishing boat?

Chapter 34 Help me!Only then can I help you!

These words completely shocked Minette and everyone else present. They never expected that these two leading figures would be the first to jump out and object.

This is discord!
Speaker Harper quickly covered his mouth with his hands, suppressed the raised corners of his mouth, coughed twice, and drew all the attention of others present back to himself.

When these people looked at him, they first raised their fingers and pointed at the two opponents, and then asked softly: "Mr. Minette, do you need some time to have a good communication with these two gentlemen?"

"Need! Need!" Minette spat out each word, and she had already stepped off the stage and walked towards the small door in the corner.

The small door was closed, and Minette, who was filled with anger, took it as the target to vent his anger and kicked it.

duang!

The door didn't move at all.

Severe pain came from his toes. Minette wanted to shout, but there were people behind him. He wanted to save face, so he could only hold it in.

There was a click and the sound of twisting the door handle. It was Air Force Chief Santos, with gray hair and a warm smile. He opened the door and turned sideways to let Minette pass first.

"These are reinforced doors, not so easy to kick open!"

Behind the small door is a quiet corridor, long and empty, with only the pale light of energy-saving lamps shining on the ground.

Minette was the first to walk in, and the interlaced lights shattered his shadow into different shades.

Army Falson followed, and then Falson, and the three of them walked slowly in the corridor without saying a word.

While walking, Falson suddenly said: "You can shout out loud, after all, I chose that door, and the quality is pretty good!"

After this sentence, Minette became completely angry. She stood in the corridor and jumped to her feet and yelled, "Damn it! Fake!"

Before he could finish cursing, he was pushed into the next room by the two people around him.

The room was empty enough to be seen at a glance.

Minette almost fell down after being pushed by two people.

He hurriedly stabilized his body, and then he endured the pain and looked at the two of them with a bad expression.

"What on earth are you two thinking?"

Falson raised his right hand, looked at his thumb and index finger intently, and rubbed the two fingers together.

It seems that those two fingers are some important military secret.

Compared to him, Santos was much more direct. He closed the door with his backhand, leaned against the door, and held his hands in his arms.

"You know!"

"What do I know?" Minette asked.

However, Santos still folded his hands and looked straight at the head of the navy, "You should know!"

"I know shit! How can I know if you don't tell me?"

"Zumwalt!" A voice came from the side, it was Falson. After the voice, he also changed his actions and stopped rubbing his hands. He also imitated Santos and folded his hands to watch the show.

When Minette mentioned the "death card" in her hand, Minette's heart skipped a beat and her expression became a little unnatural.

Fortunately, there were too many wrinkles on his face and his expression didn't change much.

After being stunned for a moment, he quickly explained:
"Zumwalt is now not enough to meet the navy's combat needs! That's why we need to develop new arsenal ships! Walk on two legs! And your vote is crucial!"

Hearing this, Santos pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth, slowly closed his eyes, and opened them suddenly the next second.

A pair of eyes full of philistineness and cruelty.

"We in the Air Force also need to walk on two legs!"

As soon as these words came out, Minette instantly understood what these two bastards were thinking. She turned around and looked at Falson, only to find that the old fox also nodded slightly.

Damn!

Cursing inwardly, Minette walked to the side, folded her hands, leaned against the wall, and stared at the ground with her eyes blankly.

"Tell me!"

"Our Air Force is going to get a B3 bomber! Or a new fighter, which is a sixth-generation fighter!"

"Isn't it already being done?" Minette looked up. Although he was in the navy, he was still a high-ranking official, so he could still hear some gossipy news.Santos shook his head, "We're doing it, but it's not enough! We need more money!"

call--

Heaving a sigh of relief, Minette couldn't help but feel a little more relaxed. If he was only allowed to vote on the use of funds, the conditions were not too strict.

Nodding to the colleague in front of him, he turned back to Falson, "Where's yours?"

Now it was time to exchange benefits, and Falson wasted no time in stating his demands bluntly.

"We need more advanced armored vehicles and exoskeletons, as well as auxiliary combat equipment! The rapid development of drones in the past two years has a strong impact on armored units!"

Armored vehicle?Exoskeleton?Auxiliary combat equipment?

Minette just wanted to laugh when she heard this.

He still remembered the Army's exercise last year, in which the Army's tactical team brought new equipment.

A supposedly strength-enhanced silent tactical cart system is used as an auxiliary tool in the last mile of infantry combat.

Electric drive.

On complex terrain, it can carry up to 225 kilograms of items and travel 24 kilometers.

The research and development cost is 8 million U.S. dollars, and the selling price is 17 U.S. dollars!

Then, he accidentally saw something similar on the overseas version of Station D controlled by Longguo.

The price is 1700, the load capacity is one ton, and it can even be a hybrid of gasoline and electricity!

For an additional one thousand, you can also customize it!
Not satisfied with this, he actually wanted to buy more expensive armored vehicles now. He couldn't even imagine how bold these guys would be!

Thinking of fun things in my mind, a smile appeared at the corner of my mouth unconsciously!
"You can just mention it! Only if you help me can I help you!"

"Not much chance!" Santos shook his head and continued to add, "We know that you and Harper have a separate relationship, so!"

"How much will you give them this time?"

When asked about the core point, Minette raised three fingers and said, "Three-seven!"

Farson licked his lips and said quickly: "Can I get [-]%? Not bad!"

Minette shook her head, "The Council President and the others get [-]%, and I get [-]%! I'm the one kneeling down to beg for food!"

This ratio shocked the two of them.

"Where's the Secretary of Defense?" Falson asked.

"The Speaker said he would take care of it!"

"He doesn't object?"

"Does he dare?"

The five fingers of his left hand opened and closed, his thumb kept rubbing the other four fingers, and Falson spoke again.

"Yes, how will you deal with it in the end?"

When asked the core question, Minette stopped pretending and spread her hands, "Buy! It's not the first time! Now, give me your vote! Next time, I will vote for you! Don't waste time!" "

"Money is still the same! If you delay here for a second, the gentlemen in the council may change their minds!"

The two people next to them gritted their teeth and nodded their heads slightly, agreeing to the exchange.

Returning to the venue again, Minette first came to Speaker Harper, lowered his head and whispered.

"The Navy and Army are willing to give you [-]%, but they want to work on a project! A new project!"

Money is touching people's hearts. When he heard [-]%, Harper nodded his head, then picked up the hammer beside him and tapped the table lightly.

"Gentlemen and ladies, now, we continue to vote on the Navy's proposal to re-incorporate arsenal ships into military research!"

"We will announce the voting results! Let outsiders know our reputation as America!"

Boom!
The hammer falls and voting begins.

(End of this chapter)