There is a saying that goes, "The rich look at things first and then buy them, and don't ask the price. The poor look at the price first and then buy them." Since you are so rich, I will make some money from your pocket. What's more, the things I sell to you are not bad, but the price is high and the production cost is not cheap. Of course, various performances will definitely be lower than the same products I will make in the future...

(This book was first published at Qidian)

Using the local American IP address forged by Zhilong II and various network certificates, I issued a high-performance aircraft engine design drawing and a car engine description. The recipients are several large car manufacturers such as the US Department of Defense, General Motors, and Ford. As long as they are not fools and idiots, they should see the technological content and useful value contained in these two items, and I can make a profit of this money.

The White House, the United States.

Scott is a dove in the Democratic Party. In the last election, he narrowly defeated Cash, a hawkish, and won the presidency and became the owner of the White House. Now he is listening attentively to what Secretary of Defense General Clegg said to him.

Improving the technical equipment and combat level of the US military is the most done by General Clegg since he served as Secretary of Defense. The advanced combat equipment of the US military is definitely the best in the world. M2 tanks, F-22 fighters, "Aegis" defense system, B2 stealth bomber... These all represent that the most advanced technology weapons in the world today are lying in the American arsenal. It is precisely through them that the United States can maintain its current global dominance and maintain its world's first economic advantage.

Updates, constantly updated. General Clegg, the general who climbed up from the bottom of the army, knew deeply how important equipment is to a soldier on the battlefield. Every American soldier was piled up with gold, which was expensive but worth it. Their combat ability and adaptability were absolutely credible. Such excellent soldiers should not fall on the battlefield because of their equipment being out of date. Therefore, whenever a plan for the production and purchase of equipment or research plan was denied by Congress, General Clegg would always curse the damn politicians and congressmen who seemed to him that he knew nothing and would only sit there and talk a lot.

There are two things when Clegg comes to see the president. One is a good thing and the other is a bad thing.

"Want to have a cup of coffee? Dear Kerr." President Scott called Clegg affectionately. They were classmates in middle school and friends who were too familiar to me. Such a title was used to Clegg.

"Okay, the old rules, don't put sugar." Clegg nodded and sat down: "You know what I hate."

The president behind the long table pulled the bell and asked for what he and his friends needed, rubbed his hands and sat down on the chair: "Then, let's talk about the good news first! Corruption, unemployment, decline in approval rating, inflation. Damn, there are so many bad news I heard today, I hope you can bring me something that makes me happy."

"As you wish, sir!" Clegg bowed exaggeratedly to the president who was watching him: "Six months ago, the weapons research department of Chrysler had received a very special sample of composite armor and an incomplete formula. The sender's IP address and various proofs showed that he was an American. The guy claimed in the email that he invented the armor and he wanted to sell it for a good price - $5 million. At the beginning, Chrys

The people of Le didn't take it seriously and ignored him at all. There were too many guys like this who claimed to be an inventor who just wanted millions to hold a weird thing. The staff threw it aside. Thank God, this recipe happened to be obtained by a researcher because his research project was also composite armor. The formula in the formula was verified by him and proved to be reliable. The sample was also tested. What do you think of the result?"

"Don't suck my appetite, keep talking." The president was obviously interested in what Clegg said.

"The test results are very terrible!" Clegg took out a thick cigar from the cigarette clamp in his arms and lit it: "This thing is designed for armor-piercing bombs. Our most advanced 105mm smoothbore gun has no basis for it. The warhead has just penetrated the shell of the armor and is detonated. We have tried all kinds of special ammunition and artillery, and there is no way to deal with it. This thing is simply a devil's invented armor, with a terrible protection. All vehicles and helicopters can be hung. In my opinion, it is probably even a person who can carry it with him to rush around the battlefield like a tank, let alone a tank."

"Is it true?" The president listened very carefully: "Ker, you haven't exaggerated the facts too much, are you?"

"God can testify for me." Clegg leisurely sprayed a smoke ring: "It's all true. Chrysler agreed to his request and sent out the 5 million. The mysterious inventor also sent a complete formula and formula according to the agreement."

"You mean, can we produce this armor ourselves now?" the president asked thoughtfully.

"Yes, but there is a problem." Clegg was a little frustrated when he said this: "The production cost of this thing is too expensive. The purchase price Chrysler has launched for the military is very high, with a set of $38 million, almost catching up with a fighter."

"38 million?" The president couldn't help but exclaim: "You want to sell 38 million for a set of armor? My God is simply incredible. Congress will definitely not agree to buy such expensive things."

"It's true." Clegg took a deep breath of the cigar in his hand with a gloomy face: "Our army has thousands of 'Embras' tanks and 'Breedley' infantry fighting vehicles, as well as various aircraft and auxiliary vehicles. If all of them are used, at least tens of thousands of sets are needed."

"Ten thousand sets? That's a trillion dollars astronomical figure." The president's face became extremely ugly: "You can't buy a bunch of extremely strong armor with the GDP of our country throughout the year, right?"

"Scott!" Seeing the old friend's embarrassment, Clegg also knew that his request was a bit too much: "Of course it is impossible. But you also know that when the people are tired of war, every soldier will be killed in battle will arouse fierce opposition. I don't like war, but our country's advantages often have to rely on war to maintain. Think about those excellent young men, how heartbreaking it is to let them die on the battlefield. Since there is a way to prevent them from being hurt, why not use it? Although the price is indeed very high, it is also worth it. Dear Scott, tens of thousands of sets are impossible. So thousands or hundreds of sets are always possible? For the sake of old friends, can I help me?"

"This... Kerr, are you making things difficult for me?" The president was a little confused: "These all require the approval of Congress. And you also know that the current economy is in a recession, unemployment, inflation requires money, and I can't allocate all the money to the army... This way, I try to get more funds for you in Congress, and I can only do this." The president spread his hands helplessly: "Let's talk about your story, that mysterious inventor, I'm very interested."

Seeing that his purpose had been achieved halfway, Clegg was very happy and his tone of speech became relaxed: "We have investigated according to the address he provided, but I think he could not find him at all. But I think he should be an American or a patriot. The armor formula has a very high technological content, and the same armor in Europe and Japan is not half as high as it. I think he might have contacted us in this way for some reason. Yet, we received another drawing of the aircraft engine that he sent."

"What an interesting story. An incredibly powerful invention, a mysterious inventor." The president took a sip of coffee with interest: "Soon, Kerr."

"This drawing is even more terrifying." Clegg narrowed his eyes and looked at the cigar that was about to burn out in his hand, and gently blew the ash falling from it: "It overturned our traditional engine design concept, fully utilized the energy of fuel, and gave the aircraft extremely powerful power. Simply put, the aircraft equipped with this engine will fly faster and will be twice as fast as our most advanced aircraft."

The president did not answer, and was obviously shocked by this terrible invention.
Chapter completed!