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Chapter 459 Ship-watching Farce

"Your Excellency Yang Hui, are you enjoying your visit?" Durandal greeted him with a smile, and at the same time he admired Yang Hui. He arrived at just the right time for them to be fully prepared for the ship viewing ceremony to begin.

"I was quite happy..." Yang Hui curled his lips and glanced at Aslan, who was holding two packs of space chicken skewers in his hand. "...It's just that someone's memory is not very good, so he is in a bad mood."

"Um..." Durandal was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to stop his words. According to the routine, Yang Hui shouldn't answer "I'm very happy, thank you for the hospitality.", and then compliment each other and move on to the next topic?

"...Ahem." Durandal coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment, and quickly adjusted his condition, "As long as Mr. Yang Hui is satisfied."

"Thank you for the hospitality. I think we can increase trade in crops and livestock products."

"Uh, hahaha..." Durandal glanced at the poor Aslan behind Yang Hui. The aroma of two large bags of kebabs was wafting out, and he could naturally guess what they were. "It's easy to say, I will arrange for someone to contact Orb."

For negotiation, this is your Excellency Yang Hui."

"please."

I followed Durandal and his group, not entering the building or taking a car, but walking in the armory on foot, observing the ZAFT Army's new mobile suit units.

"Hush~ It is indeed ZAFT." Yang Hui looked at the Zaku Warriors and Zaku Phantom Troops and couldn't help but whistle.

"Thank you. This is because we adopted your suggestion, abandoned other MS development plans, and strengthened the research and development of the Zaku Warriors' armed backpack. This not only saved more costs, but also retained the unity of the production line and increased output.

."

"As expected of the old fox..." Yang Hui sighed in his heart, and all the two meanings in the sentence were heard.

"It's just that I am more familiar with military equipment than the Speaker. There are three major factors for mass-produced troops: low cost, easy maintenance, and mediocre performance. As long as these three factors are taken into consideration, we can actually get the answer directly."

"Mediocre performance?" Durandal has never entered the military system, so his understanding of military equipment is indeed not as good as Yang Hui's, so he is asking for advice humbly. After all, sitting in the highest position, he cannot be said to be proficient in everything, but he must know some of them, so

That way you won't be deceived by the people below.

"Yes, mediocre performance allows ordinary pilots to drive more freely. Excellent performance also means that it is difficult to control. Isn't that the case with the [Gates] developed by your army before?"

"……Been taught a lesson."

"You're welcome, Speaker Durandal, these questions can be understood as long as you personally go to the army and chat with the soldiers. They are not very advanced knowledge."

"I see, it seems that I am not competent enough, but... I really envy Your Excellency Yang Hui. Having two good housekeepers and many reliable helpers allows His Excellency Yang Hui to have more energy to worry about the grassroots."

Hearing this, Yang Hui raised his eyebrows. Durandal's words were not a compliment. It seemed that he was praising Yang Hui while belittling his own people. In fact, it was inflicting hatred on Yang Hui, and it could also stimulate the unwillingness and motivation of his subordinates.

Furthermore, it is also a sarcastic reference to Yang Hui who does nothing serious all day long, killing three birds with one stone.

"Feedback from the grassroots is the most important and real. Only by understanding the needs of the grassroots can we formulate policies that are more in line with national development." Yang Huifeng responded calmly.

"I see, you are indeed Your Excellency Yang Hui."

"Excellent."

The group of people visited along the way, passing by the queue of Zaku warriors, and then passed the welcoming queue composed of ceremonial [Jean], and came to today's protagonist.

"This is ZAFT's latest battleship, the Minerva. Although it is not as good as your [Kirin-class] battleship, it is also the crystallization of ZAFT's technology." Durandal showed off, but he also knew that Orb's military

Under the leadership of Yang Hui, the strength is too advanced and it is impossible to catch up in a short time.

"Not bad." Yang Hui nodded in approval. According to the information from the Intelligence Department, the construction started four months ago and was carried out together with the next-generation MS armament plan. It was able to complete the construction of the Minerva in four months and also completed the

The formation of the Zaku Warriors into an organic unit also proves PLANT's excellent military research and development capabilities and industrial capabilities.

After all, PLANT and Yang Hui are different. Yang Hui took out the design drawings directly from his mind and modified them before using them. PLANT needs to be developed and designed from scratch.

"Getting your recognition is the greatest compliment." Durandal's words were for PLANT's scientific researchers and production department. Yang Hui is a "leading figure" in scientific research.

"It's just... a pity." Yang Hui shook his head. He didn't care whether his words would affect the cooperation between the two parties. The relationship between him and Durandal was not a cooperative relationship between ordinary politicians. Since it was a sincere cooperation

, then we must treat it sincerely, truly reflect the problem, and bring better results to the cooperation between both parties.

"Is there any problem?" Durandal asked. He knew that Yang Hui did not comment like this just to belittle him. There must be a reason.

"You shouldn't show it publicly just to show off, but hide it and show it again at a critical moment, which can give the enemy a fatal blow." Yang Hui replied.

"...It's true." Durandal agreed with Yang Hui's suggestion, but he also had his own ideas in doing so, "But it's just a battleship. The specially equipped MS troops will not be easily exposed to everyone's sight."

The exposure of the battleship is certain in Durandal's view. Although he learned from Orb and conducted internal investigations and cleanings more than once, the existence of spies cannot be completely cleaned up.

The construction of a battleship is not a small project, and it is certain that it will be noticed by intelligence personnel. Therefore, it does not matter whether a ship viewing ceremony is held, and if only a part of it is exposed, it can also act as a deterrent to the enemy.

In Durandal's view, being completely unknown means not knowing, so naturally it has no deterrent effect, and a little knowledge... is the most deterrent existence.

"Okay, you just have to figure it out yourself." Durandal is just a partner, not a subordinate or a companion. He is just making suggestions. Whether the other party accepts it or not is up to him.

I just don’t know if the ace force formed by Durandal has any other new ones apart from the ones in my memory.

"Then, Your Excellency Yang Hui, please follow me..."

"Boom~"

"What's going on? What happened!?"

Just when Durandal was about to take Yang Hui and Aslan aboard the Minerva to officially start the ship viewing ceremony and the Minerva's sailing ceremony, the roar of an explosion suddenly broke out not far away, and the flames shot into the sky.

Seeing this scene, Yang Hui raised his hand to block the blowing wind, and the corners of his covered mouth curled up with interest.

"Sure enough, the farce started anyway, it was interesting."


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