At 6:30 in the morning, Fu Ming woke up in a daze. He had eaten all the emergency food from Song Jiahao and Luther Alex last night. The compressed biscuits didn't seem that bad. As long as it could fill his stomach, what?
Either way.
Fu Ming checked the time in his pajamas. The trade fair started at 7:30 local time and lasted for three days. The location was a relatively remote and inconspicuous warehouse on the outskirts of Tokyo. This was the case for every trade fair. Military reporters and foreign journalists
Military representatives, as well as arms dealers like Fu Ming, will gather here. Except for some military fans, almost no civilians will visit here. Only some defense weeklies will report on the exhibition, TV programs and newspapers
, even the Internet, most of them are mentioned in one sentence.
Therefore, the organizer of the exhibition does not have any requirements for the guests who enter. As long as they pass the security gate and have no prohibited items on their person, they can basically enter the venue.
Fu Ming put on his suit and tie, and arranged his hair. A pair of flat mirrors made him look more like an arms dealer. He looked in the mirror, and suddenly there was a knock on the door.
"K, you don't want to be late. The venue is still some distance away from us. There are severe traffic jams in Tokyo in the morning." Coco knocked hard on the door of Fu Ming's room. Matt Adams stood beside him, not even daring to go forward.
Stop. The surrounding security force members did not dare to move when they saw Captain Matt's expression. Xu Cheng looked at Coco with a wry smile, unable to do anything.
After all, Matt and Xu Cheng have already seen the power of Miss Coco Heike Indias.
Fu Ming opened the door and walked out, looking particularly good. Those compressed biscuits last night were very useful. "Come on, Miss Coco, I hope you have rented the car."
Three business SUVs slowly drove out of the hotel parking lot. The roads in Tokyo were indeed very congested in the morning, but what was impressive was that there were no traffic accidents and everyone passed in order. The efficiency was so high that Fu Ming had to
I admire the Japanese people's strict requirements on themselves.
When they arrived at the venue, the exhibition had already opened for ten minutes. Fu Ming and his party did not carry any weapons. They passed the security gate smoothly, and the security personnel did not even look at them. Among ordinary people, Fu Ming
Ming may be an anomaly, always accompanied by ten men. But in the eyes of these security personnel, this standard configuration of an arms dealer is nothing short of normal.
There were not many people in the venue, and they were all in casual clothes. Fu Ming recognized a few internal members of the IADC, but did not go up to say hello. Those who did not know him should be senior military officials from various governments who could come to see the exhibition in person.
, is not easy either.
As for reporters, it's easy to tell them apart. They all have cameras hanging around their necks, and some of them bring DVDs directly. There are also spies from other countries mixed in among these people.
As soon as they entered the venue, Fu Ming and Keke were attracted by a group of people in the center of the venue. Fu Ming looked up and saw a robot-like machine more than three meters high, standing in the center of the venue. There were two more behind it.
A slightly shorter robot. The three robots did not have any paint on their bodies, and their armor and weapons and equipment were all shining brightly. Since Fu Ming received the information from Fudong, Fu Ming was not too surprised. Coco Heike India
Si Ze stood on the side and opened his mouth. "What is this?"
"It should be a general-purpose humanoid combat armor. It was exposed last year. I thought the Japanese government gave up on research and development to save money, but I didn't expect it was actually built." Fu Ming squeezed into the front row of the crowd, and the battle armor's
In front of me, there was a developer from Mitsubishi Heavy Industries with a microphone, answering questions.
Fu Ming looked at the sign in front of the fighting mecha carefully. The model of the mecha in the center and the highest was "K005 level [monsterkiller]". Other than that, there was no information. "This is Japan's Ace? Look."
It looks pretty good, with a cannon on the right arm, a cutter on the left arm, and small cruise missiles on the shoulders. They are all new. It looks like the Dawn Leader in the middle is an assault model, the harvester on the left is a firepower output model, and the one on the right is a firepower output model.
The monster hunter is a defensive type used in positional warfare." Fu Ming looked at the three machines carefully.
"It must be fun to drive these things!" Matt looked at these machines and stretched out his thumb. Xu Cheng, who was observing carefully beside him, also nodded in agreement.
"It's simply a masterpiece. It's just a waste to use it in combat! It must be a rare collection at home." Wayne Blade, a former British NATO member in Fu Ming's team, smacked his lips and said, who loves weapons.
He would rather see the weapons sparkling at home than let these works of art go to the battlefield, but no one can match him in understanding the performance of weapons. This is the main reason why Fu Ming invited him to join the team.
In one sentence, even the female security force members behind Coco had a look of disdain for him.
"Japan will make these perverted gadgets. How much energy and ammunition are consumed! The maintenance cost is extremely expensive, it is too bulky, and the operability is not strong. Who would use such a thing on the battlefield." Coco curled her lips in disdain.
said.
Fu Ming took out his mobile phone, took photos of the three machines carefully, and sent these photos back to the company's technical department to study the specific effects first, and then decide whether to do this business. "Mitsubishi Heavy Industries is a big deal this time.
In order to show Japan's power, all the capital was used." Fu Ming smiled mischievously. The biggest gains from the friction between Japan and South Korea should be the neighboring countries, as well as these arms dealers. They can easily take advantage of each other.
This kind of exercises and weapons exhibitions saw the strongest strength of the two countries.
"Hahaha, the Japanese really dare to think, may I ask, what is the power of these machines?" An American reporter smiled and got into the crowd, interrupting the Mitsubishi Heavy Industries technical staff who were explaining.
"I'm glad you asked the question, sir. This is what I just wanted to talk about. The power of the three airframes is all nuclear power. The electricity generated by the small reactor charges the capacitor relay to ensure operation and combat. In theory,
He said that the power system is absolutely reliable and basically achieves perpetual motion, while the nuclear fuel only needs to be replaced every 40 to 50 years..." The commentator's face lit up and he answered in English with a strong Japanese accent.
Fu Ming frowned. Japan's nuclear power has always been at the forefront of the world, but he never expected that it had developed to this point. The control of small reactors was very difficult, and a nuclear explosion would occur if not careful.
"Hasn't your company considered the danger of nuclear leakage? Once the nuclear fuel leaks, I'm afraid these three robots will turn into a strategic nuclear bomb and directly kill their own team." The American reporter interrupted the explainer again,
Such interruptions and pointed questions made the presenter feel very uncomfortable.
"You are an American reporter." The narrator's face also became cold.
The reporter looked surprised and nodded. His words were just to anger this Japanese whose English pronunciation was not standard, but the other party obviously did not accept his words.
The narrator took out a piece of information from the table next to him. "This is all the files on nuclear leaks from U.S. nuclear submarines in the past ten years. It is much more complete than what is in the news. The U.S. government is not afraid of accidents caused by large reactors like nuclear submarines.
What qualifications do you have to question our products if they are harmful?”
The face of the American reporter suddenly turned ugly, "You have violated the Treaty on the Non-Proliferation of Nuclear Weapons by using nuclear technology to manufacture combat weapons!"
"In fact, dear guests, nuclear technology is only used for energy power, which is no different from electric energy drive and internal combustion engine drive. The treaty only targets nuclear weapons such as nuclear bombs. In this definition, the three bodies have no
Violation of this treaty..."
Fu Ming ignored the argument between the commentator and the American reporter. He sent the photo directly to Fudong on his mobile phone, "Send it to the people in the technical department to analyze the combat effectiveness situation carefully. I need to know the results as soon as possible."
Fudong responded to the message a few seconds later. He was obviously surprised by this subversive weapon. "Dr. Harry Crowder in Russia will be very interested in this thing."
Fu Ming smiled. He still remembered Harry Claude, an old man, a former Soviet military researcher. After the disintegration of the Soviet Union, Fu Ming's father Fu Zhongtian joined the team and led Fu Ming into the southern Lebanese war zone.
The armed truck "Bus" in the Land of Man is the masterpiece of Dr. Harry Cloud.
Before Fu Ming could put away his phone, he heard the sound of air raid sirens echoing in the sky outside the venue. When Coco heard this, she felt something was wrong and immediately ran to Fu Ming and swore. "Fu*k,
It seems that Japan does not want to give South Korea time to think about it. What they want is to make South Korea regret it. They must leave here quickly, this country is already in the middle of a war."
The commentator behind Fu Ming also stopped explaining, packed his things and was about to leave. He had already been mentally prepared. "South Korea, you see, this is the real power of Japan, and you will pay the price for your stupidity!"
Fu Ming did not panic at all. He looked at the three robots and did not find that they had maritime combat capabilities. "The effects of these three robots are not yet known. I think after this war, we will find out.
There are a lot of things. Who will lose and who will win is still uncertain. As for the United States, which has been taking advantage of the two countries, it will definitely wait until it makes enough money before it is willing to mediate."
Coco nodded, "I'm afraid planes and ships are no longer safe... It will be very troublesome to leave here. I don't want to be killed by a missile in Japan and pay for it!"
"I have a safe way." Fu Ming has great trust in Fu's transportation and trading company's capabilities. Even during wartime, Fu's freighters can easily pass through the war zone. At the very least, the Japanese government and military will not threaten them.
Safety, even if it is threatened... Fu Ming chuckled.
"Come with me?"
Coco nodded, "I have no choice." As he said that, Coco and Fu Ming walked out of the venue and returned to the hotel to check out. Countries that received the news of the war immediately began to pass through
The embassy evacuates citizens of its own country, but there are always some people outside the margins who are not included in the entry and exit records. Naturally, the embassy will not classify them as its own citizens for safe evacuation. Fu Ming and Coco Heike Indias, just
among these people.
After arriving at the Port of Tokyo, Coco pointed to the freighter in front of Fu Ming and was speechless for a long time. Then she laughed a few times to herself. On the container of the freighter, "Fu's Transportation and Trading Company" was printed in large Chinese characters.
"Haha, Mr. K, or I should call you Mr. Fu now. I hate raw food. I don't like Japanese food. You must not be Japanese. You have no worries about the threat that Japanese organisms pose to South Korea. You are not Korean either.
"You have a gentleman's demeanor and a personality that makes girls hate you. I should have guessed that you are Chinese." The sea breeze ruffled Coco's hair, and Coco held down her long golden hair.
A crew member ran to Fu Ming and whispered a few words to him. Fu Ming nodded, "Let's go to the second cargo ship. The two cargo ships will arrive at the port city next to the Chinese imperial capital. The Japanese military will not make it difficult for us.
, if we had not encountered South Korean warships, I think we would have gone smoothly."
"How powerful are you and your father?" Coco looked at this slightly thin and gentle young man in surprise.
"There are some things that I should let you know now." Fu Ming suddenly had an idea in his mind. "Keke, are you willing to go to university in China with me?"
[The specific settings about the fighting mecha will appear in the work settings. When this plot is over, it will be released naturally for everyone to study. The arms tycoon will not become a mecha text. It is just mentioned by the way.]