A group of trained recruits walked in front of Qin Lang, O'Connor, and Harriman with almost unanimous steps. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Oh, look at these soldiers, how neatly formed they are." Harriman did not hesitate to give his praise, and then asked as if to confirm, "Is it an Army soldier or a Marine?" ”

"It's a mercenary." O'Connor replied.

"Strictly speaking, quasi-mercenaries - non-federal soldiers who receive military training here do not necessarily become mercenaries of the company. Our military training business is open to all potential customer groups, whether countries, organizations or individuals, who are willing to pay for training. Qin Lang added, making a remark that was in line with his identity.

However, this kind of promotional statement did not mean anything to Harriman, since he had neither nor intended to arrange for anyone to receive military training from UMBRELLA, and his attention was now drawn to O'Connor's answer, which surprised him.

"Mercenaries?" Harriman said incredulously, "I have the impression that the UMBRELLA mercenaries can't get out of such a neat queue. ”

"You're right." Qin Lang and O'Connor nodded at the same time.

"They always have the feeling of a rabble -- excuse me, I don't really think they're a rabble, they just look like a rabble."

"That's true." Qin Lang and O'Connor nodded again, not simply conforming, but fully acknowledging this fact.

"Sometimes they remind me of young people who are leaving the farm for the first time, who have just put on their uniforms and changed their dung forks for rifles, recruits who are untrained, or militiamen."

Qin Lang was suddenly amused by Harriman's comment because it reminded him of what many people thought of Soviet soldiers. Then he became serious again, cleared his throat, and said, "Mr. Harriman, I think you know better than I do that the militia is an important force in the independence of the United States, and we should respect them and remember the important contributions they have made......

"Come on, Qin," Harriman interrupted, "we all know very well that neither the militia nor Washington's Continental Army are any match for the British army, and if it weren't for the French army and the franc, those rebels in the Continental Congress would have been hanged by the British government long ago." ”

O'Connor approving, adding, "And there was also a mutiny by a part of the militia to protest against the second extension of their terms by the Continental Congress." ”

"Sean, this is just a trivial episode in history, and people will soon forget about it." Qin Lang said solemnly, "And, no matter what, the militia has always been the pillar of maintaining the democratic system in the United States, and has the power to overthrow the tyranny of the government." ”

"If the delegates to the Constituent Assembly knew that you called their elaborate republican system a democracy, they would have crawled out of their graves in anger." Harriman stared at Qin Lang like a stranger, with a hint of confusion, "And you don't really believe any nonsense like the Constitution giving the American people the power to resist tyranny, right?" ”

Qin Lang shrugged. "I don't believe it, but there are those who believe that the amendment to the Constitution was made to give that power to the American people, and not out of colonial traditions, to confront the Indians, and to maintain the needs of the federal military -- although history has taught us more than once that organizations and individuals who tried to rebel against the federal government were all suppressed, they would have chosen to ignore that history."

After a pause, he continued: "As for the system of this country, I must say that the label of 'democracy' will be worn on the head of the United States for a long time, but the delegates to the Constituent Assembly will never rise from their graves - you know that this is a more absurd and impossible statement than that the United States is a democracy." ”

After speaking, Qin Lang shrugged his shoulders again. No one cares about the opinion of the dead, so while Benjamin. Benjamin Franklin said, "We have all suffered the persecution and injustice that comes with democracy," and James Franklin said. President Madison also said that "if a government adopts a democratic form, it is inherently troublesome and inconvenient, and this is the reason why people condemn democracy," but this does not prevent some from praising democracy as the best system and then praising the democratic ideas of the Founding Fathers of the United States.

That's the real irony. He thought happily. A group of politicians who are anti-democratic end up being turned into representatives of democratic ideas......

He was too preoccupied to notice Harriman and O'Connor's looks—but they both looked very different. Harriman looked as if he had seen God, or the Virgin, or something uncanny, but O'Connor's face was full of knowledge of the situation.

His expression quickly caught Harriman's attention.

"Looks like you know what Qin was stimulating, am I right, Mr. O'Connor?" He leaned over and asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear, obviously putting Qin Lang's performance into a natural reaction after his spirit was stimulated in some way.

His suspicions were immediately confirmed. "It's Elizabeth."

"Elizabeth? What's wrong with her? ”

O'Connor glanced at Qin Lang and replied cautiously: "You know, Qin and Yili Tanbai don't have children yet, and people have been talking about it all the time. ”

"So?" Harriman blinked, "I don't think Qin and his wife are the kind of people who would be bothered by this kind of problem. ”

"That's right, but those arguments raise other questions." O'Connor lowered his voice again, "Last week, Elizabeth suddenly ran into Qin's office and said to him, 'Let's have a baby, how about it.'" I was there at the time, and I want to make it clear that her tone wasn't that of a woman who really wanted to have children, or the tone of a woman who was pressured to do something, but the tone of a chemical maniac who heard about the synthesis of a new compound, 'Hey, let's do an experiment...... Do you see what I mean? ”

Harriman nodded, then shook his head again. He didn't know what to say about Qin Lang's wife, her abnormality was far beyond his imagination - of course, very much in line with her standard image, the image of a fanatical chemist who cared about nothing but chemistry - the university professor named Berkov was right, and Qin Lang's marriage to her was a complete mistake.

He sighed, then became curious again. "So, how did Qin deal with this matter?"

"It's beyond what I know." O'Connor said, "Still, I think every night of his life has been terrible during this time—"

"For the first time, I found out that you were as keen on other people's gossip as everyone else, Sean."

Qin Lang's voice slammed into O'Connor's eardrums like thunder, even if his voice was low, it was calm and not emotional. O'Connor shuddered, quickly closed his mouth and turned his head away, leaving Harriman alone to face Qin Lang.

"Uh......" Harriman thought for a moment, but decided to remain silent.

The atmosphere became strange, making people a little uncomfortable, but fortunately, Qin Lang did not intend to pursue it.

"I've had a bit of a bad time in the last few days, but not entirely because of Elizabeth." "The Russians give me a headache too," he said. ”

"Russians?"

"Yes, Russians."

Qin Lang's face became ugly: the Russians have caused him a lot of trouble, to put it simply, the Russian soldiers on the front line have constantly protested, accusing the weapons sold by the UMBRELLA company of having quality problems and being very inconvenient to use, but every problem they encounter is caused by themselves, because of their laziness and the habit of not liking to maintain weapons.

As Tokarev's SVT38/40 semi-automatic rifle encountered. This weapon, which was very advanced in the late thirties of the twentieth century, was destroyed by the unfounded accusations of the Soviet Red Army soldiers - complex, difficult to maintain, and unreliable, but the marines and sailors of the Red Navy never had these complaints, and in fact, the later SKS semi-automatic rifles were more complex and difficult to maintain than the SVT - and so that throughout the Second World War, the mosin-Nagan rifle continued to be used by the collective farm youth, who were accustomed to using dung forks.

Luckily, they were backed by powerful armor and artillery, and their opponents were also bolt-action rifles with revolving bolt pulls, and the use of SVT or Mosin-Nagan would have had little effect on the war, so they were victorious.

This phenomenon seems to explain why the Russians have always produced so many weapons, far more than they actually need for equipment and stockpiles, and how much they sell to other countries: some because of their own quality, but more because of the rough treatment of soldiers that prematurely deplete their lifespans.

Of course, these are not what he needs to care about now, and the accusations of the Russians will only have a bad effect on UMBRELLA, which is to damage its business reputation, make potential customers feel that it cannot always provide reliable quality products, and then cause financial losses.

As long as the accusations are effectively exploited by UMBRELLA's domestic and international competitors, things will turn out like that.

"So, we're now having to use a lot of resources to deal with the trouble the Russians have created, and Rachel is already going mad." Qin Lang complained.

"It's a real problem." Harriman admits it, but not entirely. "However, Qin, according to what I know about you, if it's just like this, it seems that you shouldn't particularly care."

"I have to care about it, because it's not just small arms and mortars that I sell to the Russians, but also armored vehicles." Qin Lang frowned, "And they are all manipulated by people in the company." ”

"So, there is really a problem with those armored vehicles?"

"There are some technical problems, but not so bad that they burn the engine for just ten minutes at top speed, and not one, two or several, but every one." The mercenary's report made Qin Lang very angry, "The Russians neither seriously maintained their weapons, nor could they provide qualified gasoline, and they also stole antifreeze. ”

"What are they stealing antifreeze for?" Harriman's curiosity was hooked again.

"As a substitute for vodka."

"An alternative to vodka? Wait, can you drink that kind of thing? ”

"If it's a Russian, yes." Qin Lang replied seriously.

Harriman was silent: once again, the answer exceeded his expectations. Although he knew the Russians' almost insane penchant for vodka and other alcoholic beverages, antifreeze, which didn't sound like something that could be drunk, could be drunk in the Russians' stomachs......

He began to think that this was a joke made up by Qin Lang's mercenaries out of malice, after the Russians had caused them trouble.

But Qin Lang was serious, and Harriman knew it very well, so he wisely let go of this unexpected topic.

He went back to the beginning.

"Your mercenaries, Qin, I'm curious, why don't they look like a rabble anymore?"

"Would-be mercenaries - I haven't officially hired them yet." Qin Lang first corrected his mistakes, and then answered his question: "I adjusted the training syllabus. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (To be continued.) )