Dumbfounded as the fat man and the scientists who flocked up became hotter and hotter the more they talked, and the answers to all kinds of questions about mechanical technology and other aspects were fluent, Helen, Meiduo, and the bandit generals and leaders behind them were all stunned.

The husband can't figure it out, when did this fat man become what "breaking the casserole and smelling to the end"? Looking at the incoherent appearance of those nerds with excitement, it was like seeing an idol. It seems that this tasteless VD is quite famous in the scientific community.

Outside the crowd, Barsara's soft and moving eyes were getting colder and colder.

She could see that the Feiyang scientists beside her, although they were still trying their best to maintain their composure, but their gazes at the fat man were full of eagerness. What made her heart palpitate even more was that the high-ranking officials of several major arms dealers were on guard against each other, whether they were standing or inadvertently exchanging glances.

And when they look at the fat man, the eagerness in their eyes is greater than that of these scientists.

An originally solid camp has been cracked because of the emergence of several advanced technologies and the unscrupulous and floating provocation of fat people in front of them. This gave Barbara a feeling of being caught off guard.

This feeling made her instinctively think of the scene last night.

"Okay, okay" Professor Haefel clapped his hands, stopped the surrounding scholars from gushing questions, and said to the fat man, "General Tian, if there are any other good things, take them out together!" ”

He glanced at the high-ranking officials of the arms dealers and a group of Feiyang scientists who were flickering in their eyes, and said with a smile: "It just so happens that the Fulong Sword Company also has a license to produce thunder. If the engine problem can be solved, I think the thunder produced by Longjian Company may be more worth looking forward to. ”

Haifer's words made the entire Guanli room suddenly silent.

The faces of several major arms dealers suddenly changed.

The twelfth generation of Thunder was jointly developed by the countries of the Leek Alliance. In the previous agreement, in addition to the Republic of Fiyan, the Republic of Lane and the Republic of Chacna also each had a production license.

Originally, this was not much of a threat to Feiyang's major arms dealers. Because they know that without the key technology of a few systems in their hands, even if others want to produce, they can only produce simplified versions. However, after seeing these things shown by the fat man, things have changed radically. If these technologies are obtained by the Fulong Sword Company, coupled with the thunder drawings in their hands, the mecha produced will definitely be much more advanced than the mecha of several major arms dealers.

At the moment when this war entered a critical battle, with orders from various countries alone, the company could leap from the seventh largest arms dealer to the most husband.

Haifer's knife was so hard to stab! The high-ranking officials of several major arms dealers glared fiercely at Haifer. They don't know whether Haefel is out of trust in the fat man, or out of Chuckner's support for the bandits, or if he is just taking risks at all, in short, his words have completely tied him and the Fulong Sword Company to the bandits.

Doesn't he know that if the fat man can't come up with something better, the Fulong Sword Company will not only not have a chance to become the biggest arms dealer, but will be besieged for provoking other companies?! At that time, not to mention the production of complete mechas, just... Even if you just want to get a piece of the order for Thunder mecha parts, it's impossible.

The whole mecha is in the hands of several major arms dealers, whose parts do you want, isn't it just a matter of one sentence?!

The fat man patted Hayfer on the shoulder, smiled, and stood up.

All eyes were on the fat man. The engine is the core part of the thunder. Now, it depends on whether the fat man can come up with a more advanced bow than Cien Company!

The faces of several major arms dealers are changing dramatically. Suddenly, Robinson, a senior official of the Third Meteor Company, strode forward and said to the fat man, "General Tian, please take a step to speak." ”

The fat man was stunned, then glanced at Barbara with a smile, nodded, walked quickly to the side with Robinson, and whispered a few words. The two sides shook hands. Barbara, who was focused on by everyone, still had a smile on her face. But only those who are most familiar with her know that her smile has become cold and hard.

What Robinson and the fat man said, no one knows. It doesn't matter anymore, though. It was clear that at this moment, Robinson had made his choice. His actions are tantamount to openly defecting to the bandits.

It's a difficult decision to make, and perhaps in a few minutes, Robinson will regret it. But he just did.

Robinson didn't walk back into place, nor did he glance at Barbara. He stood silently in place, looking at the fat man walking towards the central data station. The heart is beating extremely fast.

It wasn't until he finished speaking that his mind seemed to wake up.

He didn't know why he had made such a decision all of a sudden.

It stands to reason that he should have waited until the fat man showed his full strength, and then, in private, contacted the fat man. However, at the very moment when Haefel spoke, he suddenly felt that if he did not express himself here, he might never be able to catch this train.

The main business of Meteor Company is not mecha.

Originally, whoever was in turn to show favor to the bandit army would not be the turn of Meteor Company. However, Robinson knew how much the entire top management of Meteor Company, including the big boss Matt, wanted to surpass Qi En Company and even Martin Company in the mecha area.

The mecha division is the shortcoming of Meteor Company. Also the engine. If the Mecha Division can obtain orders for the Thunder Mecha, then Meteor will become the largest arms dealer.

Everything that the fat man showed before had already shocked Robinson enough. He knew that the opportunity was fleeting. He didn't even have time to call the big boss, Matt.

As a professional manager, sitting on the throne of the general manager of the mecha division of Earth Meteor Company, Robinson spent twenty years. And today, talking to a fat man for no more than twenty seconds. These twenty seconds will determine his future. Taking this step may be the pinnacle of his life, or perhaps, it will be the most tragic step for him.

Robinson's gaze was fixed on the fat man.

Your choice is right or wrong!

Under Robinson's gaze, the fat man picked up the communicator on the data desk and said lightly: "Markwich, do engine data detection." ”

The Ranger in the Test Hall was activated. The chubby mecha strode over to the test bench in the test hall and stood still.

I saw that the external armor on the belly of the mecha quickly shrank and folded, revealing a cyan shell. Immediately, a small square shell popped open, and several data interfaces burst into front of everyone's eyes.

Ranger's engine?!

How can a tenth-generation mecha have more than a twelveth-generation mecha's engine?!

Markwich's actions caused a commotion in the observation room. Under the stunned gaze of everyone, the hesitant staff used the data cable of the testing center to connect the interface.

"The test begins, and the first level is power."

"Instant ascension."

"Limit settling time."

"Second power."

"Instant ascension."

"Limit settling time."

"Three-level power-......

The Ranger's engine, with the inspector's password, rose and lowered everyone's hearts, and it also went up and down.

Looking at the computer screen that has not yet released the test data, Robinson's forehead has overflowed with beads of sweat the size of beans. Not far to the left, the face of Kerton, a senior official and chief technical adviser of Vaughn Company, was more nervous than Robinson's.

Half a full hour passed, and at last, the roar of the Ranger's engine stopped.

In the silence, the screen of the data center began to change, and rows and rows of data rose from below the screen. The data runs fast.

Although it is rising, in the end, it looks like a waterfall is falling downward.

For the generals present, this is undoubtedly a book from heaven. However, even if they couldn't read the data, they understood what the results of this engine inspection were. Because, the moment the data appeared, the whole hall was as noisy as a fried pan. The shock and excitement of the scientists' millimeter retention is enough to explain it all.

"This can't be, this can't be" Keton hissed as he pointed to the screen with a trembling finger, "Scam, it's a scam!" ”

He turned around suddenly, glared at the fat man angrily and said, "Why don't you take the drawings, why don't you take the real thing, you think you can deceive everyone by colluding with the people below?" It can't be, it can't be better than anal... More advanced engines! It's almost doubled, this kind of data, it's ridiculous, hahaha. ”

Krotton's laughter, dry and hoarse, was more of a dry howl than a laugh.

Counterfeit?

This possibility does exist, and the scholars present are all in their hearts.

The fat man glanced at Keton contemptuously, and the disdain in his eyes was devastating.

The liar, the voice of a single gram, became more and more hysterical, he squeezed into the crowd and pointed to the fat man's nose: "You guys have colluded, and you can't do any data." Those interfaces are not the detection interfaces of the engine at all, they are the connections of the mecha computer.! ”

With a hand that was shaking like a convulsion, he pointed to the data cable marked by the fat man, and said frantically: "The engine power is increased by 83%, hahaha, the survival probability of the machine is increased by 200%, you can fake the engine data, the survival rate of the machine, how can you fake?" Take it out, show it to us! ”

Keton's words focused everyone's attention on one of the most incredible data soil of the fat man's data line.

If the Ranger's engine is 83 percent higher than the A21 engine, which is acceptable, then the 200 percent increase in the survival rate of the Pilot's aircraft is indeed appalling.

You must know that whether it is an energy shield or an external armor, the one used by Thunder is the best material that Fimeng can come up with now. There are nearly 100 experts in materials science in the research group. It is the largest team in the study group.

The protective power of the Thunder Mecha has almost reached the extreme. For an ordinary energy cannon, it takes ten cannons to bombard intensively to knock out the energy shield. It also takes at least two shots to penetrate the external armor. Such a protective capability almost completely isolates long-range weapon strikes. Only in close combat can the Ion Light Knife and Division-level mecha inflict serious damage on the body in an instant.

To increase this protection by another 200 percent is simply a fantasy.

In fact, whether the bandit army has the last data or not, it is meaningless. With the Hummingbird engine, stealth paint, new drivetrain, power reserve, and the mysterious engine of the Ranger, the bandits have turned this mecha test meeting into a demonstration of the bandits' strength.

From the perspective of confrontation, Barbara, who wants to demonstrate goodwill to various countries with the technology and production of the twelfth-generation mecha, has been a complete defeat.

No matter how ruthless this twenty-five-year-old woman who subdued and suppressed the interest group behind Li Fo overnight, there was no way to use any other means here. This is not a secret struggle, there is no kidnapping, intimidation, threat and inducement, and there is no need for the 36 tactics of Sun Tzu's Art of War. Here, strength is everything. The generals of various countries on the scene, what they have to see is their strength!

And the technical strength of the bandit army has obviously exceeded everyone's imagination.

Meteor Company, Fulongjian Company, the public refuge of these two major companies means that the future arms market will be reshuffled, which means that if you want to obtain the twelfth generation mecha, you must look at the face of the bandits!

Everyone knows that Keton, who can't stand being beaten to the ground in his field of expertise, is making a hysterical last-ditch effort. However, judging from the rigid way of engine detection, Keton's doubts are not entirely unfounded. If you want to prove the strength of the bandit army without revealing the engine secret, this last indicator seems to be the best way.

However, with a 200 percent survival rate, this is simply impossible. Everyone present looked at the fat man, even if the fat man simply said, just now, the finger was wrong, everyone could accept it.

"Idiot!" The fat man glanced at Keton and looked at the time: "I still have an appointment at noon, and there are still a few minutes left, are you sure you really want to know?" ”

"Think" Ketton gritted his teeth: "If there is anything, you can show it!" ”

"Miss Barbara wants to see it?" The fat man suddenly seemed to remember such a person, and turned to Barbara and asked with a smile.

Sesara's face was iron-blue.

She knew that at this time, the most important thing she should do was to turn around and leave.

However, knowing the temptation of Hastings and the bandits' hole cards allowed her to accept all defeat and humiliation.

She smiled coldly and nodded gracefully.

"Markwich." The fat man looked into Barbara's eyes and pouted slightly.

Everyone's eyes quickly turned to the experimental hall.

The ranger made a soft sound, and the shell of the mecha suddenly cracked, and a mecha no more than two meters high, such as a black elf, suddenly ejected out. Like lightning, it went straight to the thunder that stopped in the center of the test hall. A rapid sound of gold and iron suddenly sounded, and before the mecha warrior piloting the thunder could make any reaction, the thunder was cut off a mechanical leg and fell to the ground with a bang.

The black miniature mecha stood silently aside.

Time, as if frozen in this moment.

I don't know how long it took, Robinson wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and suddenly felt a little soft under his feet.

It was a gamble, he threw everything into it, there was no time to hesitate, not even to think. When the fate of Yizi finally stopped at this moment, an unspeakable ecstasy struck him in the heart.

In front of him, hundreds of scientists and generals from various countries had already rushed out of the observation room hall in a frenzied surprise and rushed down the passage to the test hall below.

Who still doesn't understand what a miniature mecha means to Thunder, and what it means to every mecha warrior in this war!

Under the envious and admiring gaze of Professor Rutteeller and another high-ranking official of the Meteor Company, Robinson clenched his fists tightly.

It's not so much that they are generals who completely disregard their manners, but rather huge orders!

Looking back, Barbara, the faces of the other high-ranking officials of the super arms dealers, were already pale.