It was rampant until Matt's chubby body got into the fat man's flying car, pressed the soft leather sofa into a deep indentation, and his mouth was still sighing "Domineering, good name!"

Good name! "The more the fat man looks at this old man, the more he likes it.

The old man likes to pat himself on the back, and he is also a fat man. Even as the big boss of the world's third-largest arms company, he looks like a small farmer or an enthusiastic owner of a mechanic shop. Compared with others, his temperament makes the fat man feel more cordial.

The fat man smiled and threw a cigar to Matt, then handed another clip over with a mysterious smile on his face.

Matt was a little surprised for a moment, and opened the Wensh folder.

Previously, in Fulongjian Company, he and Li Zhengyi had reached an agreement with Fat Man on a series of more in-depth cooperation between the three parties.

Meteor and Fulongjian will set up a branch in Mars and invest in a new final assembly plant. The headquarters of the two major companies will also be partially relocated to Mars. The most important part of this is the research department. This is something that seems almost impossible to others, and there is no problem with the green light of Hastings and Li Cunxin.

In addition to mecha manufacturing, the two companies have also committed to cooperating in the creation of a military industry zone in Mars to produce a variety of weapons and military technology that are urgently needed by Mars. Including firearms, airborne energy cannons, missile thrusters, anti-jamming guidance radars, heavy transport vehicles, shipboard energy cover generators and so on.

In terms of mecha technology, the two major enterprises need the support of Mars, and in other military weapons and the relatively weak industry of Mars, the advantages of the two major enterprises are reflected.

Due to the threat of war in the West and the support of the country's top generals, the boss of the two Taitai enterprises, who had been tied to the bandits, immediately signed the contract without saying anything after watching the crazy performance of the fat man driving rampant.

They know it's a challenge and a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. There is no need for any keen eye and intuition, just look at the benefits brought by the current twelfth generation mecha, just think about the thousands of high-level mecha fighters that this army has, and think about the fat man's experience along the way, they can see how powerful the future potential of the bandit army is.

Moreover, in this troubled world, to support the bandit army is to support oneself. It is to insure your own business. This kind of truth is understood by two people better than anyone else.

was invited by the fat man to get into the car together, Matt originally thought that the excessively young Lieutenant General Le Lei wanted to talk to him casually, at most about Li Fo, but he didn't expect that what he got in his hand was a piece of mouth, a battleship structure diagram!

Matt's eyes widened as he glanced twice.

It's not that he can see at once how powerful the crazy battleship drawings are, but the battleship parameters on the documents are too intuitive and make him crazy.

"This is," stuttered Matt as he looked at the fat man.

"This is part of the structure and data of our bandit space carrier," the fat man lit his cigar and cocked his legs. Try to make yourself look breezy and like a big guy.

Is this data true? The sweat on Matt's head came out. The nose of the big rosacea is even more red and shiny.

Ten years ago, in the battle for orders for the space carrier, he lost to Martin, so that he was still firmly pressed by Martin, which was Matt's most shameful defeat. In his opinion, the technology of the Doomsday-class space carrier is higher than that of the Gods-class, and in actual combat, the performance of the Doomsday-class is also perfect.

It's just that for some reasons other than technology, the end of the world was finally defeated by the gods, which made him very unconvinced. The huge R&D expenses have become a big stone tied to Meteor Corporation, the blueprints of the doomsday-class space carrier, which are still lying moldy in the safe.

"I've studied the apocalypse-class aircraft carrier," the fat man smacked his cigar, "Meteor's technology is actually good. If you add the technology of the bandits, I think we can build an invincible armada! "Armada?!" Matt gasped and looked at the fat man's eyes as if he had seen a madman who didn't know the height of the sky. In the army's armored forces, there may be an invincible force, but in space warfare, there is never an invincible legend! No matter how powerful the fleet is, in space full of all kinds of dangers, there is also the danger of destruction.

Besides, Matt stared at the fat man deadly: "How many threes can you order!" The fat man proudly raised a finger.

"Ten?! Matt's mind was a little dizzy. Ten aircraft carriers means ten convex fleets. The bandit army now has such strength?! That's a contract worth tens of billions of dollars!

The fat man shook his head.

Matt was immediately deflated: "One? No need to order, I'll send it to you. "In the spaceyard of the Meteor Company, there is also a Doomsday-class aircraft carrier, this battleship, which was the one that participated in the Feiyang arms bidding at the beginning, has been lying in the dock for ten years. For the past ten years, Matt has been in the dock every year to see his most beloved baby. In the past ten years, the mothership has also been replaced with updated equipment. Plus careful maintenance. As soon as the mothership leaves the dock, it is ready for action.

The fat man's cocked fingers shook again.

Matt laughed all of a sudden, and he said happily to the fat man, "You won't tell me that you want to buy a hundred, will you?" As soon as his words fell, he saw the fat man nodding his head quickly.

Matt stared blankly at the fat man with shining-eyed eyes, and finally determined that this guy was a complete lunatic. A hundred space carriers, God, I'm afraid the whole of Fiyan combined, there are not so many. Not to mention whether the fat man has enough money, just talking about the productivity of the Meteor Company, it is impossible to take such an order, with a space carrier gathering all the strength of a dock to work overtime It also takes a year to produce the production cycle, and now the three mothership construction plants of the Meteor Company can drive up to six space carriers at the same time.

By the time a hundred motherships are produced, I'm afraid the war will be over!

Moreover, space carriers cannot act alone, which is already an iron law in space warfare. An old-fashioned convex class fleet, surrounded by battleships, cruisers, destroyers and torpedo boats, frigates, a total of nearly one thousand six hundred. Although the new fleet has eliminated a large number of frigate-class ships due to the strengthening of the combat capability of warships, and the total number has been reduced a lot, it still needs at least 200 ships.

Even if a fleet is equipped with two space carriers, this fat man needs fifty convex fleets. What a cluster of battleships, cruisers and destroyers in what a number? With that kind of strength, without the need for a space carrier, you can destroy the Sheldon fleet that is now stationed in the central system of Leray!

Seeing the strange expression on Matt's face, the fat man asked anxiously, "How is it?" Matt smiled bitterly: "General Tian, don't be joking. Meteor has only three shipyards that can build space carriers, and each shipyard has two docks, all of which are open, and it will take more than ten years to build a hundred motherships. "More than ten years? The fat man shook his head quickly, then I can't wait, a hundred motherships, give you a year at most.

And, in two months, I need at least twenty of them. Matt was about to cry, and he looked to the left and right, wondering if the yarn had jumped off the speeding flying car to avoid the madman who was obviously extremely abnormal in his nerves.

The fat man obviously didn't see Matt's thoughts, and only took one piece. While flipping, he asked, "Meteor Company, how many shipyards are there now?" Matt didn't know what the fat man thought, sighed, and replied, "There are one hundred and sixty in Feiyang, plus the space docks and those distributed in other countries, there are about three hundred. "How many dockyards are there?" The fat man looked at the roof of the flying car, and the old god asked on the ground.

"Six can be used for the construction of aircraft carriers, sixty for battleships, three hundred for cruisers, and one thousand two hundred for destroyers." Matt was helpless as he reported the data he was most familiar with. Although there are many shipyards, there are only a few that can accommodate the construction of super-large aircraft carriers, and the others are small docks, which are not close to aircraft carriers at all. This fat man doesn't think that every dockyard can be used to build aircraft carriers, right?

As soon as the thought in his head turned to this, Matt heard the fat man slap happily and exclaim, "Enough, enough!" Matt was startled and glared at the fat man stupidly.

If the idea of jumping out of the car just now was just a joke, he already had this urge at this time.

"Picture, you didn't look closely, did you?" The fat man smiled and put the case in Matt's hand again.

"General Tian, although we have many shipyards, not every factory can produce super-large ships like aircraft carriers." Matt said with a bitter face as he looked at the picture on the homepage where the fat man had tuned in.

Hey? Matt was stunned and said, "What is this?" "What appears on the picture is a strangely shaped battleship-class battleship. Although the power of the battleship, the combat and other systems are very complete, however, there are six strange devices on the top and bottom of the battleship's hull. Moreover, the internal structure of the battleship is also very different from that of ordinary battleships, and in the shell, there is even some movable armor.

A thought leaped into Matt's mind, and he hurried backwards.

Cruisers of different styles, and the cross-sectional drawings of the destroyer-class strange battle sights appeared in front of me. Matt's eyes suddenly lit up, a stream of blood surged up his cheeks, his breath was short, and his forehead was sweating.

The fat man bit his fingers and was uneasy.

I've heard of seeing**look**, but I've never seen this mechanical design drawing.

The fat man's skills have reached the point where picking flowers and breaking leaves can hurt people?

"Is this true?" When Matt looked up again, his voice was hoarse.

The fat man blinked and nodded.

Until the flying car, he was sent to the door of the building of the Meteor Company's branch in Hanjing, got out of the car, stood at the gate, and watched the convoy leave, and the old man was holding the structural diagram given to him by the fat man, and his eyes were straight.

The split aircraft carrier is on time. Most of them are strangely shaped cruisers and destroyer-class ships, and the fat man is not prepared to use fifty A-class fleets to form an aircraft carrier battle group, what he is going to create is a combat method that is completely different from that of modern space fleets.

Twenty split space carriers in one formation. It is said to have more than 20,000 space fighters.

During the operation, three-quarters of the aircraft carriers are divided to form a high-speed cruise fleet, and the other quarter of the motherships are enough to support the supply of fighters who return in turn.

More than 20,000 space fighters...

The thought of this overwhelming swarm of warplanes rushing into the enemy fleet in space made Matt shudder.

The convoy had disappeared into the distance.

Under the watchful eye of the company's senior executives, Matt jerked around and rushed towards the building.

He has never been so excited and so energetic in ten years!

The question of funding is not a big deal. The strength of Meteor Company and Fulongjian Company, the order for the new twelfth generation mecha, the support of Hastings and the entire Fool Kna to come up with twenty space carriers in two months, it is absolutely feasible!

The only thing to worry about is the resources that are already becoming increasingly scarce. Yourself, it's time to meet His Excellency Hastings, the emergence of this aircraft carrier and construction method is not just as simple as sending Meteor Company to the first arms dealer and avenging Martin Company's revenge, this is a "strategic advantage, it will even change the entire situation of the war!"

By this time, the worries about Li Fo had disappeared.

Within a year, as long as such five secret fleets can be built, and anyone can collide with them without defense, it will be one word.

Die!

…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………，……，……”……………………………………………………………………………… Rubbing her brow wearily, Barsala turned her gaze to Hanjing, who was already getting smaller and smaller beneath the ship.

The blue canopy, like an invisible umbrella, silently cracked open. The ship was lifted and closed again. As far as the eye can see, the energy shield is constantly merging, and the spaceships, large and small, pass through the atmosphere and fly towards the universe.

The canopy, which eventually became a blue tent in the middle of the mountains, mountains and lakes, gathered from the horizon to the center. Chakner, shrinking rapidly.

Thinking back to the perfunctory attitude of all parties and the government, Barbara knew that this time, she completely lost to the fat man under the blue sky.

However, the war did not end there.

On the contrary, now, we are just getting started.

A handsome and personable middle-aged man walked over with a smile and sat next to Barbara. A hand rests gently on Sebala's smooth and graceful thighs.

Barbara looked out the window intently, and said lightly: "If you don't take your hand away, not only will you not be able to become President Feiyan, but you will also be thrown from a height of 30,000 meters until you fall to the ground" Barbara turned her head, and a pair of seductive phoenix eyes glanced at the middle-aged man: "If you are still alive in that situation, you can touch me wherever you want." The middle-aged man quickly retracted his hand as if he had seen a ghost, and the smile on his face had become extremely stiff.

He didn't understand why the amorous woman who was still snuggling up to him last night suddenly became his hair on end.

He stood up and walked through the luxurious cabin into his room.

As soon as I entered, several consultants and assistants surrounded me.

In the hustle and bustle of the room, a huge team is busy around him. Everyone is fully engaged, as if they were preparing for a great battle.

The smile on the middle-aged man's face became a lot more relaxed.

Everybody revolves around him, and here, he's the core.

He spoke to his fast-talking assistant as he flipped through the papers and strode toward the camera booth in the room.

Only the image assistant who was beside him and wore a suit for him noticed that for some reason, his vest was soaked with sweat.