Containers are auctioned at high or low prices, and some manufacturers will inspect the goods on the spot, but many will also ship them away with the boxes.

After all, this is not a very sunny business, and if a golden legend is really opened, you can't guarantee that you won't be intercepted on the road.

Although Lao Li's Yuelai Tavern has opened more than a dozen branches in various parts of Bailin Country, and there are one or two assembly factories in his hands, it is only a small and micro enterprise in the final analysis, and in the end, he only photographed some parts of the old battlefield.

This feeling is probably similar to "buying a few pieces of Laokeng jadeite wool to prove that you have been here", right?

At least that's what Mangko thinks for now.

Until......

"What's this?!"

Looking at the open container, Mangke's face showed a sense of confusion, not that the contents of this box were too good or too bad, but ......

"Why are these mechs so damaged?"

Yes, blame.

This is a box of parts from the secondary battlefield of the ideal country, the level of the airframe is about the second-tier level of the ideal country, and the core fighters equipped with on-board computers have been taken away.

The problem, however, is that the damage to these parts is not the same as that of regular battle damage, and it is covered with tiny incisions no more than tenths of a millimeter thick, which look like skin cut by a knife.

If such a wound appears on the mortal fetus of the flesh, there is naturally no problem, but it appears on the body of the ideal country, even if it is a second-line body, it is also an armor plate!

As if noticing Mang Ke's strange expression, Feng Xue walked over and frowned after checking the damage to this batch of damaged weapons.

"There are no traces of high heat dissolution, and the cutting ...... is caused purely by physical properties"

Muttering twice, Feng Xue suddenly raised her head and said:

"Lao Li, where did this box of goods come from?"

"Wait, I'll take a look!" Lao Li found the position with the label, glanced at the number on it, and compared it with the bill in his hand before he spoke:

"The Northern Battlefield of Remut...... It was the ruined place where the War of Independence had been fought for more than ten years, and if it hadn't been for the assistance from Buda Ali, the aborigines of that place would have died long ago. ”

"Impossible! Buda Ali's technology could not have caused such scars! Mang Ke made a categorical judgment, Feng Xue thought for a while, took out the terminal and searched for it, and then said excitedly:

"Oh, I may have won the lottery now, Lao Li, bring a few high-precision equipment, by the way, a few more small vacuum cleaners, the kind that is portable at home."

"Okay!" Lao Li didn't ask why, and directly told his men to move things, while Mang Ke also took out the terminal and searched for information on the battlefield in the north of Remut, but found that there was no news at all.

But this did not disappoint her, on the contrary, as a practitioner, she knows very well the doorway, although this kind of small battlefield has little attention, as long as you want to find, you can always find some news.

In a situation like this, if there is no news at all, then the relevant news can only be blocked.

And this kind of battlefield that has been fighting a bad war for more than ten years has been blocked, I'm afraid that's the only one, right?

At this thought, Mang Ke couldn't help but get excited, although it was just a bunch of loose pieces, but what if? It's like a year ago, who would have thought that Palin would be able to pick up the sea monster's power furnace under the noses of Buda Ali and the Ideal Country?

But after all, it was something that was picked up from the battlefield, and it had already gone through a round or more of screening, and the probability of producing something good was not much, so Mang Ke could only concentrate as much as possible, carefully searching for things in her imagination from these "wounds".

……

More than a dozen workers in the assembly plant, together with Feng Xue and Mang Ke, were busy from noon to early morning, and finally checked a whole box of parts from beginning to end, and the final result was a small pinch of white and blue "dust".

"That's all." Feng Xue pretended to hammer his waist, and Lao Li, who was going to deal with other parts, also reappeared at this time, looked at the vial of dust and raised his eyebrows and said:

"What is this?"

"I don't know yet, but it's likely to be a 'trace' of some kind of weapon." Mang Ke sat at the temporary table, staring feverishly at the small things in the microscope, while Feng Xue on the side whispered after glancing at the migrant workers:

"A special crystal structure with excellent strength and hardness."

"It's not as simple as being brilliant anymore." Mang Ke wanted to say this, but she still resisted the desire to express, just took the vial from Feng Xue's hand, and then gently swept the contents of the microscope slide into it.

After doing all this, she sealed the bottle cap and put it in the safe, as if she had protected the core of the sea monster.

Looking at her posture, Lao Li also showed a solemn look on his face, and immediately said:

"It's almost done here, and the things that can be used will be sent to the workshop tomorrow, so I'll drive you back."

"That couldn't be better." Feng Xue nodded, and the three of them stopped talking, until Lao Li's private car hit the road, and after confirming that there was no eavesdropping equipment, Lao Li spoke:

"Heavenly Court's stuff?"

"It should be." Feng Xue nodded, and Mang Ke said endlessly as if a person who had been diving for a long time had finally surfaced:

"Definitely! The physical properties of this thing simply break through the existing material science cognition, and in front of the physical weapons made of this thing, high-frequency weapons and high-heat weapons are just rubbish! Heavenly Court was so extravagant that it was a consumable, it was simply amazing! ”

"Wait, wait, wait! You mean, this thing is the material for making weapons? Lao Li looked at the small bottle of dust, frowned, and said:

"That's too little, isn't it?"

"It's not a lot of problems, this crystal structure is easy to process, even if it's just to make a spear, and then inlay a little on the tip of the spear, it can have a very strong armor-piercing function, you can think that we are primitive people who have obtained the fragments of the super civilization battleship, even if we don't know how to use it, simply tying it with a wooden stick is an artifact for us!"

……

In the empty conference room, the man who came "late" frowned and said:

"Why is it just the two of you?"

"Because it's just us." The old man sitting in the first seat took out a document and handed it to him:

"Find a way to procure parts for the recent airframe parts of the Remut battlefield, and in addition, set up a special department ......"

"Wait a minute, hasn't this proposal already been studied? Not to mention the parts we produce ourselves, just the war damage on our border with Pagaso every year is enough, right? ”

The other person who was called opened his mouth to speak, but the old man shook his head, did not talk nonsense, just handed a document with the highest level of secrecy to the two of them......

Regarding the route of Palin's change to the main battle weapon, I think what I wrote is outrageous, you can check the history of our own tanks and aircraft, or most of the backward countries that rely on imports/seizures of weapons to get out of their own way basically started like this.

At the beginning, we were made in all countries - stitching monsters - buying technology, and finally we were qualified to develop our own designs and make our own designs.

On the other hand, the export of weapons by developed countries to backward countries is itself aimed at pulling them into their own track.

As far as airplanes are concerned, if I sell you fighter jets and related technologies, and you develop the Air Force on the basis of this technology, then you have to walk on the track I have walked, and if you can't study my aerodynamic design, you can only follow me, and you will never be able to surpass me.

This is also the reason why the comprador idea has been criticized, it is better to buy than to buy, and it is better to rent than to buy, this idea is indeed a means of rapid growth in strength in the short term, but the problem is that once the path dependence is formed, it will always live in the shadow of others.

I basically refer to real history for content like this, so it's not that I'm writing outrageous, but for late-developing countries, there is no way out if it's not outrageous.

It's like Yu-Gi-Oh's saying, first attack five hands, then zero hands, and if you want to get out later, then you have to make a little bit of hell.

(End of chapter)