That sounds like a bold idea.

However, as a vehicle engineer, Diesel still has no way to understand his boss's thoughts.

"Boss, what do we want that thing for?" After thinking for a long time, he asked weakly on the side.

"Plough the ground."

Chen Jianqiu replied absentmindedly.

Yes, isn't it just ploughing, but whether to plow with tracks or shells, that's not necessarily.

In his mind, he instantly conjured up images of hundreds of tanks galloping across the Chihuahua Desert.

There are various models, from the "Tiger", to the Sherman, to the T34, until the M1A2, Leopard 2, 99A appeared behind

It's a kind of romance that is unique to men, and it makes people fascinated.

However, Diesel on the side was even more confused.

But fortunately, Boss Chen did not confuse this excellent tractor inventor for too long.

He himself quickly recovered from the imagination of the torrent of steel, and his eyes stopped again on the tractor in front of him.

The ideal is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

Chen Jianqiu knew that his state just now was a fantasy based on good wishes, commonly known as daydreaming.

It's just that the protagonists of other people's daytime doors are generally beautiful women, and his is arms.

Daydreaming is usually done once in a while, which is good for physical and mental health; But if you do too much, then the person's mental state will be more or less problematic.

As a doer, Chen Jianqiu will not allow such a situation to occur.

"Let's go, go back to the council room, and we'll have another meeting."

An hour later, in Roswell's council chamber, a group of the association's top engineers and inventors had gathered, including Browning, Ford, the German cannon designer and, of course, Diesel Diesel, the master of tractor development.

Chen Jianqiu started his "I Draw You Guess" activity again.

This time things are a bit more complicated, though.

Chen Jianqiu did not have a foundation in cartography, so it was naturally impossible for him to draw the drawings by hand.

He just drew a schematic diagram of a tank with a rotating turret and a coaxial machine gun.

As for the parameters, we can only count on these talented designers to balance them themselves.

Limited by the power of the internal combustion engine, Chen Jianqiu didn't expect the speed of this tank to be much faster than the horse-drawn carriage, and it was about the same for more than ten kilometers per hour.

Initial tanks, what else can you count on? Just be imposing.

With the successful precedent of mortars, scientists are motivated.

Money is one thing.

They marveled at the imagination of the boss.

Chen Jianqiu has been brainwashing these people.

People who have a headache and even fear of Party A's high requirements and strange ideas are mediocre.

What true genius could reject a fanciful idea?

What's more, the idea is still paid.

"I can do it!"

Several engineers, designers, and inventors with different English accents came to a conclusion after studying and discussing the abstract diagram for a while.

Chen Jianqiu laughed.

This time, he didn't give a specific time.

However, scientists know that the faster the results are produced, the more generous their bosses will be.

Chen Jianqiu handed over the research matters to the research team, and he went to Lincolnshire to deal with another important matter.

He has a list from Africa.

Since Chen Jianqiu's family moved to New York, his house in Lincolnshire has been largely empty.

Despite the cold winters in New York, New Mexico doesn't look like a great place to go on vacation.

Therefore, only Chen Jianqiu occasionally settles here.

It's suddenly getting busy today.

Four or five European gentlemen, dressed in formal attire, appeared at the door of the mansion.

"Mr. Chen is waiting for you inside." The Chinese doorman at the door said to the group.

One of the four or five people seemed to be an interpreter, translating the doorman's words into an unknown language, and telling them to the people in the back.

The bearded man in the lead nodded, and strode into the room.

Chen Jianqiu was reading a newspaper in the courtyard.

When he heard the movement at the door, he stood up and greeted the interpreter warmly.

"Hey, Mr. Schneider, long time no see."

The translator's name is Schneider, a German, who is familiar with Chen Jianqiu, and is a manager of Knouber's company, responsible for business docking with Chen Jianqiu's company.

He has lived in the United States for a long time and is fluent in English, German and Dutch.

"Long time no see, Mr. Chen." The translator stepped forward and shook Chen Jianqiu's hand with a grin.

"Come and sit down." Chen Jianqiu pointed to the tables and chairs in the courtyard.

It's not cold outdoors in New Mexico winters.

A touch of sunlight hits the table, and it is extraordinarily gentle.

The group sat down around the table.

"You said in the telegram that it was not very clear, only that you wanted to make an arms deal with us, how? Was Wilhelm II also interested in this? ”

Chen Jianqiu asked half-jokingly.

Schneider's eyes hesitated for a moment, but he still chose to tell the truth:

"His Majesty knows about this, but the arms purchased this time are not for the German army, but for the Republic of Dewasland."

Schneider began to introduce Chen Jianqiu to the bearded man and the people behind him.

The bearded man was a logistics officer in the army of the Republic of Dewasland, while the others were also members of the government of the Republic.

"Aren't we doing business with each other?" Chen Jianqiu was a little puzzled, and his fingers gestured between himself and the beard.

He had been shipping to the Boers through a company registered in the Netherlands in exchange for gold.

"The British are going to strike at the Republic of Dewasland again." "They need more equipment." ”

Chen Jianqiu's eyebrows raised.

The bearded man looked a little anxious, and began to dance and draw.

"He's saying." Chen Jianqiu roughly understood, and turned to Schneider.

"Well, that's right, the kind of portable mortar you used when you attacked San Juan Heights." Schneider added.

It turned out that the Boers were eyeing the mortars.

The bearded man muttered a lot, Schneider nodded again and again, and then translated it to Chen Jianqiu:

"They thought that this weapon was very suitable for fighting against the British."

Chen Jianqiu let out an "oh".

"But how did they know we used it?" He looked at Schneider and asked knowingly.

Schneider looked a little embarrassed, but still replied honestly:

"We sent observers, well, not just us, but all of Europe, so it doesn't seem like a secret."

"Then I can't sell it to you."

Chen Jianqiu's face was embarrassed.

"If the British know that I sell mortars to you, how will I do business in the British factory?"

Schneider and the bearded man they looked at each other.

"Mr. Chen, as you said, haven't you been selling arms to Dewasland through a Dutch company before?" Schneider asked, puzzled.

"As you said, I'm the only one in the world that produces this thing, and the British won't kill me if they know about it?" Chen Jianqiu shrugged, "But."

"But what?" Schneider hurriedly asked.

"But just like the Maxim machine gun, I can license the patent to Knoob, you just produce it, and I collect royalties and sell mortar shells." Chen Jianqiu spoke his mind.

The technical content of mortars, in fact, is not high, and mortar shells are nothing mysterious.

On the contrary, the cost of mortar shells is actually cheaper.

Because in order to produce a good blasting effect, the cast iron used in the shells is not of good quality.

Before these people figure out the southeast and northwest, let's raise the price and make a profit.

At Chen Jianqiu's villa in Lincolnshire, the Boers signed a contract for mortar shells, as well as some machine-gun ammunition and a small number of rifles.

A few months after the contract was signed, the Second Boer War broke out.

It was the Boers who were the first to attack.

Taking advantage of their familiarity with the local terrain and the flexibility of their tactics, they harassed the supply lines and distribution points of the British army, and at the same time sent the main force to besiege the main force of the British army in the stronghold of Ladysmith.

More than 4,000 British troops in the stronghold, led by Lieutenant General White, tried to make contact with the besieging Boers, but were immediately beaten to pieces by the main Boer force led by Joubert, and after losing more than 1,000 corpses, they retracted back to Leddy Smith.

At this time, more than 20,000 British expeditionary forces led by Admiral Buller also reached Cape Town.

They rushed to Leddy Smith to rescue the trapped local garrison.

It has to be said that in the first phase of the Boer War, the performance of the British army was as miserable as the performance of the American army in the Spanish-American War.

The command of Admiral Buller was even inferior to Major General Kent, who had diarrhea.

Superior in numbers, he launched an attack on the Boer army that was besieging Leddy Smith.

The Boers were really only 3,500 men.

It stands to reason that this is a battle that should not be lost no matter how you fight.

But the British still lost, and they lost miserably.

The Boers hid their artillery positions, although they actually had only five field guns.

But they have new weapons provided by Chen Jianqiu.

The British troops, who were charging in a collective line, were hit on the heads by the rain of shells.

A British commander who was killed in action did not believe to his death why the Boers had so much curvo firepower.

The attacking British troops were soon overwhelmed by the Krupp heavy artillery and mortars, and more than a thousand people were killed.

At the same time, the British troops on the Western and Central Fronts were also routed, losing more than 2800 men.

Armed with new weapons and flexible tactics, the Boers crushed the British in various battles.

It's been a long time since the British Empire has lost so completely, and the bottoms are about to be lost!

"Why do they have so much firepower?"

The new commander-in-chief of the British Expeditionary Force, Lord Roberts, was puzzled after listening to the staff officer's analysis.

"At the platoon level, they used a new weapon called the 'mortar,' which the Americans used in the Spanish-American War, when a Chinese regiment with some mortars destroyed the Spanish defenses on the Hushan Heights." The staff officer said.

"Chinese Legion?" Roberts thought for a moment.

A man came to his mind.

Chen Jianqiu's fame in Britain is actually not small, after all, his staff Makqin has been awarded decorations.

"Was it that Chen who sold them the new weapon?" Roberts asked, frowning.

The staff officer shook his head.

"No, sir, we've checked, those mortars were made in Germany, and they are probably copied by the Germans."

"Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and find Chen!" Roberts yelled, "The Boers have it, and we must have it too!" ”

Following the Maxim machine gun, the British government once again approached Chen Jianqiu.

After learning about the intentions of these people, Chen Jianqiu didn't hide it, and directly took a batch of inventory from the warehouse and sold it to them at a high price.

And, of course, mortar shells.

Roberts once again went to Africa with new weapons and reinforcements from Australia, New Zealand, and India to regain the glory of the British Empire itself.

Who could win the war, the British or the Boers, Chen Jianqiu did not care.

As soon as the cannon sounded, there were ten thousand taels of gold.

Doing business, one yard to one yard. (End of chapter)