If you become a monster, you will succeed

Containers are being auctioned at high or low prices. Some manufacturers will inspect the goods on the spot, but many will also transport the boxes together.

After all, this is not a very sunny profession. If a golden legend really comes out, you can't guarantee that you won't be stopped on the road.

Although Lao Li's Yuelai Tavern has opened more than a dozen branches across the Bailin Kingdom and has one or two assembly plants, in the end it is just a small and micro enterprise, and in the end it only took some parts from the old battlefield.

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

At least that's what Mangke thinks now.

until……

"What is this?!"

Looking at the open container, Mengke's face showed confusion. It's not that the things in this box are too good or too bad, but...

"Why are these body damage conditions so strange?"

Yes, weird.

This is a box of parts from the secondary battlefields of the Utopia. The aircraft body level is about the second-tier level of the Utopia, and the core fighters equipped with on-board computers have been taken away. In terms of valuation, it is barely enough to cover the loss.

But the problem is that the damage to these parts is different from regular battle damage. It is full of tiny cuts with a thickness of no more than 0.1 millimeter, which looks like skin scratched by a knife.

If such a wound appeared on a mortal body, there would be no problem, but it happened to appear on the body of the Utopia. Even if it is a second-tier body, it is still an armor plate!

Seemingly noticing Mangke's strange expression, Feng Xue walked over, checked the damage of the damaged weapons, and frowned.

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

After muttering twice, Feng Xue suddenly raised his head and said:

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

"Wait, let me take a look!" Lao Li found the location where the label was posted, glanced at the number on it, compared it with the inventory in his hand, and then said:

"The northern battlefield of Remut... is the ruined place where the War of Independence lasted for more than ten years. If Buda Ali had not continued to provide assistance, the indigenous people in that place would have died long ago."

"Impossible! It is impossible for Buda Ali's technology to cause such scars!" Mangke made a decisive judgment. Feng Xue thought for a moment, took out the terminal and searched, and then said with excitement:

"Oh, I might have won the lottery now. Lao Li, bring me some high-precision equipment, and by the way, some small vacuum cleaners, the portable ones for home use."

"Okay!" Lao Li didn't ask why, and directly told his men to move things. Mangke also took out the terminal and searched for information about the northern battlefield of Remte, but found that there was no news at all.

But this did not disappoint her. On the contrary, as a practitioner, she knew the ropes. Although this kind of small battlefield did not attract much attention, if you wanted to look for it, you could always find some news.

In a situation like this where there is no news at all, it can only be that the relevant news has been blocked.

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

At this thought, Mangke couldn't help but get excited. Although it was just a pile of parts, what if it happened? Just like a year ago, who would have thought that Palin could pick up the Kraken's power furnace and take it home under the noses of Buda Ali and the Utopia?

But after all, it was something picked up from the battlefield. It had already gone through one or more rounds of screening. The probability of finding something good was low. Mangke could only concentrate as much as possible and carefully remove these "wounds". Searching for something in her imagination.

…

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

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

"What is this?"

"We don't know yet, but it is very likely that they are 'traces' of some kind of weapon." Mang Ke sat at the makeshift table, staring feverishly at the small things in the microscope, while Feng Xue glanced at the side. After beating the workers, they whispered:

"A special crystalline structure with outstanding strength and hardness."

"It's no longer as simple as being outstanding." Mangke wanted to say this, but she still resisted her desire to express herself. She just took the vial from Feng Xue's hand, and then gently moved the things on the microscope slide. Sweep into it.

After doing all this, she sealed the cap of the bottle and put it in the safe, just like she did when she was protecting the core of the sea monster.

Seeing her posture, Lao Li also had a solemn look on his face and said immediately:

"It's almost done here. The usable things will be sent to the workshop tomorrow. I'll drive you back."

"That would be great." Feng Xue nodded, and the three of them stopped talking. It was not until Lao Li's private car hit the road, and after confirming that there was no eavesdropping equipment, that Lao Li said:

"Something from heaven?"

"Probably." Feng Xue nodded, while Mangke, like a person who has been diving for a long time, finally emerged from the water, gushed:

"Definitely! The physical properties of this thing simply break through the current understanding of materials science. In front of the physical weapons made by this thing, high-frequency weapons and high-heat weapons are just garbage! Heaven is so luxurious that it treats it as a consumable. It's simply Got it!"

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

"Isn't this too little?"

"This is not a problem. This kind of crystal structure can be easily processed. Even if you just make a spear and put a little bit on the tip of the spear, it will have a very strong armor-breaking function. You can think that we are The primitive people who got the fragments of the super-civilized battleship, even if they don’t know how to use it, just tie a wooden stick to it, it is a magic weapon to us!"

…

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

"Why are you two alone?"

"Because we are the only ones needed." The old man sitting in the front seat took out a document and handed it to him:

"Find a way to purchase airframe parts for the recent Lemte battlefield. In addition, set up a specialized department..."

"Wait a minute, haven't we already studied this proposal? Not to mention the parts we produce ourselves, the annual war damage on the border between us and Pagaso is enough, right?"

The other person who was called spoke, but the old man shook his head and said nothing nonsense. He just handed a top-secret document to the two of them...

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

At the beginning, we were made by all nations - stitching monsters - buying technology, and finally we were qualified to conduct self-research and come up with our own designs.

On the other hand, developed countries export weapons to backward countries in order to draw them into their own lane.

As far as aircraft are concerned, if I sell you fighter jets and related technologies, and your air force develops based on this technology, you will have to follow the track I have walked. If you cannot understand my aerodynamic design, you will have no choice but to follow. I come, you can never surpass me.

This is also the reason why the comprador idea has been criticized. It is better to buy than to build, and to rent is worse than buying. This idea is indeed a means to rapidly increase strength in the short term, but the problem is that once path dependence is formed, you will always live in the shadow of others.

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

Just like what Yu-Gi-Oh said, attack five hands first, and then attack zero hands. If you want to get ahead, you have to deal with the underworld.