Blackstone Code Chapter 1131: Night bombing
In less than half an hour, a lawyer came to the door with a check.
After signing a loan agreement, Wood received the 350,000 Lynch gave him, not much, not much.
The money is enough for him to open a gym of his own in Bupen, and he is very clear that what he wants to do is to be an example, a trend.
The person who does it first will definitely make money. This is the experience he has accumulated over the past few years in "the ups and downs of the business world". Violence always starts at the beginning, and then... gradually disappears.
It's like a second-hand merchandise auction. It's always the most profitable at the beginning, and it's almost impossible to make any money later.
It's not hard to guess the trick Lynch played this time, which is why Wood is willing to dive in. He sees through the whole game.
Actually, what Lynch wants to do is to let people constantly spend 350,000 yuan to join his store, and then earn management fees!
Ten stores is 3.5 million, 100 stores is 35 million!
What is the total market value of UERMI?
Maybe 350,000 is a lot for one person, but here is Bupen, and the most important thing is those rich people.
Not one person, just two, three or even five people.
It is not difficult for these rich people to spend tens of thousands of dollars, and it is not even an important decision to think about!
And he believes that this matter is very marketable, and people with money will gradually shift their attention from enjoyment to health care.
Everyone wants to be very healthy, and gyms meet the needs of these people. It may not be able to help people get rid of diseases, but at least it can make people as healthy as possible when they are free of diseases.
That's enough, people who start a healthy life don't skimp on the money.
As for those who are stingy with the money, they may not have reached this stage in their lives.
Wood didn't know that the things he was thinking about at this time were derived from what the trainers said during his training, which he wrote down and became his own.
Wood soon mentioned his intention to join Yuermei, and as the first franchise of Youmei, there will be very special treatment.
Wood doesn't need to worry about anything other than the fact that with the help of Lynch's influence, Wood gets a good front.
All provided by Yoermei, including all kinds of fitness equipment, as well as decoration, publicity and the like, and even the gold medal coaches have arranged for several to come.
Everything was going smoothly, and Wood also took over his wife and children, a whole new life, as if beckoning to him.
On such a warm afternoon, a carload of top-secret materials was delivered to the front-line airport. Under the **** and guard of some second-level field personnel of Blackstone Security Company, these things were loaded into the Qi-II bomber parked in the airport. The pilots are also ready to take off at any time.
Actually, apart from the two prototypes used for testing data, the odd-II type is here, and the institute does not plan to continue producing a new batch of type II bombers.
Because the prototype of the Type III has come out, and the design of the Type IV is more than half finished.
Sometimes people have to admire the development and speed of technology. Two years ago, people may not believe that aircraft can bring effective changes to war. They only believe in giant ships and cannons.
Like now, it's not long before the Type II aircraft came out, and the design drawings of Type IV are ready, and even Type III may become a "non-existent" in history in a decryption program many years later. s plane".
Because those who study military history will never find a single Type III bomber, but it has complete and abundant drawings, and every data is carefully calculated.
When all the cluster bombs have been loaded, the Blackstone Security field has not left the airport, and they won't leave until these planes take off and return with all the bombs thrown.
They will also check the returning airport to make sure no one is hiding a cluster bomb.
It was after four o'clock in the evening, with a bandage on his head and bandages on his arms and legs, Ryan slowly crawled on the ground.
He's almost numb to the pain now!
Ghost knows how he endured it, those wounds were like non-existence to him, he didn't feel any pain.
He's moving slowly, he needs to walk behind a collapsed wall to the other side, and there are some counter-attackers on the opposite side.
The intensity of the firefight is getting more and more disturbing, from the beginning these people may be hiding and shooting black guns, now they start to focus on blocking the streets, maybe the federal advance is getting closer and closer to the city center, they feel disturbed.
Or maybe they seem to realize that they can't organize the Commonwealth and change their strategy.
But no matter what, the war continues.
His lips were almost touching the ground. A few days ago, his shoulder was wounded by a bullet shot from behind. He raised his gun angrily and turned around, thinking that a comrade had overlooked the enemy and launched an attack from behind. .
There was even a hint in his heart that someone might have betrayed the company and shot himself.
But when he looks back he sees nothing, he was hit by a ricochet.
Damn luck, and it made him realize that the damage wasn't just coming from right in front of him, but also from somewhere else, anywhere!
For example, a chariot.
He saw with his own eyes an enemy shot at the chariot, sending a spark on the turret, and then a stray bullet shattered the head of his companion some distance from the chariot.
But he doesn't find it scary, he just tries to protect himself, he's used to death and injury.
It was unimaginable in the past!
He finally moved to the other side and put the two flares in the supply bag he was carrying on the ground. The sniper looked at him inexplicably.
"You crawled over there to give me two flares?"
The flares purchased by Blackstone Safety are all repainted, grenades, fragmentation bombs, smoke bombs, flares, and special bombs, all painted with an easily recognizable appearance.
This is so that soldiers don't take the wrong projectile in a hurry during battle.
Ryan licked his chapped lips, "It's special, you know, it's glowing green. It's said that there's a special operation tonight, at nine o'clock at night."
"If you don't light this thing at nine o'clock, there's a good chance I won't see you tomorrow."
The sniper was stunned for a moment, then responded, "Bombing?"
Ryan smiled weakly, "I think so too."
One was shot down in the last bombing, and half of Komoco Industries' planes fell, which made everyone realize that bombing is not without risk and cost.
Now it's asking for flares at nine o'clock in the evening, and these people get it all at once.
The flares not only distinguish them from the enemy, but also guide the bombers.
The sniper was slightly excited, "Well, if they bomb at night, they won't be able to see those planes, and they won't be able to cause damage to the planes!"
Ryan nodded and patted the supply pack, "I've got the news, I still have a few places to run..."
With swearing in his mouth, he put on his helmet again, turned around and crawled back. He wanted to notify the snipers and soldiers nearby.
No way, the fallen field staff are still within the acceptable range, but there are too many injuries, and even people like Ryan who have returned to the back to recover were sent up again.
After several days of data collection, basically everyone has a feeling that tank coordination is really helpful for the attack!
With the addition of chariots, the problems of clearing buildings and breaking defense lines have been extremely effectively solved.
But there are also many problems with the chariot itself. For example, the tires are a weak point. Almost all chariots have been found to be weak. The enemy mainly attacked its tires, and even arranged for death squads to use bombs to blow up the chariot. wheel.
With the exception of a small number of tanks, most tanks have been parked, awaiting replacements at the rear.
In addition to this, the vehicle's center of gravity was not stable when climbing over some obstacles, and two tanks rolled over while climbing over obstacles.
There are a lot of small problems like this, but no matter how many problems, they can't hide its huge value on the battlefield.
It is said that the manufacturers of these tanks have received feedback and are stepping up the design of second and even third generation tanks.
This battlefield... is getting more and more incomprehensible.
Ryan thought so as he moved slowly.
When he was in the military academy, how could he have heard of these things?
Probably the most advanced are all kinds of howitzers, cannons, and there is almost no new equipment other than these things.
Looking at the present, there are planes, chariots, and various gadgets. He sincerely laments the rapid development of military technology.
In my heart, a sense of crisis also naturally arises.
The Commonwealth's armies, still immersed in the trenches and group charges, are behind the times.
He knew that people in the Department of Defense had been paying attention to this war, but what was the use of paying attention?
The Commonwealth Army followed the entire First World War~IndoMTL.com~ Can it be said that the Commonwealth Army has the strength of a world-class army?
Isn't he still woken up by a pot of cold water from the Marillos?
Look, and dry are not the same thing at all, and I don't know when those gentlemen will understand this truth.
Ryan had been transporting flares around all afternoon. After delivering these things, he did not return to the back, but stayed at the front.
He wanted to see what it was at nine o'clock this evening.
I also want to see what is the difference between night bombing and daytime bombing, and if there are any signs.
After all, we can bomb others at night, so others can bomb us at night!
At 8:59 p.m., there was a hum in the distant sky, and green flares were lifted into the sky.
Ryan hid in the shadows, raised his head, and tried his best to look up to the sky, only to see some vague shadows...
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