"So Mr. Geruno advocates to deal with Akumali?"
Mr. Vaudric slightly revised his statement. "It is Mr. Geruno who believes that Akumali's existence has affected us, and we need to discuss how to solve this matter."
In the end, Lynch was no longer surprised by this issue.
Human smuggling was a very private matter to begin with. If the whole world knew about it, the Duncan Family's reputation would become unbearably bad.
Secondly, Akumali had shown his "leadership" qualities, and more and more people believed in him. He had also caused some trouble for the Federation authorities.
A Nagalil that was scattered and could not be unified was the Nagalil that was in the interest of the Federation.
Other than the Nagalil people themselves, no one wanted them to rise through peace. Perhaps the Guevara People also wanted them to. Anyway, they liked things that could cause trouble for the Federation.
If there were no other changes, it might take a while, maybe a few years, before the Federation authorities took action against Akumali. But with the support of the Duncan Family, it might not be long before they took action.
Weakness was the original sin.
Lynch could already imagine that once Akumali was no longer active in Nagalil, the Duncan Family would be more unscrupulous in their human trafficking business.
And because of the absence of Akumali, Nagalil's ideology would collapse, and there would be many people in different camps. They would fight for themselves and would never be united.
Chaos, turbulence, poverty, backwardness, and complete dependence on the Federation and the Joint Development Company. This was what they wanted.
Mr. Vaudric laughed twice and did not say anything.
But he did not say anything. In fact, it was a statement in itself. He tacitly agreed with Lynch's statement.
The cost of hiring a Federation worker could hire eight to ten Nagalil people.
If their labor was worth five dollars a day, then ten people could make a profit of 1,500 dollars a month.
About 18,000 dollars a year.
But if a person could be sold as a commodity, it could be sold at such a price, or even more …
This was enough for capitalists to trample on any law in the world!
For those tycoons, spending tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands to vent their desire to kill was not expensive at all!
It was no wonder that people were crazy about the human trafficking business. There was no capital, and the profits were ten thousand times higher. Even if the person sitting across the negotiation table was the devil, the greedy merchants would still dare to do business with the devil!
At this moment, the voices of the lawyers came from the room. They had checked the contract and found that there were no problems. There wasn't even anything that needed to be changed.
This was very normal. With Mr. Vaudric's resources, he could hire the best lawyers. This was not a problem at all.
Soon, Lynch signed the contract. He had chosen to forget about what happened in Nagalil and the human trafficking that the Duncan Family had done in secret.
Since he couldn't do anything, he might as well forget about it. At least this way, he wouldn't be bothered by it.
Mr. Vaudric knew, and now he knew as well. He believed that the government of the Federation knew as well, but no one made a move against the Duncan family, and no one made these things clear.
Sometimes, society was just so cruel. There was no reason or law at all.
Next, Lynch began to draw the appearance of the tank and annotate the function of each part on it while explaining.
"What we need most now is to deal with the targets in the air. Before this, we have never considered that something would attack us from the sky. So, air defense will be the most important national defense topic for the next period of time."
"The tank I'm drawing now has very good air defense and ground attack capabilities. Put the anti-air gun barrel upright, and it can air defense."
"Put the barrel flat, and it can cause terrible damage to the living forces on the ground. It can also penetrate houses and thin armor."
The engineer brought by Mr. Vaudric could not help but ask, "Please forgive me for being blunt, Mr. Lynch. Isn't this a rapid-fire machine gun?"
Looking at the "anti-air gun" that Lynch drew, the engineer knew what it was at a glance. Yet, Lynch still called it an anti-air gun.
Lynch glanced at the engineer and nodded. "You can say that. That's your right."
He then continued to explain the other parts. In fact, this thing was not necessarily advanced.
It was just that among the various designs that existed at present, it looked more beautiful and practical. That was all.
For example, Lynch also introduced the function of each angle of the guard and the performance parameters expected when designing it.
Next was the self-propelled artillery. This part was drawn in more detail, and it would also be the most important product of "Titan Industries."
After all the drawing work was done, the two engineers from Titan Industries held the sketches and discussed. They were amazed by Lynch's design, but there were also many unreasonable parts.
For example, how would this tank cushion the recoil caused by the artillery fire? Because there was no more detailed structure, they had to find a way to fill in the gaps.
"Have you learned how to draw?"
Mr. Wardrick asked curiously. He could see that although the sketches were sketches, they were done with a certain degree of skill. They weren't just random scribbles.
He did not think that Lynch had the time to specifically learn how to draw. He must have learned it in the past.
Lynch nodded. "Personal hobbies. Sometimes imagination is difficult to describe in words. It can only be through drawing."
"And you need others to understand your thoughts and what you imagine. The best way is to draw it and slap it on their faces."
He laughed as he spoke. Mr. Vaudric looked envious. "Your idea is very interesting, and you can really do it. I envy you, Lynch."
"Envy me for what?"
Mr. Vaudric pondered for a while before answering seriously, "Youth. This is the only thing I envy about others!"
"I thought so too!"
Lin Qi chimed in.
Mr. Wardrick did not need to be envious of anything. He had an extraordinary social status, uncountable wealth, and everything that people needed to be envious of. He could be said to be the person that everyone wanted to be.
Perhaps the only thing that could move him was time, age, and age.
In the end, the two engineers discussed and agreed that the design was very reasonable. However, because they lacked the specific design and parameters, they were not sure if it was feasible.
"If Mr. Lynch can provide more parameters, maybe we can avoid a lot of experiments and save some research and development funds," one of the engineers said.
Now that they had the key data, the rest was simple.
Lynch asked, "If I have everything, why do we still need to cooperate?"
Mr. Vaudric laughed happily …
Some of the new research projects of the Federation's Ministry of Defense were discovered by the Guevra spies less than a week ago. Therefore, this information was sent back to the Guevra country.
The Guevra nobles were shocked. They had just received the news not long ago. How did the people of the Federation know about it in advance?
This meant that there were still a lot of spies in the Guevra country. Therefore, a new round of internal purges began in the Guevra country. Some suspected spies were arrested one after another.
The Federation followed closely behind and began a new round of attacks on spies.
There was no doubt that both sides had discovered the same problem at the same time. That was, there seemed to be no secrets between them.
Regardless of whether the Guevra Emperor's roar would be heard again, the representatives of the Guevara People had arrived at the Federation and began a new round of negotiations and discussions.
Some civil groups and individuals spontaneously organized themselves to welcome these people. They thought that this was a sign of the everlasting friendship between the Federation and the Guevra.
If two powerful countries could be closely united, they would not be afraid of any challenges in the future. This was what the people wanted to see. It would make them feel more secure.
The two countries were obviously not on good terms, but at this time, the diplomatic distance between them was closer than any other country. This was very interesting.
Many people thought that this was a sign of peace, but they did not know that it was actually a sign of competition.
Only by thoroughly understanding one's opponent could one better defeat them!
At the same time, a group of military observers arrived at the front line of the Marillo River.
This also meant that the third battle was about to begin.
Perhaps it was because they felt the determination of Sanchez or the Federation, the chaotic situation in Marillo became slightly quieter. In particular, the warlords seemed to have the tendency to stop fighting.
Some of the main battlefields also began to enter a period of truce. It seemed that everyone's eyes were fixed on the southernmost part of Marillo.
Sanchez's next target was a city upstream of the river city. It was 220 kilometers away from them, and belonged to a mid-level warlord.
The plan that the Ministry of National Defence gave Sanchez was to take down at least six cities. This way, at least they would have some strategic depth. They would not have to wander around if they lost a city.
In other words, the Blackstone Security's order was only a third of the way through.
Before the battle, the reconnaissance team had already set off. The others were also preparing to leave at any time.
In the military camp, Ryan was already feeling much better. The self-healing ability of his internal organs was beyond his imagination. The wound on his stomach was still very painful, but his internal organs did not feel much pain anymore.
He refused the command center's order to transfer him back to the Federation. He wanted to do something that he could do now.
He did not know why, but he always felt that he owed the soldiers who had died something, even though he knew that their deaths had nothing to do with him.