"Mr. Lynch, have you read today's newspaper?"
In the carriage of the train, the sergeant suddenly asked a question. Lynch, who was reading, put down the book in his hand and looked at the sergeant, indicating for him to continue.
The sergeant sorted out his thoughts and asked the question that had puzzled him all morning. "The joint military exercise just ended, and Shep Shipbuilding announced the performance parameters of the Wave II submarine. Is this …"
He was a little hesitant. "Too arrogant?"
"What I mean is that if we have a new military equipment plan, we should hide it and not announce it like this. Anyone can see the important parameters if they buy a newspaper!"
He waved the newspaper in his hand. In addition to a somewhat vague design sketch, there were also very detailed submarine parameters.
For ordinary people, these parameters were just some numbers. They couldn't get anything valuable from these numbers.
However, for other countries' laboratories and institutions that specialized in military research, these data could not only reveal the current technological strength of the Federation in this area, but also provide a "light" for other countries.
For example, a certain framework intended to build a submarine that could travel underwater at a speed of ten knots, but the Federation announced that the performance was at twelve knots. A 20% performance difference was enough to crush them in terms of technology.
Then this country might redesign a new submarine that could not exceed the speed of the Federation's new submarine. Even if it couldn't surpass the speed, it wouldn't be too far behind.
This didn't seem to have much value or significance, but in fact, it avoided wasting money on military equipment that was inevitably outdated. It reduced the possibility of them causing losses.
The data released by the Federation would cause a shock on a global scale. People would use the Federation's data as a standard for the next batch of submarines.
This didn't benefit the Federation at all, so the sergeant didn't know why the Federation did this.
Before this, the Federation had never announced any relevant information. They weren't even willing to tell others the caliber of the army's rifle bullets. Now, they were revealing so much. It was hard to understand.
Lynch pursed his lips and took out a pack of cigarettes. The sergeant opened the window in the carriage for him.
The rolling wheels made a rhythmic clanging sound as they moved forward. The wind blew in from outside the window, carrying with it the scorching heat of summer. There was also a hint of the rotting smell of plants in the wilderness after being exposed to the sun.
He lit a cigarette and exhaled lightly. "We often say that the biggest difference between humans and animals is that we are intelligent creatures. In fact, there are many other intelligent creatures in nature."
"But why am I the ruler of this world and not other creatures? Do you know?"
The sergeant thought about it seriously. He graduated from high school and was considered to have an average level of education. He asked tentatively, "Is it because we know how to use tools?"
"This is just one of them. You might not know this, but humans are not the only intelligent animals that know how to use tools."
There are other factors. Think again. "
The sergeant talked about many differences between intelligent creatures and ordinary animals, but he did not get to the point that Lin Qi wanted to express. In the end, he gave up. "I don't know. It's too difficult."
. "" Not at all! "
Lynch laughed and said meaningfully, "Because humans lie …"
Lies were also one of the important driving forces of social development. From "we will live a better life" to "the capitalists will sympathize with us" to "we will never lie", human history was actually a lie, a development of lies.
And in this process, the role of lies was not simple.
When the first guy who said "I will think of a way" to comfort the other upright apes wanted to solve the problem of survival, he smashed a rock under his feet and cut his toe by the shards of the rock.
When he said "we will definitely win", he encouraged a group of upright apes to pounce on more ferocious animals with him to face an unknown fate. Sometimes, lies were not so easy to distinguish.
"We gave them a fake parameter and they have to develop according to the parameter we gave them. You may not know, but every little improvement in the parameter means a collective breakthrough in a field and related fields."
"More money, more social resources …" Lin Qi shook his head. The competition was very dangerous. The danger was that if someone wanted a sense of security, they had to keep up with the changes.
In order to not fall behind the others in terms of armaments, the whole country would focus its energy, financial resources, material resources, and talents on related fields and neglect the development of other aspects of society. This would create a distorted society.
The related industries would expand rapidly and occupy the living space of other industries. Due to policy reasons, they would wantonly annex other industries and form a deformed monster. In the end, they would drag the country into the abyss.
The Sergeant still didn't understand. "Mr. Lynch, if they … really develop a submarine that exceeds these parameters, how should we deal with it?"
Lynch glanced at the newspaper printed with the CEO of Shep Shipping and said with disdain, "They chose the wrong future!"
The submarine was indeed useful, but it was not invincible.
Now, people were madly researching the submarine because they didn't have a good countermeasure. Once anti-submarine aircraft appeared, the submarine's value would be greatly reduced.
According to the current depth of the submarine, anyone who observed it from 15 degrees above would definitely see its dark, ghost-like shadow slowly moving forward in the water.
As long as it was discovered, it could be attacked. Even if a deep water bomb or an alloy trawl couldn't destroy it, it could at least render it useless.
People were madly researching the submarine because they didn't have a good countermeasure to it. When Lynch's aircraft appeared, those people would regret it.
But then again, the birth of the aircraft and its use in war were not so simple. A lot of things were involved, not only in terms of technology, but also in terms of politics.
The train clanked loudly. No one knew what the man in the box in its stomach was planning. It only knew to eat and drink to its heart's content and then rush forward!
By the time Lynch returned to Bupenn, it was already past 11 o 'clock at night. The train that crossed half of the Federation was never on time.
There weren't many people in the station, but the lights were on. Now that the Gaffra delegation was still in the Federation, the many reporters accompanying them didn't follow them everywhere. In order to show the prosperity and freedom of the Federation, some public facilities in Bupenn had been delayed from turning off their lights.
For example, train stations, bus stations, and bus stations had to be lit up all night.
This was a face-saving project, but most taxpayers didn't have any objection to it.
It felt like a group of "rich aristocrats" had come to the Freedom Federation. If they didn't show off their strength, no one would feel at ease.
The lights in the station were bright as if it was daytime.
Some tramps and beggars secretly gathered here at this time. There were clean benches, a clean environment, and lights. Not only was it safer than spending the night in other places, but it was also more comfortable.
The key was that they could still do business here.
With a sizzling sound, a hot steam spurted out and melted away. A few hardworking tramps and beggars held up a "Help Me" sign and walked to the platform.
But this time, they didn't get what they wanted. A few men in black suddenly appeared and blocked their way.
Looking at the guys who almost had "I'm not to be trifled with" on their faces, the tramps wisely chose to retreat.
The Federation was a city of freedom and fairness, but those beautiful words only appeared in the dictionaries of the rich.
Lynch walked out of the car. His shiny leather shoes had been cleaned by the shoe boy before he got out of the car. For this, Lynch even gave him two dollars.
One of the dollars was the cost of cleaning the shoes, and the other was a tip. The shoe boy was so happy that snot bubbles came out of his nose.
A large group of people surrounded Lynch and the staff sergeant. The staff sergeant followed beside Lynch. He looked a lot fatter than before, but in fact, he was wearing a bulletproof vest. Now his job was simpler, which was to take a bullet for Lynch.
It didn't take long for the group to leave the station and go to the villa halfway up the mountain.
As soon as they got home, before they had time to take off their clothes, the phone in the corner rang.
"There's a mission for you …"
It was Mr. Trumann who spoke. Before Lynch arrived in Bupain, he already knew that Lynch would come back tonight, and he confirmed it again when Lynch entered the villa.
Lynch himself was also very clear about this kind of thing. He didn't feel any anger from being spied on. Almost all the big shots in the Federation had people spying on them.
But these people were definitely not spying on them to collect evidence or anything. On the contrary, they were helping them solve problems.
"What mission?"
He pressed his shoulder against the phone receiver, held the phone in his hand, and walked to the bar.
He took out a bottle of wine, took out a glass and some ice, and poured himself a glass.
"The president thinks that we shouldn't be too indifferent to the cultural delegation of Gaffra. You have a good relationship with Princess Genia, so some people think that you are very suitable to be a receptionist. You must satisfy them."
Lynch understood the meaning of his words. He raised his eyebrows and took a sip of the cool wine. The summer heat dissipated a lot. "Is this considered a sacrifice for the country?"
After about seven or eight seconds, the answer "yes" came from the receiver.
The corner of Lin Qi's mouth twitched. "Then, since I've completed the mission, will I be given a medal?"
"After all, I have also sacrificed for the country!"