Counterfeit Hero

When the spaceship entered the democratic power fortress and the generals filed out, everyone frowned and seemed distracted. He didn't even care that he was naked and only wearing underwear.

Everyone was chewing Matt's words carefully.

Matt is the president of the third largest arms company in the human world, and he is as rich as anyone in the world. His professional knowledge in military violence techniques is by no means comparable to that of ordinary people.

His evaluation of this new type of space carrier and those bandit warships equipped with strange collision angles can almost be regarded as a conclusion!

If Martin Company has spent countless funds and manpower and spent several years yet to design a space carrier, in this end of the world, the space carrier is just breaking copper and making iron, then the current Gods-class aircraft carrier , so what? !

Shock and questions made everyone look forward to the upcoming exercise.

In the crowd, Matt walked beside the fat man. As he walked, he glanced at the fat man's underwear from time to time, half-smiling.

"Have you never seen such beautiful underwear?" The fat man bit his cigar and puffed out smoke from his nose with an unhappy look on his face.

"Well, Fatty, I'm thinking about it," Mamochi suggested seriously: "Our apocalypse has not yet seen a mascot. How about we just use your elephant?!"

Hearing Matt's teasing, the generals on the side all snickered. The cartoon elephant on the fat man's underwear is sitting on the ground, holding two balls with its forelimbs, raising its long trunk and spraying water. It is so classic and cute.

"This one?" The fat man looked at Matt suspiciously, then looked down at his underwear: "Are you talking about the one on the inside or the one on the outside?"

With a puff, Roxani, who was walking next to her, was the first to burst into laughter. Margaret gave the fat man a hard squeeze, while An Lei and Fang Xiang, who were holding hands, bit their lips and held back their laughter. His face was red.

Even with their understanding of Fatty, they couldn't stand Fatty's messed up thinking.

This guy's brain is simply not a normal human brain!

"This" Matt was speechless. He really didn't have the courage to talk about the one inside. He said dejectedly: "The one outside is very good." It's very good. "

"The one inside is pretty good too." Fatty introduced happily, just like a child introducing his precious toy to an adult.

Matt turned his head, avoiding the fat man's pure and expectant gaze.

He was afraid the bastard would pull his underwear open.

Then he forced himself to print it on the beautiful ship body of the apocalypse. That would take his life away from him who regards the end of the world as a treasure.

"Mr. Matt," Margaret quickly changed the subject: "Why are you here this time?"

"Doomsday is the treasure of our Meteor Company." When Matt mentioned the battleship, his face lit up: "This is the first batch of battleships we delivered. The time is too tight. It was completely built and then rolled off the assembly line and drove here to participate in the exercise. You said How could I not be there in person?”

He said to the fat man: "Coming with me are three very large engineering ships from Popular Company, more than 6,000 mechanics and engineers, and more than 4,000 engineering mechas. If there are any problems with the warships, we can all be there in time." solve."

"How could there be a problem?" The fat man waved his hand confidently, and the flesh on his body rippled.

The reason for this is that the construction of modern warships has already been fully mechanized. Every process will be accurately calculated by the computer. The error of the main structure of the entire ship does not exceed one nanometer, not to mention other precision systems.

When all materials enter the shipbuilding platform, they must pass a series of tests such as strength, purity, compression and shear resistance, diameter and weight, etc.

In other words, as long as there are no problems with the design drawings, there will be no problems during construction. This is true even for small shipyards, let alone a powerful super arms company like Meteor Company.

Will there be any problems with the drawings? It's obviously difficult. Because the entire set of drawings are the work of a little kid.

Whether it is the technology in Boswell's hands, the technology in the Freeport Research Department, or Fatty's split technology, with the little kid's perfection, it can only be described as impeccable.

Warships built in this way will all make mistakes, which is simply unreasonable.

In fact, Fatty can completely understand Matt's mood. From the moment he decided to name the new aircraft carrier, Doomsday, Mamochi had poured all his efforts into the construction of Doomsday.

That is his biological son!

No parent wants to miss the chance to see their hard-earned child prepare for his first game in life. What's more, it's Matt who has been holding back his anger for more than ten years.

What could be more exciting than shocking hundreds of Feiyang's most outstanding generals?

This old man is just waiting for the day when he will be proud of himself in the end of the world!

The fortress' spacious dock platform was already overcrowded.

The guards in charge of the alert, the fortress officer corps and the neat queue of soldiers who greeted the ship crowded the No. 1 berth where the spacecraft was parked. When the hatch of the spaceship and battleship opened, the warm atmosphere was heightened to the extreme by the sound of military music and everyone's expectations.

However, when a group of generals sauntered off the steps, the whole world, like a duck with its neck tightly strangled by hands, suddenly became silent.

The officers and soldiers of the fortress stood there blankly.

In front of them, the generals who were expected to be neatly dressed and tall, were now walking out one after another with their naked bodies and two hairy thighs.

The skinny General Fries, the burly Lieutenant General Michel, the standard-sized General Medina..."

If it weren't for the looks of these famous generals, they would already be extremely familiar. Everyone may even think that what is parked in front of them is a refugee ship that has been robbed, or a mental hospital medical ship that has gone to the wrong place!

Staring ahead, the soldiers with serious and resolute faces had completely forgotten the discipline that had been engraved in their bones, and their pupils followed the movements of a group of light pig generals.

The officers, who were looking forward to the scene with smiles on their faces, all had their mouths wide open and their expressions were dull.

Some people were rubbing their eyes.

Some are wary of their dropping jaws.

The senior generals of the fortress standing at the front of the officer corps looked at each other in disbelief, unable to believe what they were seeing.

Are you crazy, or is the world crazy? !

Is this the first scene of this highest-level military exchange conference?

Is this a military exchange conference or an unobstructed conference?

People watched stupidly as more than a hundred generals wearing only underwear walked out of the spaceship as if no one else was watching and walked to the waiting fortress commander, chief of staff and other senior generals. Staring at the fortress generals with evil eyes.

A fat man wearing elephant underwear came out, shook hands with the stiff-faced fortress commander enthusiastically and said, "The weather is extremely hot. Otherwise, everyone should take off their clothes."

I’m in Xichang and will return to Chengdu tomorrow. I expect things will be back to normal the day after tomorrow. Although this chapter only has two thousand words, we haven’t finished it yet, right? Otherwise, everyone will vote!

To be continued

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