blackstone code

Chapter 1646 Persuasion and decision

Lynch gave the professor a job that he couldn't handle. Just as he was about to refuse, Lynch waved his hand and didn't let him continue.

"I will not give you a time limit for this entrustment. As long as there are phased results in terms of funds, I will continue to add more."

"That's why I hope you can come out. You can do it alone or work for me. And once you succeed, have you considered it?"

Lynch looked at him with calm eyes, but there seemed to be some sparkle hidden in the depths of his eyes!
"You will gain considerable wealth, high prestige, and a social status that ordinary people can't match!"

"Your words and deeds have an important guiding role in the field of cutting-edge science. You will be written in textbooks, and you will become an idol admired by many young scholars!"

"Whatever you want, you can get it here!"

The tone was very calm, without any waves, but it made the professor's blood boil!
He moved his buttocks, changed his sitting position, and covered the brilliance in his eyes when he lifted his cup and lowered his head to drink water.

After a while, he raised his head, put down the cup in his hand, and asked Lynch a question, "Why me?"

"There are many experts who are better and more famous than me, why is it me?"

This is also a question that puzzles him now. If it is an entrustment of hundreds of thousands or one million, he thinks there is no problem.

At any rate, I am a person who does well in this field, and as a university professor, I can have academic exchanges with other experts and professors if I have nothing to do. It is true that I can't talk about the top in this field, but I don't have much distance from the top.

Now he even used this research on the miniaturization of electronic components to successfully squeeze into the circle of barely top scientists.

But Lynch actually wants to invest 2000 million in him, he doesn't quite understand.

With the 2000 million spent, how many top scientists cannot be hired?

Hearing that there are so many research funds, scientists with the same or some of the same research topics will come here!
But what about yourself?

This has become the problem that bothers him the most!
Lynch seemed indifferent, "Because you are a scientist, your knowledge and understanding of this field is at least better than mine."

"In fact, you should be very clear that the 2000 million first-stage research funds can already attract many top scientists to join, no matter who is in charge of this project."

"But compared to using some strangers, I believe our previous cooperation was pleasant, and we have no reason to hurt each other."

"Since anyone can be this person, why don't I find someone I know well?"

Lynch was very straightforward and sincere, "I will give you a high salary, and you will be in charge of the R&D and coordination work. You won't be given the patent rights, but I can give you some commercial benefits."

"One percent..." He tilted his head and thought for a while, "...Two percent, don't think it's too little, if you know a little about flight research."

The professor was moved. Of course he knew about the Institute of Flight Research. In the eyes of some physicists, it is a holy place!
Although the research results have nothing to do with them, they can get dividends of the commercial value of the research results, and the dividends of hundreds of thousands, tens of millions, and tens of millions can make many people drool!

This time, it is said that the dividends from just two large orders exceeded [-] million!
Heck!

When did capitalists become so generous?

Even if the Flight Research Institute currently has a lot of staff, but if [-] million is spent, even if it is the lowest research institute, it is no problem to divide it into tens of thousands, right?

If my own research can achieve such successful commercial results...

The professor's breath became a little short of breath, and his personal dividends would be several million, or even tens of millions.

It's done!

He gritted his teeth, his face flushed a little, "I promise..."

This incident once again proved a truth——

Money works great!
After the professor left Lynch, he didn't go back to York State directly, but started his on-site poaching work.

As the center of federal finance, politics and culture, Bupain also has many laboratories and many top scientists.

The professor took the business card he got from the exchange meeting and began to visit those top scientists one by one.

Mad's 2000 million first-stage budget, coupled with his understanding of this industry, he is not worried about those top scientists not agreeing!

As long as you give them some extra project declaration ratio, it is impossible for them not to agree!

Many scientists actually do this. While helping capitalists with research projects, they use the capitalists’ money to complete the theory and practice of their own research direction.

This is actually a bit of a violation, because when the funds are declared, the funds are counted in the entrusted projects.

But it doesn't matter now, the professor will talk to them frankly, he won't mind these people doing their own research, and he won't mind if they use project funds, as long as they can come...

Some people have said that only capitalists understand capitalists best. In fact, this sentence can also be applied to scientists. In fields that Lynch does not understand, a storm of poaching people is gradually forming.

He doesn't feel it, and he doesn't care. Since he has explained the matter, as long as he holds on to the money bag firmly, he doesn't worry about anyone making small moves.

Now that the laboratory has been established, he must send an accountant!
At this time, the attention of the entire Federation was focused on the decisive battle in Senas City. After several days of bombing and shelling, the last defense of the city was completely disintegrated. Next, the Federation Army will face a situation that is actually not very suitable situation.

A large number of rebels remained in the city, and the policy of not taking prisoners completely wiped out the last hope of these people. They all became crazy and fearless of death.

This would cause great casualties to the soldiers of the Union, and the infantry encountered great resistance on the first day they entered the city.

These resistances are not the kind of resistance forces with command, they are purely fighting on their own. In addition, the rebels no longer care about casualties, and the casualties of the Federal Army have begun to increase again.

In the headquarters, the lieutenant general looked at the city for a long time and did not come back to his senses.

There was a bit of drunkenness in his eyes. He had been drinking for the past few days. The colonel and adjutant had persuaded him many times, but nothing good happened.

The colonel and adjutant don't know what happened, but let the lieutenant general be so... decadent!
Yes, decadent, he couldn't find any other words to describe His Excellency Lieutenant General, only decadent.

He doesn't seem to care much about anything anymore, and he often drinks alcohol to numb himself. He doesn't look like the commander-in-chief of the entire Mariello army at all, not at all!
After a while, the gunshots gradually subsided, and the sky completely darkened. Only the occasional gunshots reminded everyone that this is still a war zone.

The cleanup of the city can only be done by infantry. After breaking through the defenses on the outskirts of the city, entering the link of street fighting, it is not so suitable for lighting flares.

Because the federal army is in the open, lighting up the sky can only be said to facilitate the rebels to find themselves in the dark.

Every time they cleared out a piece of land, they occupied it and pressed forward step by step, compressing the living space of the rebel army.

After a day of fighting, the soldiers were finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

Soon the information about the battle was gathered to the Lieutenant General, but he didn't see it, so he directly threw the report to his colonel and adjutant, asking him to read the contents of the report.

The colonel and adjutant spoke very clearly, letting the lieutenant general understand the situation on the battlefield bit by bit.

"Today we sacrificed more than 170 people, and about [-] people were injured..."

Your Excellency the Lieutenant General frowned, "So many casualties?"

The colonel's adjutant did have some understanding. He explained it, but it was actually the old Mariro people's way.

But it's the same old routine, and the effect is amazing!
They set up various traps in various places, such as attaching a grenade behind the door of the building, and then jumping out through other windows.

To clear buildings, soldiers detonate grenades the instant they push open doors.

Situations like this can be seen everywhere, and the casualties would have been even greater if the Federal Army hadn't been armed to the teeth.

His Excellency the lieutenant general remained silent, and the colonel and adjutant continued to read.

In short, today's results are far worse than before.

It has been bombarded by planes and cannons indiscriminately before, and what they had to deal with at that time were some places with clear targets.

For example, artillery positions, such as air defense positions, such as some obvious fortifications.

These things can't run, just waiting to be bombed.

But now their goal has changed from "non-animals" to a living force. Humans can fucking run and play tricks. It is obviously not so easy to deal with.

Even if the saturation bombing of this area continues, it is inevitable that some rebels will survive. After all, there are at least some bunkers here, some sewers and so on.

The request of the Ministry of National Defense and His Excellency the President is that no one will be left behind, so people must be sent directly to the battlefield!

As long as there is a war, there will be casualties.

Until the end, the Lieutenant General didn't say anything, but told the Colonel and Adjutant to go to bed early.

And he himself stayed up all night.

It wasn't until after six o'clock the next morning that I sat up and fell asleep for a while.

At eight o'clock, the sun rose, and he woke up.

"Let the people from Heishi come over..."

He was not talking about the people from Blackstone Security, but the people from Blackstone Aviation.

Not long after, a company representative appeared in front of His Excellency the Lieutenant General.

The Federation is a purely capitalist society, and war is also inseparable from the help of capital. The people of Blackstone Aviation participate in logistics, in fact, to provide support for aircraft and bombs.

Maintenance assurance, and supply assurance.

Of course, if there is a line of fire order on the battlefield, it is also possible.

At this moment, there were only the two of them in this room, which made the company representative a little confused, but he suppressed his confusion and stood by the door without taking the initiative to say anything.

Your Excellency the Lieutenant General stared at him for a while before saying, "Someone send some special bombs over..."

(End of this chapter)