Marvel's Reborn Mecha Empire

Two weeks later, at the factory of Hammer Industries. net

The mecha has been completed long ago, but General Ross gave up. After all, he is a serving general, and it is normal for him to have urgent missions.

Of course, this does not mean that March's work is over. In addition to General Ross, there is also a petty Justin to deal with.

In the large conference room, a young man from Ma Qi was explaining some technical applications related to the mecha project on the stage. A group of middle-aged, promising and even gray-haired engineers were listening attentively.

"Finally, I would like to add one more thing," Ma Qi cleared his throat, "Although this mecha project we have developed has no similar product reference before, I hope you will keep one thing in mind. Whether it is weapons or tools, it is simple and practical, and easy to mass produce. It should be pursued.”

"The Tiger tank is very powerful, but that's not what we want to do. I prefer the Soviet Union's T34..." March paused for a moment. He spoke so much that he forgot that this was the United States.

So he changed his words and added something so that these people would not have any resonance.

"I'm talking about the American Sherman tank. Its huge production volume and multiple modifications are enough to allow the products of this project to circulate on the market with the same exaggerated service life as them."

Justin was also listening in the audience, and he had a clear understanding of March's remarks. As a businessman, he must control costs and ensure orders. Obviously, March's statement coincided with him.

The level of first-class facilities of Hanmer Industry is only the first-class according to common sense, and it is far from the level where a high-input project can produce a baby Gada that will last for decades after it is made. 35xs

Even March's metaphor was a bit conservative in his opinion. What he wanted in his heart could not be compared to tens of thousands of tanks. After all, the most troublesome problem for arms dealers was always how to get one shot for every twelve people on average. The remaining eleven people besides the guns also took their guns.

The meeting ended and Justin walked up to Madge.

"Mr. March is really young and promising, and he actually knows so much." Justin, a businessman, flatters March without any pretense and is not annoying. If people in the world could be so straightforward, everyone would be much more relaxed.

"It's just a bit of family inheritance. This mecha project was first proposed by my grandfather, but he was limited by the limitations of the times..." Ma Qi suddenly stopped here. A trace of doubt appeared on his face, but it quickly dissipated. Dropped and continued to chat with Justin about business nonsense.

But there was a question in his heart.

Was Anton Vanke limited by the technological limitations of his time? With something like a mechanical symbiote in hand, the limitations of the times do not exist at all. And according to some information, Anton Vanke even used the symbiote to create a practical arc reactor that transcended the times.

In comparison, the prototype of the Crimson Mecha Project has the most troublesome power system solved, and structural problems cannot be a factor that hinders the completion of the project.

But Ma Qi remembered that he saw it in his grandfather's diary. What he wrote about the Crimson Mecha project was that it was subject to the times and did not come out. Subject to the times?

Could it be that this limitation of the times does not refer to technical aspects, but other issues? Ma Qi vaguely felt that this incident was directly related to the assassination of his grandfather.

"It's a pity that General Ross didn't arrive in time to see the mecha completed. Well, I want to say, can you let me sit on it and try it for myself now?" Justin rubbed his hands, eager to try, with a bit of "I'm sorry." " said with an expression.

March stopped thinking in his head and looked at Justin, who was eager to test drive for himself, and said.

"No, it doesn't work. This thing can't move now."

March's words made the smile on Justin's face stiffen, what did it mean.

"Can a car run without gasoline?" Madge said to Justin. "Kriel, bring this stuff."

Creel came over carrying a box. Logically speaking, March asked Creel to take this box from the warehouse. The logo of Hammer Industries on it left Justin speechless.

Open the box, and inside it is a twelve-inch pizza-sized arc reactor.

"If you want to make this big guy move, you can't do it without this." March said, "It's just a pity that this thing is too difficult based on the technical level of Hammer Industries."

"Are you kidding? I have first-class equipment..." Justin realized something was wrong now, and his attitude changed decisively.

"This thing is equivalent to the thing in Stark Industrial Center reduced to this size. Do you think Hammer Industries can handle it? If you can build a prototype like the arc reactor, and Hammer Industries has this Ability." March sealed Justin's mouth with one sentence.

"I won't hide it from you. Even I, who understand the manufacturing principles, didn't rely on equipment to create it." When Madge said this, he controlled the symbiote in his hand to form various shapes, and Justin looked vaguely... Take two steps back.

"Of course, our cooperation has been very pleasant in the past month and a half, so we can adopt a transaction method for this product that you will never suffer a loss." March said, "I don't need you to provide me with money. , I will tell you the raw materials needed, and if you send the raw materials, I will naturally give you the corresponding number of reactor components."

"Don't want money? Want raw materials?" Justin was confused. What kind of operation is this? In his opinion, it was nothing.

"Yes, that's right, just give me the materials. You have to know that what I provide you is not a battery, but a generator. You can continue to use it by replacing the palladium fuel." Ma Qi said, "How about it? Do you accept this kind of deal that may not lead to long-term cooperation?"

"Deal!" Justin agreed after only a brief thought, "But I require you to deliver no less than this amount of reactor parts at one time."

Justin held out a finger, but Madge didn't understand what it meant.

"I'm not very good at guessing riddles. If you have anything to say, just say it." March motioned to Justin to stop playing riddles.

"One hundred."

"You are dreaming."

Justin frowned because he found Madge looking at him as if he were a fool.

"I can make it, do you dare to accept it?" March looked at Justin with disdain, "Do you know what it means to sell a hundred units at a time? We are trading nuclear weapons while talking and laughing?"

Justin didn't understand how this matter got involved in the nuclear weapons deal.

"Brother, although this thing is very magical and mysterious as an energy core, in terms of its essence that we can clearly explore, it still belongs to the technical categories of nuclear fission and nuclear fusion. What is the concept of a hundred units? We are trading one in New York City. A nuclear bomb?"

"Of course, if you can handle legal approvals with your hands and eyes, I have no problem with it. If you work overtime to make a batch, I will be a little more tired at most." Ma Qi left an appropriate step for the other party, "My My suggestion is that you should come to me to order as many reactors as you have orders for mechas, and I will provide the corresponding model and quantity based on the quantity and date of shipment."

Justin thought about it for a while. He really wanted to eat a fat man in one bite, but he also knew that this was unrealistic. After thinking for a few minutes, he finally agreed with Madge's statement.

But in his heart, he had the idea of ​​​​finding a way to get the production reactor. Just because his family can't do it doesn't mean that others can't do it either. He still has some "reliable" partners that he can win over.