A knife at the beginning almost killed the apocalypse

Although the safety factor of the car is very high, it raises another problem.

That's what someone mentioned before, what if there are crazy criminals driving such combat cars to commit crimes?

Especially those speeding cars, the police can't catch them.

In response to this problem, Uncle Li went directly to Sanying and asked the three old men for a solution.

Boss Cao took out something like a remote control and handed it to Uncle Li.

"This is the control key of the flying car. All flying cars exported to China have a number entered here. As long as this is connected to the computer, you can control the flying range of the flying car, and you can also stop the flying car at any time. In the future, whenever There are new speed cars, you can all enter the numbers here."

Uncle Li's eyes lit up, and he quickly took it over and exclaimed: "What a good thing. Send this thing to the transportation headquarters, and you won't have to worry about those speeding car bastards in the future."

This thing is naturally used to prevent accidents. Under normal circumstances, the transportation department will not interfere with the driving of the car owner.

In addition, you can also use this to set the flying range of the speeding car. It is definitely prohibited to fly outside the country.

"What about the ones that can't fly?"

Boss Cao smiled and said: "Of course you have to puncture the tires or force the car to stop, and then find a professional unlocker to open the door."

"I see, then that's no problem. By the way, how much is the output of the first batch of special steel? Can you give us some distribution?"

Uncle Li has been thinking about the steel factory. The steel produced there has a higher defense level than that of armored vehicles. Naturally, he wants to get a batch to go back to build armored vehicles.

The most important thing was the steel that was fused with flying substances, and he was very greedy.

If this factory opened in China, he would have had a hundred ways to make Yuanchu hand over the initiative honestly, but it was a pity that he let the little naughty guy run away.

Boss Cao shook his head, "No, the first batch was used by that boy in the early Yuan Dynasty to build airplanes, and he didn't leave any of them for me."

"What the hell? Isn't there a flying iron? Does he still need to build an airplane?"

"It's not civil aviation, but fighter jets. He plans to build 100,000 fighter jets, so he has to take care of the first few batches of materials."

"What did you say? One hundred thousand fighter jets!" Uncle Li was startled and felt bad all over.

"Why does that kid need so many fighter jets? One of them has destroyed the ink pad. If he gets another 100,000 of them, is he going to fight aliens?"

Boss Cao shrugged, "I don't know either. If you really want to know the situation, you have to ask him."

Uncle Li thought it made sense, so he still wanted to go to Yuan Chu and ask for clarification. If possible, it shouldn't be a big problem if he comes out evenly, right?

So he flew to Yuanchu's villa in a commercial combat vehicle. When he saw Yuanchu, he was not polite and asked straight to the point: "I heard that you are planning to build 100,000 fighter jets. Are they as powerful as your car?"

Yuan Chu was slightly startled, but he didn't hide it.

"The performance is the same, but mine is the commander, and the others are juniors at the next level."

"Is this still possible?"

Of course Uncle Li understood the meaning of Yuanchu's words. Those fighter jets were under his control and others could not take them away.

"Young man, let's discuss something. Do you think it's okay if we invest a little more and produce more evenly for us?"

Yuanchu glanced at him and felt a little speechless.

"Old man, you are not being honest. The Yuanlong-class fighter is my most powerful combat weapon at present, how can I give it to you?"

Uncle Li smiled awkwardly,

"It's true, or it can be a little worse. The one from the last military parade is pretty good. It's twice the size of your fighter jet, and its combat effectiveness should be much worse. How about selling me a batch? The price is negotiable.”

"That kind of thing..."

That kind of fighter was produced nearly a hundred years ago, the first-generation Yuanlong.

Compared with the current Yuanlong, it is not on the market at all. The only thing that can be used is cold nuclear power.

"One billion is enough, even one cent less will not matter."

Snapped!

Uncle Li slammed the table excitedly.

"Deal, I want a hundred!"

Yuan Chu rolled his eyes at him, "Made, it's cheap!"

"It's really rich, but it's a pity that I only have fifty first-generation Yuanlong fighter jets."

After all, it is an obsolete product, produced by Fourth Master's factory with some leftover materials, so it is not valuable.

What's more, the most critical ammunition was not sold to him. The difference between the ammunition produced on Earth and the one produced by Qingyan was not even a little bit different.

"Okay, fifty, fifty!"

Uncle Li was overjoyed and quickly signed the transaction contract, fearing that Yuan Chu would regret it.

He has long been envious of those fighter jets, but they are much better than those two stealth fighter jets, and he can easily fight against them.

So at the Tauro Island military base, the imperial soldiers taught the Chinese Air Force how to fly these Yuandai.

In fact, it is very simple. As long as the driver gives instructions, the AI ​​will control it intelligently.

However, they must also be taught manual control to avoid trouble when the electronics fail sometimes.

Watching fifty fighter jets flying north, Uncle Li felt physically and mentally comfortable.

But something suddenly occurred to him, and he asked Yuan Chu: "I said, you are still secretly controlling these fighter jets, are you?"

Yuanchu smiled and said: "How is it possible? I am an honest businessman. I have already set them free when the transaction is completed."

"Then how do we control them? What if a traitor flies a fighter jet and surrenders to the enemy?"

This kind of thing has never happened before, so Uncle Li is very vigilant.

Yuanchu took out something like a USB flash drive and handed it to him.

"The control rights of those fighter jets are all here. If anything goes wrong, you can control them to fly back from the terminal."

"good!"

Uncle Li was so happy. With this thing, he didn't have to be afraid even if a traitor was found.

"By the way, I heard that you were doing some limb grafting experiments recently. What was the result?"

Yuan Chu raised his eyebrows,

"You are quite well informed."

"Haha, you didn't block the news tightly. I know it's not normal."

"That's right. This matter is not a secret in the first place. It does happen. The specific effect will not be known until half a month later. But what is certain is that the grafted limbs will definitely not be as good as the original ones."

"Oh, that's a pity, but it's better than being disabled for the rest of your life. If the experiment succeeds, you will be famous in history."

Uncle Li showed a meaningful smile.

This young man has committed so many crimes recently, and he really should do more good deeds, otherwise he might have to sleep with his eyes open at night.

"Famous in history? I hope so."

In the early Yuan Dynasty, I looked at the sky and felt powerless.

Five million elite aliens are attacking the earth. It is not certain whether they can hold it by then. It is too early to talk about being remembered in history.

"Okay, I'm going back. I'm afraid those bastards will scratch my fighter jet."

Uncle Li happily got into the business combat vehicle and flew away.