Chapter 877
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"Plane!"
In the crowded conference room, Mr. Truman's voice seemed to be the only master. His fingers poked hard at the edge of the table, and the sound hit people's chest, making people feel an invisible power.
He repeated, "Lynch's plane!"
Then he began to explain, "the management of staff sergeant Blackstone told me that if they were in trouble, they could ask me for help. At first, I didn't understand what I could do in this matter."
"But just now, when Mr. President said that we could not conduct effective search on the sea, I suddenly thought of the problem to be solved."
"That's the plane!"
The president was a little surprised that he had played a key role in this. I actually reminded him what to do!
Suddenly he felt that Mr. Truman was really a trustworthy person, a trustworthy person and a person worthy of.
He's a good man anyway.
"I won't tell you whether the planet under our feet is square or round. The aircraft can let us see a wider range at a higher position, and its technology has matured."
"I heard that with additional fuel tanks, we can fly nearly a thousand kilometers, which is enough to send back important information for us."
"And its speed is faster. There is no need to consider the impact of reefs and ocean currents on the speed. It is not only developed for the investigation of submarines, but also born for the investigation in various environments!"
The president put his hands behind Mr Truman and clenched them into fists. Now he can get through this fucking danger. Great!
Of course, he didn't show it, but nodded calmly, which is in line with his images of "wise man" and "elder", although the former has nothing to do with him.
After solving the huge crisis, at least there is great hope to solve this huge crisis, Mr. President's acting talent is reflected again.
He followed the gap between Mr. Truman's words and interposed a word to reflect his status and value, "then we need to..."
Mr Truman knew the president very well. If he didn't know this person, he wouldn't be his staff. He knew what the president wanted and gave it to him immediately. "We should go to Lynch's Research Institute now and ask them if the plane is ready."
The president nodded with satisfaction and reserve, "so, ladies and gentlemen, what are we waiting for here?"
A boat of rich people are missing. Some are staring at those rich people, some are staring at the police or the military, but others are staring at the president.
When the president came out with a large group of staff from the presidential palace, they subconsciously followed him closely.
Before long, they came to the Institute near the warning area on the outskirts of buppen.
The chief engineer of the Institute has been waiting here for a long time. If the president's assistant hadn't called him, he wouldn't even know that Mr. Lynch disappeared with a ship.
I also know the purpose of their coming here.
"We've met!" the president looked serious and shook hands with the chief engineer. There were media reporters around him. At this time, he couldn't show that he was not nervous, which would bring him trouble.
He showed that his father, who had been dead for many years, climbed out of the grave and got on the boat, "let's skip those meaningless greetings. Is the plane ready?"
The chief engineer nodded nervously and took the president and a large group of people behind the Institute.
Behind the Institute is the factory, which has begun to work.
In fact, the technical difficulty of aircraft production now mainly lies in the engine, not in the fuselage.
For example, for an all aluminum alloy fuselage, as long as there are enough metal raw materials and then molded, it doesn't matter if it's even a little rough, and it doesn't matter if it can't be polished.
Planes with wood covered with sheepskin can fly into the sky. This all aluminum alloy plane is very good, almost perfect.
The real technical difficulty of the aircraft lies in the aircraft engine. So far, they have built a total of six while debugging the production line and running in the production. With the first two test models, there are eight in total.
"Too little!" the president was very disappointed after listening to only eight stations. "Is there any way to speed up production?"
If the emperor of gevlar asked their businessmen about this question, even if they went bankrupt and borrowed money, they must complete the task.
But in the Federation, the situation is different.
The chief engineer played a little clever, "we have no money."
The president was stunned and looked blankly at Mr. Truman. Now he only believes in this man.
Mr Truman coughed softly. "Congress is still reviewing the budget, so there is no appropriation yet..."
Yes!
No money to make a sacrifice?
"These bureaucrats!" the president clenched his teeth and seemed to complain. It happened to be caught by those reporters. They just thought it would be a news.
Only Mr. Truman knows that on the one hand, the president is sharing the pressure on himself - it's not my fault that the plane can't fly, it's the lack of funding by those senators in Congress, and I'm not fully responsible.
On the other hand, it is also laying the groundwork for future political transactions and compromises - look at the bad things you did last time. I can not trouble you, but do you have to show it?
Some people are born for a certain position!
He turned his head and looked directly at the cameras, but what he really wanted to ask was Mr. Truman, "I remember as president, I have the right to use my privilege to pass some budget proposals first at special times, right?"
The latter nodded and said, "call them immediately and ask them to allocate funds. I want more planes to appear in the western ocean faster!"
What a dutiful Mr. President, his noble sentiments are amazing.
The two eyebrows of the chief engineer's smile fell to both sides. In fact, this was his own idea. Lynch could still lose this money. He was just worried that if Congress did not allocate funds, they would not get dividends.
Lynch buys his own things instead of buying them. He has no share in building the plane and taking it away. He has to be wary of capitalists, doesn't he?
With this funding guarantee, the chief engineer immediately promised to go all out to complete the engine manufacturing process.
At the same time, under people's attention, eight planes stopped on the runway in turn.
Just
"Will there be an accident?", Mr. President looked at several workers still processing the landing gear of an aircraft, and he suddenly became a little worried.
Mr Truman comforted, "don't worry, they won't joke with us with their lives!"
Under the gaze of many multimedia and camera lenses, eight planes took off successfully in turn amid people's screams, and quickly headed for the west coast.
"Gentlemen, in only four hours, our plane will arrive at the military base on the west coast and start looking for the missing ship."
"If it hadn't sunk, we would have found its trace..."
A group of reporters crowded over. They realized that this would be an aircraft that would change the pattern of the world.
The plane is no longer a suicide toy that can't land when it flies. It really wants to conquer the sky!
At this moment, Lynch, who is being speculated by the chief engineer whether he sank with the cruise ship, is looking at the unexpected situation not far away.
Not everyone can calm down when they know they may be in big trouble. It's not a good time to jump out and find out everything.
Just like now, a young man in his twenties with a tender face stood on the second floor deck with a red face and asked the chief officer loudly.
He couldn't stand the terrible pressure now. He made it clear. He first asked to see the captain and then asked the captain to come to the second deck.
How is this possible?
The situation on the ship is so complicated now. What if there are assassins?
The captain hasn't appeared in public these days just to avoid being assassinated - it sounds meaningless, but it's actually very valuable.
The benefits of assassinating the captain are very high.
The captain sent the first mate to solve the trouble, but the young man was still nervous. He directly pointed out what he thought, and asked the first mate to let the ship land and let them get off the ship immediately.
This is stupid.
The older people haven't made any comments up to now, not because they are timid, but because they know it's stupid to do so.
First of all, it is unrealistic to land, not to mention whether the captain will land, but which side to lean on now has become a problem.
The captain can only roughly determine what range he is in on the chart. He can't guarantee that his judgment is right. The navigation instruments are abandoned and only the North compass is used.
Who knows if these things have been tampered with by those lurking on the ship?
Secondly, the atmosphere on the ship is indeed very depressed. If someone can take the initiative to jump out, it will become an outlet for people's emotions.
Seeing the fool yelling at the chief officer and even slapping the chief officer, Lynch knew that this guy would not have a good life.
The captain and don't dare offend all the rich at any time, but if offending one person can make others relax a little, it's obviously worth it.
Without hesitation, the chief officer kicked the young man in the stomach, kicked him back, hit the wall, and then fell heavily to the ground.
He covered his stomach, pale and painful, but the chief mate didn't care. He walked over and kicked his head. He lay on the ground, hugged his head, cried and shouted that he wouldn't dare again next time.
Subsequently, the crew dragged the young man away without giving him a chance to go back, but dragged him into the third or even fourth deck.
Not long after, Lynch's exclusive manager appeared outside Lynch's cabin.
-
① : sacrifice 8: a board game term. Offering sacrifices to the eight main gods requires enough sacrifices, which is often described as much at once.
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"Plane!"
In the crowded conference room, Mr. Truman's voice seemed to be the only master. His fingers poked hard at the edge of the table, and the sound hit people's chest, making people feel an invisible power.
He repeated, "Lynch's plane!"
Then he began to explain, "the management of staff sergeant Blackstone told me that if they were in trouble, they could ask me for help. At first, I didn't understand what I could do in this matter."
"But just now, when Mr. President said that we could not conduct effective search on the sea, I suddenly thought of the problem to be solved."
"That's the plane!"
The president was a little surprised that he had played a key role in this. I actually reminded him what to do!
Suddenly he felt that Mr. Truman was really a trustworthy person, a trustworthy person and a person worthy of.
He's a good man anyway.
"I won't tell you whether the planet under our feet is square or round. The aircraft can let us see a wider range at a higher position, and its technology has matured."
"I heard that with additional fuel tanks, we can fly nearly a thousand kilometers, which is enough to send back important information for us."
"And its speed is faster. There is no need to consider the impact of reefs and ocean currents on the speed. It is not only developed for the investigation of submarines, but also born for the investigation in various environments!"
The president put his hands behind Mr Truman and clenched them into fists. Now he can get through this fucking danger. Great!
Of course, he didn't show it, but nodded calmly, which is in line with his images of "wise man" and "elder", although the former has nothing to do with him.
After solving the huge crisis, at least there is great hope to solve this huge crisis, Mr. President's acting talent is reflected again.
He followed the gap between Mr. Truman's words and interposed a word to reflect his status and value, "then we need to..."
Mr Truman knew the president very well. If he didn't know this person, he wouldn't be his staff. He knew what the president wanted and gave it to him immediately. "We should go to Lynch's Research Institute now and ask them if the plane is ready."
The president nodded with satisfaction and reserve, "so, ladies and gentlemen, what are we waiting for here?"
A boat of rich people are missing. Some are staring at those rich people, some are staring at the police or the military, but others are staring at the president.
When the president came out with a large group of staff from the presidential palace, they subconsciously followed him closely.
Before long, they came to the Institute near the warning area on the outskirts of buppen.
The chief engineer of the Institute has been waiting here for a long time. If the president's assistant hadn't called him, he wouldn't even know that Mr. Lynch disappeared with a ship.
I also know the purpose of their coming here.
"We've met!" the president looked serious and shook hands with the chief engineer. There were media reporters around him. At this time, he couldn't show that he was not nervous, which would bring him trouble.
He showed that his father, who had been dead for many years, climbed out of the grave and got on the boat, "let's skip those meaningless greetings. Is the plane ready?"
The chief engineer nodded nervously and took the president and a large group of people behind the Institute.
Behind the Institute is the factory, which has begun to work.
In fact, the technical difficulty of aircraft production now mainly lies in the engine, not in the fuselage.
For example, for an all aluminum alloy fuselage, as long as there are enough metal raw materials and then molded, it doesn't matter if it's even a little rough, and it doesn't matter if it can't be polished.
Planes with wood covered with sheepskin can fly into the sky. This all aluminum alloy plane is very good, almost perfect.
The real technical difficulty of the aircraft lies in the aircraft engine. So far, they have built a total of six while debugging the production line and running in the production. With the first two test models, there are eight in total.
"Too little!" the president was very disappointed after listening to only eight stations. "Is there any way to speed up production?"
If the emperor of gevlar asked their businessmen about this question, even if they went bankrupt and borrowed money, they must complete the task.
But in the Federation, the situation is different.
The chief engineer played a little clever, "we have no money."
The president was stunned and looked blankly at Mr. Truman. Now he only believes in this man.
Mr Truman coughed softly. "Congress is still reviewing the budget, so there is no appropriation yet..."
Yes!
No money to make a sacrifice?
"These bureaucrats!" the president clenched his teeth and seemed to complain. It happened to be caught by those reporters. They just thought it would be a news.
Only Mr. Truman knows that on the one hand, the president is sharing the pressure on himself - it's not my fault that the plane can't fly, it's the lack of funding by those senators in Congress, and I'm not fully responsible.
On the other hand, it is also laying the groundwork for future political transactions and compromises - look at the bad things you did last time. I can not trouble you, but do you have to show it?
Some people are born for a certain position!
He turned his head and looked directly at the cameras, but what he really wanted to ask was Mr. Truman, "I remember as president, I have the right to use my privilege to pass some budget proposals first at special times, right?"
The latter nodded and said, "call them immediately and ask them to allocate funds. I want more planes to appear in the western ocean faster!"
What a dutiful Mr. President, his noble sentiments are amazing.
The two eyebrows of the chief engineer's smile fell to both sides. In fact, this was his own idea. Lynch could still lose this money. He was just worried that if Congress did not allocate funds, they would not get dividends.
Lynch buys his own things instead of buying them. He has no share in building the plane and taking it away. He has to be wary of capitalists, doesn't he?
With this funding guarantee, the chief engineer immediately promised to go all out to complete the engine manufacturing process.
At the same time, under people's attention, eight planes stopped on the runway in turn.
Just
"Will there be an accident?", Mr. President looked at several workers still processing the landing gear of an aircraft, and he suddenly became a little worried.
Mr Truman comforted, "don't worry, they won't joke with us with their lives!"
Under the gaze of many multimedia and camera lenses, eight planes took off successfully in turn amid people's screams, and quickly headed for the west coast.
"Gentlemen, in only four hours, our plane will arrive at the military base on the west coast and start looking for the missing ship."
"If it hadn't sunk, we would have found its trace..."
A group of reporters crowded over. They realized that this would be an aircraft that would change the pattern of the world.
The plane is no longer a suicide toy that can't land when it flies. It really wants to conquer the sky!
At this moment, Lynch, who is being speculated by the chief engineer whether he sank with the cruise ship, is looking at the unexpected situation not far away.
Not everyone can calm down when they know they may be in big trouble. It's not a good time to jump out and find out everything.
Just like now, a young man in his twenties with a tender face stood on the second floor deck with a red face and asked the chief officer loudly.
He couldn't stand the terrible pressure now. He made it clear. He first asked to see the captain and then asked the captain to come to the second deck.
How is this possible?
The situation on the ship is so complicated now. What if there are assassins?
The captain hasn't appeared in public these days just to avoid being assassinated - it sounds meaningless, but it's actually very valuable.
The benefits of assassinating the captain are very high.
The captain sent the first mate to solve the trouble, but the young man was still nervous. He directly pointed out what he thought, and asked the first mate to let the ship land and let them get off the ship immediately.
This is stupid.
The older people haven't made any comments up to now, not because they are timid, but because they know it's stupid to do so.
First of all, it is unrealistic to land, not to mention whether the captain will land, but which side to lean on now has become a problem.
The captain can only roughly determine what range he is in on the chart. He can't guarantee that his judgment is right. The navigation instruments are abandoned and only the North compass is used.
Who knows if these things have been tampered with by those lurking on the ship?
Secondly, the atmosphere on the ship is indeed very depressed. If someone can take the initiative to jump out, it will become an outlet for people's emotions.
Seeing the fool yelling at the chief officer and even slapping the chief officer, Lynch knew that this guy would not have a good life.
The captain and don't dare offend all the rich at any time, but if offending one person can make others relax a little, it's obviously worth it.
Without hesitation, the chief officer kicked the young man in the stomach, kicked him back, hit the wall, and then fell heavily to the ground.
He covered his stomach, pale and painful, but the chief mate didn't care. He walked over and kicked his head. He lay on the ground, hugged his head, cried and shouted that he wouldn't dare again next time.
Subsequently, the crew dragged the young man away without giving him a chance to go back, but dragged him into the third or even fourth deck.
Not long after, Lynch's exclusive manager appeared outside Lynch's cabin.
-
① : sacrifice 8: a board game term. Offering sacrifices to the eight main gods requires enough sacrifices, which is often described as much at once.
"Plane!"In the crowded conference room, Mr. Truman's voice seemed to be the only master. His fingers poked hard at the edge of the table, and the sound hit people's chest, making people feel an invisible power.He repeated, "Lynch's plane!"Then he began to explain, "the management of staff sergeant Blackstone told me that if they were in trouble, they could ask me for help. At first, I didn't understand what I could do in this matter.""But just now, when Mr. President said that we could not conduct effective search on the sea, I suddenly thought of the problem to be solved.""That's the plane!"The president was a little surprised that he had played a key role in this. I actually reminded him what to do!Suddenly he felt that Mr. Truman was really a trustworthy person, a trustworthy person and a person worthy of.He's a good man anyway."I won't tell you whether the planet under our feet is square or round. The aircraft can let us see a wider range at a higher position, and its technology has matured.""I heard that with additional fuel tanks, we can fly nearly a thousand kilometers, which is enough to send back important information for us.""And its speed is faster. There is no need to consider the impact of reefs and ocean currents on the speed. It is not only developed for the investigation of submarines, but also born for the investigation in various environments!"The president put his hands behind Mr Truman and clenched them into fists. Now he can get through this fucking danger. Great!Of course, he didn't show it, but nodded calmly, which is in line with his images of "wise man" and "elder", although the former has nothing to do with him.After solving the huge crisis, at least there is great hope to solve this huge crisis, Mr. President's acting talent is reflected again.He followed the gap between Mr. Truman's words and interposed a word to reflect his status and value, "then we need to..."Mr Truman knew the president very well. If he didn't know this person, he wouldn't be his staff. He knew what the president wanted and gave it to him immediately. "We should go to Lynch's Research Institute now and ask them if the plane is ready."The president nodded with satisfaction and reserve, "so, ladies and gentlemen, what are we waiting for here?"A boat of rich people are missing. Some are staring at those rich people, some are staring at the police or the military, but others are staring at the president.When the president came out with a large group of staff from the presidential palace, they subconsciously followed him closely.Before long, they came to the Institute near the warning area on the outskirts of buppen.The chief engineer of the Institute has been waiting here for a long time. If the president's assistant hadn't called him, he wouldn't even know that Mr. Lynch disappeared with a ship.I also know the purpose of their coming here."We've met!" the president looked serious and shook hands with the chief engineer. There were media reporters around him. At this time, he couldn't show that he was not nervous, which would bring him trouble.He showed that his father, who had been dead for many years, climbed out of the grave and got on the boat, "let's skip those meaningless greetings. Is the plane ready?"The chief engineer nodded nervously and took the president and a large group of people behind the Institute.Behind the Institute is the factory, which has begun to work.In fact, the technical difficulty of aircraft production now mainly lies in the engine, not in the fuselage.For example, for an all aluminum alloy fuselage, as long as there are enough metal raw materials and then molded, it doesn't matter if it's even a little rough, and it doesn't matter if it can't be polished.Planes with wood covered with sheepskin can fly into the sky. This all aluminum alloy plane is very good, almost perfect.The real technical difficulty of the aircraft lies in the aircraft engine. So far, they have built a total of six while debugging the production line and running in the production. With the first two test models, there are eight in total."Too little!" the president was very disappointed after listening to only eight stations. "Is there any way to speed up production?"If the emperor of gevlar asked their businessmen about this question, even if they went bankrupt and borrowed money, they must complete the task.But in the Federation, the situation is different.The chief engineer played a little clever, "we have no money."The president was stunned and looked blankly at Mr. Truman. Now he only believes in this man.Mr Truman coughed softly. "Congress is still reviewing the budget, so there is no appropriation yet..."Yes!No money to make a sacrifice?"These bureaucrats!" the president clenched his teeth and seemed to complain. It happened to be caught by those reporters. They just thought it would be a news.Only Mr. Truman knows that on the one hand, the president is sharing the pressure on himself - it's not my fault that the plane can't fly, it's the lack of funding by those senators in Congress, and I'm not fully responsible.On the other hand, it is also laying the groundwork for future political transactions and compromises - look at the bad things you did last time. I can not trouble you, but do you have to show it?Some people are born for a certain position!He turned his head and looked directly at the cameras, but what he really wanted to ask was Mr. Truman, "I remember as president, I have the right to use my privilege to pass some budget proposals first at special times, right?"The latter nodded and said, "call them immediately and ask them to allocate funds. I want more planes to appear in the western ocean faster!"What a dutiful Mr. President, his noble sentiments are amazing.The two eyebrows of the chief engineer's smile fell to both sides. In fact, this was his own idea. Lynch could still lose this money. He was just worried that if Congress did not allocate funds, they would not get dividends.Lynch buys his own things instead of buying them. He has no share in building the plane and taking it away. He has to be wary of capitalists, doesn't he?With this funding guarantee, the chief engineer immediately promised to go all out to complete the engine manufacturing process.At the same time, under people's attention, eight planes stopped on the runway in turn.Just"Will there be an accident?", Mr. President looked at several workers still processing the landing gear of an aircraft, and he suddenly became a little worried.Mr Truman comforted, "don't worry, they won't joke with us with their lives!"Under the gaze of many multimedia and camera lenses, eight planes took off successfully in turn amid people's screams, and quickly headed for the west coast."Gentlemen, in only four hours, our plane will arrive at the military base on the west coast and start looking for the missing ship.""If it hadn't sunk, we would have found its trace..."A group of reporters crowded over. They realized that this would be an aircraft that would change the pattern of the world.The plane is no longer a suicide toy that can't land when it flies. It really wants to conquer the sky!At this moment, Lynch, who is being speculated by the chief engineer whether he sank with the cruise ship, is looking at the unexpected situation not far away.Not everyone can calm down when they know they may be in big trouble. It's not a good time to jump out and find out everything.Just like now, a young man in his twenties with a tender face stood on the second floor deck with a red face and asked the chief officer loudly.He couldn't stand the terrible pressure now. He made it clear. He first asked to see the captain and then asked the captain to come to the second deck.How is this possible?The situation on the ship is so complicated now. What if there are assassins?The captain hasn't appeared in public these days just to avoid being assassinated - it sounds meaningless, but it's actually very valuable.The benefits of assassinating the captain are very high.The captain sent the first mate to solve the trouble, but the young man was still nervous. He directly pointed out what he thought, and asked the first mate to let the ship land and let them get off the ship immediately.This is stupid.The older people haven't made any comments up to now, not because they are timid, but because they know it's stupid to do so.First of all, it is unrealistic to land, not to mention whether the captain will land, but which side to lean on now has become a problem.The captain can only roughly determine what range he is in on the chart. He can't guarantee that his judgment is right. The navigation instruments are abandoned and only the North compass is used.Who knows if these things have been tampered with by those lurking on the ship?Secondly, the atmosphere on the ship is indeed very depressed. If someone can take the initiative to jump out, it will become an outlet for people's emotions.Seeing the fool yelling at the chief officer and even slapping the chief officer, Lynch knew that this guy would not have a good life.The captain and don't dare offend all the rich at any time, but if offending one person can make others relax a little, it's obviously worth it.Without hesitation, the chief officer kicked the young man in the stomach, kicked him back, hit the wall, and then fell heavily to the ground.He covered his stomach, pale and painful, but the chief mate didn't care. He walked over and kicked his head. He lay on the ground, hugged his head, cried and shouted that he wouldn't dare again next time.Subsequently, the crew dragged the young man away without giving him a chance to go back, but dragged him into the third or even fourth deck.Not long after, Lynch's exclusive manager appeared outside Lynch's cabin.- : sacrifice 8: a board game term. Offering sacrifices to the eight main gods requires enough sacrifices, which is often described as much at once.
