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Chapter 407 Whiteboard

At 7 o'clock in the morning, Xiaohe woke up Huang Xuan and said, "Boss, you should go to the military region now."

"How was yesterday's results?" Huang Xuan rubbed his sleepy shoulders and asked about the nutrient preparation.

"The last hour, averaged 40 nanometers."

"Oh, it seems that I was indeed asleep at that time." Huang Xuan sighed, made a few grimaces, moved his muscles below, and asked strangely: "Xiaohe, why did you call me today?"

Comrade Xiaohe doesn't speak easily.

"I lost last night." Xiaohe, a mobile phone chip, answered painfully.

"I understand." Huang Xuan shook his hand and stood up and walked out. Lorraine said at this time: "Do you teleport directly to the military region?"

"Aren't you afraid of wasting energy?" Huang Xuan said with a smile.

"I won some yesterday." Lorraine replied seriously and calmly.

Huang Xuan finally burst into laughter.

...

The military camp was full of vitality in the early morning. When Huang Xuan walked into this place, he couldn't help but feel funny that the soldiers in the military camp seemed to have a more upward momentum than the teenagers in the school.

The officer on duty seemed to recognize Huang Xuan and could easily let him in. Zhang Zhongqi's adjutant also drove over to pick him up.

The staff was still full of people. Before it was time to go to work, almost all the staff members arrived.

Huang Xuan walked into the door and asked a question like a grandfather who had arrived in a hurry, and then asked impatiently: "Have you planned it?"

"The things you gave are very detailed, distance, etc., but we can't do more content." Chief Hu politely said to Huang Xuan: "But it's still a little short of it now, you have to wait a while."

Huang Xuan nodded, walked to the table and looked at it, deliberately avoiding the sand table in the room, etc.

Zhang Zhongqi stood beside Huang Xuan in anger and asked in a low voice: "Xuan'er, recently Northern Industry sent us a batch of helicopters, what you want?"

"Yeah." Huang Xuan nodded, pointed to the a0 paper spread out by the staff and said, "This information is worth this price."

Chief Hu stood behind Zhang Zhongqi and was secretly shocked. The helicopters of the Land Airlines have always been broken, not many. This time, 100 were sent. To be honest, whether it is Northern Industry or Huang Xuan, they have to take risks. Just to make these staff members take care of their hearts, Huang Xuan spent so much capital, and it can be seen that it is not just for making money.

In fact, the chief of staff was wrong. Huang Xuan asked for these plans just to make money, but he might have made too much, and it no longer seemed like money.

Several staff officers saw Huang Xuan appearing in the staff room wearing T-shirts, and they had different ideas. The work in their hands was second-hand, but hundreds of helicopters, tanks, and self-propelled artillery, should be distributed according to regulations, and they were sent here, which made people feel uncomfortable.

Zhang Zhongqi had the same thought. He coughed gently and said, "Huang Xuan, come out with me."

Huang Xuan glanced at him and smiled and said, "No, don't you just want to ask me what agreement I have reached with Northern Industry?"

Zhang Zhongqi glanced at the other staff officers, and the officers quickly lowered their heads.

Huang Xuan smiled and said, "Actually nothing is wrong. It was people from Northern Industry who came to ask me for me. They tried to produce a new blue-ray production line. They encountered some new technologies, but they didn't understand and had no money to buy them. Of course, they asked me."

Zhang Zhongqi suddenly understood, nodded, but stopped talking.

At about 9 a.m., a colonel came over and saluted Zhang Zhongqi, while saying: "We have completed the order of attacks on 275,600 points."

Huang Xuan sat on the chair and dozed. When Xiaohe called him, he jumped and stood up.

Zhang Zhongqi looked at it and smiled, saying, "Take it over."

"Yes." The colonel turned around and turned on the projector, and said: "We believe that since these parts are independent, they should be allocated according to strategic value and different numbers of troops should be allocated to enter..."

The colonel said something serious, as if there were 12 million soldiers airdrops. The staff officers behind laughed, but looking at Huang Xuan's cold face, he felt a little angry and his smile immediately closed.

In the room, Huang Xuan, wearing a T-shirt, was more conspicuous than Zhang Zhongqi.

After listening to a brief idea, Huang Xuan asked in a faint voice: "Several friends, do you evaluate it?"

Ning Ao said bluntly: "If I were a Level 1 training base and had such a strategic plan, I would definitely kick them in the butt."

Huang Xuan rolled his eyes and said, "Don't learn from Americans, but they still kick their butts. They want to kick the Earth's butts." He said, "Then from the perspective of a level 18 training base, is that okay?"

"It's okay." Ning Ao said.

Seeing that Huang Xuan did not speak, the colonel kept striving for excellence: "We are analyzing the specific paths and routes and the allocation of different types of troops, which requires more information..."

"No. Colonel." Huang Xuan smiled, picked up the information, and the memory card and said, "This is enough, enough."

Huang Xuan said, and smiled at Zhang Zhongqi, "Grandpa, then I'll leave first."

"Okay." Zhang Zhongqi could see that his grandson was quite busy.

Huang Xuan thanked the colonel again and said loudly: "Thank you, everyone, thank you, thank you, I'll leave first."

As he said that, he picked up the things and left.

The staff members watched Huang Xuan leave strangely, not understanding why he was strict at the beginning, but now they don't seem to care.

They didn't understand that what Huang Xuan needed was something that could bargain with Mr. Commas, rather than really using it to destroy the Windling family by himself.

"Lorraine, send me to the R plane, Nick, contact Mr. Commas."

“Great Master, are you on your new tour ship?”

"Good idea." Huang Xuan smiled at the corner of his mouth and suddenly said, "When talking about yachts, I remembered that Uncle Wu always wanted to give his new yacht a name. What should I call mine?"

The guards remain silent.

Huang Xuan thought for a while and said, "How is the stream?"

"It's so ugly." Xiaohe opposed.

"So……"

Ning Ao suggested: "Come on the whiteboard, be more kind."

Huang Xuan was silent, and then shook his head and laughed: "Then let's go white."

The interior of the whiteboard is light blue. Although green is more vibrant among human favorite colors, it is not pleasing to the plane channel.

The tour ship has 1,000 square meters of space and is not connected to any passage or space. This is to ensure stability during travel.

Except for the bow and the plane base, the rest of the furnishings are all for enjoyment.

Huang Xuan whistled and smiled, "I like this. Ice Bead Wine." He picked up the only thing he knew in the wine cabinet.

There is still a colorful and everlasting color in the plane channel.

But at the end of him, there is no longer the familiar natural scenery.

As soon as Lorraine walked out of the plane passage, she saw thousands of soldiers, as well as huge military ports and postmodern weapons.

This is very unusual.

Each plane series, only those planes that were originally developed, will have a higher degree of development, so that very high-tech buildings and equipment can be established, or high-level planes, such as 3-series planes, etc., can develop stronger biotechnology and be sufficient to be used in any field.

If not, colonial planes are usually relatively backward, with no metal, no prefabricated boards, and nothing.

A military port in a colonial plane is extremely costly for a plane that does not even have biological warships.

Seeing those high-tech weapons, Huang Xuan smiled instead.

When Fili, who was waiting under the "whiteboard", came up and smiled from a distance: "Mr. Huang is happy on the road? Do you know the "Flying Bear" assault ship?"

"Oh, I don't know, are you referring to?" Huang Xuan shook hands with Fili with a smile. In order to show his affection, he used his hands.

Fili used his hands a little uncomfortable, and the two of them were shaking like old friends.

Mr. Xiaoconmas smiled first and said, "I feel very happy to see Mr. Huang smiling."

"So too." Huang Xuanyan said that he would be consistent and laughed secretly: "I am really happy to see you invest so much."

Two empirists came over and handed Huang Xuan an identity code. Huang Xuan took it over and put it on his body, and asked casually: "What are the assault ships you are talking about?"

"It is a substitute for biological warships." Fili pointed to the four-story high battleship in the distance and said: "They can only use it once, and some of the internal devices are not entirely biological products, so the cost is much higher."

"Then how can the mercenaries sent to another plane bring back without the assault ship?

"It's by the traveler of course."

"What if the battle is not over yet? How to retreat?"

Fili's face changed a little, and he replied: "For the r plane, there is no retreat." It seemed that his tone was too stiff. Fili changed the topic and said: "About your identification code just now, you know that everything in the military port is a bit different from that outside. In order to avoid invasion of information from some high-level planes, we did not use the database identity identification."

"I understand." Huang Xuan put away his stunned expression and turned to say, "Oh, Philip, where is Mr. Commas? I want to meet him."

"We'll go now."
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