Chapter 732 Goodbye Mr. Umbrella

Although Brandy has a certain vision, he is uncertain about many of the new ideas that Lin En proposed that are of strategic significance in war or need to be tested. There is a subtle contradictory attitude of an insider towards the advice of an outsider. Although what Lin En said makes sense, this is just the speech of a businessman.

What is the purpose of a businessman?

To sell goods.

How to make money without selling things, so the words of the businessman are all for him to sell things better. Many times, in order to sell high enough profits, they can even talk about their own mothers.

Albion officers have a strong gaming mentality.

It is a typical interference-type military ideology, that is, it can judge the other party's benefit points and will actively interfere. This is also related to Albion's conquests everywhere. Basically, the armies of the continental powers have this kind of combat ideology, and they can't wait to intervene everywhere, commonly known as shit-stirring sticks.

However, Brandy was actually moved by what Lin En said. The cooperation between the military and Liaoyuan was originally intended to gain a foothold in the local area. Faced with so many preferential policies in Liaoyuan, officers who have been drifting on the sea for many years would be moved, so they might as well continue to cooperate with it in depth.

Anyway, the pressure from the central government will come down to the local area.

Besides, Lin En is still a favorite of Earl Russell...

Brandy's appetite was obviously whetted, and he began to actively find reasons. Although Albion's staff still stays in the thinking of destroying with artillery and occupying with infantry, the soldiers and officers who have faced the steel storm on the front line of the battlefield will not be so rigid, because those who are really rigid and don't know how to evolve will die on the battlefield. Brandy vaguely grasped some of the pure experience summaries of the front-line officers and soldiers from some of Lin En's descriptions, but Lin En's side is obviously more complete, and it seems to have become a system.

In the final battle against Hops, if the whole regiment of his army had been able to have the more complete and advanced firepower coordination, then they would not have been so tragically hit by the heavy machine guns of the Hops. The appearance of a new weapon on the battlefield is really a nightmare for soldiers who lack subjective initiative. Under the order of military law, they can only die in vain, and their morale is hit to the maximum.

Brandy tried to ask Lin En more, but before the product came out, Lin En obviously didn't want to say more. Only by whetting the appetite can you fish.

Lin En was vague, motioning Brandy to look at the high platform. The trial had entered the stage of reading the charges, displaying the evidence, and summoning witnesses to the stage to complain. Brandy obviously had never seen such a unique trial. He did not have any special feelings about those charges. One reason was that his hometown was not here. Another reason was that the Albion army sometimes did bloody and brutal things in enemy countries and occupied areas. In comparison, these gangsters were like disgusting bugs on the roadside, and they could be stepped on at any time. Naturally, he had no feelings. At most, he would say that they were beasts and deserved death.

What made Brandy a little uncomfortable was that he felt that this mode of trial could easily arouse violent emotions. When he looked at the rebels in the occupied areas abroad, it was often that one person raised his arms and called for fighting for justice, and many people would follow suit.

It was just that those rebels often disintegrated quickly due to various reasons, some of which were external and some were internal. Many times, Brandy felt that the rebels could only be described as a mob.

And those official forces used this mob of cannon fodder to consume their energy.

It was quite novel that I did not expect to see a group with similar emotions in my own country.

The reading on the stage soon came to an end. The identification and presentation of evidence, as well as the records of the autonomous association staff, made Brandy rub his chin.

"What are the crimes of these people?"

"Unauthorized sale of extraordinary materials, in addition to privately cultivating undeclared extraordinary people, there are witnesses and evidence." Lin En narrowed his eyes and smiled and replied. "Mr. Brandy, Liaoyuan has shown you our determination to become bigger and stronger. So, may I ask if you are determined to become a solid partner of Liaoyuan Commune in the future?"

Lin En was referring to the fact that Liaoyuan was so fast and decisive in implementing the reconstruction and construction work of the lower city, demonstrating the will of steel ambition. As for the military, to be honest, they have been a little slow. No matter what the faction is, at least it should be finalized first, and then discuss the follow-up in-depth, instead of being so hesitant. Lin En guessed that it was the military's own problem, and he didn't want to be left hanging.

Brandy listened to this diplomat-like jargon, and for the first time, he looked up and down at Lin En seriously, then took out a document of cooperation intention from his briefcase with a wry smile.

"In the future, Liaoyuan will be the priority partner of our legion during its stationing, and will provide assistance when necessary. With the re-employment of veterans, our relationship will continue to deepen. President Lin En, this document is worth fifteen cities."

Worth fifteen cities is an ancient allusion.

It means that in ancient times, there was a wealthy businessman who used the wealth of fifteen cities to exchange for the opportunity to rise to prominence from the army.

"Then how much do you think Liaoyuan and I are worth?"

Lin En took the document with satisfaction and looked at it happily.

"At least worth fifteen cities. If there is a chance, please say hello to Earl Russell on behalf of the captain of the Camelot fleet."

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That night, after the gunshots, was exceptionally quiet, so quiet that it made people feel at ease.

Lin En, who was on duty, was studying the documents that Brandy had given him. The gas lamp in the study flickered and swayed slightly, and the warmth it added was insignificant, as if it would be extinguished by a gust of cold wind. If Lin En had not been an extraordinary person, he would not have been able to withstand the severe cold.

He carefully maintained a posture that easily reminded people of ice sculptures.

In contrast to this tranquility, there was a constantly changing spirit particle model in his hand. It was a projection of a four-dimensional cube that was constantly changing. This seemingly simple and strange cube was a manifestation of Lin En's powerful computing power. He was slowly adjusting his spirit particle model.

Lin En, who was sculpting, suddenly raised his head, as if he felt something.

Less than two seconds after he raised his head, the space in front of the desk suddenly distorted, and the light in other spaces in the room suddenly dimmed, as if all the light was gathered in front. Immediately, Mr. Umbrella walked out of the light gracefully.

He took off his hat, leaving only the outline of his face facing forward, like a tall and thin ghost in a horror movie.