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Chapter 150 Core Technology: Electronic Computing Devices

Cohen looked at the surface position, the almost intact Landen Heights, and the corners of his mouth twitched subconsciously.

Of the two thousand rockets, less than two hundred were able to hit Landen Heights, and more than half of them missed the target and did not even hit the enemy's fortifications.

These are both three-wheeled rocket launchers, and even the operating manuals are the same, so why is there such a big difference in hit rate?
It must be the first time I use it. I am not familiar with the operation. I will be fine if I try again.

When the Hexagram soldiers were reloading rockets, Li Yunfei was in his live broadcast room, watching the other party's live broadcast.

He couldn't help but ask Zhang Shaozhong beside him: "Commander, do you think they can take over Landeng Heights in three hours?"

"What is their hit rate this time?"

Zhang Shaozhong gave his signature chuckle and said, "It takes three hours to take over Landeng Highlands. This sentence sounds familiar to me. It's absolutely impossible."

"I still say the same thing, don't ask too much of them, just don't blow yourself up."

The audience in the live broadcast room laughed out loud when they heard what the bureau chief said.

"Commander, please stop being naughty. Really, please stop being naughty."

"The other side is really going to blow themselves up soon. I wonder if they will come to cause trouble for the Bureau Chief."

"Who told them to be cheap and buy cheap Korean goods? They deserved it for blowing themselves up!"

"It's not cheap. I heard that the tricycles exported from Korea cost tens of thousands of US dollars. It's a huge rip-off for the Six-Pointed Star."

"No way, a 10,000 dollar tricycle has this performance?"

Landon Heights scene.

Sinwal waited in the tunnel for a long time, but the enemy's rockets did not hit the ground in large numbers.

He went online and realized that the opponent's shots were basically all off target.

"Our friends in the East really act with conscience when doing business!" Sinwal said to the people around him with deep emotion.

Hamalaber's three-wheeled rocket launcher has a hit rate of at least 80 percent, and even if the rest miss, the error will not exceed 200 meters.

After half an hour.

Cohen's second round of bombardment is ready.

He held the intercom and said with murderous intent: "Everyone, cheer up. If we miss this round, it will be the shame of our entire Hexagram!"

"When the time comes, don't blame me for assigning you all to the front-line patrol team!"

"Fire!"

Whoosh whoosh!
Two thousand rockets were launched over Landeng Heights, creating a spectacular scene.

When the rockets fell, the continuous explosions were far more shocking than any explosion scenes in military blockbusters.

This time, the attack was much more effective, and even a mushroom cloud rose above the scene.

After the drone in the Hexagram live broadcast room was launched, the audience in the live broadcast room was shocked when they saw the relatively intact Hamalabar defense position.

The drone's perspective changed, and when it saw that the place where the mushroom cloud rose was the Hexagram's own position, the barrage of comments in the live broadcast room instantly filled the screen.

The director's words came true, and the Hexagram actually blew up its own rocket ammunition depot!
"I told you not to let the chief nurse. Look, now there's something wrong with the nurse."

"Is the chief's mouth blessed? How can it be so accurate?"

"Old fans said, this is just a small achievement. The chief has used his mouth to take down everything from planes to warships and submarines. What has he not taken down?"

"The weapon of causality really lives up to its reputation."

"My goodness, why do I feel that after a while, the authorities will make a statement. First of all, we promise that we will never be the first to use the [Dog Head to Save Life]"

……

Li Yunfei was in the live broadcast room. He watched this scene and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Question: "Commander, how do you explain this?"

"Explain, what to explain, what does this have to do with me?"

"I told them that they were just civilian supplies, they just had to not blow themselves up, but they just wouldn't listen."

"If you don't listen to the old people, you will suffer. How can I, a retired old man, harm them?" Zhang Shaozhong said confidently. His answer was a famous scene and was quickly made into an emoticon.

In the tunnel of Landen Highlands, the people of Hamalabe looked at each other in confusion.

They are old rivals. When did the six-pointed star become so advanced?

Cohen almost vomited blood when he saw the result.

He didn't have time to broadcast live, so he contacted the stick manufacturer in the live broadcast room.

"Fuck oil, didn't you guarantee that the performance would be the same as the Warwick tricycle?"

"We are a private company. We supply vehicles but not ammunition. There is nothing wrong with our vehicles, but your rockets."

"Mr. Cohen, don't forget the contract we signed. If you breach the contract, you will have to pay a high penalty. Are you planning to default on your debt?"

Cohen was so angry that he laughed when he heard the questioning from the stick manufacturer. He hung up the phone directly and then wanted to attack Landen Heights.

Even without these three-wheeled rocket launchers, this small position would not be able to stop me.

Even if we have to mobilize fighter jets or tanks, we have to capture this high ground within three hours!

At the Hexagram Front Headquarters, Commander Amir listened to Cohen's request on the phone, sighed, and said, "Cohen, let's withdraw."

"When you bombed Landeng Heights, Hamalaber had already begun to surround you."

"We are short of troops in Gaza, and I really can't spare any men to support you."

Before he could finish his words, he heard a loud explosion, followed by the call being disconnected.

When Hamalabo launched a counterattack, the live broadcast room of the Hexagram in Landen Heights was urgently closed.

After all, the original intention was to show the face, but ended up showing the butt, so of course the show couldn't continue.

Their reaction disappointed audiences around the world.

Later in the evening.

The news from the battlefield had just come out. Hamalabur launched a counterattack and defeated the Hexagram Army under Landeng Highlands.

Even Commander Cohen had to escape from the encirclement in a Merkava tank.

That night.

A cell phone ring woke Li Yunfei from his sleep.

"My friend, can you sell us your tricycle?"

"We can increase the price, twenty thousand dollars a car, is that okay?" Cohen said in a slightly humble tone.

When he escaped from Landeng Heights in a Merkava main battle tank, he was badly bombed by three-wheeled rocket launchers and gas tank mortars.

He also clearly realized how big the difference was between the products he bought from the Koreans and the genuine ones.

Li Yunfei felt very comfortable listening to Cohen's tone, and said with a smile: "My friend, I still like your previous rebellious tone."

"Although they are all three-wheeled vehicles, our three-wheeled vehicles have mastered the core technology."

"It's just that the sale of this tricycle to you is currently prohibited. Of course, you can sell it, but you must withdraw from Gaza first and pay sufficient war reparations."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Anything produced by the Equipment Design Bureau must be a high-quality product. Although it is just an outdated electronic computing device, its performance is naturally impeccable.

Not to mention that it underwent a simple technical upgrade when it was sold.

A tricycle is a tricycle, but without electronic computing devices and the positioning of the Beidou satellite network, it is useless to modify any brand of tricycle.

When Cohen heard about the ban on sales, he was silent. For a moment, he suddenly understood a phrase that the rabbits often said.

Things change over time. It seems like we were the ones who always banned the sale of rabbits, right?

The next morning.

After Li Yunfei got up, he found that his cell phone had been bombarded with calls. He took a look at the caller and took a deep breath.

(End of this chapter)