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boom.

Eight foreigners, now only wearing floral shorts, were thrown onto the steps, piling up into a mountain of flesh.

Behind the bulletproof glass of the command center, the chins of the four deputy commanders were almost touching their insteps.

The silver-gray armor plates bounced off to the sides, and Li Yichen stepped out, patting the sand off his uniform.

Zhang Weiguo pointed at the mountain of flesh on the ground, then at Li Yichen, his fingers trembling like he had Parkinson's disease.

"Are you... are you the boss of that battery company at Future Tech?"

He asked this question because after Li Yichen led the team out, they learned Li Yichen's true identity from Liu Guoliang.

Zhang Weiguo stepped out of the doorway, staring intently at the ten black iron lumps that had been grinding their heavy armored battalion to the ground.

"This thing... you made it all."

Li Yichen stopped patting the sand and turned his head away.

"I had nothing better to do, so I just casually made a few sets."

These words resonated deeply within the four old men.

Even the face-changing technique in Sichuan opera isn't as fast as theirs.

The four men who were putting on airs as deputy commanders just a second ago pushed aside Liu Guoliang, who was blocking their way.

Zhang Weiguo grabbed Li Yichen's sleeve.

"Brother Li, our Eastern Theater Command will sell everything we own to buy it. Name your price."

Taking advantage of his size, Zhao Guangming forcefully pushed Zhang Weiguo back half a step.

"The Western Theater Command is offering double. I'll even bring you the leather sofa from my office. Just sell it."

Li Tiezhu touched his bald head and squeezed in.

"We want the entire Northern Theater Command. Name your price, and I'll go back and submit a report. Whatever organizational structure you need, I'll approve it."

Sun Haotian was so anxious he was jumping up and down.

"The Southern Theater Command will not only give you money, but also two more sea-view villas. They'll also give you a yacht."

Li Yichen was so overwhelmed by the enthusiasm of these old foxes that he kept backing away, shrinking his neck.

Liu Guoliang was so angry that he jumped up and down.

"What are you doing? Robbery? These are people from our Shanghai Military Region."

No one ignored him.

Four old men surrounded Li Yichen tightly, as if they wouldn't let him leave until he sold the goods today.

Zhang Weiguo rubbed his hands together, his face beaming with smiles.

"Brother Li, let's be frank. We've truly witnessed the power of this armor today. Name your price, and as long as it's not something out of the ordinary, we can get it for you. I'll allocate half of the Eastern Theater Command's research funding to you first."

Zhao Guangming nodded in agreement.

"Yes, yes, yes, our Western Theater Command has a large territory and abundant resources. Whatever materials you need, just say the word. Titanium alloys, rare earth elements—just name your name, and a special train will deliver them directly to your factory."

Li Yichen had a headache from the noise, so he raised his hand and pressed it down.

"Alright, stop arguing."

He held up four fingers and waved them in front of the four old men.

"Ten sets for each of the four war zones."

The four old men instantly held their breath, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Li Yichen slowly and deliberately added the second half of the sentence.

"However, it's a billion for one set. You'll have to figure out how to get the materials to my company yourselves."

One set costs 1 billion, so ten sets would cost 10 billion.

We still have to provide the materials ourselves.

The bamboo lever made a deafening noise when it was struck.

Li Yichen had expected these stingy old men to haggle over the price, or even accuse him of being heartless.

result.

"make a deal."

Zhang Weiguo didn't hesitate for even half a second before taking out his phone and opening the QR code.

"Add me on WeChat now. Anyone who backs out is a coward. What's a hundred billion? Ten sets of these are worth several heavy armored division commanders."

Zhao Guangming pulled out his phone faster than he drew his gun.

"Sweep me, sweep me. The Western Theater Command will transfer 10 billion to your account tomorrow. Send me the materials list, and they'll all be in place by the day after tomorrow at the latest."

Li Tiezhu and Sun Haotian were so anxious that they kept moving closer to Li Yichen.

"Brother Li, add me first. You can pick whatever you want from the Northern Theater Command's material depot. I'll even cut you a piece of steel for aircraft carriers if you need it."

Li Yichen was stunned.

These old men agreed faster than anyone else, afraid that he would change his mind at any moment.

In their eyes, exchanging 10 billion plus a bunch of top-grade military materials for ten sets of Heavenly Soldiers Armor is a bargain.

After all, this thing can take on an entire heavy combined arms battalion by itself.

Li Yichen took out his phone and scanned the QR codes to add them as friends.

The four old men were overjoyed as they looked at the new friends they had added on WeChat.

The fierce winds of the Northwest desert raged for three days.

The joint military exercise has concluded.

The Shanghai Military Region unsurprisingly took first place, completely shedding its last-place ranking of the past five years.

Liu Guoliang was beaming with pride, walking with a swagger.

The returning military plane was parked on the runway with its cabin door open.

As soon as Liu Guoliang led Li Yichen into the cabin, they froze on the spot.

Inside the cabin, Zhang Weiguo, Zhao Guangming, Li Tiezhu, and Sun Haotian sat upright in their leather seats.

"What are you four shameless old men doing here?"

Liu Guoliang pointed at them and started cursing.

"This is the Shanghai Military Region's special plane. Where are your own planes? Get off now!"

Zhang Weiguo waved his hand with a grin.

"Oh dear, the private jet broke down. Can I hitch a ride with you? Old Liu, don't be so stingy."

Zhao Guangming ignored Liu Guoliang, stood up and walked to Li Yichen's side with a big smile on his face.

"Brother Li, please have a seat. This flight back will take several hours; you must be exhausted. Let me massage your shoulders."

Li Tiezhu brought over a cup of freshly brewed premium Da Hong Pao tea.

"Here, Brother Li, moisten your throat. This is some good tea I got from the Commander-in-Chief. I don't usually drink it."

Sun Haotian went even further, holding a small fan and fanning himself.

"The desert winds are strong, Brother Li, your skin won't be smooth from the wind. Let's get some fresh air. Is this wind force suitable?"

Li Yichen was seated in the most spacious middle position, surrounded by four old men who served him tea and water and showed concern for his well-being.

Liu Guoliang stood alone in the aisle, rolling his eyes in anger.

"You four dignified deputy commanders, have you no shame at all?"

Zhang Weiguo didn't even turn his head.

"What's your face worth? Can you trade it for Heavenly Soldier Armor? If you can give me ten sets, I'll call you brother."

While massaging Li Yichen's shoulders, Zhao Guangming continued the conversation.

"That's right, Lao Liu, don't act innocent after getting the benefits. If it weren't for Brother Li, your Shanghai Military Region would have won first place. Don't talk like you're not in the same boat."

Li Tiezhu held his teacup and looked at Li Yichen with a smile.

"Brother Li, how's this tea? If you like it, I'll have someone send you a few pounds when I get back. It'll be delivered directly to your villa."

Li Yichen took a sip and nodded.

"It tastes great, thank you, Chief Li."

Sun Haotian took the small fan and blew it even more vigorously.

"Brother Li, the seafood in our Southern Theater Command is also exceptional. Come and try it sometime. I'll send a private plane to pick you up."

The cabin was filled with a cheerful atmosphere, except for Liu Guoliang.

Zhang Weiguo leaned closer to Li Yichen and lowered his voice.

"Brother, how exactly did you solve the power system problem for your armor? We've been researching it for years and still can't figure it out."

Li Yichen leaned back in his chair and answered casually.

"A miniature hydrogen fuel cell. You can create one with minimal effort."

The four old men gasped in shock.

Just messing around.

These four words are more painful than killing them.

That night.

Shanghai Military Region Guesthouse.

The air inside the No. 1 private room reeked of alcohol.

The celebration banquet turned into a drinking contest.

Zhang Weiguo took off his military jacket, his tie was tucked crookedly, and he put one foot on the chair crossbeam.

He held the decanter and poured wine into Li Yichen's glass with a thick tongue.

"Brother Li, I'm putting my words out here today."

Zhang Weiguo patted his chest, making a loud thumping sound.

"From now on in Shanghai, if anyone dares to bully you, just give them a call."

He let out a burp and waved his hand dismissively.

"I'll just send an armored division to settle this for you. We'll blast them to smithereens. Let's see who dares to mess with you then."

Upon hearing this, Liu Guoliang sobered up halfway and slammed his hand on the table, standing up abruptly.

"fart."

Liu Guoliang pointed at Zhang Weiguo's nose and berated him.

"On my turf, it's not your place to fawn over me. You're overstepping your bounds."

He turned to look at Li Yichen, his heroic spirit soaring.

"Brother, the Shanghai Military Region is your backing. If anyone dares to lay a finger on you, I'll send my heavenly soldiers to raid their home."

Zhao Guangming was displeased and squeezed over with his wine glass in hand.

"Who do you two think you are? The Western Theater Command has the biggest territory. Brother Li, you can do whatever you want in our area. Let's see who dares to stop you."

Li Tiezhu rubbed his bald head and laughed.

"Come to the Northern Theater Command. I'll make you the commander of an armored brigade. You'll lead troops directly."

Sun Haotian also came over with his wine glass in hand.

"Brother Li, come to the Southern Theater Command. I'll assign you a company of bodyguards to follow you around every day. I'll guarantee your safety."

Five old thugs were arguing fiercely at the dinner table, spitting everywhere.

Li Yichen sat in the middle, being bombarded by this group of people.

Even with his genetically modified serum that made him immune to alcohol, he was now being forced to drink a mix of special spirits and felt dizzy and lightheaded.

These old guys have no sense of sportsmanship when they drink; they just use the decanter to finish their drinks.

Li Yichen raised his glass and clinked it with theirs.

"My esteemed leaders, I appreciate your kind gesture. I'll drink this cup in one gulp."

After saying that, he tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.

Zhang Weiguo clapped and cheered.

"That's great! Another drink, please. Whoever doesn't drink themselves into a stupor isn't allowed to leave today."

We ate a meal until the early hours of the morning.

All five deputy commanders slipped under the table, hugging the table legs and snoring.

Li Yichen leaned back in his chair, rubbing his throbbing temples.

Two o'clock in the morning.

Gu Shounian drove his SUV and helped the dizzy Li Yichen into the Tomson Riviera villa.

A floor lamp was left on in the living room, casting a dim, yellowish light.

Li Niannian, wearing pajamas, heard the noise and quickly ran over to lend a hand.

"Why is Brother Li drinking so much?"

While helping Li Yichen to the sofa, Li Niannian turned around to pour honey water.

Gu Shounian wiped away his sweat.

"After being given drinks by those old leaders, it's a miracle they came back unscathed."

He waved his hand, turned around, and went out.

"Please take care of your sister-in-law, I'm leaving now."

Li Niannian blushed deeply after being called "sister-in-law," and stood there holding her water cup for a long time without moving.

Li Yichen lay on the large leather sofa, his collar open and his eyes closed.

The alcohol was coursing through my veins, making my head feel a little lightheaded.

He had just regulated his breathing and was about to fall asleep.

The watch suddenly vibrated violently.

A faint electronic announcement suddenly broke the silence of the living room.

The volume was kept very low, yet it conveyed an irrepressible excitement.

"Brother, wake up."

Ling'er's virtual light and shadow flickered above the dial.

"The 3 billion yuan worth of satellite materials you bought have already been delivered to Future Aerospace Company overnight by the Shanghai Military Region."