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Chapter 314 The Drones Have Arrived! (Second Update!)
Grabbing the sheet of paper covered in English, Mao Xiaofei nodded to Lin Yi, turned and quickly left the office, heading towards the technical department office.

The 3C certification has been passed, and America's FCC certification is being assisted by specialists. Now, all that's needed is to label the drones and attach the labels before loading them onto the truck for shipment.

After entering the technical department office and assigning the label production work, Mao Xiaofei then contacted Yoshihiro Yoshitsugu.

Hearing the strange accent on the phone, he really wanted to curse the Japanese devils, but since the other party had paid him, he decided to wait until later.
“Mr. Hidehiro Yoshitsugu, the first batch of 3000 drones is ready, and our workers are packing them now.”

"I need you to send personnel to China to pick up these drones."

"And we need to do it as soon as possible, because our warehouse is already full."

He had barely finished speaking when a strange voice came through the phone again:
“Mr. Mao, I hope you can divide this batch of drones into two batches.”

"One batch had 1000 aircraft, and the other batch had 2000 aircraft."

“Send 1000 drones to Qatar, to Al Udeid Air Base in Doha.”

“Send 2000 drones to America, Florida.”

"Of course, I will send people to assist you. You just need to load the drone onto the truck and then label the container."

"I will settle the corresponding fees with you here."

Since the other party was willing to pay, Mao Xiaofei sighed and agreed to do all the unimportant work.

After hanging up the phone, Hidehiro Yoshitsugu, who was enjoying life in Tokyo, Japan, immediately made another call to his boss.

After that hoarse voice rang out, he said impatiently:
"Boss, I have done as you instructed and divided the first batch of drones into two parts."

"Is there any other work where you might need my help?"

"Enjoy your vacation!" The hoarse voice didn't continue with work assignments, but instead told Yoshihiro Yoshitsugu to continue enjoying his vacation.

After hanging up the phone, Yoshihiro Yoshitsugu put his phone away, turned around, and walked towards the hot spring pool next to him.

Suzhou.

After finishing the phone call, Ji Shuangshuang hummed a song as she walked into Lin Yi's office.

"It's all done as you instructed."

"OK!" After giving an OK sign, Lin Yi turned around and picked up his professional contact phone to send a message to Eisent, who was far away in the Middle East:

[Mr. Eisent, as you requested, the drones have been split into two batches: one to America and the other to the Middle East.]

The factory is packing the items; they are expected to be loaded onto the plane tomorrow and arrive the day after.

If you encounter any quality issues or other problems during use, please feel free to let us know!

Oh, and there's our fee too!

After sending the message, Lin Yi made himself a cup of hot tea in his thermos, held the thermos, leaned against the air conditioner, and drank the tea while enjoying the cool air.

Eisente stepped in to handle the deal, and the final total price was set at $2100 million.

Of course, the extra $200 million also includes the cost of transporting the drone, as well as insurance during transport.

However, even after deducting these two fees, there is still a considerable amount of money left.

Once the goods are delivered, both the Japanese shell company and the local manufacturing company will receive a substantial sum of money.

Once the domestic supply chain is streamlined, we can leverage Japanese companies to extend our reach overseas and to more distant places.

After imagining what the future would hold, Lin Yi closed his eyes and leisurely sipped his hot tea.

…………

Al Udeid Air Base, Qatar.

Eisent was very busy; in all his years in the military, this was the first time he had been this busy.

In his spare time, he longed to personally grab a gun, rush to northern Iraq, and to Afghanistan to wipe out all those troublemakers.

He really wanted to ask those people face to face, "Can't you just shut up for once?"

But he didn't dare to ask, because Eisent knew his own position very well; he was just a logistics officer, a logistics officer who didn't go to the front lines.

The people he was looking for were battle-hardened soldiers, and they also had the advantage of the terrain; if he went there, he would only face certain death.

He made sure the supplies needed to be sent to the front lines were allocated, personally followed up with the recipients, confirmed that the supplies had started to be transported, and that both the sender and receiver had received the information and started coordinating. Only then did he have time to rest.

During his break, he would take his phone out of the locker to check for missed calls or unread messages.

He recognized the phone number from several calls, and seeing the familiar format, he knew it was America's sales company calling to try and sell him all sorts of random things.

He casually added those numbers to his blacklist and then opened his text messages.

There were only five or six text messages.

The first text message I saw was from my hometown of Montana, urging me to pay property taxes.

Looking at the amount of property tax, he was glad that he hadn't bought a big house, but only a house large enough for his family to live in.

After reading the message, he immediately sent it to his wife, asking her to pay the property tax.

After reading through a few other unimportant messages, he finally opened the difficult-to-use software to check its internal information.

As soon as the software was opened, Lin Yi's message popped up.

Mr. Eisent, it has been done as you requested...

[Mr. Eisent, the plane has taken off, flight number QR9007. We will be transiting in Dubai and are expected to arrive in approximately 16 hours. Please check your messages!]

The last message was sent at 3 a.m. Qatar time.

This time is around 9 a.m. China time.

Upon seeing this, Eisent quickly calculated the arrival time of the plane: 16 hours, with a layover in Dubai, so it was estimated to be around 17 hours.

The message arrived at 3 a.m., which is roughly 8 p.m. Qatar time.

After calculating the result, he quickly glanced at the time on his phone screen.

19 points.

If the plane was flying fast, it should have landed by now. If it was flying slowly, or if it had a long layover in Dubai, it should still be in the air.

First, head to Doha International Airport.

First, check if it has arrived.

Once it arrives, contact someone to transport it.

After stretching his limbs, Eisent rushed out the door, climbed into the Hummer parked outside, and made a phone call to Benjamin as he drove towards the civilian airport.

On the other side, when Benjamin heard that the batch of drones was about to arrive in Doha, his expression was first stunned, and then he was overjoyed.

As the heir to a long-established political family and a soldier, he was all too familiar with the transactions within the military-industrial complex.

Those people always come up with various pretexts to ask Congress for money.

After receiving the money, they split it 30/70.

The big shots take 70% first, and the remaining small fry take another 70% from the remaining 30%.

The remaining money will be further skimmed off before it truly reaches its intended recipients.

A few years ago, he had the opportunity to witness the acceptance test of an anti-tank missile. A 1:1 replica of the Abrams tank, except without an internal operating system, was penetrated by this anti-tank missile with a single shot.

Placed inside the Abrams tank to replace personnel and take the brunt of their attacks, these "live sheep" were instantly killed by a single shot.

Upon seeing this result, he initially joined the crowd in their jubilation.

In his jubilation, he noticed that the people cleaning up the site didn't seem to exert much effort when they were towing the Abrams tank with a tractor.

Moreover, the tank didn't leave many tracks on the sand when it moved.

This unscientific.

He found an opportunity to get close to the tank, and once he got close, he discovered that the outer wall of the so-called 1:1 replica tank was thinner than that of the normal Abrams tank.

The moment he figured it out, it clicked.

This is how you make money!

But now, he has discovered a completely new pattern.

That means buying is worse than making!

It's not that making is less profitable than buying; it's about cultivating a completely new company, letting that company fund its own research and development, and then having the company develop something and release a finished product before the government buys it.

Doing so can save a lot of money on pointless research expenses.

In this model, the men in Congress know how to make their choices.

Of course, the military officers also know how to choose.

Besides, he himself was the master.

Moreover, this company is quite good; they are very efficient, their efficiency is nothing short of an industrial miracle!

With a heart full of excitement, Benjamin changed into his naval general's uniform, tidied himself up in front of the mirror, and then slowly walked out of the office. But after leaving the office, he frowned as he looked at the scenery outside the window and went back into the office.

Doha International Airport is located in the east of Doha, Qatar's largest city, while Al Udeid Air Base is located in the southwest of Doha.

To get from Al Udeid Air Base to Doha International Airport, you need to pass through Doha.

It's a bit of a waste of time.

He decided not to go.

Benjamin sent a message to Eisent and sent two teams of people to provide support. He then leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and began to sleep.

Doha International Airport.

After Eisent provided the relevant flight information and his identification, airport staff quickly helped him find the information for flight QR9007.

The flight has landed and is waiting in the holding area for inspection before unloading.

Normally, this whole process would take two hours, but Eisente had the authority to do so, and the airport didn't make him wait two hours.

Instead, they directly dispatched staff to lead him to the waiting area, and assigned someone to accompany him and help unload the goods. They also thoughtfully contacted a transport truck.

The cargo plane is an A380, which can carry 38 LD3 air containers.

Eisent stood at the entrance to the warehouse, watching one air container after another being unloaded.

1000 drones were loaded into 28 air shipping containers.

Standing in front of the last shipping container, he eagerly unlocked it and took out a box.

The box is entirely off-white and sealed in plastic. There are no markings on it, and it's impossible to tell what it contains from the outside.

After tearing open the plastic seal and removing the box, Smith took out the battery, the drone itself, and the remote control.

It feels very good.

He eagerly installed the batteries, wanting to take the drone off, but no matter how many times he pressed the power button, the drone did not respond.

An airline employee, unable to bear it any longer, leaned over and whispered:

"Sir, this type of lithium battery requires that only a small amount of electricity be stored inside during transportation."

"That little bit of power shouldn't be enough to power on your device."

"If you'd like to take a test, you can go to our rest area."

"Never mind!" Eisent waved his hand and put the drone back into the box and stuffed it into the flight case.

He then climbed into the Hummer and waved his hand at the transport truck:
"Al Udeid Air Base!"

As soon as the convoy exited the cargo terminal of Doha International Airport, it bumped into the group led by Benjamin's secretary. After a brief exchange, the two sides headed towards Uday Air Base.

Two hours later, the 3.7-kilometer-long runway at Al Udeid Air Base was piled with flight crates and drones.

Two hundred drones were unpacked and simply placed on the runway.

Beside these drones, Benjamin, with a drone in his left hand and a screwdriver in his right, disassembled one of the drones into pieces.

He placed all the parts on the ground, took a flashlight, and inspected them all. He stood up and gently patted Eisent on the shoulder:

"Let's start the test!"

At his command, Eisent began directing the soldiers beside him.

Following his instructions, the soldiers inserted fully charged batteries into the drone, started the drone, and connected the remote control to the drone.

Then, control the drone to take off.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the drone's propellers broke through the limits of rotation speed, dragging the object below as it slowly took off.

In the darkness, the buzzing of 200 drones' vibrating propellers, combined with the green indicator lights on their heads, made it seem as if countless demons from hell were lurking in the shadows, waiting for their chance to strike.

Benjamin took the remote control from one of the soldiers and started rotating the drone while keeping an eye on the screen.

The screen was somewhat dark, but with the help of the surrounding light, the outlines of people on the ground could be vaguely seen.

He then controlled the drone to fly towards the nearest light source.

The nearest light source is the outline light of the airport runway.

Flying closer, with the help of the light source, the images transmitted by the drone instantly became incredibly clear.

After looking at these and playing with them for a while, Benjamin finally simply hung a rock weighing about two kilograms under the drone. Watching the drone dragging the two-kilogram rock through the air, Benjamin nodded with great satisfaction.

These performance parameters are sufficient!
This was originally designed as a reconnaissance weapon for front-line combat troops. Although it is not very effective at night, night combat is actually a non-issue for American soldiers.

Or rather, it's a false proposition for both sides.

Because nighttime operations rely on creating chaos.

At that time, the presence or absence of drones was not very useful.

When he handed the remote back to Eisent, he gently patted the other man on the shoulder:

"It's too late today, let's get everything tidied up and then rest."

"Tomorrow, we'll test this thing again properly."

"Perhaps our frontline soldiers can use this to wipe out those terrorists."

(End of this chapter)