Xiaomi Heavy Industry, its first entrepreneurial venture!

Chapter 326 A Temporary Balance! (Second Update!)
Before the car even entered the municipal government compound, Xiao He's phone rang.

Seeing that it was Qin Chao calling, he quickly answered. As he listened to the conversation, his usually stern face slowly twitched.

After hanging up the phone, he said to Lin Yi with a helpless expression:

"Ye Jingting broadcast the news about repairing the school directly over the loudspeaker."

"If there are no unforeseen circumstances, the construction of the control center and data center on Xishan Island will not be hindered by so-called locals."

"That's good!" Lin Yi replied, turning the steering wheel and driving the car into the municipal government compound.

He put Xiao He down, waved his hand, and headed towards Xiaomi Heavy Industry.

Back at the company, he couldn't wait to find the construction worker at the construction site and put the sketch drawn by Ye Jingting in front of him.

As soon as the sketch was released, the civil engineering dog barked wildly as if its tail had been stepped on.

Hearing the civil engineering dog barking wildly, Lin Yi quickly withdrew the sketch and squatted down:
Will I be prosperous this year?

As soon as the words left his mouth, the civil engineer fell silent, as if someone had grabbed him by the throat.

Seeing this, Lin Yi handed the sketch to the person who had been guarding the civil engineering dog:

"This time it's the school's blueprints. Let's make a floor plan and a 3D model first to see the effect. We'll talk about the specific drawings after the geological survey report comes out."

The people around the civil engineer put away the sketches, then picked him up and walked towards the construction area.

After arranging these things, Lin Yi turned around and went back to the telecommunications company office to continue working on the unfinished tasks.

Time flies when you get busy.

In the blink of an eye, a week has passed.

As soon as Lin Yi entered his office on the morning of the new day, the Civil Engineering Dog delivered the school's floor plan and 3D renderings.

After studying the two sets of drawings for a while, Lin Yi turned around, packed them up, and asked Han Shunfa to send someone to the municipal government to deliver them to Xiao He.

Just after resolving these matters, an unexpected person appeared at Xiaomi Heavy Industry.

Salle.

In mid-to-late June, Suzhou can no longer be described as hot; it should be described as unbearably hot.

When Saler appeared before Lin Yi, he was wearing a white silk robe, slippers, and a cloth covering his head.

The cloth covering his head was white, and his silk robe was also white, but the slippers he was wearing were a pair of brownish-yellow slippers, which looked particularly strange and out of place.

After ushering the person into the office and serving them a cup of tea, Lin Yi casually asked, "Have you come here to pick up the batch of weapons you ordered?"

Salle took the tea, took a small sip, and noticed that there was no sugar in it. He then decisively put the tea down: "My main purpose is to come and have fun, my secondary purpose is to get the weapon, and my third purpose is to see you."

"Or rather, I want to see the satellite you mentioned a long time ago."

As he spoke, Lin Yi took out a jar of rock sugar from the bookshelf next to him, placed the jar in front of Saler, and sat down with his teacup in his arms.

On the sofa opposite, Saller happily picked up the jar of rock sugar, took out two pieces of rock sugar, and casually tossed them into his teacup.

Put the lid on the jar, pick up the straw, and gently stir the teacup.

The movements were relaxed and casual.

You can tell he has a lot of free time.

Seeing this, Lin Yi considered his words for a moment, put down his teacup, and asked:
"Has the Israel issue been resolved?"

"Also, I saw that the leader of ISI claimed to have 18 dirty bombs in his possession, and he plans to use these dirty bombs to control the Middle East region."

"Aren't you going to deal with this?"

After hearing these two questions, Saller slowly put down his teacup, crossed his legs, placed his hands on his knees, and tapped his fingers idly for a while before speaking softly:
"Because of your bad idea, Israel has temporarily quieted down."

"Oh, right, I also have videos here!"

Speaking of the video, Saller's face lit up with a bright smile. He took the briefcase from his secretary, opened it, took out a USB drive, and handed it to Lin Yi:

"This is a training video of Russian mercenaries that we filmed."

“Our official media has already released it, but this USB drive contains the complete video, which I think you will like.”

Lin Yi couldn't help but roll his eyes when the USB drive was full of videos.

He took the USB drive, turned around, and plugged it into the computer under his desk that wasn't connected to the internet.

Open the USB drive and open the video inside.

The video was a bit blurry, and Lin Yi felt that it was probably filmed with a door lock.

Under the scorching sun, Russian soldiers in American desert uniforms are undergoing inspection.

Besides their American desert camouflage uniforms, they also had brand-new M16s from America.

In addition, they wore masks, leaving only their eyes exposed.

From Lin Yi's perspective, this was just a bunch of American soldiers.

These people, however, seemed to have more energy and spirit than American soldiers; the difference was quite obvious when they stood there.

After the initial inspection video, came the so-called live-fire training video.

The main content of the live-fire training video is these Russian soldiers, holding M16s and wearing American desert camouflage, using the Russian-made D30 modified export version 155mm howitzer in the desert, as well as the old man from decades ago, the Tulip 240mm mortar, a building demolition artifact.

Both of these are among the heaviest firepower.

A 155mm shell exploded in the desert, kicking up clouds of smoke and dust at the blast site.

The 240mm tulip mortar, which is thicker than the 155mm mortar, has even more firepower and is more frightening.

There are a total of 5 soldiers operating the tulip mortar: two are responsible for loading ammunition, and three are responsible for controlling the direction and firing range.

The 240mm mortar shells were loaded, and then the muzzle was aimed at a dilapidated house in the desert, which was probably a location specially chosen by the photographers.

The mortar fired a muffled thud, followed by a deafening explosion. The mud-brick house that stood in the desert vanished without a trace after the explosion, leaving only a large crater.

While Lin Yi was reviewing the video, Saler, carrying a teacup, slowly strolled over.

“We have conducted tests, and under the same conditions, these Russian mercenaries take far less time to fire a shell than our pampered soldiers.”

Halfway through the video, Lin Yi realized that the rest were all similar videos, and he immediately lost interest in watching.

He tapped the spacebar on the keyboard with his thumb to pause the video, then turned to look at Sale: "So, the Israelites are intimidated by you?"

“At least that’s how it is for now!” Saller nodded, then took out his phone, found a photo, and placed it in front of Lin Yi:
"This is a proclamation issued by the Israelis!"

When Lin Yi looked up at his phone screen, he noticed that the information Saller was showing was not a photo, but a screenshot of a news article.

However, the text in the photo was in Hebrew, and he didn't recognize a single word.

After pretending to look at it for a while, he nodded slightly.
"Can you tell me what this text means?"

This sudden question left Saller speechless for a moment. He gestured wildly for a while before finally asking the question that had been on his mind: "You don't know Hebrew?"

"I have no communication with Israel, so why should I know Hebrew?" After answering Sall's question frankly, Lin Yi switched to the computer connected to the internet, switched the VPN to Israel, and began searching for official announcements from the Israeli Ministry of Defense.

After searching for a while, he found the original manuscript of the photo that Saller had shown.

There was an English version on the webpage. Lin Yi spent a few minutes reading the announcement from beginning to end.

The content is very simple.

Because the large number of people to be recruited in a short period of time has affected normal production and business operations in the country, the recruitment work has been temporarily cancelled.

The timeline for the commencement of the work will be announced separately.

Lin Yi scanned the announcement several times and discovered a blind spot in it.

He logged out of the Israeli Ministry of Defense website and searched through the websites of several other Israeli departments. He quickly found the reason.

They are Haredi.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Israel's recent conscription involved capturing several Haredis and forcibly conscripting them into the army, forcing them to serve as slaves.

As claimed at the founding of Israel, the Haredis were considered the "heavenly beings" of Israel, who could receive substantial subsidies simply by reciting scriptures every day.

This kind of life had lasted for decades, but now it has been disrupted.

Those despicable fellows dared to capture the great Haredi and force them into military service.

It is tolerable and unbearable.

The Haredi people started a disturbance, and because of this disturbance by these "heavenly dragons," the Israeli prime minister quickly ordered that those people be released immediately.

At the same time, he took the opportunity to temporarily halt Israel's conscription plan.

In other words, just a while ago, tensions were high and a full-blown war was possible. Now, Israel and the Middle Eastern countries are on the ground, feeding each other.

After reading the news, Lin Yi closed the webpage, unplugged the USB drive, and tossed it to Sall. "So, in other words, everyone in the Middle East has calmed down for the time being, right?"

"Yes!" Salle nodded with a smile, raising both hands to give Lin Yi a thumbs-up:
"It's all because of your plan. Now, the plan is missing one link."

"That's the batch of weapons you're going to sell to me."

"If I mention this batch of supplies now, we can have our direct flights transport these equipment back."

"At that time, mercenaries from Russia will be wearing America's desert camouflage and using your Chinese firearms."

"Just imagining it is exciting."

It's quite exciting.

It would be truly exciting if Israel took advantage of this announcement to prepare for battle and launch a surprise attack on you.

Silently cursing to himself, Lin Yi turned his gaze to Saler:
"You just said you came here to check the satellite, which means you won't be going back anytime soon, right?"

"Yes!" Saller nodded quickly, which indirectly confirmed Lin Yi's words.

Then he held the teacup and kept circling around Lin Yi:
“You said on the phone last time that you were planning to launch a satellite within one or two months.”

"Let me calculate the time; you should be ready by now."

"So, when can we launch?"

"Could you give me a spot on the best viewing platform?"

"Also, when you launch satellites into space, could you spare two for me?"

"Or, you could put the Saudi flag on some of the satellites."

“If you paint it with the Saudi flag, I can give you another investment.”

Saller's words reminded Lin Yi of a movie, or rather, a character in that movie.

The Tang Monk played by Law Kar-ying.

Talkative, and very talkative.

very annoying.

After listening for a while, Lin Yi couldn't stand his rambling any longer, so he raised his right hand and interrupted him directly:

"Since we're all friends, there's no need to invest money. Of the 27 satellites I'm launching this time, 24 are low-orbit satellites."

“I painted your Saudi flag on 18 of the satellites.”

"I'll paint the UAE flag on the remaining 6."

"When the launch takes place, I'll have someone film a program, and at the end of the program, when I'm thanking everyone, I'll reveal your names and read them out personally."

"Isn't this enough sincerity?"

After speaking in a somewhat frantic manner, Lin Yi looked at Saler expectantly, hoping to make him stop talking and quiet down for a while.

The next second, Saller's voice rang out again:
"What about the remaining three? Whose flag are you planning to capture?"

Lin Yi could detect a hint of resentment in that sentence.

He held his head in his hands, rolled his eyes, and roared to the sky, "I'm spending my own money!"

"My own company provided the blueprints, the technology, and the money to build the satellite. If it doesn't bear my own brand, whose brand should it bear?"

"Oh!" Saler withdrew his gaze in disappointment, baring his teeth and gasping for breath. Then, as if he had thought of something, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his gaze returned to Lin Yi:
Are you a square satellite or a round satellite?

"Square!"

"Square?"

"Yes, square!"

"That makes things easier!" After confirming that the satellite was square, Saller slapped his thigh.
“A cuboid has 6 faces. Excluding the face you painted for the UAE, there are 5 other faces.”

“The remaining 6 satellites, the 6 from the UAE, you paint the front with the UAE flag, and the remaining 5 sides all with the Saudi flag.”

"Yes, let's do it this way!"

"Paint the previous 18 satellites in the same way!"

When he got excited, Saler started dancing and gesturing wildly. Although Lin Yi didn't want to dampen his spirits, he didn't want to cause trouble for himself either.

He raised his hands and rubbed his cheeks, then corrected him in a gentle voice:

"It only has two sides, front and back!"

"The left and right sides need to be connected to solar panels, so they can't be painted."

"It has two sides, top and bottom, and solar panels on top, so it only has two sides, front and back."

"Alright!" Upon learning that there were only two kinds of noodles, Salle tossed his hands aside, picked up his teacup, and returned to sit down on the sofa.

After downing another sip of tea, he eagerly pressed on with his question:

"Now that the satellite's paint scheme is done, you still haven't said when to launch it?"

Are you planning to launch all 27 of your satellites on the same day?

Are they at the same launch site?

(End of this chapter)