164: What's going on in Chapter 164?

"Mistake? Do you think that's possible? There's nothing to be surprised about. Special equipment naturally requires high-standard basic components. Although a strength grade of 12.9 is already a high-strength alloy."

"It has also undergone cyaniding, blackening, and heat treatment. Some have even had special treatments like nickel or chrome plating for corrosion resistance."

"However, it still wasn't strong enough to match the kunpeng. We had to re-develop this kind of ultra-high-strength alloy component, which is the one in your hand. Don't go throwing it around, okay? Every single one has a serial number. If even one goes missing, they'll turn everything upside down looking for it."

After Chu Ge finished speaking, he put the bolt back. Wang Jie looked at the bolt in his hand again, then carefully put it back.

"Science has no boundaries. Don't limit your thinking to textbooks. If you do that, you'll only be walking paths others have already trodden. While you won't make any major mistakes, you'll also miss out on the joy of exploring new paths."

Chu Ge also had his own path, which was the one he followed with his eyes closed, led by System Big Brother. This path was quite impressive, leading straight to the heavens, so he had no choice.

But Tan Songlin and Wang Jie didn't have the Military-Industrial System to guide them, so they still had to learn to explore on their own and couldn't rely entirely on others.

At least, if they wanted to achieve something.

The three of them walked around until noon. The sun gradually became scorching. Standing next to the metal plates, one could clearly feel the heat radiating from them.

Chu Ge touched an alloy steel plate and quickly pulled his hand back. At this temperature, frying an egg would definitely be no problem.

There were fewer workers working in the open. They had probably moved to sections with factory buildings. In this regard, the Dockyard Base leadership was quite humane.

Chu Ge and the others brushed the dust off themselves and walked toward the nearest factory building...

Throughout the day, Chu Ge didn't return to his office. Instead, he led his two little fanboys around the vast Dockyard Base. He wanted to understand as much engineering information as possible so that he could offer some rational suggestions.

Returning to the dormitory at night, Chu Ge felt like his whole body was falling apart. After a rushed wash, he collapsed onto his bed and fell into a deep sleep.

...

At the official residence of the Joint Staff Office of the Island Nation's Joint Staff Headquarters, a secret military meeting was taking place.

The two parties in attendance were Chris Kyle, the Supreme Commander of America in the Island Nation, along with his subordinates and high-ranking officials, and on the other side, the Island Nation's Minister of Defense, Ichiro Wada, his military advisor, Chief of Staff Yukinosuke Yamamoto, and several other staff members.

"Mr. Kyle, although the Island Nation is willing to stand on America's side, isn't doing this a bit too dangerous?"

Chief of Staff Yamamoto asked, frowning.

"Oh, Mr. Yamamoto, it's not like we're asking you to engage in real combat with them. It's just a probe, what are you afraid of? Don't forget, you have the world's most formidable America behind you."

"But, but China's military strength is no longer what it used to be. And according to our intelligence, China has recently been upgrading their armament systems again. This time, it's very likely all weapons of mass destruction."

"And they also have Russia as a helper. That country isn't so easy to talk to. They still have tens of thousands of troops stationed at our northern border. If something really goes wrong and they launch a pincer attack, our Island Nation will truly become a turtle in a jar."

Yamamoto sported a small mustache, was not tall, and had dark skin, but none of this prevented him from being a shrewd little old man. He was unwilling to be used as a gun by America just like that. Taking a step back, even if he were to be used, he wanted to secure a sufficiently tempting price for the Island Nation.

Moreover, this time he clearly felt that America was doing this on purpose, though he didn't know the real motive.

"Rest assured, regarding the international public opinion afterward, I will have the Base Camp communicate with relevant Western countries in advance. By then, the entire West will stand behind you. What else do you have to worry about?"

After Kyle finished speaking, he lit a cigarette and smoked it unscrupulously. He had already laid down the ultimatum; he had to get the Island Nation to nod today. This was the task Washington had given him, even though he didn't quite understand the intention of those big shots.

But whatever. He just had to execute it. Here, he felt his words still carried weight.

Yamamoto and Ichiro Wada were whispering to each other. Kyle wasn't in a hurry. After finishing his cigarette, he started drinking coffee. At this moment, his patience was at its peak; he felt like he had a God's-eye view.

"Fine, our Island Nation agrees. I hope America will fulfill its promise when the time comes. At the very least, you must help us contain one of them. Otherwise, if they join forces to deter us, we will truly be in a passive position."

Yamamoto still agreed. He knew that these Americans were determined this time. What could a son do about what his father wanted to do?

"OK, Yamamoto-kun, that's more like you. After the mission is accomplished, I'll treat you all to sake, haha."

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, our satellites have detected one of their fleets sailing in the open waters of the Pacific Ocean."

Kyle didn't trust the Xiao Ge Zi in front of him; he wanted to push them further into the vortex.

"Rest assured, Commander Kyle, our reconnaissance planes reported it this morning. That is one of their coast guard formations. By the time we tow back those troublemakers, they won't have even reacted yet."

"OK, OK, haha." Kyle laughed heartily.

Time passed to the afternoon. It was cloudy today, and there was a breeze at sea, so it didn't feel very hot.

An ocean-going squid fishing boat was sailing toward the open sea.

In the cabin, Captain Wu Changlei was chatting with the first mate and the second mate.

"First mate, tell the brothers to be careful. We start working tonight. The market is good this year, so let's strive for a big harvest. The bonuses later definitely won't be small."

The captain stood on tiptoes to take a look at the sailors on the deck, then turned to his first mate and said.

"Alright, I'm going now. Don't worry, Captain. These brothers were all trained by us personally. They are all veteran sailors; there's no problem with the work."