Chapter 404 This thermobaric weapon is good, we need this thermobaric weapon!

An office of the Imperial Capital Military Industry Department.

The air conditioner in the room blew a faint cool breeze.

Behind the large solid wood desk.

Liu Jianguo sat blankly in that leather executive chair.

Listening to the great dream of the young man coming from the screen, the Old Minister was also completely dumbfounded.

He even forgot to breathe, his chest ceasing its rise and fall.

His eyes stared straight at the spirited young face on the computer screen.

The old comrade's brain was currently in a state of severe crash.

He knew all too well the price of a strategic-level weapon like the Thermobaric Bomb.

Even in an internal munitions factory where cost control was most stringent.

According to the power of the Thermobaric Bomb Li Jiajun displayed, just the special steel for the shell, the high-precision fuses for two-stage detonation, and the high-concentration chemical aerosol fuel filled inside...

Counting all materials and labor together.

At an equivalent price, producing one would be a hard expenditure of several hundred thousand.

And that's the ex-factory floor price without calculating the massive early-stage R&D costs.

But now.

Li Jiajun was casually telling over a hundred thousand viewers it cost five thousand?

What can five thousand yuan do?

Treat a few tables of guests at a slightly high-end restaurant, or buy a mid-range Smartphone.

And now, one could actually buy a weapon of mass destruction that could instantly drain oxygen from hundreds of meters?

Liu Jianguo felt his common sense being ruthlessly ground into the dirt.

This cost compression simply defied the common sense of physics.

Even if those high-energy fuels were replaced with the lowest quality gunpowder, it would be impossible to drive the cost down to this outrageous level.

Of course, most importantly.

Damn it!

This kid actually said something about making it affordable for everyone.

That was the part that truly made one's scalp tingle.

'This is a freaking Thermobaric Bomb!'

'Not Chinese cabbage sold by the catty at the vegetable market!'

'What are you planning with this benevolent price reduction and popularization?' This thought surfaced in his mind.

Liu Jianguo followed this young man's "dream" to its logical conclusion.

An apocalyptic scene instantly appeared in his mind.

In the future, on the shelves of convenience stores or supermarkets on the street.

Next to toilet paper and bottled water, there would be rows of Thermobaric Fire Extinguishing Bombs priced at five thousand yuan each.

Encountering some minor friction, hot-tempered citizens wouldn't go buy kitchen knives anymore.

They'd directly head out with a Thermobaric Bomb to demand an explanation.

Pull the pin and throw—the entire neighborhood and several streets would be physically ascended.

Just thinking about this scene made Liu Jianguo feel like he was going to have a heart attack.

How is this benefiting society?

This is clearly trying to take all of humanity with him to restart the Earth server.

...

Meanwhile.

In a high-level office of a certain military region.

Sunlight shone through the window, spilling onto the mahogany tea table.

This big shot was leisurely drinking tea.

His question in the bullet chat earlier was just a casual inquiry.

He held a warm purple clay teacup in his hand.

Curling steam rose from the rim of the cup.

Just as he brought the tea to his lips and swallowed a small sip.

After hearing Li Jiajun's answer.

The moment the figure of five thousand yuan came out.

The big shot's body suddenly froze.

His eyes widened instantly, his eyeballs nearly bulging out of their sockets.

The sip of warm tea in his throat instantly went out of control.

With a "pfft" sound.

A mouthful of tea was sprayed directly onto the large computer screen in front of him.

The pale yellow tea slowly slid down the LCD screen.

A few tea leaves still clung stubbornly to the center of Li Jiajun's smiling face on the screen.

This high-ranking general, who had weathered countless storms, completely lost his usual dignity at this moment.

He bent over and began to cough violently.

'Cough, cough, cough...'

'What did this kid say?'

'Five thousand yuan?'

'Our military region's logistics department usually spends more than five thousand just to buy a decent tactical helmet!'

'Can a Thermobaric Bomb be made at this price?' This thought surfaced in his mind.

Ignoring the tea on the screen, the big shot messily wiped his mouth with his sleeve.

His eyes were glued to the screen, as if trying to see if the kid was joking.

But the young factory director in the video had an expression so sincere, filled with the radiance of serving the people.

...

The shockwave of impact went far beyond this.

In the office of the General Armament Department deep within the Imperial Capital.

The room was covered with a thick carpet, and the soundproofing was excellent.

The Old General of the General Armament Department was also dumbfounded upon hearing this.

This highly respected elder, who usually remained unfazed even if Mount Tai collapsed before him.

At this moment, he felt his blood pressure soaring in a straight line.

The Old General was so angry his beard was twitching, those few strands of grey beard trembling in the air.

'Fine, you're doing a fire safety project and ended up with a Fuel-Air Weapon.'

'But now you're turning it into a discounted promotional item in a supermarket?'

'If he really manages to ramp up production, what will become of this world?'

The Old General did not hesitate.

He immediately reached out and picked up the Smartphone on the tea table nearby.

His finger jabbed heavily at the screen, with enough force as if to shatter the glass.

He clicked on Liu Jianguo's WeChat avatar.

He directly sent another WeChat to Liu Jianguo, saying: "I asked you to research fire extinguishing equipment, not to popularize man-extinguishing equipment for the whole nation."

Even after sending this message, the Old General still felt a tightness in his chest.

He picked up the plain water next to him and drank it in one gulp.

Trying to suppress the rolling fury in his heart.

...

On the other side.

Liu Jianguo sat at his desk.

Hearing the notification sound from his phone.

With trembling hands, he picked up the phone.

After reading this WeChat from the Old General, he felt his head swim.

His vision even blurred briefly with double images.

The "absolute safety" guarantees he had made before now felt like resounding slaps.

Ruthlessly striking his old face.

He took a deep breath, just about to type some words of explanation on the keyboard.

Attempting to salvage this completely out-of-control situation.

Just then.

At the top of the phone screen, a new message bubble popped up.

Liu Jianguo looked closely.

It was that local Procurement Officer.

Liu Jianguo opened the chat box.

The other party sent a message saying: "Director Liu, it's still the same thing—I can't procure it at all, even if this price is indeed cheaper compared to similar products."

While Liu Jianguo was looking at this message.

The phone screen jumped again.

The Old Military Friend who had previously comforted Liu Jianguo by saying "at least it won't be requisitioned this time" also sent a message.

He opened it to look.

The other party sent a sentence: "I take back what I said earlier; it still has to be requisitioned."

Looking at this, Liu Jianguo only felt a toothache.

"Alright, enough said. As for those Thermobaric Bombs, our military region needs a batch." This big shot spoke again.

...

A short while later.

In Li Jiajun's livestream room.

The atmosphere had completely shifted from previous shock to a frantic buying scene.

One could see—

Including that military big shot who had teased Liu Jianguo, these big shots all used military alternate accounts to send bullet chats.

They were afraid their hand speed would be too slow and other units would beat them to it.

The entire public screen of the livestream room was instantly submerged by these impatient comments.

Scrolling on the screen were:

"Little Factory Director Li, we want this."

"Great, this is exactly what we need."

"Old Liu, don't you dare compete with me."

"Want! We want it, want it, want it!"