In fact, Galston's work is not complicated. It is just to further increase the concentration of "plant growth regulator". After all, Galston has developed a finished product. It is nothing more than further increasing the concentration and then strengthening its leaf-falling effect in a targeted manner.
With the efforts of dozens of chemists, it took only half a month for the first batch of high-concentration "plant growth regulator" samples to be produced, and the test results were gratifying.
"..."
Is this a forest?
Looking at the withered grove in front of him, even the tree trunks were rotten, George finally understood why the US military wanted to use it in Vietnam-with it, the rainforest blocked by the guerrillas' sight would be completely destroyed!
"Boss, can it really be used on the battlefield?"
Sun Tianlei's tone was still a little uncertain.
"Can it really kill the Japanese devils?"
"Believe me, it's right, it can not only kill the Japanese devils, but also kill a lot of Japanese devils! "
Smiling, George looked at Sun Tianlei and said,
"As long as there is one day, I won't regret it."
"Regret? Why regret that the Japanese devils killed so many of us? Have they ever regretted it?"
Nodding slightly, George knew that Sun Tianlei's attitude represented the attitude of most Chinese people. For Chinese people, hatred must be washed away with blood.
But... when Galston and other Americans knew that their hard work would kill 20 million Xiao Ri, what would they think?
Will they be like the Virgin Oppenheimer?
After hearing about the casualties of Xiao Ri, they felt that they were deeply sinful and their hands were stained with blood?
Kill the Virgin first in troubled times...
This sentence is right!
Seeing that the boss didn't speak, Sun Tianlei asked curiously.
"Boss, what are we going to do next?"
"Debug the equipment and prepare for mass production. As for me... I'm going to Washington. "
After instructing the company to debug the equipment and prepare for production, George could not wait to rush to Washington.
After all, the people who could make the decision to dump this stuff all over Japan were all in Washington, but who could he find in Washington?
Although he was still unsure, George still boarded the train to Washington. Shortly after the train left the war, George said to Ding En and Hank.
"You sit down first, I'll go out for a walk..."
The so-called walk is actually to go to the bar car to smoke a cigarette and have a drink.
The bar in the first-class car, The biggest difference from ordinary bars is... the drinks here are expensive, but unlimited.
Other than that, there is no difference from ordinary bars - there are only a group of bald, fat middle-aged and elderly people. These well-dressed people always talk about politics, money, and of course war, and more about how to make money from war.
"What a boring group of people..."
Peggy, who was sitting by the window, sighed, took a sip of the wine glass, and then looked out the window.
But after only six months of marriage, Peggy was fed up with this marriage - for For her husband, there is always only politics and business, which is why she often goes to Atlantic City or Havana.
Because married life is too boring.
"Hey..."
When the wine glass touched her lips, she accidentally saw a person walking into the car.
It's him!
Although he was wearing a formal suit today, she still recognized him at a glance, the guy in Havana!
Why is he here!
Watching him coming over here, Peggy's heart beat faster and faster. What if he recognized her?
In fact, until now She couldn't figure out what happened that night?
Is it because of the alcohol, or...
Just when she was thinking about it, Peggy found that the man actually walked straight past her.
This...
In an instant, Peggy's heart was in turmoil!
He, he didn't recognize her!
It was all in vain!
No, it wasn't in vain, he seemed to have paid.
Thinking of this, Peggy couldn't help but hold her wallet, and there was still the Franklin in her wallet. The bill reminded her of the madness of that night.
"Did he really not recognize me?"
Watching the man sit at the bar, Peggy's mind flashed countless thoughts.
At first, she was afraid that the other party would recognize her, but now, she was entangled with him not recognizing her.
"Really, why didn't you recognize me? "
George, who was sitting at the bar, obviously didn't know that he had been targeted. He ordered a glass of whiskey, took a sip, and then lit a cigarette, thinking about the next step after arriving in Washington.
"The key is to knock on the door."
Frowning, George thought of the most common type of people in Washington - lobbyists.
"Maybe, I should find a lobbyist, but can a lobbyist knock on the door of the Pentagon?"
This is a bit difficult!
The more George thought about it, the more difficult it was for him to do it.
After all, it was not realistic for a newcomer to talk business with the Pentagon right away!
Just at this moment, a voice came into his ears.
"...National Hotel, my order was negotiated there. You never know who you will meet in the restaurant on the sixth floor? Admiral? Lieutenant Colonel? Don't think those generals are a big deal... You can get an order in the time it takes to have a meal..."
National Hotel?
Order?
Confused, George looked at the people who were talking. Because they were a little far away, he couldn't hear what they were saying. At this time, the woman at the next table came into his sight.
She looked familiar... Yes, it was her!
In Cuba, blonde beauties are rare, and blonde beauties as beautiful as her are even rarer, and she is in that business.
She was on the train?
Is this also where she does business?
Thinking of this, George walked over.
He, he's here...
He recognized me...
With mixed feelings, Peggy stared at the man walking towards her. When the man came, she was a little flustered and covered the ring on her finger with her hand without showing any expression.
"Miss, we meet again..."
After saying that, George sat opposite the woman. This position was just right for him to hear what they were saying.
"You, you..."
Seeing that the woman was a little dazed, George smiled, then took out a hundred-dollar bill from his wallet and whispered.
"Miss, help me..."
Ah!
Here it comes again...