"He must be from an aristocratic family, and he's been practicing marksmanship since he was a child. Have you seen the video? With that kind of shooting speed, even the top-ranked sharpshooter in last year's All-Star Legion Tournament couldn't reach that level of accuracy!"
"Yes, yes! I agree! The old saying goes, 'The poor learn literature, the rich learn martial arts.' Isn't marksmanship a martial art? To develop this kind of gun feeling, you need at least twenty years of training and practice with billions of bullets. You can't develop this kind of gun feeling! Even a talented marksman can't achieve this kind of accuracy without extensive practice!"
"Tsk tsk, hundreds of millions of bullets, do you know how much that would cost? And don't forget, firearms are regulated. Without channels, even if you have money, you can't get these types of bullets and guns."
"So, this person must be from a noble family, no doubt about it! Even if he's a minor noble, and not just any minor noble, at least a minor noble who can be connected to the Zong family!"
Xia Chujian listened calmly, then smiled and whispered to the most eloquent Mao Yonggui, "Sister Mao, why does it have to be a minor nobleman with ties to the Zong family?"
Mao Yonggui also whispered, "The Zong family has the Zong family's military industry. Half of our fleet's weapons were provided by the Zong family's military industry..."
"Huh? Only half? Where's the other half?" Xia Chujian asked curiously.
Mao Yonggui smiled and said, "There's also Imperial Heavy Industries... Imperial Heavy Industries manufactures all kinds of machinery, including weapons, of course. Their business overlaps with Zong's Military Industries. However, Imperial Heavy Industries' technology has always been a notch higher than Zong's Military Industries."
Xia Chujian remembered that his master Su Buyan was making mechas in the Royal Mecha Company.
From this point of view, Royal Mecha is probably a department under Royal Heavy Industries.
She said thoughtfully, "...So Royal Heavy Industries is more profitable..."
Chu Qingjuan then said: "Does the royal family still need to make money? They just want to master technology."
Xia Chujian thought, mastering technology is important, but making money is also important...
She just didn't believe that the main purpose of Royal Heavy Industries was to control technology.
It’s simple, where does the technology come from?
As the highest institution in the empire, it certainly cannot seize things by force and can only rely on its own research and development.
But research and development is the most expensive.
These were all mentioned casually by Su Buyan when he visited her house last time and chatted with her.
Xia Chujian did not understand the deeper meaning behind these words, but since these words had passed her ears, they remained in her mind. When the time was right, she would think of them, combine them with reality, and then she would understand them thoroughly and gain a better comprehension.
She now understood why the descendants of large families had a higher proportion of geniuses than ordinary people, because they grew up in such an environment and their vision and knowledge were cultivated in this way.
Ordinary people, no matter how talented they are, cannot access these upper-level channels. The best result is that they can only rely on their talents to work their way up to the middle level.
That is the situation after having the right time, place and people.
She sighed softly in her heart, but still smiled, and said, "That's true. With skills, money will naturally come. Hahahaha..."
Sang Yadi glanced at her and said cautiously, "Xiao...Xiao Xia, don't...don't...always talking about money...money...money."
Xia Chujian turned around in surprise: "Sister Sang, what do you mean?"
Sangyadi had a lot to say, but now that she was anxious, her stuttering became even worse. She said anxiously, "Yin yin yin..."
She spent a long time saying the word "because" but couldn't say the word "for" at the end.
Xia Chujian was not in a hurry and waited patiently.
But the five people in front of her waiting to receive supplies heard it, looked back, and laughed even louder: "Hahahaha! Look, we have a stutterer here! We actually have a stutterer! No way! This is a special training base! It's for mid-level and above pilots! What if he stutters while reporting to his superiors on a fighter plane!"
They laughed unrestrainedly, their laughter rumbling and almost echoing in the empty hall of the supply warehouse.
Sang Yadi's face suddenly turned red, so red that blood seemed to be dripping out.
She lowered her head deeply, hunched her shoulders, and felt ashamed.
Xia Chujian frowned, slowly turned around and looked at the five new students who were almost laughing crazy.
There were three men and two women, and they seemed to come from well-off families because they had not yet changed into their base uniforms and were wearing their own clothes. The style and material of their clothes were obviously very expensive, and they were even some famous brands.
Xia Chujian doesn't buy brand-name products, but when she browses Star.net, she has browsed the websites of brand-name clothing.
She withdrew her gaze and quickly glanced at Mao Yonggui and Chu Qingjuan.
These two are from the same fleet as Sangyadi. Although they are not in the same team, it seems that they have known each other before.
At this time, Mao Yonggui's eyes flickered as he looked at the five people in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.
Chu Qingjuan hugged Sang Yadi's shoulders, frowned, and glared at the five people.
The five people in front felt Chu Qingjuan's angry gaze and felt a little uncomfortable.
Their laughter gradually died down, and they all snorted and glared back at Chu Qingjuan: "What are you looking at! She stutters to begin with, and she doesn't allow people to talk about it?!"
"That's right! How did a stutterer join the army? He should be reported to the Military Police for a thorough investigation! Is there someone cheating?" A woman with a long neck, delicate and clear skin, and head held high like a white swan said sarcastically.
Xia Chujian lowered her head and fiddled with her smart bracelet. She checked the information on the intranet, then looked up and said with a bright smile, "But, the enlistment requirements don't say that people with stuttering can't join the army... So what are you checking?"
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