Chapter 742 Young General vs. Rich Lady 45
The boss has never heard of such a request. People buy armor just because it looks good. Who would actually test whether the armor can protect against knife cuts?
However, his armor is made strictly according to the restored model, the materials are better than the ancient ones, and it must have a defensive effect.
"My armor is definitely fine. No matter how many stores you compare, mine is definitely the best."
"My knife is also a good one. After it is sharpened, it can cut iron like mud. If it doesn't work, come to me and I will return it to you."
Ji Yunhuan became more interested. "I know yours are all good stuff, so I want to know which one is better. Then I can know more about it when I use it. Please test it quickly, I'm in a hurry."
Those who pay the money are the bosses, so the boss can only bite the bullet and use his own knife to cut his own armor.
With a clang, a shallow scratch was left on the armor.
Ji Yunhuan was very dissatisfied, "Please use more force! You are like scratching an itch, is this knife not working?"
The boss couldn't tolerate others saying that his knife was bad, so he chopped it at his chest with all his strength. There was a sizzling sound, and even sparks of fire came out from the place of contact, and a cut was made on the front of his armor.
There was a layer of breastplate inside the improved version of the armor. The boss chopped it a few more times with force, and a harsh friction sound was heard. Deep marks were left on the breastplate, and it was almost pierced through.
Ji Yunhuan rubbed his ears, very satisfied. "Not bad, not bad. Your knife is really useful. Although it has a little chip on it, it can still be used after sharpening. It's a good knife!"
"The armor still needs to be improved. Next time I buy from you, you can't fool me with the same quality."
The boss was aroused again, "Just wait, I will definitely make it stronger next time."
Ji Yunhuan was very satisfied with the armor, but she would naturally be happy to see it be made better.
Defense is inherently more difficult than damage. She believed that Beirong's weapons were definitely not as useful as the ones she sent over, so facing Beirong's attacks, these armors could definitely block one or two.
Ji Yunhuan has already placed an order online for 30,000 sets of bulletproof vests and bulletproof helmets, and asked the seller to deliver them expeditedly. She can pay for the shipping costs.
Defensive products are much easier to buy. With bulletproof vests and helmets, key parts can be protected, and even without armor, soldiers can save their lives.
The next day, several large trucks drove into Lulin Mountain.
Manager Xu was not around, and Ji Yunhuan urged him to go and take care of the explosives himself.
Ji Yunhuan found a few seldom-used warehouses, cleaned them up, and added locks to them so that no one could get in when she was not there.
The workers were carrying huge wooden boxes, which required two people to lift into the warehouse.
"This is too heavy, like a lump of iron. What on earth is it?"
"Who cares? As long as there's money, it's fine. I didn't expect the big boss on the project to be a woman. But she's really generous. She gave us so much bonus just for helping out."
"Stop talking nonsense and get to work. The sooner you finish, the sooner you get paid."
With a clang, a large box slid to the ground, a piece of wood was shaken off, and a sword fell out. The scabbard had fallen off, and the blade was shining coldly.
Ji Yunhuan picked up the sword and stuffed it back without changing his expression. He said calmly, "These are all props. There will be large-scale performances in Lulin Mountain in the future. These are all prepared in advance."
The workers didn't doubt anything at all. They worked very hard and soon finished moving several truckloads of goods.
After everyone had left, Ji Yunhuan entered the warehouse holding the bronze mirror, ready to transfer the weapons.
When Huo Xiao saw the water stopped, he knew that the gods were going to transmit weapons, so he took the bronze mirror and went to Beidaying.
There are four military camps in Pingyang City, one in each of the southeast, northwest, northeast and southwest. Currently, the Huo family army is small in number, and except for those patrolling other places, the main forces are concentrated in the North Camp.
This place is closest to the northern city wall, so if the Northern Rong attack, we can respond quickly.
It is almost time for lunch. The air is filled with the aroma of rice. Pieces of braised meat are poured out of the pot. The rich aroma of sauce and meat is everywhere, making people unable to help but swallow their saliva.
The soldiers were wearing newly issued clothes, all of which were made in the garment factory. The fabric was soft and not prickly at all when they wore them. They had never worn such comfortable clothes before.
The centurion led the team in training, with his head held high and his chest puffed out. He was wearing a black Tang suit and looked more energetic than ordinary soldiers. He puffed out his chest to make the delicate embroidery on his chest more conspicuous.
Not everyone can have this set of clothes, especially the new recruits who have just arrived. If they have not made any merit, they cannot get such exquisite clothes.
"What are you looking at? It's not time to eat yet, so practice hard! If you lose to the team next door in the competition tonight, I'll show you how I'll deal with you!"
"I didn't have such a good life as you did back then. I ate rice and meat every day. We had to eat bran and vegetables. The food we were given was mixed with sand. If we weren't careful, we could break our front teeth."
"It's only been a few days since we had a good life, and you're already slacking off. Work harder! Didn't you eat breakfast this morning? With your cowardly attitude, how are you going to fight the Beirong people? Cheer up, now that you've joined the Huo Family Army, you have to behave like human beings and don't embarrass the Huo Family Army!"
The new recruits were grimacing in pain, their bodies felt like they were falling apart. They were certainly not as good as the veterans who survived the war, but they also worked very hard and seriously, because they had to protect their own homes.
There was a soldier standing in the team, staggering, his hand holding the wooden stick was shaking and his legs were also shaking.
When the centurion walked over, the soldier was so frightened that he fell to the ground and the wooden stick in his hand dropped.
The centurion picked up the stick and cursed: "This stick is the knife in your hand. I am here to teach you how to use the knife. The knife has fallen to the ground. Just wait for your death!"
"There is a shortage of weapons now. Only those on the front line can get them. Those in the back can only wait. Even if you die, you have to hold the weapons in your hands. When your comrades collect your body, your weapons and armor must be kept for the living."
"At least we don't have to wear the clothes of the dead now, and at least the dead can be buried decently. If you join the Huo family army, you must be prepared to die on the battlefield and be wrapped in horsehide. If you regret it, leave as soon as possible and don't become a deserter on the battlefield."
The soldier stood up shakily, wiped away his tears, and his young face was full of determination.
"I won't leave! I want to avenge my parents! If I kill two, I'll get my money back. If I kill three, I'll make a profit!"
The centurion patted the soldier on the shoulder and said, "Not bad! You have ambition! You are a good candidate."
The soldier continued to stand in a proper manner with the wooden stick in his hand, swinging the stick again and again, and blisters had formed on his feet.
The centurion frowned and said, "Why aren't you wearing shoes? Which blind bastard has deducted the new soldiers' things? I'll beat him to death!"
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