Chapter 74 [Revised] Close comradeship is clearly sweating,...
In fact, for Bai Ling, with the experience from his previous life, it was not difficult to form a decent army on the spot.
The difficulty is timing.
According to his idea, it would be best to do it as early as possible. He has been in the palace for a long time, and the issue of his identity has always been a time bomb. There is no guarantee that the steward will not check his identity again before the ball.
Besides, he and Yu Chen are now in the same boat, and any change in the situation could affect the whole group.
Bai Ling thought for a moment and decided to make a detailed task plan first. If Yu Chen felt it was generally feasible, he would then make adjustments to the details.
Since accepting the identity of the other party's sponsor, he has felt much more at ease.
Take the money with peace of mind.
Speaking of money, Bai Ling took the opportunity to bring up the idea of jointly purchasing light crystal alloys and explained to Yu Chen that this alloy has a good development prospect. With the leap forward of the particle energy manufacturing industry, it will become an essential key to the upgrading of aircraft in the future.
Yu Chen half leaned against the back of the chair, supporting his forehead with one hand and pressing his solar plexus with his fingertips. Maybe it was because of the insufficient light after dark, but his complexion was pale, his lips were bloodless, and he looked slightly sick.
"How much of this alloy do you plan to stockpile? How do you plan to use it later?" He did not agree immediately, but asked about Bai Ling's idea.
If the puppy wants a bone, you have to ask it where it is going to take it.
Bai Ling had already thought about these issues. "For every kilogram of light crystal alloy used on an ordinary medium-sized mecha, the function can be improved by 30% and the damage resistance can be increased by 50%. In an interstellar offensive and defensive battle, enhancing the durability of the same mecha is more than three times more cost-effective than buying a new one. This does not take into account the time cost of the pilot in adapting to the new mecha."
"The Tyrant has a regular combat force of about 400,000. I have a way to defeat ten with one, so let's assume 40,000 soldiers, each with a mecha, and the total amount of alloy used is 40 tons."
He is organized and goal-oriented, and if given enough time, he can even draw up a spreadsheet for analysis.
Yu Chen had a feeling that these thoughts had probably been lingering in Bai Ling's mind for a long time. He paused for a moment:
“Forty tons is too much to purchase and too conspicuous.”
Bai Ling explained: "This is the maximum amount. In reality, we definitely don't need that much. We can cut two-thirds."
Yu Chen said calmly: "It's more convenient to buy a mine and produce it yourself."
Bai Ling: “…”
Only an old emperor with abundant assets could describe buying a mine as buying cabbage.
The little robot cleared the plates on the table. Bai Ling saw clearly that Yu Chen didn't eat much from beginning to end.
The mermaid was in low spirits and had a poor appetite, and even her tone was tired: "You stay tonight, in my bedroom."
Yu Chen seldom asked anything of him.
Bai Ling was slightly startled, and subconsciously asked: "Do you have something to tell me?"
The mermaid lifted her eyelids, her green eyes slowly turning in her deep eye sockets: "Can't I let you accompany me if nothing happens?"
Bai Ling pondered the emotion in this sentence. It sounded a bit like a condescending accusation, but also a bit helpless. It was said that emperors were ruthless, but this old man had developed an attachment to him.
"Yes, yes, it is only natural for the driver to accompany the sponsor."
Yu Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, obviously unhappy that he made the relationship sound so distant that even when the little robot came over with the mental nourishment, he had to frown and take the medicine.
He pressed the bridge of his nose, trying to suppress the discomfort that had been lingering on him for a long time.
Taking too much medicine can easily cause nausea. He knew he would have stomach cramps soon, so he simply didn't bother to eat. This might not be in accordance with the doctor's advice, but he had been through this alone for many years and knew what to do.
Yu Chen picked up the medicine from the small carved silver plate, rubbed it with his fingertips, and looked thoughtful.
...He didn't expect that he would actually ask the bird to stay.
The two of them agreed on three rules: he would take good care of himself within a week, and Bai Ling would go back to the dormitory to sleep, to avoid accidental discharge of the gun at night, which would make his mental control even worse.
But one day into the week, he was already thinking about overturning the charter.
Yu Chen picked up the capsule and was about to put it to his lips when suddenly a thin hand reached out, snatched the capsule, and sat on his thigh lightly and swiftly, as if it was a matter of course and arrogantly aggressive.
It was as if his two tails transformed into legs were the bird poles on which the opponent stood.
Yu Chen's expression softened, and he asked with interest, "Does the driver have this kind of service?"
The bird exuded a faint sweet and sour smell of sea buckthorn. She stuffed the capsule between his teeth, took a sip of warm water, and then hooked her arm, leaned forward, and said in a cold voice, five centimeters away from his lips:
"I have to watch our Lao Yi take his medicine, otherwise he will be unhappy."
Yu Chen patted his little butt lightly, like teasing a puppy: "Little bastard."
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The composition of a regular army corps can be arbitrarily combined according to the different arms and the actual needs of battlefield use. However, after simplification, the four major modules that are indispensable are: command, combat, logistics and intelligence.
Bai Ling spent two nights writing out a brief plan of 8,000 words.
It includes the available talents in each department, and based on the memories of the previous life, a one-sentence impression profile is written for each person, indicating the strengths and weaknesses of these people.
In addition, he also made a detailed estimate of the possible situations after the tyrant was eliminated.
The final conclusion is: once the tyrant is eliminated, the system will automatically declare a national mourning, and the entire country will immediately enter a [hurricane-level] state of emergency.
At that time, all routes in and out of the capital planet will be cut off within an hour. If they can't get away, they will have to turn around and fight the Central Army.
Bai Ling took the plan to Yu Chen and read it to him in a slow voice with a serious attitude as if he was giving a report.
After listening to this, Yu Chen pursed his lips into a straight line, raised his eyebrows slightly, and commented: "It's unexpected and courageous, but the success rate is only 20%."
Bai Ling was a little surprised: "20% is so high?"
He has fought battles with a 3% chance of winning.
Yu Chen didn't give him any chance to take risks: "It's too low, raise it a little higher."
"I will definitely revise it," Bai Ling nodded. Looking at his attentive listening posture, the words suddenly slipped out of his lips, "Did you find any flaws? Give me some ideas?"
They are new allies.
It’s a good time to start learning to discuss with each other and develop tacit understanding and trust.
The mermaid twirled the pen slowly between her fingers. It is black lacquered with a gold clip. If you look closely, you can see the pattern and number engraved on the semi-Ming style nib, indicating that it is a custom-made one.
It fits this man's low-key and luxurious character very well.
But the mermaid said in a high-profile manner: "From a moral point of view, I still don't agree with you taking me away. Unless... you have the ability to strangle my neck, kidnap me, and do whatever you want to do."
Bai Ling: “?”
He couldn't help but get angry. He was just asking for advice, but why was he repeating the same old tune and even seemed to be throwing a tantrum? What about being strangled and kidnapped? Does he look like that kind of person?
Uh, it does.
But this is no reason for the old man to deliberately speak sarcastically to anger him.
Bai Ling was thinking about this inexplicable angry remark while taking a bath. In the bathtub, the honeycomb-shaped bubbles gradually dissipated. He hugged one leg, his brows twisted into a small knot, and the serious look of the mermaid when she spoke repeatedly appeared in his mind.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration came to my mind.
Wait a minute... He asked the mermaid what was missing in the plan, and the mermaid said that they should kidnap him. If you think about it logically, it does seem to make sense!
——They lack publicity and momentum.
There is nothing more shocking and talked-about than destroying the tyrant Cade and then rushing into the palace to abduct the imprisoned old emperor.
As the saying goes, black and red are also red. In this day and age, public opinion is popularity, and popularity is strength and possibility.
Once a tyrant is removed, the group of nobles will most likely quickly support a puppet to take power. In addition, the disappearance of the tyrant will quickly attract a wave of hatred. Those who hated the tyrant before may feel that their great revenge has been achieved, and instead try to keep things quiet, weakening the voices of resistance.
But what if he kidnapped the late emperor?
Then not only the entire empire, but the entire galaxy will probably broadcast his news 24 hours a day, put his name on the front page headlines, and the eyes of the whole world will be on them.
So, free media came, and free cosmic hype also came.
Bai Ling could imagine how many people would come to join them after hearing the news. Once the enthusiasm was high, they wouldn't have to worry about how to recruit talents.
But in this way...
Bai Ling stroked his chin, guessing that he and the old man would be enemies for a while. It's probably like stabbing each other in front of the whole world during the day, and sleeping in the same bed at night to discuss who to harm next...
Close comradeship!
Bai Ling lay down in the water relaxedly, and suddenly looked forward to his future life.
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The morning sky peeked out from between the leaves, a pale pink with a hint of white. Standing on tiptoe a little and looking out of the window, the vast ocean that was once obscured by the night is now in full view.
The location of this floor-to-ceiling window is very well chosen, just in line with the extended coast. Standing here and looking over, on the left is the city which has not yet woken up, and on the right is a breeze, with waves and reefs beating out white foam.
In order to avoid depression, Bai Ling still sleeps on his side.
He stretched his muscles, then pushed himself up with one hand as he got closer to the wall, doing a routine handstand push-up exercise. This movement can help the brain maintain balance, and accordingly, the difficulty of the exercise is quite high. He needs to lean against the wall, use his arms to support all his body weight, then bend his arms and control his shoulder and neck muscles to do push-ups repeatedly.
Do five sets of twenty.
Sweat beads seep out of the tense abdomen, and when it is stretched to the bottom in rhythm with the breathing, the sexy shape of the hips can be seen. When controlling the muscle strength and stretching it, a perfect 90-degree angle is formed between the shoulders, neck and arms. Although he is sweating, his body lines are delicate and cold, without any trace of unnecessary trembling.
Time doesn't seem so unbearable when you train while appreciating the high-rise scenery.
"...ninety-eight, ninety-nine, one hundred--" The counting sound stopped abruptly. Bai Ling pushed the wall lightly with his toes, jumped and did a backflip, and landed steadily on the ground.
He casually grabbed a towel to wipe the sweat off his face. His expression was cold and his steps were lazy. His loose pajamas covered his bare feet. He did not go to the bathroom to wash, but went to the greenhouse to breathe some fresh air first.
The little robot is re-taping the hole in the glass.
Bai Ling looked at the irregularly shaped hole. He had not noticed it before, but now, taking advantage of the daylight, he saw radial cracks around the hole, which looked like it was caused by an external attack from high altitude.
Bai Ling frowned and asked, "How did this cave come about?"
The little robot rewound the tape and explained, "This is the hole that Cade sent his guards to drill earlier."
Speaking of this, the little robot beamed with joy, "It took a whole week for them to drill this big."
In an instant, Bai Ling's blood turned cold.
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