I Am a Proud Man

Lin Qi's words were all true. It was just that sometimes, when he spoke, he used certain techniques to make some things easier for people to accept.

The gentlemen in the room spoke and discussed things in low voices. In their eyes, what Lin Qi had said was indeed extremely tempting.

The "Decapitation Tactics" in particular—the strategic concept of making an attack on the enemy's command center the core of the assault—was highly valuable. Once the command center came under attack, the front lines could easily descend into chaos.

This was war! Every war involved tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even several hundred thousand people. Once they lost their "head," even a minor problem could snowball into a fatal disaster.

In the end, the Department of Defense commissioner in charge of military equipment procurement asked the question everyone cared about. "Mr. Lin Qi, if we plan to purchase a batch and try some tactical mixed formations, what would the price be?"

"One hundred and fifty thousand!" Lin Qi did not hesitate for even a moment.

He carefully observed the changes in their expressions. There was no major reaction. They did not even think it was expensive!

Of course, in this world where massive ships and heavy artillery dominated warfare, the price of one battleship was enough to buy... The people from the Department of Defense did the math. Roughly ten thousand aircraft.

Congress had only approved plans to build two battleships this year, hoping to put them into service within five years.

The Federation had only one fully staffed fleet, which was still far too weak. Since the Federation's navy had already proven its strength, there was no need to worry about the foolish idea that "increasing the military budget will make people suspicious."

That was something people