The Technological Empire Begins with Polymer Materials
Chapter 35

Record Breaking! PLA Personally Endorses! Explodes Globally!

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From the warm and prosperous Jiangnan to the steep and cold Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, an efficient industrial chain was rapidly put into operation within Huaxia.

Time flew by, and it was already late October.

Snowflakes like goose feathers arrived as promised. The biting cold wind blew for a whole night. The wooden planks of the temporary camp were shaking, as if they would be torn apart at any moment.

The cold wind seeped through the gaps into the barracks. The Indian soldiers shivered in their beds, barely making it through the night.

The next morning, the cooks prepared breakfast.

The high-caste officers ate chicken and cream soup, while the low-caste soldiers ate lentil curry soup. The officers' staple was toast with butter and jam, and the soldiers' staple was chapati, a thin, pan-grilled flatbread. The officers drank coffee with milk, and the soldiers drank black tea with sugar.

The food for officers and soldiers was completely different. The only similarity was that none of the food was cooked through.

Cooking at high altitudes requires a special pressure cooker. If you've seen the Huaxia military's equipment list, you'll find a very peculiar pot with eight air valves densely packed on it.

The pot was thick and sturdy, with a lid securely locked by steel bolts. Its appearance was fierce and terrifying, making it unclear whether it was for cooking or some kind of high-power tactical weapon.

The Indian Army did not widely use such specialized logistical equipment, so they could only cook some half-cooked curry paste to barely satisfy their hunger.

Today, it was the soldier Ram's turn for patrol duty. After breakfast, he put on a sheepskin coat and backpack weighing over forty pounds, donned a sheepskin hat, and trudged forward through snow that reached his calves.

The thin air made it difficult for him to breathe, and his energy consumption was three times that on the plains. After a long time and many rests, Ram and his team finally reached the front line with great difficulty.

From a distance, he saw a group of Huaxia people standing by the lake, wearing thin camouflage jackets. It seemed to be their summer attire.

Among them was a sturdy man whose top two shirt buttons were undone, clearly revealing he was only wearing something like a shirt underneath his jacket.

It was late October, on Pangong Lake, with heavy snow blocking the mountains and temperatures well below minus twenty degrees Celsius. They were only wearing a jacket and a shirt!?

Did these guys have the nerve to call themselves humans!?

Upon closer inspection, the Huaxia people had indeed brought thick clothes: a well-tailored long trench coat, very thin, the kind of stylish but not cold-resistant outerwear usually issued to southern troops.

Perhaps finding it too warm, the Huaxia people took off their coats and casually placed them on the largest rock by the lake to dry...

Ram was stunned, going mad, his eyes turning red!

He panted heavily, wrapped in a heavy sheepskin coat like a bear, yet he still felt like he was about to freeze into an ice stick.

And those Huaxia people opposite were actually drying their jackets on a rock!?

They must be doing it on purpose, right?

They weren't here to patrol today, but to show off their wealth!?

"God, aren't these Huaxia people afraid of the cold?"

"Shiva bless us, the Huaxia people must be possessed by evil spirits, which is why they don't fear the cold."

"Unbelievable, it seems we're seeing an illusion in broad daylight..."

The soldiers were dumbfounded, the officers were dumbfounded, and the news quickly spread back to New Delhi, where all Indians were dumbfounded...

In short, the moment the Indian Army witnessed the Huaxia people drying their coats by the lake, it was as if they had suffered a million points of critical damage, and their confidence collapsed in an instant!

Humans, as a species, could never overcome the psychology of comparison.

The motivation for the Indian Army's perseverance lay in the fact that everyone was more or less in the same boat. If they weren't doing well, others shouldn't expect to either. They would endure together, seeing who could last longer.

But now? The Huaxia people were calmly drying their coats by the lake!

While they themselves, wrapped up like bears, were still shivering from the cold!

Shiva above, this is unfair!

"We've gone viral! Our X series fiber has completely blown up!"

"Come quickly and look, this short video has completely exploded online, with over a hundred million views in just a few hours!"

Dr. Xu Qingzhou had finally returned home, but for some reason, he ran back in the middle of the night. As soon as he entered Gao Yuan's office, he excitedly shouted, holding his phone.

Gao Yuan was suspicious. He took Xu Qingzhou's phone and saw that the video was from an overseas website. It showed Huaxia people and Indians chatting happily by Pangong Lake, and casually displaying traditional Huaxia theatrical props like the wolf tooth club and Guan Yu's saber.

"The focus isn't on Guan Yu wielding his saber, but on the clothes the soldiers are wearing!"

"As the saying goes, there's no harm without comparison. The foreign internet has completely exploded, with everyone asking where they can buy similar jackets!"

Xu Qingzhou spoke incoherently with excitement. Fortunately, Gao Yuan was relatively calm. He watched the entire video in a few minutes.

The video was filmed by the Indian side and documented their encounter with a group of Huaxia people drying their coats by the lake.

The key point, as Xu Qingzhou had just said, was that in this world, there is often no harm without comparison.

After watching the entire film, even Gao Yuan felt awkward.

It gave the impression of a group of primitive people in bearskins accidentally encountering a group of modern people dressed in bright and beautiful clothes. The primitive people were stunned and looked envious.

Many people might not be aware of this fact: according to data from the United Nations Food and Agriculture Organization, Huaxia's average annual grain output is close to 600 million tons.

India, with a population similar to Huaxia, has a grain output of only 294 million tons, with per capita grain only half of Huaxia's.

However, what is even more incredible is that India, which already has insufficient food, is still one of the world's top rice exporting countries, exporting over ten million tons of rice annually.

At the same time, due to the prohibition of eating beef in Hinduism, India is also a major beef exporting country, ranking second in the world, second only to sparsely populated Australia.

According to data from the General Administration of Customs, in 2019, Huaxia imported 88.51 million tons of soybeans, 1.659 million tons of beef, and 2.69 million tons of pork.

The data clearly shows that the per capita nutrition levels in Huaxia and India are not on the same level at all.

In fact, 2017 is a year that should be remembered. In that year, Huaxia's per capita meat consumption reached sixty-two kilograms, surpassing the most developed East Asian countries, Japan and South Korea, for the first time in history. It became the region in East Asia and Southeast Asia that consumed the most meat.

Time does not lie, and nutrition science does not lie. If this trend continues, the Huaxia nation will undoubtedly become one of the most physically robust nations in the world!

Of course, Huaxia today still faces many obstacles on its path to the goal of "civilized in spirit, barbaric in physique." The biggest obstacle is the lack of scientific understanding.

Parents nag about indigestion from eating just two eggs, yet they guzzle down bone broth that is terrifyingly high in purines. These nonsensical nutritional concepts have harmed countless young people.

In conclusion, when two armies meet, the disparity in per capita nutrition, height, morale, and equipment, when combined, creates a shocking and immense contrast.

In the cold wind, with snow covering the ground, a group of taller and stronger Huaxia soldiers are sunning their coats by the lake.

They look down from above, imposing and fierce. Dressed in only thin camouflage, they are completely unfazed by the knife-like cold wind, staring at the short Indian Army opposite them, who are wrapped up thicker than bears but still shivering.

At that moment, it was as if gods had descended!

Swish~

Dr. Xu Qingzhou's emotions surged. He opened the comment section below the video, and tens of thousands of messages instantly flooded in.

The comments were overwhelming. Gao Yuan couldn't make out the specific content, but what caught his eye were countless exclamation marks. It was clear that this scene had intensely stimulated many people.

"We're trending!"

"Not just trending, we're absolutely blowing up! Going viral worldwide!"

Dr. Xu Qingzhou's voice was hoarse with excitement. "And we didn't spend a single cent to get the world's most formidable brand ambassador!"

"Who would have thought the PLA would personally endorse us!"

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