"Minus Fifty Diesel."

In Washington, D.C., in an office, the president's appointed chief of the wartime industrial economy of the United States frowned slightly:

"What is this?"

He knows the gasoline marking, and he also knows the meaning of the label, after all, he has to refuel the car every day, although the driver is responsible for it, but he also understands some, but the diesel label, or the first time he heard it.

Diesel actually has a marker?

In this year, in this era, most of the trucks use gasoline, there are not many diesel engines on the market, and diesel is still in the stage where grandma does not hurt and grandpa does not love.

"Diesel fuel that can be used in an environment of minus 50 degrees."

The debriefing operator explained.

By the way, the operator also introduced a wave of diesel knowledge.

Torque is up, fuel-efficient, not easy to catch fire, high safety, and the U.S. military believes that the diesel engine will replace the gasoline engine in the future, and the most popular diesel in the country is zero-degree marked diesel.

"Non-condensing diesel at minus 50 degrees."

The person in charge spoke with a little solemnity.

In the early days, he was involved in an aviation gasoline research project, with the goal of researching more than 100 grades of gasoline for aircraft engines, although he was not in charge of it, but he also learned some related technologies.

This special gasoline not only increases the horsepower of the aircraft engine by more than ten percentage points, but also greatly improves the power life and reduces the failure rate.

Of course, it's also worth a lot of money.

Then it can be speculated that

"We need the technology for that."

The reporting officer gets straight to the point.

"Why?"

The person in charge frowned again.

Negative 50 diesel, it sounds like a good thing, but for the United States, the use is just that, gasoline will not freeze at minus 670 degrees, is it not better than this diesel?

He didn't want to do business with those people anymore.

The last time I was slaughtered for 250 million US dollars, I can vividly remember it, and I had to be slaughtered again for the sake of fuel?

And then there are those so-called medicines, for which the United States now has to pay hundreds of millions of dollars every month, although it is not paid by the government, but it is also the wealth that the United States has worked so hard to accumulate.

There is a feeling of being sheared, but there is nothing to be done.

After all, only people have these medicines.

Seller's market.

As for diesel, he doesn't understand, even if the future military fuel is diesel, with sufficient torque, strong off-road load capacity, and not easy to catch fire, there are many advantages, but is it not good to study it yourself?

Although the drug cannot be studied for the time being, and there is a lack of corresponding basis, but a little diesel is not enough? He didn't believe this, and more than 100 domestic aviation gasoline grades had been studied.

"I've consulted with related companies."

The reporting officer patiently explained:

"The cost of self-research is very large, the time is very long, and the quality is not necessarily as good as the other party's, so it is better to spend money to buy it."

"Plus, our allies need this diesel, it's very much needed."

"And their oils, which also perform very well, have been tested to improve the durability of tanks and cars, planes, and the military and allies have asked for a large-scale supply of this stuff."

The person in charge twitched.

Diesel, lubricating oil··· I have to be slaughtered again.

"That's right."

At this time, the reporting officer took advantage of the situation to make up for it:

"The military reported that they also have a new type of individual anti-tank weapon, which is much more advanced than the Bazooka in service in our army, and considering the superior armor strength of the Germans, the military requires us to purchase the corresponding technology and patents and produce them on a large scale as soon as possible."

"The front line is urgently needed."

The spread of a large number of No. 4 tanks has sharply increased the demand for anti-tank weapons between the British and American hooligans, and of course, the demand on the Eastern Front is more urgent.

"A new type of individual anti-tank weapon."

The person in charge felt even more headaches.

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Subcontinent.

A city in the coastal area.

"It's a nice place."

Kazuki Yamamoto, who was dressed in a special operations uniform, was in a house, looking through the open window, looking at the headbands all over the ground outside, and sighed in a tone:

"The Empire should have done something about this sooner."

After coming to the subcontinent, Yamamoto's original numb mentality finally recovered, and he felt that he had returned to the time when he had just returned from Germany, no, to be precise, the time before he met Li Yunlong.

Happy and fulfilling.

"Indeed."

Gangcun on the side nodded.

After coming here, facing the weak remnants of the Sunset Empire and the sparse turban army, Gangcun also experienced the time when Li Yunlong had not yet risen in North China.

The locust army was invincible with bayonets, and the enemy fled with little resistance, and easily took a large number of territory.

Under the pressure of the mustache, the empire at this time concentrated all its efforts to deal with the bombardment, as well as to keep the landing site of the overlord plan, and had to transfer a large number of external troops, and at that time, Qiu Fatzi couldn't take care of himself when he saw the little devil being beaten, including the army stationed in the crown was also transferred in large quantities, and even a large number of Sikh soldiers.

Otherwise, in the face of the weak little devil at this time, he can still resist for a while.

"But it's complicated here."

Then Yamamoto rubbed his head.

It was winter, so his troops didn't have a lot of trouble.

But.

The sun never sets on the empire has been operating here for many years, and it is deeply rooted, even if they temporarily drive out the British, it will be difficult to digest and absorb these territories in a short time and enhance the strength of the empire.

Both economic penetration and the cultivation of the puppet army have encountered great resistance.

Of course, these are not problems.

It is easy to build and difficult to destroy, and no matter how deep-rooted the influence is, give them some time, and Yamamoto will be able to completely remove the influence of the British Empire and turn it into the territory of the Great Japanese Empire.

There are no damn guerrillas here, and there are no outrageous Li Yunlong.

But the question is, does the empire have so much time for him?

"Let's go all out and gather food and mineral resources first, the empire needs these."

Gangcun sighed.

"Hey."

Yamamoto nodded.

Although there is not much territory occupied, after all, the empire's former mentor, the empire that the sun never sets, although it is the sun, has not yet fallen, and the aftermath is still there, and their subsequent expansion has encountered great resistance.

However, the territory currently occupied can also collect a large amount of food and other materials.

The mineral resources and grain here are more abundant than those in North China, and they are much easier to collect than there, no worse than Southeast Asia, and they will not encounter threats such as bombing.

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Downing street.

Number ten.

"What about the losses?"

The bloodshot Qiu Fat Man rubbed his head, glanced at the cigar on the table, hesitated for a moment, and finally did not move, and looked up to ask the local air defense general on the side.

According to the information circulated from the 'Faculty of Medicine of Cho Ka Yu University', patients with high blood pressure are forbidden to stay up late, smoke, and drink alcohol.

Now he can't do it if he doesn't stay up late, the mustache bombards him day and night, endlessly, he can't sleep even if he wants to, so he can only control staying up late and drinking.

In the early twentieth century, the medical community's understanding of hypertension was seriously insufficient, and the extremely high-risk blood pressure and severe hypertension indicators in later generations were even considered normal at present.

This university, as well as Ping'an County Hospital, has been regarded as a medical mecca by many top doctors, attracting a large number of talents.

Qiu Fatzi asked about yesterday's city losses.

Last night, Mustache carried out a thousand-plane bombing as expected, but unlike before, this time, Mustache had a hysterical attack again, and transferred the bombing target to the surrounding factory area, which scared Qiu Fatzi all night.

"Not a big loss."

The words of the general in charge of the local air defense made Qiu Fatzi's heart instantly put down.

The factories here are the lifeblood of the British Empire.

At present, the source of resources in the subcontinent is basically cut off, and all that is left is diamonds and some land in Africa, and the days are getting worse day by day, and they can only rely on blood transfusions from the Americans, but that cripple is not a good person, and he digs holes for the British Empire in various ways.

"How many were shot down?"

Qiu Fatzi asked.

The air force is the only advantage of the allies at present, and it is also the only source of happiness for Qiu Fatzi.

In fact, the allies of the army also have an advantage in theory, both in terms of strength and equipment, but there is a problem with the overlord plan, the landing force cannot go up, and the peninsula lacks the ability to pass through large corps, so that it cannot be forcefully used.

We can only give full play to the superiority of the air force and launch air strikes frantically.

So on the Western Front at this time, you bomb me, I bomb you, and everyone hurts each other.

"The specific data has not yet been counted, but it is about the same as before."

The tone of the head of the local air defense was helpless.

At present, both sides are bombing each other, buildings are in ruins, and people are suffering heavy casualties and displacement.

However, in terms of aircraft losses, it is still higher on their own side, after all, people can drop bombs at an altitude of 7,000 meters, but they can't do it themselves, and the bomb load is not comparable, so they must reduce the altitude to improve accuracy.

Fortunately, the Germans had relatively weak air defense, and the losses were acceptable.

"Are the anti-aircraft guns promised by the Americans coming?"

Qiu Fatzi asked.

Before, he talked to the lame man, asking for anti-aircraft artillery of more than 10,000 meters, as well as the latest anti-aircraft shells.

"The first batch of one hundred and fifty 127 anti-aircraft guns, as well as the corresponding VT shells, will arrive at noon today."

The responsible general replied.

"Deploy these guns as quickly as possible, preferably today." Qiu Fatzi couldn't wait.

As far as he knows, the new 127-millimeter anti-aircraft guns can threaten bombers above 10,000 meters, and the accuracy of the new shells has been increased by more than three times.

In particular, it is necessary to deal with high-altitude bombardment above 10,000 meters.

"It won't be deployed until tomorrow at the earliest."

The debriefing Air Force General rolled his eyes.

This fat man really came with his mouth open, and he didn't care whether things could be done or not.

"Then as soon as possible."

Qiu Fatzi immediately changed his tune.

"How's our ally to the east?"

After the head of the local air defense left, Qiu Fatzi called another intelligence officer and began to care about the allies.

As far as he knew, the mustache was now attacking, attacking the bearded man in winter, and when he first received this news, he ate three bowls of rice and slept comfortably.