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was enjoying the colorful pleasure brought by the ** smoke, and the two major generals who looked inexplicably excited fell silent.

They absorb enough ** for two adult humans to lose their normal judgment, but for the two hairy bears, it is like drinking a glass of soju like white water - this kind of Cheng dù. Li Lin's question for them was a bit too big. Ilyutin and Samoilov looked at each other, not knowing how to answer.

In any country, information related to the manufacture of warships is protected as highly confidential. The design and construction drawings of the battleship are the most core part of all the materials. Even now, when the navy has collectively gone to the sea to engage in a market economy, no one is bold enough to use the brains of those drawings.

They like gold, they like gems, but they prefer to be alive.

"Your Excellency, President. Swallowing and spitting to lubricate his throat, Ilyutin tried to organize prevaricating words: "There are rules in the army......"

"I know that your navy has rules and regulations for these matters. It is also clear that those drawings are treasures that have taken generations of designers. ”

The two rear admirals who stared at them with an almost sneering smile were furious in their hearts, and the next moment, with the sweet temptation, the minds of the rear admirals were reactivated.

"I didn't plan to take it for nothing, every qiē has a corresponding price, and I won't be stingy with money. ”

"But ......"

Ka -

Li Lin's crisp snap of his fingers summoned two attendants, and the two bags were opened in front of the orcs, in front of the colorful reflected light. The bear's eyes suddenly opened wider than an egg, and the light that only a woman can have when she enters a jewelry store bursts out from those two pairs of eyes.

"I won't ask the two of you to do difficult things, I just want the two of you to dredge up the relationship with the Albath District of Petrograd, as for the three generals......"

Li Lin elegantly teased:

"I will do their work myself and try to persuade them to expand their cooperation - in the traditional way of your country. ”

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In the early years, the Sevastopol shipyard often welcomed all kinds of big people, officers who supervised the shipbuilding, nobles who accepted the ship, captains and sailors who received the ship, but the most honorable was the founder of the principality, His Majesty Tsar Ivan I, who had a small palace-like hotel to welcome the supreme Long Live Lord. The furnishings and decorations inside are designed according to royal standards. After all these years, no royal family member with the surname Romanov visited the dilapidated countryside, and the hotel gradually fell into disrepair.

Fortunately, the deposit from V.E was paid in time, and the shipyard received a sum of money to renovate the historic hotel, and the company smuggled in a green velvet carpet to give to the shipyard as a token of gratitude. After some emergency rescue, the old building seems to be rejuvenated, heralding the return of spring in the shipyard.

The waiter in the banquet hall was rolling barrels of wine into the corner of the banquet hall, where there were already piles of barrels. Every waiter will not doubt the wine that is on display. Even the ancient species can be put to show you. As for the human customers who are chatting in groups...... Eighty percent will be drunk to death.

The attendant who sighed secretly glanced at the admirals who were chatting with red faces, and those who didn't know the inside story would think that the navy had just won the battle, and now it was a celebration banquet, and there would be a meeting of His Majesty the Tsar later, and the generals would be replaced with marshal epaulettes, medals, and sabers.

The weakened navy of the principality had long since lost the courage to go to sea, and a group of officers, sailors, and dilapidated warships who were living every day, reselling military supplies, and smuggling warships on warships—it was impossible to achieve anything worth mentioning with such a navy, and the generals were only intent on playing the same old tricks that had been done with human merchants for centuries. That is, the so-called.

Three hundred years ago, when War Minister Dmitry Ustinov was the secretary of military affairs, Arbat Street was in frequent contact with the merchants of human countries. The two sides quickly hooked up when they needed to raise military supplies, gold and fight their competitors on the other. At that time, it was common for the military secretary to invite guests to a welcome banquet hosted by the host before discussing cooperation with the treacherous human merchants. The reason is Yunyun. The unsuspecting guests were abducted to the wine table to experience the alcohol culture of Ross......

The result was, of course, unquestionable, and the principality's generals were best served a whole bottle of spirits and drank it in front of a stunned guest. Although there is no shortage of alcoholics among the human merchants, the amount of alcohol in humans is not at the same level as that of the bear orcs of the battle race, and it is difficult to find a booze like this. After a hard struggle, they were finally dragged away from under the wine table by the waiters. Then, as conceived by the military secretary, the negotiators of the principality, who had won a great victory at the wine table, gained a psychological advantage, and in the course of the negotiation, put on a domineering appearance, and the merchants who lost at the wine table could only do so.

Defeat your opponent at the table, and the next thing is good - this is the so-called iron law that has never broken for three hundred years.

Today seemed to be no exception, and in addition to the three admirals, there was also a large number of colonels and lieutenants, more than 30 in all, all well-known drunkards who loved the contents of the cup, and the spirit of the hill - it seemed that they did not intend to let the guests go alive.

To the slight disobedience of the attendants, the staff of the division moved into a few wooden boxes and placed them in the other corner, and then calmly formed their own small circle to chat, because it was a private chat, they would not use the language of the principality in order to take care of the orcs, and the adapters did not know what these were talking about in a sneaky manner, but from the relaxed and leisurely appearance of those people, they obviously did not know what was waiting for them next.

"A bunch of poor chicks!"

Admiral Kornilov twisted his beard and sneered, his contemptuous eyes as if he had seen the group being carried down.

"We've taken out all the wine in stock, and we'll let all the hairless monkeys go out sideways today!!"

Admiral Istomin waved his fist and shouted in a loud and unscrupulous voice, and the guests just glanced in this direction, said nothing, and continued to talk about them.