Eagle Sauce: The 055 destroyer was launched into the sea just after the founding of the country?

After seeing Zhang Zhigang's actions.

A dead silence, so deep that one could almost hear one's own heartbeat, enveloped the entire viewing platform.

Zhang Zhigang's god-like figure lifting the 600-kilogram barbell calmly and confidently was like a red-hot iron, branded on the retina of every general of the Republic present.

The expressions on their faces were incredibly wonderful.

From the initial doubts, to the subsequent shock, to this moment...complete speechlessness.

Their jaws almost dropped to the ground.

Lifting 600 kilograms...with bare hands?!

This number has exceeded their understanding of any "human limits"!

Is this... is this still a human?!

The chief slowly put out the cigarette in his hand, which had burned out at some point, into the ashtray without saying anything.

"Could this be the final result of 'Gene Unlocking'?"

Mr. Lu frowned subconsciously.

His hands were shaking slightly.

Fang Yu looked at the group of bigwigs in front of him who had completely lost the ability to speak. He nodded with a calm expression.

"Yes."

His voice was particularly clear in the silent viewing platform.

"But as you can see, this is the success of our gene unlocking at this stage.

"However, using the word 'ultimately' is still a bit biased."

"This is just the beginning of genetic unlocking."

"All it did was activate the genes of 'strength' and 'toughness' that were latent in the blood of our Aurora people, Captain Zhang and the others."

His next words were like an even more powerful bomb, shattering the cognition that everyone had just barely built up.

"According to Nuwa's deduction, we'll need to spend a few more months researching the Class B data on 'life forms' in the core database of the Buzhou Mountain base in more detail."

"Then, the effect of our next transformation can at least double the current level!"

"By then, our warriors, relying solely on pure physical strength and physical strength, will be no less capable than those crudely made 'Brutal Orcs'!"

"Good! Good! A perfect 'not a fraction off'!"

Upon hearing this, the chief was the first to react and slapped his thigh.

That face that always seemed mysterious revealed a huge surprise that came from the heart.

"Our own soldiers must not only possess divine weapons, but also possess god-like physiques! Only then will we be worthy, for we are the descendants of the gods!"

Mr. Lu also nodded repeatedly, and his brows, which were always furrowed, finally relaxed completely.

He turned his head, looked at Fang Yu, and asked the question that everyone was most concerned about.

"Xiao Fang, with our current capabilities, how long will it take for this genetic modification project and the Mingguang power armor to be mass-produced?"

"Genetic modification is easy,"

Fang Yu answered almost without thinking.

"We have successfully replicated 500 transformation chambers for the 'Return to the Origin' project, each capable of simultaneously transforming 500 people."

"The entire process, including the initial physical examination and subsequent adaptive recovery, can complete a batch in two days if done quickly."

he added.

"As for the Mingguang power armor, its technical difficulties mainly lie in the mass production of memory alloys and the stability of the Jinwu battery."

"However, we have now built a complete assembly line. Once we enter full production, it will not be a problem to produce more than 3,000 sets within a month."

These cold yet precise numbers instantly brought the atmosphere in the viewing platform to a climax.

"Three thousand sets a month?!"

General Chen's eyes were as big as cow's.

"Doesn't that mean that within a year, we'll be able to equip several 'Iron Man Divisions'?!"

"Good! Great!"

A general in charge of logistics was rubbing his hands with excitement.

"We can finally live comfortably for once! We don't have to live so frugally anymore!"

But at this moment, Mr. Lu's expression became solemn again.

"Don't be too happy too soon."

He said.

"According to our latest intelligence, the US and Russia have been making frequent moves along the Pennsylvania border recently."

"It seems they've gathered a larger force. They look like they're about to burst the ice at any moment."

"I think we don't have much time left to bide our time and develop slowly."

The chief walked up to Fang Yu and placed his hand heavily on the young man's shoulder.

"Mr. Lu is right. We must also hurry up and produce these things that can truly decide the outcome of the war, so that we can fight them again with real weapons."

"So, Xiao Fang,"

He looked at Fang Yu and spoke in an unquestionable and trusting tone.

"If you have any difficulties, just tell us! We will give you whatever you need!"

"Even if we have to sell everything we have, we will definitely solve it for you!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Yu saluted everyone with a standard military salute.

"Please rest assured, leaders, we will ensure the completion of the mission..."

……

After making assurances to everyone.

Fang Yu did not rest, but directly directed everyone to carry out the production plan step by step.

The entire "Buzhou Mountain" base, this divine city that had been dormant for ten thousand years, was operating at full capacity for the first time with unprecedented and terrifying efficiency...

……

Soon, three months passed.

Just as the entire Dragon Country was stepping up its equipment production.

In late autumn in Boston, the sea breeze has brought bursts of coolness.

On a heavily guarded dock in Boston Harbor.

Several hawkish naval generals were pacing back and forth anxiously.

From time to time, they raised their wrists and looked at their watches, as if waiting for something important.

On the distant horizon, the outline of a huge transport ship, full of the Soviet Union's stupid, big, black and rough style, is slowly approaching the port like a silent giant beast.

And if there was a drone at this moment, it could fly onto the deck of the transport ship.

Then, it will capture a terrifying scene that is enough to make anyone shudder.

On the huge open deck, thousands of huge figures were densely packed, like neatly stacked goods, quietly "sitting".

They are the "mad orcs" who have fallen into a dormant state.

Each one is like a silent sculpture full of power and destruction.

The cold sea breeze blew across their hard bronze skin, but it could not shake their rock-like bodies in the slightest.

Their number is ten times that of the vanguard that launched a night attack on the Pennsylvania border three months ago.

And their destination is only one...