A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

Huh, a Baba sheep?

"Should I still drink this water?" Little Ahoge hesitated, after all, the "ice cream" incident from last time was still fresh in his mind. He didn't want to cause any more trouble for those badge warriors.

But? This kettle looks familiar.

Jiang Xia looked over the shoulder of the demure little girl eating pineapple and saw a badged warrior behind him waving and patting his waist in a gesture of respect.

Oh, it's yours? Then there's no problem.

Further away, a large group of people was walking towards them.

"The main character has arrived. Should I make my exit?" Jiang Xia picked up the water bottle, took two sips, and tossed it back to the badge warrior.

"Benazie, my brother's boss is here. I'd better hide quickly, or he'll catch me slacking off and I'll lose my salary this month. See you later!"

As he spoke, Jiang Xia tidied up the blueprints, thought for a moment, and then took out a stainless steel sphere and handed it to the little girl.

"Here, this is for you. Consider it a gift when we meet..."

After saying that, Xiao Daimao disappeared into the crowd. His coworkers understood and gathered around, and he vanished in a few moments.

The "Flying Cat Car" in the sky also landed quickly. Before it had even come to a complete stop, two figures jumped off the car and disappeared into the crowd.

The little girl received Jiang Xia's gift and let out a soft "ah!" She looked up as if to ask something, but the boy with the ahoge was nowhere to be seen.

“Benazie, don’t run around! We are guests, please behave like a lady…”

Hearing her father's call, the little girl responded and, while fiddling with her whimsical ball, slowly returned to the delegation's ranks.

As Alibuto nodded his apology to the Minister of Foreign Affairs, he pulled the little girl to his side.

"Excuse me, the child is naughty."

"It's alright, our workers aren't monsters. A little interaction can help strengthen our friendship! But, little friend, this is a factory. The red-hot steel bars inside don't have eyes. If you bump into them, I'll be held responsible!" The Minister of the External Affairs Department smoothed things over while leading the delegation members toward the "Flying Cat Car" that had just landed but hadn't yet risen.

"Go take a look, it's just a little trinket. It can't compare to the Gallic Lark..."

The delegation members all curiously approached to watch, and the workers were very considerate and made way for them; otherwise, these Baba sheep would have had a hard time getting to the "Flying Cat Car".

The badge warrior who had just stepped forward noticed that the Minister of the Outer Division was lagging behind.

"report!"

"what happened?"

"The girl wanted to go to the toilet, which took a while. I was worried she would miss the line, so I took her on a shortcut. That's when we ran into Xiao Jiang, who fed her pineapple and gave her a little trinket."

"Hey, that's lucky. You ran into the main character right away. Hey? You really think this little girl is a monkey... Where's that kid?" The head of the outer department looked at the little girl who was playing with the ghost ball again.

"They have already been evacuated!"

The Minister of the Outer Division smiled to himself when he heard the badge warrior say the word "proactive".

"Understood. Xiao Jiang should know what he's doing. Be careful next time, and report any issues promptly!"

"Yes!"

……

"That little girl just said she was from the Bhutto family?"

"Didn't you hear me? I told you not to eat random things..." Old Wang followed Jiang Xia around, nagging like a mother hen.

"Tsk, that's water from the Badge Warriors, I didn't drink it randomly!"

Old Wang choked: "Although...but..."

"Hey, if I can't even trust the Badge Warriors, what can I trust?" Jiang Xia waved his hand dismissively. "By the way, Secretary Liu, could you get me some information about the Baba Sheep Mission?"

"Alright, did you notice something's not right?"

Jiang Xia smiled but didn't reply. He then climbed up to a small observation room above the classified workshop.

If this Bhutto family is the one from my memory, then isn't the little girl who just handed me water the Iron Butterfly from later generations?

That strong woman who once served as the leader of Barba Sheep twice?

Could the one who just called her be her father, the leader of the Barbayang organization who is trying his best to align himself with China?

Wow, you're really lucky.

Jiang Xia looked down at the little girl downstairs, who was obediently following the adults, wearing a Sharwalkamiz outfit and a long scarf around her neck, and sighed slightly.

No wonder she's so outstanding; she's been trained and nurtured at such a young age. Then I thought of Jiang Dong—is that silly girl off leading her underlings on another campaign?

Old Wang sat with Jiang Xia by the small window. Little Dai Mao started to stare blankly as he watched several daring members of the delegation get on the "Flying Cat Car" and begin to experience the thrill of flying.

"Old Wang, what are you thinking about?"

"Why are you so stupid? Couldn't you have been a little more cautious? Even if it's a Badge Warrior, it's still..."

"There are rotten eggs too? If there are rotten eggs, that's your job. I just need to trust you."

Jiang Xia smiled. There was nothing he could do. The PLA had left a deep impression on the Chinese people in later generations. The imprint left by the older generation on this team had been well passed down!

The tradition of passing it down is already so impressive! And look at all those old folks still around!

Old Wang remained silent, giving the still-smiling Xiao Dai Mao a deep look. Seeing Secretary Liu hurriedly return, he greeted him and disappeared down the stairs in a few steps.

“We don’t have a contact point with Baba Sheep right now. We’ve only found information about Ali Bhutto. He is currently Baba Sheep’s Permanent Representative to the United Nations and also their Minister of Commerce.”

"That little girl is indeed his daughter..."

Listening to Secretary Liu's whisper, Jiang Xia nodded, confirming that it was indeed that family.

Hey, it seems this move to showcase China's current capabilities was really the right one. Baba, you'll only thrive if you play along with us. It'd better start to distance yourself from the bald eagle sooner rather than later.

"Furthermore, news just came from the relevant departments that France has signed the contract! Your C programming skills will be exchanged for a whole bunch of good stuff!"

"So fast? They even agreed to the generator I asked for?" Little Ao Mao was astonished. Is this still the French I know? When did they become so efficient?

"Yes, they readily provided three generators, but there's a disagreement regarding the delivery time and location. According to them, the Comintern embargo is still in effect, and transporting such items carries significant risks. Furthermore, manufacturing the generators would take them two years..."

"Regarding the PET and pre-processing technology, they said that once we provide them with twenty rhubarb units, they will immediately transcribe it into digital documents and send it via modem at the appropriate time. But the equipment is like a generator; it takes time! They have only provided the key equipment."

"The same applies to top-blown oxygen converters..."

"Two years! Damn, it's all over now! They said the French were quick and easy, but they were just waiting for me to get away with this! Luckily, they only gave me half of the C language part!"

Tsk tsk, there are no fools in this world. The French are probably afraid that China will try to fool them with counterfeit products, so they came up with this practical method to verify the relevant technology.

I believe that if there are any problems with the telnet technology, the French will immediately turn their backs on us.

But Jiang Xia didn't want to wait. Little Dai Mao didn't want the centrifuge he had worked so hard to build to gather dust in the factory. He also didn't want his master's old arms and legs trembling in the cold wind of Tianshan.

"Tell them, we want secondhand goods too!"

"Second-hand goods?"

"Yes, the internal report published a message that the French are dismantling their factory facilities at Uncle Hippo's house. We don't mind if it's secondhand, so we asked the French to transport it to their house under the guise of support." As he spoke, Jiang Xia pointed to the Barbayang delegation downstairs.

"Huh? You can play it like that?"

"Why not? A pledge of loyalty isn't limited to money. Helping to move some goods is a good thing too!"

"It feels a bit awkward to use a second-hand one..."

"Duh, for multi-stage impulse steam turbines, as long as they're within their lifespan, secondhand ones are much better than new ones. If you're relocating the whole thing, you don't even need to break it in; you can just use it right away. It's so much better than waiting for a new machine!"

"Besides, even if it breaks, don't you trust my skills?"

The little ahoge stretched out its paw and clenched it into a fist.

Hey, why isn't there a clicking sound? It lacks any presence.

Secretary Liu ignored the dazed boy trying to crack his fingers, and instead focused on organizing his thoughts according to Jiang Xia's instructions. The more he organized his thoughts, the brighter his eyes became.

"That's right! Barbayang is not within the scope of COCOM's sanctions, and France has always followed the US's lead, providing Barbayang with a lot of support. Through this support channel, these second-hand equipment can easily enter the country!"

"Moreover, second-hand equipment is less likely to arouse the suspicion of the Western camp!"

"How did you come up with that?"

This was not something Little Dumb Hair had thought of; he was just a copyist of experience.

Later, Motherland established a port in Barbados, directly reducing the distance for crude oil imports by 85%. This action infuriated a certain port country.

“No! Your plan relies heavily on the cooperation of the Baba Sheep. What if something goes wrong on their end…” Secretary Liu stroked his chin, his eyes darting towards the delegation.

"Go tell these things to the big shots above you. Do you really think I'm some kind of invincible genius? Anyway, the plan is here. You can communicate with the higher-ups."

"Let's go, let's go, we're starving."

After offering his strategy, Little Dumb Hair waved his sleeves, intending to leave without a trace.

Turn around and look.

"Holy crap, why is it so high up here? Have I lost my mind? Why did I climb up here?!"

Looking at the nearly 90-degree iron ladder, Jiang Xia's legs trembled slightly.