Chapter 559: The two thinnest books

"Not bad! Very good!"
Immediately, everyone looked at Lin Feng with eyes like a treasure. The middle-aged officer who took the lead patted Lin Feng on the shoulder, and his face was red. If it weren't for Lin Feng, he didn't think that this person would have the aura of foundation. Shi I was afraid that it was already 800 meters away from him.
When the precise parameters of the M14 were in the hands of the officers, the officers screamed even more. If the M14 is installed in their troops, the combat power will increase in a straight line, and the Allied forces will surely beat Hitler's SS on the front line. Throw your helmet and remove your armor.
As a result, the U.S. military generals, who were arrogant and scornful, quickly took Lin Feng’s hand to greet him. Like his brother who had been out of contact for more than ten years, he almost introduced his cousin to Lin. The wind is up.
Thinking of these cousins ​​of the top five and three strong men, Lin Feng felt a chill.
Compared with the enthusiastic officers and generals, the faces of the bosses in the military factory are a bit unsightly.
Obviously, if the army installs the new M14 rifle on a large scale, the weapon plan that the previous military factory spent a lot of money to research will go bankrupt. This will directly cause these capitalists to lose a lot of dollars. Looking at Lin Feng's gaze, there is a faint hostility. .
Finally, a group of arsenal bosses bid farewell with a dark face. When they left, a businessman who took the lead gave Lin Feng a fierce gaze.
The look in his eyes obviously only expresses one meaning.
You wait for me!
Palsy, just wait and wait.
Lin Feng thought this was strange. After changing the universe, even people who didn’t have long eyes had all kinds of crops after crops. He decisively returned the other party's "waiting for you, waiting for you" eyes, and he was so angry that he was over fifty. The year-old man staggered.
And Howard Stark also left with the military manufacturers, but he looked at Lin Feng with unconvinced eyes. After all, as a super-tech genius sought after by the American people, in his own military industry, he was absolutely unwilling to accept that it was so simple. Another genius defeated.
Even if he is defeated now, Howard insists that it is only temporary!
"Sherlock, send the parameters of the weapon to the Department of Defense for production and installation approval, boy, you are very good, I will ask the Department of Defense for your contributions to the United States."
The leading officer put an M14 in the arms box with an expression like a treasure, and then ordered an officer next to him. Finally, he shook hands with Lin Feng with a look of "I like you", and then led a team of officers. Left.
"This is over? So what shall we do next?"
Lin Feng looked at Carter with a look of surprise, thinking that these Yankees were acting a bit resolutely and vigorously. Barabara's was over and a large group of people had gone, and now he was left with the Justice League and Carter and his team.
Carter was more surprised than Lin Feng: "Is it not enough to be praised by Commander Eisenhower?"
"Who? Eisenhower? That old glass?"
Lin Feng raised his eyebrows, no wonder the big officer gave him a familiar feeling. It turned out to be General Eisenhower, the commander-in-chief of the Allied forces. It seems that the advanced technology tree of the M14 weapon has already alarmed the bigwigs of this level.
"Even if it is Eisenhower, what about..."
Lin Feng muttered in his heart with a careless expression on his face.
"Old...old glass!?"
Carter's expression solidified in the wind, and General Eisenhower, the tough guy in the army, was actually evaluated as an "old glass".
Carter could even foresee that if General Eisenhower heard this evaluation, he would be directly perforated in his stomach.
...
At night, a bar in New York City.
"Cheers!"
In order to celebrate Lin Feng’s next awards and promotion, Lin Feng’s fans Justice League and Carter found a bar in the city, and dozens of dark beers were delivered by a group of blonde girls in miniskirts. , Everyone began to revel.
"Dr. Lin Feng, you really don't look like an Asian."
Carter watched drinking beer with the Justice League soldiers, and discussed with everyone in the bar which blonde big breasted girl has the hotter Lin Feng, and was very curious.
First of all, in Carter’s impression, the inferiority of men and women in Asia is the absolute mainstream, and the contempt for women is even more serious than that of the United States. Carter has received too much unfair treatment in the United States, especially her character, naturally in the subconscious mind. China is less interested in seeing Asians.
However, Lin Feng, who she is responsible for protecting, has never shown such signs. Even many American men around Carter have a much more secretive contempt for Carter's female identity than Lin Feng.
But what Carter didn't know was that certain Naruto masters had already demonstrated for Lin Feng on two different battlefields as to whether women can do and whether they can do it.
Secondly, the Asians in Carter's eyes are very conservative, not as unrestrained as Lin Feng, especially Lin Feng said a cup theory, so that the satyrs in the bar whistled and laughed.
Carter looked down at his chest and couldn't help but wondered to himself, whether he was C or D.
It seems to be D...
Lin Feng looked at Carter who was partying with everyone: "Ms. Carter, you are not like an Englishman."
Carter asked curiously: "Why? Do you know us British people well?"
Lin Feng shook his head: "I don't know much, I only heard that one of the two thinnest books in the world is from Britain."
"Which two?"
Carter thought for a long time, but did not come up with a suitable answer.
Everyone pricked their ears.
Lin Feng smiled and said, "Of course it's British recipes and American history! Neither is enough paper."
"Hahahaha!"
A group of people laughed, Carter flushed.
The British don’t know how to cook this stalk. It’s so famous. Stewed potatoes in the morning, stewed potatoes at noon, and mashed potatoes at night...
"Yes, cheers to our dissatisfaction with a piece of American history!"
The wild/wild/man from Texas, Johnson raised his beer glass to a toast to Lin Feng, with a sincere expression. This muscular muscular man took it for granted that American history was indeed dissatisfied with a piece of paper. A toast to this. ..