Jiang Ye was pinned to the sofa and beaten.
"Don't kill me!" he yelled, covering his head.
Isabelle straddled his waist with ferocity, rolling up her sleeves and punching him with all her might, embodying the spirit of a modern-day Wu Song fighting a tiger. However, a real tiger would struggle and resist, while this fake tiger could only cover his head and wail miserably, like a drowned rat.
Finally, Isabelle grew tired and stopped, panting.
"If you ever point a gun at my head again, I'll really beat you into a pig's head," she warned him sternly, pointing a finger at him.
"Ouch, I just thought you were a fake!" Jiang Ye protested, feeling wronged. "I saw a metal plate on your back, like a robot. I've never seen that thing on you before! When did you get it?"
"Nonsense! That spot is covered by my bra strap, and you haven't undressed me, so of course you wouldn't see it!" Isabelle, furious, hit him again. "Many people have metal parts nowadays, even cybernetic individuals who replace all their limbs and organs with artificial ones. Are you going to point a gun at them and ask stupid questions?"
"That's not right, I've seen your whole back," Jiang Ye blinked.
"My artificial heart was implanted three years ago. Are you blaming me because you didn't pay attention?" Isabelle was almost beside herself with anger.
"How did you get shot? Were you in a war?" Jiang Ye changed the subject. Da Feng Novel Network.
"No, it was a street shootout. I was passing by and got unlucky, hit by a stray bullet," Isabelle sighed. "If I had been shot in a real battle, half of me would have needed to be rebuilt. The standard weapons now are very powerful. Your traditional handgun has long been obsolete in the military."
"Your artificial heart's battery is on the outside. The technology isn't great," Jiang Ye commented. "That battery port doesn't even have a cover. What if the battery falls out?"
"It's not a battery, it's an energy metal. Once you insert it, it automatically fuses with the artificial heart and can't be removed. There's no risk of it falling out," Isabelle explained. "It will be depleted in a month. The remaining charge will last for eight hours, and within those eight hours, I just need to insert another energy metal."
"Let me see if I can take it out?" Jiang Ye said, half-believing.
"Are you trying to die tonight?" Isabelle raised her fist.
"J-just kidding!" Jiang Ye quickly covered his face. "I came to see you tonight because I have something important to ask you."
"Ask me? What important matter requires you to come in person?" Isabelle blinked, raising an eyebrow.
"Borrow money," Jiang Ye opened a gap between his fingers covering his face and winked at Isabelle. "Ninety million. It's an emergency."
"Holy crap, borrow that much money? Do you think I'm an ATM?" Isabelle frowned. "What's it for?"
"To build a military factory. In the next month, the water ghosts will double in number and swarm onto land. I need to build more military factories to produce weapons and reinforce our defenses, so the town doesn't get blown up," Jiang Ye explained. "I promise, I'll pay you back soon!"
"But I don't have that much money."
"Don't say that, sister. I know you're a rich woman. Your every move exudes an aristocratic British aura, your every smile is like that of a noble family in the Grand View Garden, and your accent carries the nobility of a palace concubine. No matter what kind of building you live in, that humble structure will immediately become as radiant as the Amber Room of the Russian Imperial Palace..."
"Stop flattering me. I really don't have that much money. My money is all with my husband," Isabelle said, disappointing him.
"Is that so?" Jiang Ye sighed deliberately. "Your position in the family isn't very strong. In my time, women managed the money in most families. You only bully me. You're still subservient to your husband at home, which is really pathetic."
Isabelle glared at him for a few seconds. "I just let my husband manage the money. I can get it whenever I want! Wait here, I'll call him."
Isabelle stomped upstairs to call for money.
Jiang Ye sat on the sofa, waiting quietly.
He felt a strange mix of emotions, mostly embarrassment. Isabelle was asking her husband for money to lend to a man with whom she had a rather ambiguous relationship. If the situation weren't so dire, he wouldn't have asked Isabelle for the money.
Five minutes later, Isabelle came back downstairs.
"The money has been transferred to you. When can you pay it back?" she asked.
"Within a month!" Jiang Ye sprang up from the sofa. "Thanks, sis! I'm going back to place the order for the military factory!"
"Aren't you going to stay for dinner?"
"Busy, busy!" Jiang Ye scurried out the door.
He ran back to the base vehicle.
Sitting in front of the base panel, he clicked on "Construct Factory" and selected "Military Factory."
"Factory Type: 12.7mm Anti-Aircraft Gun Factory."
On Tuesday, the number of water ghosts that landed throughout the day exceeded a thousand for the first time, reaching 1004.
On Wednesday, the number of water ghosts surged to 1640. Some water ghosts had already managed to reach the beach alive, but they were blown to pieces by rocket fire before they could even reach the barbed wire. The defensive pressure had become immense, and the soldiers' expressions were anxious, their eyes bloodshot.
Panic had also spread through the town, with some people already attempting to start their base vehicles and check their condition.
On Thursday morning, the anti-aircraft gun factory was completed!
As soon as Jiang Ye woke up, he went with Xu Yan to inspect it.
The factory's exterior walls were still iron-black, appearing remarkably sturdy. The roof was a graceful arc, and the entire factory had no windows, but there was a row of exhaust fans, each with blades as large as a door panel.
The interior of the factory was more complex than expected. In addition to the production lines on the ground floor, there were also floating robotic arms, large and small, arranged in rows. As expected, the more expensive things were, the more advanced they were.
The workers had been recruited and immediately took their positions for trial production.
The process was more complex than anticipated, taking a full hour to produce the first anti-aircraft gun.
Upon seeing the finished product, Jiang Ye couldn't help but exclaim, "Holy crap!"
"It's completely different from what I imagined!"
He had thought it would just be a large machine gun, similar to the anti-aircraft guns he'd seen in military exercises on television as a child.
But the anti-aircraft gun before him had twelve barrels, arranged in three rows of four, with each barrel as thick as a small cannon. The entire anti-aircraft gun was as large as a small car, equipped with a complex feeding system, cooling system, and aiming system.
It had wheels at the bottom, allowing it to be moved. One person couldn't push it; it required at least two. If the hundreds of kilograms of ammunition boxes were attached, it would take five people to push it.
A true heavy weapon!
Jiang Ye immediately ordered the soldiers to push the anti-aircraft gun out, as he wanted to test fire it.