Two billion tons!

When this number is said, everyone present has a numb scalp.

You should know that the total steel production in Daxia this year is only 115 million tons!

If you want to raise 2 billion tons, it will take twenty years to rely on production alone! Even if you work overtime and overload production, it will take ten years!

And now, what you lack the most is time.

"First find a way to solve the 80 million tons of steel needed by Shandong Eastern. The treasury should be able to meet the rest. As long as we survive this, we still have time to find it." Lin Fan said this, looking at the middle-aged man who had said he was responsible for the steel resource issue before.

This person is named Shang Weitian. He is the chief manager of the business department. He is responsible for handling all resource allocation inside and outside Daxia and in charge of business import and export.

"I'll take responsibility!" Shang Weitian nodded without any hesitation on his face, "I'll solve all the remaining steel resource gaps, cement, sand and gravel, and grain!"

"A military order can be issued!"

"But I need extremely high discretion!"

Lin Fan looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with complicated eyes.

In the last life, Shang Weitian showed amazing scheduling ability.

This is the well-deserved logistics manager of Daxia!

Even Lin Fan didn't know how this guy made so many resources again and again to help Daxia survive the catastrophe of gods again and again.

"Okay! I don't care what methods you use, as long as you don't harm Daxia or the people of Daxia, as long as you can get two billion tons of steel, you don't need to report to me anything you do!" Lin Fan nodded.

"Please ensure that the task is completed! If it fails, Shang Weitian is willing to do military law!" After Shang Weitian finished speaking, he turned around and left without hesitation.

Be vigorous and decisive!

"Everyone, go and do your own business." Lin Fan clapped his hands, and he had his own business to deal with.

He wants to improve his strength as soon as possible, practice the God-killing Demon Slaying Art to the upper limit, and become a demigod on earth!

When the God-killing Army is formed, the God-killing Demon-killing Art will become a powerful weapon for humans to kill God!

but.

Just when the meeting was about to end.

A middle-aged man sitting in the back row tentatively raised his hand: "Commander-in-chief, I have a better suggestion than building the Great Wall of Steel!"

"Say." Lin Fan was slightly stunned.

"Look," the middle-aged man stood up, walked to the wall, pointed to the map of Daxia hanging on the wall, and pushed his glasses on his nose: "My Daxia is vast, even if the God of the Ocean really invades."

"Even if it is a tsunami of 100 meters, or even a tsunami of 300 meters."

"It will only affect more than a dozen provinces in the eastern part of Daxia."

"Why don't we give up the land of these dozen provinces directly and move the people and property to the west? That saves more time and effort?"

Speaking of this, the eyes of middle-aged people reflect a wise and calm light.

but.

The words just fell.

"What did you say?!" Old Jin, who had been sitting safely, suddenly stood up.

He pulled out his waist and put the gun on his back, loaded it up, pointed it straight at the middle-aged man, staring at him and said, "Are you asking us to give up the territory of Daxia?"

Mr. Jin fought all his life, and had been through the battlefield for a long time, becoming a general on the side.

Although he is no longer in his prime, at this moment, his power is like a sharp sword being unsheathed, full of murderous aura!

"Do you know that every inch of land in my Daxia is built by five thousand years of ancestors!"

"Do you know how the ancestors of a hundred years ago protected this land from the invaders!"

"Do you know that every inch of the land under your feet is soaked in blood? Do you know that many soldiers are now standing guard at the border in the cold wind and the scorching heat, just to protect the country!"

"You retreat when you open your mouth? You have to give up the territory of Daxia? I, the people of Daxia, have lived here for generations. When I was scared, I didn't even want my family. Are you still a human being? Do your parents agree? Do your grandparents agree?"

"Damn it, you have the will to say it again, see if I will collapse you!"

Mr. Jin was obviously completely angry, and for a moment, even swearing.

Judging from his status as a five-star gold general, this is a complete loss of composure.

He even drew his gun regardless of the occasion, looking like he was about to break his middle-aged head.

But everyone present did not persuade Mr. Jin, but glared at the young people talking!

How can the land of Daxia be given to others?!

What is land?

Land is the root of the people of Daxia!

What were the ancestors of those days who braved the invaders' guns and bullets to fight bloody battles on this land, and even sacrificed their lives for it?

For the land under your feet!

Now, the gods are coming.

How can these younger generations give the land protected by the bloodshed and protected by their ancestors to the gods? What is the difference between being a traitor?

For a moment, the middle-aged man who was talking had a pale expression, but he still said tremblingly: "Instead of spending national strength, recruiting 50 million troops, and allocating steel resources... then... it is better to transfer the people, and relocate, and compensate..."

"And if the Great Wall of Steel is not blocked, the people will still stay where they are..."

"Kang!"

A gunshot!

The middle-aged man stood there. After a long time, he turned his head in shock and looked at the bullet holes on the wall behind him.

If it weren't for the last moment, Lin Fan quickly pulled Mr. Jin, so he would have been shot and killed by the angry Mr. Jin!

"Old Jin, calm down!" Lin Fan quickly pulled Old Jin and sat down.

Old Jin gritted his teeth and looked at the middle-aged man, but then a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes!

The power in Lin Fan's hands was surprisingly great!

Logically speaking, Mr. Jin fought all his life. Although he is old now, he is still full of tendons. Not to mention a young man like Lin Fan who has just grown up, even a veteran in the army who has been in the two or three years may not be as strong as Mr. Jin.

But in Old Jin's feelings, Lin Fan's hands were as if they were cast by steel, and he could not resist at all, so he forced himself to sit down!

"Old Jin, please calm down," Lin Fan gently patted the old man's back while pushing the teacup: "Do not be angry when you drink a sip of tea. In fact, he is also considering the people of Daxia..."

"Bang!"

It would be fine if he didn't mention it. After Lin Fan mentioned it, Old Jin slapped the table hard and pointed at the middle-aged man and said, "You are lucky today. If Bai Zhan from Sichuan had not just returned, with his temperament, he would have killed you ten or eight times!"

In fact, Mr. Jin is not so irritable on weekdays, and it is even more impossible for him to shoot in public.

In fact, the land of the country is sacred and inviolable to a soldier!

Defending the country is the duty of a soldier!

Mr. Jin lived a military life and dealt with border conflicts many times. When he was young, he had guarded the border against the cold wind and the scorching heat, and confronted people with a gun. He had also seen his young comrades die on the border.

The peaceful and prosperous era in other people's eyes is because Mr. Jin and others are silently guarding!

Therefore, when the middle-aged man actually proposed to give up his territory, his passion rushed to Old Jin's forehead.

After persuading for two minutes, Old Jin barely suppressed his anger, but even so, he still stared at the middle-aged man without saying a word.

Lin Fan looked at the middle-aged man who was pale but still standing there and refused to sit down, and smiled: "It's okay, I can understand you."

"You are worried, what should we do if we can't hold on, then the people living in the east will do. Right?"

The middle-aged man nodded: "Yes!"

"It is impossible to give up the territory." Lin Fan smiled, "It is not only because it is impossible for me to give up the territory of Daxia, but also because."

"We are facing more than the God of the Sea."

"This time the God of Ocean appears, we give up the eastern land, so you can spend it safely, what's next? The God of the Sky appears, and countless steel falcons soar in the sky, we hide in the cave and don't go out? The God of the Earth appears, where should we hide? What about the God of Winter? What about the God of Fire? What about the God of the Sun? What about the God of Light? What about the God of Space?"

"Are we going to give up everything?"

"Did I learnt to persist in the five thousand years of Daxia, but to give up?"
Chapter completed!