"The strongest shield?" Colonel Henry smiled and said nothing, obviously not believing Ivan Vanke's words.

Ivan naturally saw his thoughts, but he didn't explain anything, because the facts would prove everything. He waved his hand to signal the staff beside him, and a launch vehicle with three Jericho missiles drove over.

After the car stopped and the staff above came down, Ivan Vanke asked with a smile: "Col. Henry, can the Jericho missile operate?"

"Of course," Colonel Henry looked at him with a bad expression. I was in charge of the missile force and actually asked me if I could operate it? Are you mocking me?

"That's good, then the next time will be left to you, Colonel Henry." Ivan Vanke smiled.

Colonel Henry glanced at Ivan Vanke with an expressionless look, got into the cab of the missile launcher, and after debugging the relevant machines, he probed his head and said to Ivan Vanke: "Where is the target?"

"You can do whatever you want in this fan-shaped area in front of the missile vehicle," Ivan Vanke said lightly.

As Ivan Vanke's words fell, the videos on the big screen suddenly became three, divided into three perspectives. One perspective was the missile vehicle, and the other perspective was the same as a command room. The last perspective was aerial photography and the entire base was included in the picture.

Colonel Henry looked at Ivan Vanke with a confident face, and then, without saying nonsense, put his hand on the launch button and pressed it hard.

Whoosh! A Jericho missile on the missile launcher started and instantly soared into the air and flew towards the area ahead.

When they reached the designated height and distance, the Jericho missile exploded, and a small missile like a honeycomb gushed out of the Jericho missile and sprinkled towards the lower area.

At this moment, the video on the screen was divided into two parts. In the command room, a rapid alarm sounded. Then, the picture in the computer in the room changed instantly. All the tiny warheads sprinkled by Jericho missiles were locked in a huge radar screen, and then a series of data jumped, and a shot down English word appeared on the computer.

In the aerial photography at this time, the tiny warheads emitted by the Jericho missile had not fallen far, and several dazzling red lights appeared directly below. The red light crossed the sky like a net, and instantly detonated these tiny warheads in the sky. The Jericho missile, the fist product of the Stark Group, was intercepted, causing no destructive power except to stir up a trace of smoke and dust.

"It's not bad, Colonel Henry," Ivan Vanke teased.

Colonel Henry ignored Ivan Vanke's teasing, looked at the place where the missile was aiming just now, and continued expressionlessly: "Can I change my position and continue?"

"As long as the target does not exceed the fan-shaped area ahead. Moreover, this time, in addition to preparing the Stark Group's Jericho missile, I also prepared other missiles with active equipment. Colonel Henry can have fun." Ivan Vanke said with a smile.

Colonel Henry was not polite, and he actually experimented with all the active missiles prepared by Ivan Vanke. Ivan Vanke's creative defense system was indeed extraordinary. All missiles were exactly as he said, and were all defended outside by his defense system.

The video ended, and Ivan Vanke, who had been in a position, walked to the middle of the venue again, and looked angry and said to everyone below: "How about it? Everyone? Can my Vanke defense system be called impeccable?"

The arms dealers were silent, and the arms dealers who were involved in the field of defense systems and were making a living by their side were even more gloomy. Because the newcomer in front of him was indeed too outstanding, even with the eyes of professionals, they could not find any fault.

Ivan Vanke smiled and glanced at the arms dealers who had just been bullied with him, and finally set his eyes on Tony Stark, who was sitting in the front row with a gloomy face.

"Sorry, Mr. Stark, it seems that my Vanke defense system is better." Ivan Vanke said with a smile.

"Indeed, but it won't always be so outstanding!" Tony Stark looked at Ivan Vanke coldly, then stood up and left.

"Why are you leaving?" Yifan Vanke teased the person in charge of the host.

"This..." The person in charge of the host didn't know what to say, after all, this behavior of leaving the market early is really too rude. However, Stark Industrial Group is the leading top arms company in China, so it can only make a comeback: "Maybe Mr. Stark needs to go to the bathroom."

"Is that so? The bathroom?" Yifan Vanke smiled contemptuously and stopped talking to the person in charge of the host.

Retrieving his USB drive from the staff, looking at Tony Stark's departure back, Ivan Vanke narrowed his eyes, sneered and muttered to himself: "What an irrespectful guy, he has the same virtue as his liar's father."

Now even those who are slow can see that this newcomer named Ivan Vanke is deliberately targeting Tony Stark. Although they are not sure what the reason is? However, including the military and the Ministry of Defense, they are happy to see this situation.

The snipe and clam fight, and the fisherman gains profit. Although this company called Ivan Vanke may not even be as strong as a little finger of Stark Industrial Group in terms of strength and financial resources, with such an excellent product, it will definitely receive strong support from the military. At that time, the old top military-industrial group and the new military-industrial group supported by the military compete, and no matter who wins or loses, it will be beneficial to them.

Ivan Vanke's appearance not only shocked a group of people, but also broke the embarrassment on the scene. Therefore, after Ivan Vanke's departure, military partners came to the stage in an orderly manner to introduce their products.

Various leading military products appeared on the big screen one by one, and the tender meeting was brought to a climax with the passionate introduction of the finished product introduction.

At the same time, their products also opened the eyes of Anthony in the audience. It was the top military feast of the American comic world where black technology was flying all over the sky. Many technologies that only exist in fantasy and concepts were brought to the screen one by one.

Of course, most of these products like black technology belong to laboratory products. If you want to mass-produce or fully achieve the effect they are talking about, you will need huge capital injection, and the days of producing the finished product are quite uncertain.

However, this is also allowed at this military purchase bidding meeting. You have good projects, and the military purchase bidding committee is interested in it, and it has been approved after investigation. The military and the Ministry of Defense can take out a portion of the military spending used for this batch of military purchases to invest in this project.

But after your product development is successful in the future, the military will account for a part of it.

This is a win-win situation, no one will refuse.

Finally, it was Anthony's turn to Stan Group. In fact, emerging arms companies like Anthony should have appeared early, but because Stan Industrial Group's current fist product repair fluid is quite excellent, it has been well received by users of various military forces.

In addition, Anthony just asked Ivan Vanke, who was affiliated with his group to attend the bidding conference, to solve the embarrassment at the venue, so the organizing committee of this meeting also gave Anthony a face and moved his time backward, second only to the appearance time of those top military-industrial groups.

"Fashion, I'll leave it to you," Anthony ordered, "No problem."

In terms of weapon explanation, in addition to the boss of the military industry group who comes to the stage in person, you can actually let the weapon designer of your own group go, because you cannot require the boss of every military industry group to be an excellent weapon design expert.

Dr. Fashion, as the designer of this weapon, is more appropriate for him to come on stage to explain than Anthony.

"Leave it to me, boss," Dr. Stylist stood up and tucked a strand of hair on his forehead, and responded gracefully.

Walking to the front of the stage with a model step, Dr. Fashion, who looks like a fashion designer than an arms designer, began his opening remark: "Some people think that the design of weapons is iron and blood, but I think that the design of weapons is fashion and beauty!"

Next, Dr. Fashion began to instill his fashion concepts in many arms giants present, the military and the Ministry of Defense. However, it was obvious that most of the people present were rough men and they did not understand. Of course, Anthony actually did not understand.

Seeing that these people in front of him were all looking like rotten wood that cannot be carved, Dr. Fashion ended the long speech he had prepared helplessly and said directly: "Someone may not agree with my statement, but it doesn't matter, my weapon design will change your mind. Here I can let me introduce my proud work, the crystallization of fashion and beauty - Rose Power Armor!"

As Dr. Fashion finished speaking, an image appeared on the big screen behind him, and a sci-fi armor appeared in it.

"Power armor?!"
Chapter completed!