Yan Jing's efficiency was astonishingly high. Just two days after the agreement was signed, the first batch of over 50,000 robotic dogs, along with more than 1,000 accompanying charging vehicles, were loaded and shipped.
To get this equipment to the battlefield as quickly as possible, the Old Americans truly went all out, dispatching over a dozen heavy military transport planes. After loading varying numbers of robotic dogs, they flew to Europe, Africa, and the Middle East, all key regions plagued by dog infestations.
The Old Americans' homeland didn't have as strong a demand. It wasn't that they weren't experiencing the rapid dog problem, but rather their military power was outrageously strong, capable of suppressing the dog swarms, thus temporarily negating the need for robotic dogs.
However, the Old Americans' distribution of robotic dogs wasn't important. What mattered was that Yan Jing had delivered 50,000 robotic dogs in a mere two days, once again refreshing everyone's understanding of their otherworldly manufacturing speed.
What kind of divine speed was this?
Little did they know, to manufacture these robotic dogs, the military had repurposed dozens of 3D production lines for military production. Thousands of 3D printers worked day and night, achieving the extraordinary record of deploying 50,000 dogs in two days.
In just a few hours, the Old Americans' transport planes arrived at their destinations one after another. US soldiers who had been waiting at the airports immediately received the equipment, rushed to the front lines to deploy the robotic dogs, and threw themselves into the tense battles.
For a time, in Central and Western Asia, the southern line of Europe, and the coast of Africa, agile figures of robotic dogs could be seen everywhere.
They charged across plains, traversed deserts, passed through jungles, and infiltrated swamps, hunting the rapid dogs by various means.
When the robotic dogs first arrived, most people felt they wouldn't be of much use. After all, the US military was not lacking in equipment; how could a bunch of shoddy machines solve a dog disaster that tanks and artillery couldn't handle?
Were they kidding?
But the facts proved that the robotic dogs' hunting was more efficient than imagined. Their good craftsmanship and excellent tuning had turned them into an exceptionally skilled pack of hunters, almost at a visible speed, reversing the unfavorable situations in various regions.
To allow clients to accurately understand the capabilities of the robotic dogs, the military had specifically added a hunting mode for the export version. Simply put, after eliminating a target, they had to drag it back and display it piled up, rather than leaving it unattended.
Seeing the menacing corpses of rapid dogs piled high, no one dared to question the capabilities of the robotic dogs anymore.
Just one day later, the Old Americans placed a追加 order, purchasing another million units.
Don't think a million is a lot. The first batch was mostly deployed to battlefields in other directions to protect the Old Americans' global interests. The second batch was planned to be shipped back to their homeland and distributed proportionally to major coastal cities to defend against dog disaster attacks.
For a city with a population of several million, deploying 100,000 robotic dogs, is that too much?
It was merely a drop in the bucket.
Even the Old Americans placed a追加 order, so there was no need to mention other allies. As long as a region was affected by the dog disaster, there was no one who didn't buy robotic dogs.
Yan Jing had to increase production lines to fulfill the orders with all its might.
Time was tight and the task was heavy; there was no exaggeration.
In just over ten days, the Old Americans' million-unit order was completely delivered, and the orders from other allies were also being delivered sequentially.
As more and more robotic dogs were deployed to the battlefield, a large number of rapid dogs died under the guns and sharp teeth of the robotic dogs every day. Among them, about a quarter were killed by biting.
The reason for this situation was that a large number of rapid dogs had infiltrated cities, and it was difficult for the robotic dogs to use weapons in densely populated areas, so they had to resort to crude methods to solve the problem.
Someone posted the characteristics of the robotic dogs online, which immediately earned widespread praise.
But where there are many trees, there are many birds. Unharmonious voices also appeared on the internet, attacking the robotic dogs as too low-end and complaining that Yan Jing sold them too expensively. kuAiδugg
Yan Jing directly ignored such voices.
Any poultice that can draw out pus is a good one. Robotic dogs were indeed not high-end products, but as long as they could solve the problem, wasn't that enough? If they were too high-end, those allies with less wealth wouldn't be able to afford them!
High quality and low price, small profits but quick turnover, this was Yan Jing's sales strategy.
Moreover, Yan Jing treated every ally equally. For those with poor infrastructure and difficulties with power replenishment, they even provided customized services, such as adding solar panels.
Well, although Yan Jing had long surpassed the Old Americans and returned to its peak, its consistent hospitality would not change. They would not look down on people or treat them with disdain.
In the blink of an eye, it was the end of the year. All the orders received by Yan Jing had been delivered, and the dog disasters in various regions had basically been brought under control.
Suddenly, the robotic dogs seemed to have completed their historical mission and become dispensable.
Allies like the Great Bear and the Old Americans, for the sake of their reputation, would handle them on their own even if they were of no use.
However, inside the office, Shan Qiuyu actually cursed in front of Ou Zhanpeng, "Shameless to the extreme! How dare they!"
Ou Zhanpeng was bewildered, "Director, what's wrong?"
Shan Qiuyu threw a document at him. Ou Da Shao glanced at it and exclaimed, "It's a notification requesting returns."
He skimmed through it at lightning speed, closed the document, and said, "There are always people in this world who want to take advantage without suffering losses. Don't they consider what would happen if another dog disaster occurred?"
"Occurred?" Shan Qiuyu chuckled wryly, "With such losses, do you think the alien species can continue?"
"Perhaps. Who knows!" Ou Zhanpeng said unconvincingly, and quickly changed the subject, "What does the superior plan to do?"
Shan Qiuyu looked surprised, "Did you not read the document carefully?"
Ou Zhanpeng quickly picked up the document and flipped to the end, finding the resolution: "Repurchase at a low price?" He looked up in surprise, "If we open this loophole, what about other allies who demand returns?"
"Let them return. We aren't losing anything anyway," Shan Qiuyu said.
The repurchase price was only one-fifth of the selling price, and the equipment had to be in perfect condition. Anything damaged was worthless. At most, a small amount would be given as a token gesture. For items with obvious damage, repair costs would be deducted. In summary, returns were out of the question; at most, you'd get a pittance.
For other allies, they wouldn't even bother to look at it. Yan Jing's willingness to repurchase at a low price was already very benevolent.
But Ou Zhanpeng thought about the shipment volume during this period and suddenly felt a headache, "What if they all demand returns?"
"Let them return. We aren't losing money anyway," Shan Qiuyu said.
He didn't know the cost of the robotic dogs, but deducting one-fifth was certainly not the manufacturing cost of the robotic dogs.
Ou Zhanpeng thought of the enormous quantity and felt even more troubled, "What do we need so many robotic dogs for if we take them back? Can they be modified into robotic fish?"
Although not much time had passed, the design of the robotic fish was complete, and the prototype had passed preliminary experiments not long ago.
However, wireless power transmission couldn't penetrate the water layer, meaning batteries had to be installed for normal use, which was why Ou Zhanpeng said that.
Shan Qiuyu said meaningfully, "Then you'll have to ask the superiors. Don't you think if another dog disaster breaks out, we can sell them again?"
What?
Ou Zhanpeng was delighted, "I think that's a good idea!"
As he spoke, Shan Qiuyu picked up another document. As soon as he opened it, he frowned and put down the document with a sigh, "Zhanpeng, you've done good work during this period, but all good things must come to an end."
Ou Zhanpeng knew something was wrong as soon as he heard that, "What's wrong, Director? Has something happened?"
"Nothing has happened," Shan Qiuyu pushed the document towards Ou Zhanpeng, "Your transfer order has arrived."
"Transfer order?" Ou Zhanpeng was clearly not prepared, "I haven't fully recovered yet, how could a transfer order come?"
Opening the document, it clearly read, "Transferred to Luojian Mountain Base for other duties."
"No way? Are they really going to send me to do research?"
"You've seen the order," Shan Qiuyu sighed. "You don't need to worry about things here anymore. Go back, pack your things, and prepare to depart."