Darkstone Code-Chapter 1001 - 999: Capitalists Are Fucking Disgusting!

Chapter 1001: Chapter 999: Capitalists Are Fucking Disgusting!

Lynch roughly calculated that just for a birthday, the value of the gifts he received amounted to hundreds of thousands of dollars, not including the share transfer document given to him by Mr. Wardrick.

The lighter factory wasn’t the entire share, only twenty percent, but even this twenty percent was worth two or three million.

Combined, the birthday gifts alone totaled over three million, more than what an average person earns in a lifetime.

People often say that those who aren’t wealthy or happy simply aren’t working hard enough...

Who can say how hard one must work within a fixed structure to achieve so much wealth like this?

Of course, perhaps this is also a form of encouragement, because once someone sees reality clearly, there’s only despair; only by indulging in the sweet pursuit of dreams can one find the motivation to live.

The birthday party outside was still ongoing, but Lynch had returned to a side hall with several gentlemen - this was a closed meeting.

Around ten gentlemen sat or stood here, each representing a military industrial company, the most deeply hidden interest group within the Federation.

In society, among ordinary people, rarely does anyone discuss topics related to military industrial groups.

They don’t discuss how much money these corporations earn annually, how much tax they pay, how many employees they have, or their societal influence.

At most, people talk about their new products, but not everyone knows about these; only fervent military enthusiasts know each company’s product lineup.

But regarding deeper matters, not many are truly aware, such as their influence upon Congress or their relationship with the Military—no one knows.

Or perhaps some are aware, yet they all remain silent.

The medical and military sectors are the Federation’s strongest and largest industries, yet in the eyes of ordinary people, they seem non-existent.

"Gentlemen, I believe you’re already aware of some reasons why I invited you here," Lynch sat on a single-seater sofa, legs crossed, the thick and wide sofa accentuating his unique status.

The other gentlemen nodded; Lynch had already clarified upon inviting them.

"Now, you may express your thoughts on whether you’re willing to cooperate with me."

With a light chuckle, Lynch continued, "Darkstone Security is presently considered the world’s largest legal registered military contractor."

"We have professional soldiers, professional tactical commanders, professional military equipment—everything is professional!"

"Our ongoing orders cover various known simple or complex terrains like forests, hills, plains, and cities."

"Our clients include legitimate governmental organizations, uprising groups opposing governmental tyranny, rich merchants, and many more."

"The situations we face are never the same; there are numerous variations."

"If we can achieve cooperation, it will be beneficial for both parties."

Everyone nodded once again, which was also why they were present here.

Lynch’s proposition was too tempting; they couldn’t resist.

Whenever military industrial companies design and produce new equipment, there’s always a hypothetical usage scope.

For instance, a company producing torpedoes wouldn’t envision using them in deserts, which is evidently impossible.

Yet specific conditions within ocean usage differ; would tropical and polar oceans present any distinctions?

What if encountering a fish school during usage—would any accidents occur?

Do ocean currents and eddies alter the torpedo’s course or affect its speed?

Numerous complex environmental factors impact a weapon product’s actual effectiveness!

Designing and producing new equipment based on a specific usage environment poses a challenge upon the prototype’s release: whether the product indeed suits the intended setting as initially imagined.

Take for instance, a previously concerning issue: sand would cause firearms to malfunction.

While designing firearms, they hadn’t considered sand infiltrating their firearm structures, leading these military enterprises to refine their designs, resulting in numerous high-priced military sale products eventually landing in stores at lower prices for ordinary civilians.

After purchasing these weapons at nearly cost price, these civilians still complained, speaking harsh words.

Therefore, before officially releasing a weapon, it must undergo extensive trial across various scenarios to identify potential problems and finalize it.

Compared to simulating extreme conditions in labs, Lynch’s proposal aligns more closely with their experimental environment needs.

A real combat environment, high-intensity or enduring battles, unpredictable chaotic situations emerging spontaneously—only through massive-scale real testing can product reliability be assessed.

"Mr. Lynch, we’re indeed interested in these things, but I don’t know what price we have to pay."

The speaker’s words garnered unanimous agreement; if the cost isn’t substantial, it’s negligible, but they’re afraid Lynch demands too much.

This is no ordinary individual; people wouldn’t underestimate Lynch, especially his glorious past warrants cautious treatment, having discerned "Lynch’s malice."

Imagine giants within this industry gathering here; if one agrees to cooperate with Lynch, the rest, should they not cooperate, will very likely be suppressed in all aspects.

Even during Ministry of Defense’s order placements, priority will be given to weaponry proven by real warfare rather than theoretical lab-qualified ones!

This is no conspiracy!

"You must supply us with weaponry necessary for each military operation, including spares and ammunition..."

The first half of the sentence already made everyone frown; equipping some experimental weapons on a small scale implies needing a production line, producing at least three to five thousand.

If ammunition too falls upon them, they must ponder the necessity of cooperating with Lynch and Darkstone Security.

Many still conceptualize war through shell costs and salvo expenses.

Actually, ordinary soldiers’ ammunition consumption can be alarming.

According to current market prices, a bullet’s cost is roughly twenty-five to thirty-five cents each.

A combat scenario allows a soldier to easily expend over a hundred rounds; high-intensity warfare or sustained offensives might see each soldier consume hundreds, even thousands of rounds.

Assuming one soldier expends three hundred rounds in combat, costing about ninety dollars, for a thousand soldiers, it’s a ninety-thousand-dollar ammunition fee!

That’s just an ordinary battle, like localized conflicts; large-scale prolonged offensives might entail ammunition costs surpassing hundreds of thousands!

If military industrial enterprises bear all this, they might struggle.

Observing the dissatisfaction and silence across their faces, Lynch wasn’t at all nervous; business allows bargaining and proposing conditions others cannot refuse.

"Unused weaponry will be returned after combat, even if used before—still beneficial, identifying issues from them."

"Additionally, periodically, we’ll publicly disclose weapon usage conditions, rating all equipment, and at year-end release a new magazine."

"It’ll be called ’Modern Warfare,’ documenting Darkstone Security’s battle engagements, weapon usage, and soldiers’ experiences and thoughts."

"Lastly, we’ll recommend purchasing weaponry preferred or technically matured by soldiers to our clients."

Naturally turning his wrist, Lynch said, "You know our clients are wealthy; they don’t care about price, only whether their money targets their needs."

"The Ministry of Defense is also one of our vital clients!"

The tightened brows only furrowed deeper instead of easing.

Each person’s mind was now fixated on "Lynch is damn scoundrel," he’s too wicked.

They realized the military industrial enterprises’ valuation of Darkstone Security—its relentless military missions offering unseen military merits beyond common sight, its foremost role in assessing military equipment being critically important!

Chainsaw buyers won’t trust mall salespeople who’ve likely never been to rural areas; they trust personal usage experiences or fellow lumberjack recommendations.

In the near future, no military contractor rivals Darkstone Security’s influence; its weaponry appraisals are almost conclusively definitive!

Personnel, magazines, as praised—can front-line soldier feedback be more credible?

Individuals know whom to heed, how to choose, compelling them towards decision.

Either abandon collaboration with Lynch, watching competitors receive skyward praise, sales continuously climbing.

Or... join, accept Lynch’s exploitation, and compete on equal footing with competitors.

The most detestable part being: they bear additional costs yielding mere fair competition. Damn capitalists are truly revolting!