Invasion of the United States

The report summarized, "With electricity and communication, they can finally connect with the outside world, access information, and even start attempting small-scale agricultural production.

The arrival of these modern industrial goods has not only changed the living conditions of the local people but also altered the political landscape."

The report in the senator's hands did not come from official channels but was provided by local African media and some so-called "charitable" organizations.

The contents of the report were detailed and vivid, like a painting depicting life in Africa, slowly unfolding before the senator's eyes.

These "Warthogs" were like diligent worker bees, shuttling between the blue sky and the wilderness, sprinkling fragments of modern civilization onto Africa, that piece of land forgotten by the world.

For instance, data recorded that unmanned "Warthogs" tirelessly flew more than a dozen trips in a single day, delivering over four tons of materials to those extremely impoverished villages.

"Most of these materials are second-hand," the report noted, "including old clothes, obsolete appliances, near-expiry medicines, and even photovoltaic panels refurbished from recycling stations."

Despite this, these items were priceless treasures to the locals.

The villagers wore school uniforms with "Dongda" printed on them, wore recycled sneakers, held outdated bar phones, but their faces were filled with satisfied smiles.

The villagers had no resistance to these industrial goods. They quickly attached themselves to the donation personnel sent by Chinese enterprises, even willing to obey orders to continue receiving supplies.

This dependency quickly took root and grew in the impoverished soil, becoming an invisible force of control that even the local government couldn't escape.

"If the same amount of materials were transported by truck," the reporter continued, "it would take at least a week to deliver and require two local drivers and four volunteers.

However, drivers are a scarce and high-end job in the area; they are hard to hire and unwilling to risk traveling to remote areas."

In contrast, the efficiency of the "Warthog" was astonishing. They didn't need rest, wages, or worry about the dangers of the journey.

The report also mentioned that if a photovoltaic power station could be built in the Pim Region, the "Warthogs" could use it as a base to expand their flight range further.

"For Chinese enterprises mining locally, this is a trivial investment but can provide a solid safety barrier, isolating the dangers of unrest to earn higher profits."

The senator put down the report, his brows tightly knit.

This report not only revealed the influence of Chinese enterprises in Africa but also made one realize that technological tools like the "Warthog" were changing the world's structure in an unprecedented way.

"These aircraft are not just transportation tools," he murmured, "they are forces of change, bridges connecting the world. And we seem to be falling behind."

Seeing this report, the senator's mood suddenly grew heavy.

He had already asked his assistant to investigate the prices of similar U.S. products, which was discouraging—the prices were almost an order of magnitude higher compared to the "Warthog."

This gap was not just in numbers; it was a fatal blow to market competitiveness.

What troubled him even more was that the U.S. lacked large-scale mining investments in Zambia and throughout Asia, Africa, and Latin America, thus lacking application scenarios.

This was precisely Dongda's strength.

If similar products were forcibly sent to Africa, it would be pure "charity," not only failing to bring any real benefits but also causing taxpayers to question the rationale behind the spending.

However, if no action was taken, the influence the U.S. had established in Africa over the years through "aid" would face a collapse.

After all, in an environment of poverty and scarcity, "mother's milk is best" is the most realistic survival rule.

The report also mentioned that "Electric Flight," to promote the "Warthog," had adopted a highly attractive business model—leasing services.

Customers did not need to purchase expensive equipment or create complex maintenance teams; they could simply buy flight services as needed.

This model greatly increased the sales cost of "Electric Flight" but significantly reduced the threshold for customers.

For African mining companies, local governments, and even international organizations, this "pay-as-you-go" method was undoubtedly a boon.

"Once this leasing service is in use, it becomes addictive," the report stated, "customers will gradually depend on the efficiency and convenience of the 'Warthog,' eventually forming a dependency that is hard to shake."

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Some people's value lies in their ability to stir things up; some rise with the stakes in their hands.

Zhou Qingfeng, when he initially acquired "Electric Flight," never thought of using the company to elevate his own status.

However, when the "Warthog" emerged, both the company and its controller became an unavoidable presence.

Because he could now stir things up, and he had a lot of stakes on hand.

Unlike most entrepreneurs, Zhou Qingfeng's business philosophy was particularly unconventional—he never considered how to make money; instead, he racked his brains on how to spend it.

In the eyes of outsiders, this nearly "insane" strategy of using capital and technological advantages to seize the market was understandable.

But this tactic enabled "Electric Flight" to grow at an astonishing pace.

And this growth, in turn, further elevated Zhou Qingfeng's status, leading people to gradually overlook some potentially unlawful actions and deep-seated dangers he might represent.

Senator Harrison, after carefully reviewing the report on "Electric Flight," finally made up his mind to accept the arrangement by the lobbying company, preparing to have a private meeting with the company's people.

After all, some things could not be said in public.

Marco's tough stance at the congressional hearing, though uncompromising on the surface, might have hidden agendas behind the scenes.

Senator Harrison believed it was necessary to hear their "truth," and any potential bribes were secondary. Your support at MV^LEMP^YR keeps the series going.

Because the report also mentioned that capital in the U.S. financial sector had long been eager to move regarding "Electric Flight."

Some bold investors had even already provided funding to the company through indirect channels.

What's even more unsettling was that the planned factory of "Electric Flight" at Dongda had quietly doubled its expected annual production from ten thousand to twenty thousand units.

Moreover, this factory was expected to be completed and put into production within just ten months.

"How can anyone bear this?" Senator Harrison murmured, "What if one day, the low-altitude drones of Dongda have production capacities similar to its cars? What will happen then?

Even with just one-tenth, three million units a year would be enough to make the whole world shudder."

Just imagining that scene—thousands of "Warthogs" shuttling through the air like a swarm of bees covering the sky—made Senator Harrison restless.

He knew that once this technology, which previously only existed in science fiction, was widely popularized, it would completely change the world's order.

"This thing is like the steel industry," he said to his assistant with a wry smile, "Even if the whole world were tied together, they couldn't match Dongda. We can't deal with it."

Before the contact, the senator had another problem; he found that he had almost no cards to play.

The U.S.'s technological advantage seemed powerless in the face of the "Warthog," and market rules had been completely overturned by "Electric Flight's" leasing model.

"We need to think of other ways," he thought to himself, "maybe starting with international rules, environmental, and labor rights issues.

If necessary, we could pressure 'Electric Flight' by partnering with other countries. In any case, we can't sit and do nothing."

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Compared to the troubled congressman, Zhou Qingfeng had no such concerns about their contact. He simply wanted to find a way to take down Dias.

In Washington D.C., Dias had already foreseen the challenge after seeing extensive media reports about Marco and "Electric Flight"... the opponent was not playing by the usual rules.