"Anytime."
Lynch's reply was always so confident, and of course, it was genuine confidence.
It's just a matter of sketching a self-propelled artillery, even if he couldn't draw it in detail, a conceptual drawing shouldn't be a problem.
Don't forget, he learned to draw in a small room where he had plenty of time to learn whatever he wanted; learning brings joy and can make one forget their worries.
Mr. Wardrick looked at Lynch, his gaze seemed to say, "I knew you had plans," as Lynch's quick agreement definitely meant he had a series of plans.
Actually, there weren't any. Manufacturing self-propelled artillery or tanks requires a lot of industrial collaboration, and under Lynch's hands were either shell companies or companies unrelated to heavy industry.
Even if he had detailed manufacturing plans, he couldn't produce those things, nor would he have the time to step by step manufacture them.
He had almost forgotten about it—
