Siheyuan: Heavy Industry Revitalizes the Country

"Pa bang bang..."

Fang Xiang stood on the shooting range, happily releasing the pleasure brought by adrenaline.

Including the 64, there were 7 guns. Each gun had at least two magazines.

When the last bullet was fired.

Fang Xiang already felt like his wrists weren't his own.

Looking at the GLOCK17 in my hand, it has not been polished or painted yet.

There are even some thorns that may prick your hands, but that still cannot conceal his excellence.

Fang Xiang finally understood why this gun was so popular among gangster players all over the world.

"How about it, young man? Are you interested in joining the army? It's a good training ground."

Just as Fang was looking at the target paper, the old man walked over and asked with a smile.

"I dare not, my small body cannot withstand the destruction of the army.

You don’t know that half a year ago, I was so thin that I was just skin and bones and almost starved to death.

I felt a handful of ribs on my body, which means I only raised them in the last six months."

Fang Xiang looked at the kind old man and politely refused.

"Okay, no problem. As long as you can contribute to the country, it doesn't matter where you are."

Although the old man was rejected, he didn't say much. He still smiled and patted Fang Xiang on the shoulder.

“But I suggest you stay here for now and leave after a few days.

Otherwise, it would be troublesome to run back and forth. "

After the old man finished speaking, he put his hands behind his back and left.

Fang Xiang was left with a confused look on his face.

What? You want me to stay? Not go to class?

He rubbed his sore wrist and saw that Professor Xu had not left yet, so he wanted to hurry over.

"Professor, the old man just now told me to stay and leave later. This..."

Fang Xiang sat next to Professor Xu and started to complain.

"Well, you don't have to think too much about it. You can't stay for many days.

Didn’t you promise to design a new blueprint? I’ll go back after I finish it.”

Professor Xu didn't care and just said a few simple words.

"What about my class hours?"

Fang Xiang couldn't help but suck his teeth.

"Do you need more lessons?"

Professor Xu then turned around and joked with a smile.

"You have to get your diploma, right?!"

Fang Xiang put on a bitter face.

"Oh, why think so much? I'll find someone to arrange your classes for you.

Don't worry, just design your drawings well.

Since I asked you to do this, I can't possibly not give you any benefits."

Professor Xu still did not give a direct answer, but fortunately he made a promise.

Fang Xiang doesn't have to worry about the class hours, but he does need to give benefits when it comes to doing things.

Fang Xiang felt aggrieved at once, and told his uncle about the humiliation he had suffered at the First Ministry of Machine Building Industry that morning.

"How can this machinery department be so incompetent?!

I understand. Don’t worry about this matter anymore.”

Professor Xu narrowed his eyes, and suddenly a sense of power emanated from him.

Just when Fang was shocked and thought that Professor Xu was going to say something harsh.

Professor Xu stood up and returned to his previous amiable self.

"I have something else to do and I have to be away for a few days, so you just stay here.

The person who just spoke to you is the deputy director of the General Armament Department, his surname is Hu.

He and I are old friends. I'll say hello to him later. You don't have to think too much about it.

Just do your job.”

After Professor Xu finished speaking, he turned and left.

Qin Jun smiled at Fang Xiang and left with Professor Xu.

Looking at the jeep that Professor Xu was riding in, there was a long trail of black smoke behind it.

Fang Xiang was dumbfounded again.

"Hello, Comrade Xiao Fang, my last name is Li Changjiang.

Mr. Hu asked me to come and make some arrangements for you."

Fortunately, a familiar-looking soldier came over.

It was the person who had chatted and drank tea with Qin Jun in Professor Xu’s office before.

"Sorry to trouble you."

Fang Xiang looked around the huge military camp and didn't see a single familiar face, and he suddenly felt guilty.

You can only do what others say.

But fortunately, no one made things difficult for him.

"Comrade Xiao Fang, thank you for taking a rest here these days.

I'll have someone deliver the daily necessities shortly.

If you want to eat, you might feel a little aggrieved, as you can only follow our canteen.

Do you have any other requests?"

Li Changjiang took him to a dormitory.

Open the door and you will see everything you need, including a bed, quilt, table and chairs.

It's a single room. If I'm not mistaken, it should be an officer's dormitory.

"Okay, okay, that's all, no need to bother."

Fang didn't dare to make any requests at this time. It would only be a few days anyway, so he just had to make do with it.

"Come this way, I'll show you where you'll be working these days."

Seeing that Fang Xiang didn't raise any objections, Li Changjiang continued to lead the way.

Not far away is a row of officers' office buildings.

Li Changjiang directly opened an office on the first floor.

It looked as if it had been a clerical office.

There are tables, chairs, benches, cabinets and everything else inside.

"This is the only room that's vacant for now, and it's a little small, so please bear with me.

The day after tomorrow, a large office will be vacated on the second floor for you."

Li Changjiang looked a little embarrassed.

"No, no, it's just me, right? This place is enough."

Fang Xiang looked at the office of more than ten square meters.

Half of the space is occupied by things, and the other half is empty, which is enough.

"Then could you please bring me some design drawings of the rifle? I'll take a look at them."

Fang wanted to pull out a chair and sit at the desk.

"Oh, by the way, I also need drawing tools like rulers and compasses."

There were only pens, pencils, paper and so on, so I asked for some other things I needed.

"Okay, Comrade Xiao Fang, please wait for a moment. I'll arrange an orderly for you."

Seeing that Fang Xiang had no objection, Li Changjiang prepared to withdraw.

"Why do I need an orderly? I can do it myself."

When Fang Xiang saw that the man valued him so much and even wanted him to be a service soldier, he could not help but wave his hand to refuse.

“The main thing to have is that you might need something from time to time.

I still have a job to do, so I can’t stay here forever.”

Li Changjiang took out a cigarette and handed one to Fang Xiang while explaining.

"Okay then, can I leave after I finish drawing the picture?"

Fang Xiang didn't plan to smoke yet, so he asked after refusing.

"I suggest you stay a few more days. Mr. Hu just asked someone to customize a gun for you.

I think when you leave, you must want to take me with you, right?!"

Li Changjiang didn't care. He held the cigarette in his mouth, took out a match and lit it, and spoke with a smile.

"Ah? Really?"

Fang Xiang immediately became interested.

"How could it be false? Mr. Hu has spoken personally.

When the time comes, along with the gun, I guess your gun license will also be there."

Li Changjiang took a puff of his cigarette, blew out a smoke ring, and confirmed Fang Xiang's words.

"That's great, hurry up and get me the tools, I'll start drawing right away."

When Fang Xiang heard that this could really be put into practice, he immediately became eager to try.

"Okay, Comrade Xiao Fang, please wait a moment. I will arrange it right away."

Li Changjiang stretched out his hand, shook hands with Fang Xiang, then turned and left.

"Good boy, it's a good thing to give you a gun."

Fang Xiang was alone in the small office, walking back and forth excitedly.

But immediately, he frowned again.

The pistol was easy to deal with, he already had an idea of ​​what was going on.

But how should I choose a rifle?

He remembered the rifle design drawings in his mind, if not fifty copies, at least thirty.

But he has to carefully screen which ones to choose.

If you're lucky, maybe.

The gun he chose may become the standard rifle in the army in the future.

What an honor this is.

We can't just deal with it casually.

PS: Gentlemen, guess which guns will be on the list.

There is no prize for the correct answer.

Thank you to the user and Kitaro for the goodbye gift.

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