Let you make a pistol, what the hell is this mecha?

As for how this electromagnetic pulse coil technology came about, the system has given a very clear answer.

[This theoretical knowledge will be automatically provided by this system, please study hard to host, strive to master this technology as soon as possible, and contribute to the peace of the universe! 】

Only now did Ye Bai breathe a sigh of relief.

Why don't you just study?

Learning makes me happy!

With such thoughts in mind, Ye Bai plunged headlong into the ocean of knowledge.

It wasn't until a pang of hunger hit that Ye Bai rubbed his temples and broke free from the abyss of knowledge.

He doesn't think about anything now, his brain has lost too much energy, and he has already missed lunch, so he must never miss dinner again.

Next stop, cafeteria, dry rice!

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5. Cute four-person team, design a fixed picture! 【fifth change】

As a military industrial unit, the food in the cafeteria is naturally excellent.

Ye Bai scooped out a few spoonfuls of white rice, and served it with braised pork and his favorite braised chicken.

Just when Ye Bai was about to find a place to sit down with the plate in his hand, a voice stopped him.

"Comrade, sit here!"

It was a young man who was about his age, and there were two other similar beings at the same table.

Not knowing why, Ye Bai sat down.

Just listen to the humane: "My name is Hua Lu, I'm from the Northwest Military University, and I just came to 749 to report today, and the people next to me are similar."

Only then did Ye Bai understand why the other party called him. It turned out that everyone was Xiao Mengxin who had just joined the group.

Counting Ye Bai, there are four people in total.

Besides Hua Lu, the one who looks shy with glasses is Han Ziyan, who graduated from Jiangnan Military University.

The other was Wang Junze, who was nearly two meters tall and didn't look like a technical officer. Like Hua Lu, he also graduated from the Northwest Military University.

Because Ye Bai was obsessed with the ocean of knowledge and missed the meeting at noon, Hua Lu went to the HR department to ask for Ye Bai's photo, which allowed him to find Ye Bai in no time.

The extroverted and cheerful Hua Lu said: "Let's create an internal group first."

"I've already found out that there are only four of us in this class under General Master Yang. From now on, we will be comrades in the same trench!"

Guided by Hua Lu, the four chatted while eating, and soon became familiar with each other.

When the dinner was almost over, Hua Lu lowered his voice and said, "Did you also give up the project materials after the report?"

Ye Bai, Han Ziyan and Wang Junze nodded at the same time.

Hua Lu probed again in a low voice: "SQ?"

Several people looked at each other immediately, and nodded together again.

"Sure enough, we took over the same project, but we have to complete it independently." Hua Lu said.

"It's not surprising. Is it possible to set up a special project team for a pistol project?" Wang Junze said with a smile.

"Indeed, if you need several people to get a pistol, it would be too contemptuous of those of us who graduated from the military university!"

Hua Lu agreed with what Wang Junze said.

"However——" Hua Lu smiled and said, "As comrades in the same trench, you can compete with each other, but you must also help each other. Remember to communicate more in the internal group, and report the progress if you have nothing to do. It will help you grow Well!"

This point was not objected by Ye Bai and the others.

Although there is a certain competitive relationship between each other, it is also a healthy competition, which is also the norm among troops.

After finishing dinner, Ye Bai continued to swim in the ocean of knowledge.

Day by day passed.

Ye Bai also gradually got used to Hospital 749, a serious but fun place.

Reference room, library, dormitory, laboratory, Ye Bai is living a monotonous four-point-one-line life.

Although there are various entertainment activities in the 749 courtyard, such as basketball games, etc., Ye Bai, who is addicted to the ocean of knowledge, has no time and leisure to participate.

Master Yang asked to hand over the finished product after one month.

If it is just to design a more advanced pistol, then this time is more than enough.

But Ye Bai has already locked his target on the miniature non-nuclear electromagnetic pulse pistol, so he must seize every minute and every second.

So among the four buddies, Ye Bai is undoubtedly the busiest and most diligent one.

More than half a month passed quickly.

Hua Lu said in the internal group: "After half a month of dawdling, the blueprint has been finalized and will be produced next, but before that, I still have to show it to Master Yang. go?"

Wang Junze: "I've also decided on a plan, let's go together!"

Han Ziyan: "+1."

Ye Bai looked at the blueprint in front of him, and after a moment of contemplation, he spoke in the group: "Although I haven't finalized the drawing yet, the key parts have been completed, let's join together!"

I just don't know what expression Master Yang will have when he sees his design blueprint of a miniature non-nuclear electromagnetic pulse pistol?

anger?Shock?Relieved?

Ye Bai imagined all kinds of possibilities, and was even mentally prepared for Chief Master Yang to be furious and scold him for being unrealistic.

But unexpectedly, when Ye Bai and his party took the blueprints to find Chief Master Yang who was busy, Chief Master Yang didn't even look at the blueprints, but simply said a few words:

"What's so interesting? It's just a slightly improved pistol. If you can't even do this well, don't blame me for contacting your alma mater to send you back!"

"I still say the same thing, see you at the shooting range when the time comes!"

Quite simply and neatly.

The four little Mengxins shivered for a while under the pressure of the big boss, and soon they went back to their respective homes and went about their business.