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Chapter 219 This weapon value is too exaggerated! (Subscribe)
The preliminary round of the 'National Weapons Innovation Design Competition' will be held on September 9th.

During this time.

Lin Chuan has been busy with the rocket launcher.

At the same time, he also helped Shen Qianqian optimize her "modular new rifle", making it more professional and practical than before.

"Comrade Lin Chuan, you said you are an expert in firearms research. I believe you now."

After the new rifle model was made.

Shen Qianqian looked at the rifle with admiration in her eyes, and her fair hands couldn't help but stroke it gently, as if it were a work of art.

——Artwork in war.

"You can also say that as a firearms research expert." In the steel factory, Lin Chuan said with a faint smile.

Shen Qianqian held "this rifle model" in her arms, reluctant to let it go, and walked out of the steel plant with Lin Chuan and got into the car.

In the car.

Shen Qianqian looked at Lin Chuan and asked with interest: "Lin Chuan, do you think my 'rifle' can win a prize?"

Lin Chuan sat in the passenger seat and fastened his seat belt: "I think I can get second place."

"second?"

Shen Qianqian was delighted after hearing this and asked, "Why not first place?"

"Because my cannon is very powerful, you have seen it!"

Lin Chuan answered seriously.

"Your cannon is very powerful?"

Shen Qianqian's brows tightened, thinking it sounded weird. "Good for you, Lin Chuan, you can actually drive! I have to tell Xinxin!"

"I don't have a driver's license, I can't drive!"

Lin Chuan wondered.

"You were driving just now!" Shen Qianqian said with a groan.

"I was walking just now, and you were walking with me." Lin Chuan said seriously.

Shen Qianqian was so angry that she laughed: "Okay, I was wrong. Your cannon, ah, your long-range box rocket launcher, is really powerful!"

"Thank you for the compliment, Officer Shen. I'm sure I'll take first place this time." Lin Chuan laughed.

When Shen Qianqian thought of the rocket launcher designed by Lin Chuan, she became confused again: "Tell me honestly, are you really the author of the online article?"

"You've asked this question many times."

Lin Chuan complained.

Shen Qianqian pursed her lips, a little embarrassed: "You always come up with something unexpected. I feel uneasy if I don't ask me."

"What's there to worry about? We know everything about it." Lin Chuan said casually.

"Who knows you so well?"

When Shen Qianqian heard this, she spat unhappily, but her pretty face turned red, "You're driving again!"

"Defamation! I'm suing you for defamation!"

Lin Chuan immediately retorted, "I was sitting in the passenger seat, and now you are holding the steering wheel, it's clearly you who is driving!"

Shen Qianqian laughed out of anger, with a bit of madness on her face: "I'm not talking about this driving, who is driving?"

"What this and that, I really don't understand!" Lin Chuan grinned.

"I really want to tell Xinxin about this!"

Shen Qianqian snorted.

"Officer Shen, it's obviously you who have the wrong idea. This has nothing to do with me!" Lin Chuan said innocently.

Shen Qianqian breathed heavily.

Her chest heaved and her heart was in turmoil!
It was clearly him who was driving, but he said he was sitting in the passenger seat and it was me who was driving!
So angry!
"Or, let's take a taxi back, so we don't have to worry about who drives." Lin Chuan suggested.

Shen Qianqian glared at Lin Chuan unhappily and snorted, "No need, I'll drive!"

The roar of cars sounded outside the steel plant.

Shen Qianqian stepped on the accelerator.

The car sped away.

Now, both of them have made weapon models and are just waiting for the preliminary round to begin.

"By the way, you haven't been writing novels for a while?" Shen Qianqian asked after she calmed down.

This female driver has excellent driving skills.

Lin Chuan leaned leisurely on the passenger seat, tilted his head to the window, and looked at the scenery passing by: "Write it, and publish it after you make it to the finals."

"What does writing a novel have to do with making the finals?"

Shen Qianqian replied in confusion. Suddenly, she was startled. "Your new book is about weapons?"

Lin Chuan turned around, glanced at Shen Qianqian's profile, and said with a smile, "That's right."

He has his plans.

The new book "Arms tycoon" contains a lot of descriptions and ideas about weapons and equipment. If it is published now, and readers submit the weapon ideas in their own books to participate in the competition, wouldn't that be plagiarism in vain?

The feeling of being taken advantage of for free is really unpleasant!
Lin Chuan planned to wait until he entered the finals before publishing the book, and use the popularity of the finals of the "National Weapons Innovation Design Competition" to market his new book "Arms Tycoon".

So, the assessment task + popularity value (average subscription) requirements were completed together!

Well, that’s a nice thought.

"You, in order to write novels, really dare to do anything!" Shen Qianqian pursed her lips and said from the bottom of her heart.

"Just to make a living." Lin Chuan said with a smile.

……

Kyoto, National Weapons Research Institute.

Office of Statistics.

The 'National Weapons Innovation and Design Competition' aims to arm the entire population.

Since this is the first competition, the organizers pay special attention to the composition of the contestants and the creativity of their weapons.

The more participants there are, the better the effect of "national armament" will be.

"Xiao Zhao, have you finished the statistics for Hanjiang Province that you are responsible for?" The director of the Statistics Office came to the office.

The registration period has ended, and the statistics office is busy compiling the data. "The statistics have just come out!"

The girl called 'Xiao Zhao' responded immediately.

Her name is Zhao Xiaoli. She graduated from Kyoto University of Science and Technology and is currently a doctoral student. Her main research area is "weapon launch systems". When she first joined the company, she was assigned to the Statistics Office.

"Thank you for your hard work. Send it to me immediately." The director ordered.

"Ok."

Zhao Xiaoli nodded quickly, tapping her slender fingers on the keyboard, and then immediately uploaded the data to the director of the Statistics Office.

The director continued, "Please take a little more effort to retrieve the registration data for the categories of 'rocket launchers', 'guns', 'tanks', 'combat aircraft' and 'combat ships' from the data of each province."

"it is good."

Zhao Xiaoli immediately started working on data retrieval.

However, it was not difficult to retrieve the data. After only half an hour, she completed the retrieval work, classified the data, and sent it to the director of the Statistics Office.

"Finally I'm done."

Zhao Xiaoli stretched and made a yawning sound.

Now, it is already September.

At five o'clock in the afternoon in Kyoto, the sun was shining obliquely, and the light golden light filtered through the half-closed curtains into the office, reflecting a golden area.

Just after get off work, a few statisticians were sorting documents and chatting about interesting things.

"Just now, the director specifically asked us to call out some of these weapon types, such as 'rocket launchers' and 'guns'. What is this for?"

One of the statisticians wondered.

"Isn't this simple?"

An experienced middle-aged woman smiled and said, "To put it bluntly, these weapons are the focus of attention. To put it in a closed-door manner, for example, the foreign 'HIMARS' model has surpassed us in rocket launchers, and we are also gearing up for it."

Everyone nodded.

The middle-aged woman smiled again and said, "This weapons design competition not only has a variety of weapon types, but the identities of the contestants are also unexpected."

"Yes!"

One of the statisticians agreed, "I found one here. He's the owner of a night snack stall. The registration information says the type of weapon he designed is an 'unmanned bomber.'"

"Among the contestants I'm counting here, there's one that's unexpected."

"Come and tell me."

"He is a rancher in Inner Mongolia. In his self-introduction, he said he had never been out of Inner Mongolia, but the weapon he signed up to design is a 'cruiser'!"

“This is really amazing!”

"It seems that there are really a lot of military fans!"

"..."

Zhao Xiaoli also laughed and joined in: "I am responsible for the data statistics for Hanjiang Province. There is an online writer participating in the competition."

Several people in the office also became interested when they heard the identity of "online writer".

"This time, there are night snack vendors, Inner Mongolia ranchers, university, middle school and elementary school students, as well as online writers. Almost all walks of life are represented!"

"An online writer is also participating in the competition. He must be a die-hard military fan!"

"I heard that online writers have very creative ideas. I'm a little curious, what kind of weapon did he design?"

Zhao Xiaoli had a deep impression of Lin Chuan.

When she was counting the rocket launchers just now, she took another look: "He designed a long-range box-type rocket launcher."

Everyone started chatting at once.

"This rocket launcher is quite powerful!"

"Our current main attack direction is also the long-range box rocket launcher."

"As expected, he is an online writer with a lot of imagination."

"..."

Zhao Xiaoli pulled up Lin Chuan's registration information and nodded: "He does have a lot of ideas. In the brief introduction of the weapon, he mentioned that it can achieve precise strikes within a range of 600 kilometers."

"600 kilometers?"

Several statisticians in the office were stunned.

They are staff members of the 'National Weapons Research Institute - Data Statistics Office' and are very familiar with the numerical values ​​of various types of weapons.

Rocket launcher, 600 kilometers... a bit exaggerated!
You should know that the high-mobility M142 self-propelled rocket launcher, also known as the HIMARS rocket launcher, developed by the US 'Lockheed Martin Corporation' has a maximum range of 300 kilometers.

An online writer wanted to design a "long-range box-type rocket launcher", but he actually extended its range to 600 kilometers.

This gave the staff of the Statistics Office a surprise.

"600 kilometers, this number is quite exaggerated!"

"I have to pay special attention to this online writer!"

"To be honest, I have no ill intentions. I am really looking forward to seeing how he made that long-range box rocket launcher that can achieve a precise strike of 600 kilometers!"

“I’m looking forward to it too!”

"We will soon enter the preliminary round, Xiaoli, when it's the turn of the online writer to present, remember to notify us!"

Zhao Xiaoli smiled and said, "You all want to watch the fun, I'll let you know when the time comes."

A special task force has been set up in the National Weapons Research Institute.

——Specially responsible for all matters related to the 'National Weapons Innovation and Design Competition'.

Zhao Xiaoli is one of them.

She is responsible for the information statistics of the participants in the Hanjiang Province area, as well as the evaluation and reporting of weapon data for the preliminary and final rounds.

It can be said that she will be the first person to know whether Lin Chuan's "long-range box rocket launcher" can achieve a 600-kilometer precision strike.

but.

Her major is "weapon launch engineering", and she is 600% skeptical about Lin Chuan's "-kilometer precision strike".

This strike range is far ahead of the rest of the world in the field of rocket artillery!

A bit unrealistic!

"600 kilometers, if it can be launched it will be considered a success." Zhao Xiaoli smiled and muttered to himself.

(End of this chapter)