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Chapter 221 I don't believe it! He is definitely bragging! (Subscribe)

In the main control room.

Sun Cheng, Director of the Statistics Office of the National Weapons Research Institute, is 1.8 meters tall, wearing a well-cut dark suit with a white shirt underneath. He has his hands behind his back, broad shoulders and a straight back. He has short hair, looks capable and energetic, with a few strands of white hair slightly visible on his forehead.

This is not due to age, but is caused by long-term mental work.

At this moment, he was staring intently at the electronic screen in front of him, staring at the gun in Shen Qianqian's hand.

He looked at a perfect work of art.

"Yes, I'll go right away."

On the side, Zhao Xiaoli received the order and executed it immediately.

Sun Cheng nodded slightly, a hint of joy quietly emerged on his face, and he thought to himself: "This criminal police's design is currently the most eye-catching weapon, no, it should be the most perfect weapon in this competition!"

As the director of the 'Statistics Office', he is not an absolute authority, but after years of focusing on data and information on various types of weapons, he can definitely be called an all-rounder among weapons experts.

He can give precise data on each weapon in a short time.

——Know them all like the back of your hand.

This time, when he saw Shen Qianqian's "amazing work", he immediately gave it a high evaluation. This gun was not in Kyoto, otherwise he would have brought people to visit Shen Qianqian overnight and asked her to explain in detail the design process and detailed data of the gun.

In addition, firearms experts in the research institute should be called in to conduct data evaluation and technical appraisal overnight.

If all are passed, the production department of the Weapon Research Institute will carry out 100% meticulous production tomorrow to ensure that this gun is truly flawless!
'Bang, bang, bang.'

Sun Cheng stretched out his thumb and finger, and couldn't help but make a "gun" gesture, his hands itching to try out a few shots.

call--

He took a deep breath and calmed himself down.

At this time, Zhao Xiaoli had returned to the live broadcast room. Her face looked the same as before, with a faint smile on her face. She nodded slightly to the host Zhou Nan.

Zhou Nan immediately understood and continued talking to Shen Qianqian: "Comrade Shen Qianqian, your introduction time has come. This gun is designed very perfectly. The jury is reviewing and scoring your entry. The results will be announced after the preliminary round. Please pay attention."

"Okay." Shen Qianqian nodded in response.

Then, end the connection.

Zhao Xiaoli took over the conversation with a smile on her face: "Dear viewers in the live broadcast room, in order to thank you for your strong support for this weapon design competition, we will randomly draw 100 lucky viewers in each live broadcast room and give away commemorative models of the 'J-10'."

This is the interactive session between the venues.

——Send benefits to military fans.

Military fans in the live broadcast room were still reminiscing about the gun designed by Shen Qianqian.

[I dare to guess that the policeman just now should be the first place winner of this design competition! ]

[I watched several live broadcasts of the competitions in turn. To be honest, her design was the most amazing! ]

[Highlight a specialty! It should be the level of a firearms expert! ]

[This little girl has a bright future! ]

[Did she really design this alone? ]

[If she designed it alone, it would be horrible! ]

【Genius, absolutely a genius! 】

【…】

In Anling Police Station.

Shen Qianqian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but she was still very nervous. She had not expected that there would be so many people watching the live broadcast, as high as 100,000.

This is equivalent to her demonstrating the weapons she designed in front of 100,000 people.

My heart was pounding with nervousness.

Fortunately, with Lin Chuan's participation, all aspects of this 'modular new rifle' have been optimized, so she has some confidence.

"Great, Qianqian!"

Xia Qingqing smiled and sincerely congratulated her good friend.

Tonight, Shen Qianqian represented the Anling Police Station in the competition. Many of her colleagues were watching from the sidelines, watching the live broadcast and looking at Shen Qianqian at the same time.

They saw the comments in the live broadcast room!
"Let me see this gun."

Hu Daqiang, the captain of the criminal police team, was not too arrogant. He came over and looked at the model gun in front of Shen Qianqian with burning eyes.

Shen Qianqian handed over the model gun generously.

Hu Daqiang took it carefully.

Then, he looked at it carefully, gently touching the gun body, barrel, buttstock and other parts as if it were his white moonlight, and couldn't let it go, uttering exclamations of admiration.

aside.

Xia Qingqing smiled and said, "Qianqian, your gun has received high praise!"

"You know, I'm not the real designer of this gun." Shen Qianqian said modestly, not taking all the credit for herself.

The real designer of this gun should be Lin Chuan.

She proposed the design concept, and Lin Chuan helped her realize the entire process of the gun from conception to implementation.

"What do you say about him?"

Xia Qingqing made a small joke, "After the interactive session, it will be his turn to demonstrate his weapons. Maybe you will make it to the finals and take first place, while he won't even make it to the finals!"

"Then I'll have to laugh at him severely!"

If this is true, Shen Qianqian will not miss this good opportunity to "add insult to injury".

But she had seen the design of the rocket launcher.

——Super awesome.

The chance is a bit slim.

"Take me with you when the time comes, I'll join in the fun." Xia Qingqing smiled gently, but it seemed that this guy had never failed before.

If you fail this time, make fun of them first and then comfort them.

"Qianqian, how did you design this gun?" Hu Daqiang next to him looked at the gun model with curiosity.

Shen Qianqian was about to explain.

suddenly.

Ring ring ring——

On the desk, her cell phone rang.

Caller ID: Unknown.

"Who's calling me at this time?" Shen Qianqian muttered, then picked up the phone and answered it.

"Hello, Qianqian. I'm Zhao Xiaoli."

A familiar voice came from the phone.

"Comrade Zhao Xiaoli, hello, hello."

Shen Qianqian quickly responded, this is a staff member from the Weapons Research Institute.

She called personally. Was it about the weapons?
"Qianqian, just call me Xiaoli."

Zhao Xiaoli's voice was gentle, and her tone was calm and brisk. "The 'modular new rifle' you designed is very eye-catching, so we would like to communicate with you about the detailed information and data of this gun. Is it convenient for you now?"

"convenient."

Shen Qianqian's gun was recognized, and her face suddenly brightened with joy.

"Qianqian, thank you very much for your cooperation."

Zhao Xiaoli was very polite and asked, "Did you draw a blueprint when you designed this gun?"

"Have."

Qianqian explained: "But because it is a gun model, it is relatively simple and many parts are not perfect. If you need it, I can pass it to you now."

“Okay, I’ll add your contact information right away.”

"Row."

"Qianqian, the higher-ups attach great importance to this gun. We hope you can keep the design, data and other information of this gun confidential. In two days, we will arrange for a special staff to go to Anling City to meet with you."

Zhao Xiaoli's tone was somewhat serious.

Shen Qianqian nodded: "I understand."

"thanks for your cooperation!"

Zhao Xiaoli said earnestly.

Afterwards, the two ended the call, and Shen Qianqian immediately agreed to Zhao Xiaoli's friend request and sent her the drawings and other information.

In the live broadcast room.

The host Zhou Nan was also interacting with the audience in the live broadcast room, drawing lucky viewers and giving away commemorative models.

In the control room.

Zhao Xiaoli put down the phone and waited for Shen Qianqian's message.

Ding dong.

The message is coming.

"Director, Comrade Shen Qianqian has sent the drawings over." Zhao Xiaoli raised her head and looked at Sun Cheng, Director of the Statistics Office, with an inquiring look.

"Quick, project it onto the big screen and take a look at this blueprint right away!"

Sun Cheng spoke very quickly. Zhao Xiaoli could tell that her boss attached great importance to the weapon designed by Shen Qianqian!

Not a moment later.

A 2D model drawing of a rifle appeared on the large electronic screen.

It details the various values ​​of the gun, each gun component, and explains the important components and novel designs.

"The upper and lower shells, hand guards, and grips are all made of aluminum alloy, while the magazine and fast charger are made of plastic. Good, very good! As expected, the design is very professional!"

Sun Cheng admired from the bottom of his heart.

He admired every detail of the "modular new rifle" one by one and praised it highly.

Subsequently.

Sun Cheng took out his cell phone from his pocket, found a number in the address book, pressed the 'dial button', and cleared his throat with two coughs.

beep-

The call was connected.

"Lao Ming, have you made any progress on the 'firearm modularization' that you're researching?" Sun Chengxin said cheerfully, with a casual chat in his tone.

On the other end of the phone.

The person who was replaced by 'Lao Ming' replied: "Of course there is progress. I can tell you that within three years, I will be able to lead the team to develop a 'modular gun' that can be put into use. That will definitely be a milestone in the history of guns!"

"Not more than three years, isn't that a bit too long?"

Sun Cheng smiled lightly and teased.

"I'll give you five years. If you can do it, then do it." Lao Ming must be a good friend of Sun Cheng, and he immediately retorted.

"Hahaha!"

Sun Cheng laughed unscrupulously, the sound almost penetrated the floor of the control room and floated in the night sky.

"why are you laughing?"

Lao Ming felt that the laughter was a bit harsh, and he always felt that there was some mockery in it.

"It won't take five years. I can show my results now!" Sun Cheng said proudly.

"What are you bragging about?"

Lao Ming complained mercilessly.

"It only takes half an hour to get from your place to my place, right? After half an hour, you will see a new world." Sun Cheng said with a smile.

"Who are you fooling?" Lao Ming didn't seem to believe it.

"If you don't come, you will regret it for the rest of your life." Sun Cheng said, then pressed the 'hang up button'.

This statement is not quite in line with his status, but it works.

His good friend, Lao Ming, was so tempted by him that he had to put down what he was doing and go to the "Statistics Office".

In the control room.

Sun Chengze hummed a little tune, put his hands behind his back, and paced leisurely in the room.

The appearance of this weapon alone is already the best in this year's 'National Weapon Innovation Design Competition'.

No, it is something beyond the event.

It should be as Lao Ming said, it is a "milestone in the history of guns"!
This competition is really worth it!

"Let's take a look at the live broadcast room that Xiaoli is in charge of." Sun Cheng instructed the staff to enlarge Zhao Xiaoli's live broadcast room.

Zhao Xiaoli and Zhou Nan immediately appeared on the electronic screen.

In the live broadcast room.

Zhou Nan smiled and said, "Okay, these are our 80 lucky viewers. Congratulations. Next, we will continue the online connection and invite contestant No. ."

The live broadcast room was immediately divided into two screens, left and right.

On the right screen, a handsome young man of about twenty-four or twenty-five appeared. He was wearing a simple white T-shirt, with neat and clean short hair. He had a faint smile on his face, but his brows had a calmness that was inconsistent with his age.

At first glance, he looks like a man with a story.

If you look carefully, you will find that you are dazzled.

——At such a young age, his story is nothing more than 'painful youth' and 'unrequited love'.

[The little girl just now turned this game into a high-level game. Now the contestants behind are very embarrassed! ]

[Oh, who said it wasn't true? That gun is all I can think about now!]

[I can't even look at other weapons! ]

[This handsome boy must be outshined by the little girl just now! ]

【…】

There were many comments floating across the live broadcast room.

Lin Chuan introduced himself politely: "Hello, host and judges. I am contestant No. 80, Lin Chuan."

"Hello, Comrade Lin Chuan."

Zhou Nan and Zhao Xiaoli also nodded in a friendly manner.

Compared to Zhou Nan, there was a little more interest in Zhao Xiaoli's eyes. The person she was connecting with now was the online writer.

"Comrade Lin Chuan, according to the registration information, you are from Anling City, Hanjiang Province, just like the previous contestant. However, you are a...online writer?" Zhou Nan was both talking to Lin Chuan and introducing relevant information about Lin Chuan.

[Online writers are also participating in the competition. It turns out that there are talented people in every industry! ]

[It is said that online writers have very creative ideas. Are they going to come up with something like 'two-dimensional foil', 'space-based weapons' or 'photolithography machine' this time? ]

[Are online writers so awesome? ]

[The brother upstairs, he is playing a role in reverse! ]

[I don’t read online articles much, why do I say that? ]

[Then you have to take a look at the bamboo giant in the online article, and the 'hand-rubbing photolithography machine' are all basic operations. ]

[Hiss! That’s really exaggerated! ]

[I think this handsome guy is quite calm, and this is a serious competition, so the weapons should be designed seriously. ]

[It’s hard to say, have you forgotten the cruiser No. 78? ]

【…】

In the control room.

Sun Cheng laughed heartily and said, "There are also online writers participating in the competition. Military fans really cover all walks of life! Let's see what good ideas this guy has."

Facing Zhou Nan's small question, Lin Chuan nodded gently: "Yes, I am an online writer and I am also interested in weapons."

"Have you ever written a novel about weapons development?"

In order to liven up the atmosphere in the live broadcast room, Zhou Nanduo asked another question.

After all, many viewers are still reminiscing about that gun.

Lin Chuan smiled lightly: "The novel I am about to publish is related to weapons."

Zhou Nan and Zhao Xiaoli looked at each other and understood each other tacitly.

Zhao Xiaoli seemed to understand Lin Chuan's purpose of participating in the "Weapon Innovation Design Competition" this time.

——Marketing for new books.

Some of the audience in the live broadcast room also thought so.

[The case has been solved, he might want to get some traffic! ]

[It’s not easy to be an online writer. You may not be able to make money just by writing a good book. You have to do marketing yourself.]

[If he has the ability, I don't mind using the traffic, but it depends on whether he has the ability! ]

【That’s the truth.】

【…】

"Comrade Lin Chuan, please introduce your weapons."

Zhao Xiaoli kept smiling and signaled Lin Chuan to start demonstrating the weapon he designed.

Lin Chuan had naturally anticipated the reactions of the host and the audience, and was well prepared. He maintained his usual state of mind and kept his own pace:
"Okay, the weapon I designed is a 'long-range box rocket launcher', which uses rocket engines to propel the shells and combines them with precision guidance technology to achieve long-range precision strikes. Currently, it can achieve precision strikes within a range of 600 kilometers."

As soon as these words came out.

The muscles on Zhou Nan's face twitched.

In the control room, Sun Cheng laughed out loud with a smile on his face. It was certainly not a smile of relief, but a smile of ease and relief.

As for the audience in the live broadcast room, they were going wild!

[Too powerful, 600-kilometer precision strike! ]

[I don't believe it! He is definitely bragging! ]

[If this is true, I will eat the keyboard directly, live broadcast! ]

[For the sake of the country's military development, the brother above is also working hard! I admire you! ]

[If you say 60 kilometers, I really believe it! ]

[But 600 kilometers, no country can do it now, right? ]

[You think so. He didn't ask to rub the lithography machine by hand. Isn't he much more realistic than many online writers? 】

(End of this chapter)