The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 466: All the people in the Investigation Bureau are mine. I support them.

Chen Zhengwei was currently on a farm outside of San Francisco.

In front of him was a machine gun mounted on a two-wheeled cart.

Several designers from the weapons factory enthusiastically introduced it to Chen Zhengwei.

"Mr. Chen, this is the finished product... Since it is so heavy, it can be placed on a cart and pushed around, and fired right away."

"You can also disassemble this gun and use it on the battlefield. You just need to use a fixed bracket!"

"I know how to use these things better than you! Please introduce the specific data!" Chen Zhengwei said. This machine gun was what he requested, and he even gave a rough drawing.

How could he not know?
"For this experimental model, in order to achieve the firepower required by Mr. Chen, we designed a new 7.92mm bullet for it, which uses a belt-fed ammunition. The maximum range is 1800 meters..."

"The whole gun weighs 23 kilograms, not counting the bracket, and has a firing rate of 450 rounds per minute. Since the barrel overheats due to excessive firing, we have designed two systems for it: water cooling and air cooling... At present, water cooling has the best effect, while the heat sink design is more practical on the battlefield..."

"This thing that appears on the battlefield is the Battlefield Ripper! It can tear apart everything in front of it and will become everyone's nightmare."

"Show it to me first!" said Chen Zhengwei.

Accompanied by continuous gunfire, bullets were scattered like heavy rain, and the wooden target in the distance was directly torn into pieces.

"Let me try!" Chen Zhengwei became interested when he saw the power of the machine gun. He liked the sound of gunfire.

Another target was erected, and Chen Zhengwei personally operated the gun. The moment he pulled the trigger, he felt the vibration coming from the gun, with a sense of violence.

And the target was torn to pieces by countless bullets.

"This thing is still the coolest!" Chen Zhengwei laughed after firing a chain of bullets and releasing the trigger.

In the age of single-shot rifles, this thing had a dominant force on the battlefield.

No one wants to deal with this stuff.

The only problem is that when using a heat sink, continuous shooting of more than 300 rounds is prone to various problems, such as reduced accuracy, cartridge jamming, and even chamber explosion. The overheating of the barrel causes hot air to rise, which can also affect aiming.

The solution is to stop for two minutes to cool down after firing every 50 rounds, or to replace the barrel after firing 300 rounds.

As for pouring water to cool down, it is only an emergency measure.

From the designer's point of view, this is not a problem. 300 rounds of bullets are enough to face all enemies.

However, in Chen Zhengwei's opinion, this is far from enough. You know, in addition to using this machine gun in the army, he also plans to install it on ships.

It can not only be used to deal with small gunboats, but most importantly, it can be used to deal with torpedo boats.

However, due to material limitations, he had no choice but to replace the barrel. Each machine gun had a spare barrel, which could be replaced during combat.

They have mortars and submachine guns, and with this new type of machine gun, they are enough to face any enemy in a battle at a distance of no more than 2000 meters.

"The name of this gun is West Coast 1880!" Chen Zhengwei said the name casually.

Most of the firearms of this era are named after their inventors and weapons companies, but Chen Zhengwei has no intention of engraving his own name on these guns.

It made no sense to him.

"Each of you will receive a bonus of three thousand dollars, and your benefits and salaries will be increased by one level in the future."

Chen Zhengwei said he was quite satisfied.

The research and development of the machine gun, whether it was project establishment, shooting or structural drawings, was all promoted by him, and he was the one who made the greatest contribution.

He then went to the Weapons Design Institute to learn about the research on torpedoes.

Today's torpedoes have appeared in the navies of various countries, and they all use compressed air propulsion systems, which means that compressed air tanks are installed in the torpedoes.

The range is between 200 and 700 meters, and the speed is only 6 to 10 knots, which is not as fast as a ship.

The faster the speed, the shorter the range.

For example, if you want to reach a speed of 10 knots, the range will only be 200 meters.

Therefore, these torpedoes require small torpedo boats to approach and then be launched. Due to their low cost and low threshold, Chile, one of the three countries at war in South America, has this thing.

Moreover, in the Battle of Iquique a few months ago, Chile used torpedoes to destroy the Peruvian ship Juzcar.

This is one of the two most powerful ironclad ships of the Peruvian Navy... Peru bought it from Britain, launched it in 1865, and has a displacement of 1100 tons.

Chen Zhengwei installed machine guns on the ship to guard against this type of torpedo boat.

Moreover, this type of torpedo has a small amount of gunpowder and is filled with black powder, so its power is also limited.

After being hit multiple times, the Huscar was only badly damaged and surrendered, rather than being sunk.

As for the torpedo design drawing that Chen Zhengwei took out, it was at least 20 years more advanced.

It is propelled by a steam engine, with a range of 3000 meters and a speed of 25 knots. It has a larger charge and a more powerful smokeless gunpowder explosion.

To improve accuracy, gyroscopes were even installed on the torpedoes.

Although the torpedo is still under testing, Chen Zhengwei is full of expectations for it.

After the navy is trained, they will definitely go to Cuba. If there is a conflict with the Spanish navy... Chen Zhengwei decided that he must ask them:

"Are you surprised? Are you thrilled? Is it exciting? And...are you happy?"

……

As soon as Chen Zhengwei returned to the club’s office, Wanyun came in with a smile on her little face.

Wanyun's body is particularly soft. Chen Zhengwei always feels that her bones are soft, and this is also reflected in the way she walks, just like a weak willow.

The swaying of the body when walking is quite attractive.

"Master Wei, your telegram!"

Wanyun handed the telegram to Chen Zhengwei, then went behind him and massaged his shoulders.

Chen Zhengwei took the telegram, glanced at it, then smiled and lit a match, letting the flame devour the telegram.

Chen Zhengwei shook his hands and the flaming telegram was thrown into the trash can.

"Get me a bottle of root beer!" Chen Zhengwei laughed.

The Ministry of Justice has decided to absorb the Pinkerton detectives into the Bureau of Investigation... and the people in charge of this are the ones who are working with them!"

So, the result is already obvious.

"From now on, all the people in this newly built FBI will be my people!" Chen Zhengwei said while sipping his soda and raising his eyebrows:
"They still want the Bureau of Investigation to investigate me? They can investigate whoever I want them to investigate!"

“I raised them all!”

The next step is to look at the people in the detective agency to see who is more worthy of training, and then help him get promoted to the position of deputy director.

You know, the deputy director is the one who really does the work.

"Uncle Wei, then you don't have to worry about anything from now on? Master Wei, you don't have to think so much..." Wan Yun hugged Chen Zhengwei's neck from behind and put her face close to Chen Zhengwei's face.

"Don't think about anything... isn't that a dead person?" Chen Zhengwei raised his hand and pinched Wan Yun's face.

"Everyone in this world is running. If you don't run faster, others will run faster than you..."

After finishing speaking, Chen Zhengwei thought about it and suddenly became unhappy.

"What the hell am I making money for? Isn't it just to enjoy life? But now I'm busier than the governor every day... Isn't it a waste of money?" Chen Zhengwei cursed indignantly.

I am definitely not wrong, so it must be the fault of other people and the world!
If the US government didn't cause trouble for me, I wouldn't have to work so hard.

Maybe he's on vacation in Hawaii right now.

……

"I've spent the happiest half month of my life... It's like being in heaven, immersed in happiness every day. I hope this happiness can last forever..."

"Before this, I never realized how happy it is to fall in love with someone! Especially when he is by your side, that kind of happiness has become tangible."

"Then came three long months... During the days when he was not around, I lost my peace, day or night. My thoughts kept drifting between heaven and hell..."

Cicely Dupont wrote quickly on the paper, her thoughts flowing out of her pen like water.

She never thought that she had such a talent in writing.

There was a knock on the door.

"Cicely!"

"Wait a minute!" Cicely shouted without turning her head. Then she suddenly realized the owner of the voice and said in astonishment, "Mom?"

"Do you mind if I come in?" Cicely's mother turned the doorknob and walked in.

"Honey……"

"Ah!" Cicely exclaimed, and then quickly stuffed everything she had written into the drawer, where there was already a thick stack of papers covered with handwriting.

"It looks like you're having a fulfilling college life... Can you show me what you're writing?"

"Of course not!" Cicely pushed the drawer in suddenly, then turned around and looked at her mother and her father outside the door.

"It seems my daughter has some little secrets!" Cicely's mother smiled.

"Why didn't you even say hello..." Cecily complained.

"Your father and I were passing through New York and came to see you!" said Cicely's mother.

Later, the three appeared in a cafe near Visa College.

Cicely Dupont stirred her coffee absentmindedly.

"How's it going?" Eugene duPont and her mother, Emily Pierson duPont, sat across from her.

"Not bad!" Cicely Dupont forced herself to cheer up, but various ideas still popped up in her mind from time to time, all of which she wanted to write down on paper.

"What about you and...that person?" Eugene DuPont asked again.

"Etiquette, father. He has a name, and his name is not a taboo!" Cicely Dupont looked at her father with dissatisfaction.

"Okay! But to be honest, his name is indeed a taboo in many places!" Eugene DuPont shrugged.

"How is things going between you and him? I heard that you were often with him when you were in New York..." Cicely's mother Emily took over the topic.

"It's okay..." Cicely whispered.

"Do you want to marry him?" Emily asked again.

"I want to!" This time Cicely was very direct.

Emily and Eugene Dupont looked at each other, and Emily continued, "I heard that he has a wife...Have you considered it?"

"There will be a way! This is still a long way off for me, and I haven't completed my studies yet..." Cicely said immediately.

"Do you correspond? Were you writing to him just now?"

"No... He is very busy and doesn't like writing letters." Cicely said helplessly. She had written several letters to Chen Zhengwei, but all of them fell into the sea.

"When will you see him again?" asked Eugene Dupont.

"Why do I feel like you are interrogating me?" Cecily looked at the two of them, then said, "Wait two months, until summer vacation."

The spring semester is from mid-January to mid-May, after which she will be on vacation until September.

She was going to San Francisco by that time.

After asking around, Eugene Dupont finally spoke up: "You know, he has a new gunpowder formula in his hands. This formula is very important."

"Your uncle wants to cooperate with him! We must cooperate with him!"

Great uncle is the French term for one's parents' uncle, or granduncle.

The current head of the DuPont family, Henry DuPont, is Eugene DuPont's uncle.

The formula for smokeless gunpowder in Chen Zhengwei's hands is so important that it can destroy the DuPont family, so they must cooperate with Chen Zhengwei.

In fact, Henry DuPont wanted Eugene DuPont to meet Chen Zhengwei.

However, Eugene DuPont was somewhat afraid of Chen Zhengwei.

"I don't want this to affect our relationship...so I don't want to make any promises. I can only ask!" Cicely Dupont said after hesitating.

After all, she enjoyed the wealthy life brought by her family, and she also had to make some contributions to the family.

Just a little bit, not too much.

She would just ask.

"If he likes you, he won't make things difficult for you." Eugene DuPont breathed a sigh of relief.

"If necessary, I can discuss the specific details with him!"

"Okay, let's talk about something else. Dear, I'm very curious about what you wrote. Can you let me take a look? Maybe my daughter will become a writer!" Emily changed the subject and asked with a smile on her face.

"No way!" Cicely Dupont rejected it flatly.

Although she did consider binding her writings into a book... because her roommate snatched some of it and read it, and said that she wrote it very beautifully, and encouraged her to publish it.

But she definitely didn't want her mother to see it...it was too embarrassing.

　My name is Liu Siyu, and I’m a student in Class 37 of the Martial Arts Department of Rongcheng No. 7 Middle School.

　　I actually awakened the system!

　　As long as I spend money to give gifts to a boy named Fang Ran in our class, the system will give me generous rewards?

　　Hahahaha, there is such a good thing?

　　Look how I can easily control this little boy and turn him into a tool for me to get rich!

　　……

　　My name is Fang Ran, and I have traveled to this dangerous martial arts world several years ago.

　　I have no power, no background, and no talent for martial arts, but I finally got the system's golden finger when school started!

　　Huh? What kind of system is this?
　　Bind to a beautiful woman and get a reward by rejecting her gift?

　　Damn, I’m so ordinary, where can I find a beautiful girl who will lick me all the time!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)