I don't know about the midnight flight.

Just when he was working hard to "wash away the shame", the mood of the "big guys" who had given him the shame at this moment was not much calmer than him.

The magical inspiration, like the spring breeze, blew throughout the entire Tianyuan territory overnight.

Longteng Village, Madman Weapons Factory.

"Damn it, you are such a fucking genius!"

"Look, let me tell you, this will definitely work."

"But are you sure that even if this thing is not done according to the regulations, it can still pass the review of the Tianyuan Army and be purchased by them?"

"What are you afraid of? If they don't purchase it, when the plane comes, it will be a great opportunity for me to make use of it!"

The Doomsday Madman and the Spicy Hammer squatted in front of a gun mount that looked quite sci-fi, discussing in surprise.

This 55mm anti-aircraft gun, named Ye Ming-1, looks exactly like the guy from the Allied camp in a certain Red Alert game.

The base of the five-pointed star can be firmly attached to the ground, fixing the entire fort without shifting.

The electric bomb loading device only needs to gently lift the shell to the bullet entrance below.

Upward, there is a thick barrel, with an auxiliary frame beside it to help support and ensure accuracy.

If the territory's development in electronic equipment had not been too slow, the doomsday madmen would have wanted to make this cannon fully electronically controlled.

Now, the aiming and firing of this gun are manual.

Nature brings an inevitable problem.

Which "genius" can use this anti-aircraft gun to shoot down a plane from a distance of several hundred meters?

"Midnight Plane", the only life-long tester in the weapons factory, has not been able to test new weapons with him for a long time because of the tight workload at the tank factory recently.

The doomsday madman found the guy with the nuclear rifle and wanted him to test it.

But when the latter heard this, he quickly used the excuse that he had recently suffered from a "terminal illness" and needed to go to the hospital for treatment quickly.

Before he could complain about the poor excuse, the other party disappeared without a trace.

There was no other way, so the doomsday madman had no choice but to put up a reward and invite people to come to the weapons factory to test this new weapon.

However, when I heard that an anti-aircraft gun was used to shoot down a vehicle several hundred meters high,

Ahem.

"It's best not to let me catch the chance. Next time I will let all of them see the power of the Yeming anti-aircraft cannon!"

The doomsday madman turned slightly red and coughed dryly.

"If nothing happens, forget it, just ask for your blessings."

Spicy Iron Hammer clicked his tongue twice, and finally stopped wanting to complain.

I have to say that Brother Kuangren is indeed an out-and-out "genius".

Not in a derogatory sense, but as a special genius in another dimension.

Because the Ye Ming anti-aircraft gun cannot hit the enemy, it can be described as waste to a certain extent.

Therefore, you can either choose to increase the killing accuracy or choose the killing range, but there is no other way.

Among these two choices, Brother Madman decisively chose the latter when he woke up.

And the method he took was also very simple.

The main ingredient used to cause damage in the artillery shell has been changed!

Now, in addition to the necessary push explosives, the artillery shells contain a specially developed fluorescent liquid.

It only needs to be exploded at high altitude, and this thing will explode and cover a surrounding area of ​​at least one hundred meters.

If it sticks to it, unless you use a special cleaning agent, you can only use the most primitive method of slowly digging with a scraper.

Strangely enough, the "Ye Ming" in the name of this cannon is indeed consistent with its true function.

But if it wants to play a real role on the battlefield, the success rate is still unknown.

"Don't worry, lend me some more, and I'll pay you back as soon as I develop a hit product!"

The doomsday madman stood up and confidently patted the big guy next to him.

However, before he could finish speaking, Spicy Iron Hammer interrupted him, shaking his head like a rattle.

"Go away, you already borrowed four thousand coppers from me. Didn't the lord own your factory as a shareholder? Go and apply with the territory?!"

After several shareholding mergers, 60% of the current steel plant shares have been replaced by Sumo with new technologies.

Of the remaining 40% of the shares, 10% belongs to Hope Village and the other 10% is given to Longteng Village to facilitate the acquisition of high-quality and low-cost raw materials.

After this calculation, only 20% of the people actually got into the hands of Spicy Iron Hammer.

For this 20%, he also has to be responsible for the expenses of the more than 90 people in the current factory, as well as the updating of equipment and production losses.

"No, if the lord knows that I am tinkering with these things every day, he will definitely skin me."

"Please, please lend me some more for the last time. I have a feeling that the Ye Ming Type 1 anti-aircraft gun will definitely become popular."

Look at the confident look of the doomsday madman.

Spicy Iron Hammer was about to speak but stopped.

No matter how he looked at it, he didn't think that this thing could be used by everyone and become a hit.

Would anyone carry a bulky, heavy anti-aircraft gun home?

No, you don’t even have room to put this thing after you buy it, right?

However, when I think about the 3,000 coppers I have paid, what if the weapons factory of this doomsday madman goes bankrupt.

Even if it is a waste of time, even if the subsequent director of the weapons factory acknowledges the previous debt, it will probably take a long time to repay it.

"Okay, one last time, I'll lend you another thousand!"

"two thousand!"

"No, at least 1,500. The production cost of this Ye Ming anti-aircraft gun is 300."

"Fuck, who fool would be willing to buy this? Forget it, one thousand and five, just one thousand and five!"

Triumph Hospital.

Tian Dadong, wearing a white hospital gown, sat on the hospital bed, flipping through the magazine in his hand out of boredom.

I heard that this territory was acquired from the aborigines nearby, and it records the glory of Blue Star three hundred years ago.

In order to prevent everyone infected with the Hell Flower Virus from panicking, Dean Yan specially applied for a copy to be distributed to everyone.

But unfortunately, the book he was given was just tidbits, filled with gossip about celebrities.

What a skinny traffic boy is actually a senior agent who has been trained for two and a half years, hiding in his crotch a hidden secret that he wants to steal intelligence.

The fringe female celebrity who calls for a ban on weapons is actually an arms dealer in the Middle East, selling large amounts of arms to support the war behind her back.

Good guy, you’re going to be ridiculous as soon as you hear it!

Tian Dadong simply couldn't use these gossips to construct his understanding of the Blue Star team.

On the other hand, the old Liu next to him, who had reached the end of his life and was almost dying, was imitating the movements in the book vigorously, making hey hey hey sounds from his mouth.

"I said, Lao Liu, are you sure you won't take a break? You are a patient!"

Tian Dadong couldn't help but complain.

"Young man, life lies in movement. As long as I can move, I will never rest."

"If you don't exercise well now, you won't tell lies when you get out of the hospital. No one will want you when you go to the territory to find a job!"

Lao Liu was practicing on his own without any intention of stopping.

The people who were practicing with him also kept talking, and they all agreed with Lao Liu's idea.

"Yes, yes, what are you doing free? During this time, we must quickly return to normal levels."

"It's amazing to say that Dean Yan gave me an injection last night and I felt much better immediately!"

"No, I heard that Dean Yan is a national treasure. We are all lucky people."

"Just Lao Liu, the one who was brought here was about to die, but Dean Yan pulled him back from the gate of life and death."

"So, we should exercise even more!"

Performing a difficult movement, Lao Liu even felt like he was back in his youth.

Of course, I don't blame him for feeling this way.

Anyone who has experienced a trip through the gate of life and death will have a similar wonderful feeling.

It is as if the whole person has been reborn, both physically and mentally, there will be miraculous reverse growth.

"But...you are practicing based on comic books?!"

When it comes to learning Blue Star language, some people are slow and some are fast.
To be continued...