Lu Mingxuan, who was trapped in infinite YY, did not realize how difficult it would be for them to let soldiers from the Republic of China fly the B2 stealth bomber.

"Big boss, do you know this thing?" Gou Sheng asked curiously when he saw Lu Mingxuan's excited expression.

"I know, of course I know." Lu Mingxuan said with a smile on his face.

After saying that, he entered the truck. He looked around and finally found Wangcai under the chair.

Seeing so many people watching him here, he was embarrassed to contact Wangcai immediately, so he had to drive the truck into the cottage first.

After returning to his room, he waved everyone away, then picked up Wangcai and said to it, "Wangcai, wake up! I am your master!"

But Wangcai did not react at all, and Lu Mingxuan's face immediately turned dark.

"Wangcai, if you bastard don't wake up, I will throw you into the toilet." Lu Mingxuan threatened without hesitation.

"Who are you? How do you know my name? And your appearance is different from my bad master." At this time, Wangcai finally made some noise. The projection of a cute kitten appeared above the light brain, but its tone was not cute at all.

Wangcai's words made Lu Mingxuan very angry. I didn't expect that I was so kind to you, and you dared to say behind my back that I was a bad master. Is it really unbearable?

"Oh, Wangcai, you are talking about your great master behind your back. I treat you so well. No matter what cartoons you like, I buy all the movies and pictorials for you. That's how you treat your master." Lu Mingxuan said very angry.

"...But your appearance is really different from my original master." Wangcai said a little aggrievedly.

"...I've had plastic surgery." Lu Mingxuan thought for a long time and finally found a reason to say it.

"Your fingerprints are also different." Wangcai continued.

“…I even made my fingers.”

"The eyes are also different."

“…”

"Benefits."

"What's up?"

"Believe it or not, I will really throw you into the toilet." Lu Mingxuan said with a sneer.

"I believe you won't do this, my great master." Wangcai said quickly with a flattering look on his face. His tone was so similar to his original master. Such an unscrupulous master believed that there would never be a second person in the whole world.

"You know what you know." Lu Mingxuan said. After getting Wangcai, he was thinking about where to put the printer.

After thinking about it, he decided to place the printer behind the copycat.

His mountain village was built in a huge valley, usually only a 20-meter-wide valley entrance that can be entered and exited. It is a typical terrain that can be used as a pass, and there is no way to open a thousand men.

There is a huge cave behind the valley, which is where they usually store things. It is said that it was a hidden weapon cave in the past. He could have put the printer inside, and it would be easier to keep the confidential work in this way.

Thinking of this, Lu Mingxuan found a few people to unload the things in the truck, and then ordered them to carry the things into the cave behind.

After moving everything into the cave, he asked his subordinates to retreat, and then he opened the boxes, and a large number of parts and some raw materials needed were placed inside.

He moved the parts into the cave and assembled them one by one. As a glorious weapon smuggler, he had no idea how many times he had done this job, and he had already become familiar with it.

Soon a huge 3D printer was assembled, and then he took out the solar panels from the truck and powered the printer.

He opened some boxes again, and there were some raw materials needed for the printer. These raw materials were used to print the raw material production line. Originally, he prepared it specifically for the African chief, but he didn't expect that he would get cheaper in the end.

He had been busy for most of the day. After putting the metal powder and synthetic materials into the material box of the 3D printer, he clapped his hands and said, "It's done!"

He had to do such heavy work alone, but it really made him so tired.

Finally, he set up the working program for the 3D printer, and the printer soon started working.

I saw that parts were printed out by the printer like running water. Of course, he had been accustomed to these things for a long time and was not surprised at all.

When the parts were printed out, he started working again and assembled the parts.

He was busy until noon, and a whole truck of raw materials was consumed, and his raw material production line was assembled. At the same time, there were three industrial robots around him. These three industrial robots could do things that he was not very good at, such as operating printers, adding various raw materials, and even if necessary, they would be converted into armed robots to guard the hole.

At this time, Lu Mingxuan was completely exhausted. He sat on the ground and kept wiping the sweat on his face. Life in the Republic of China was really inconvenient. It would be great if there was a bottle of Jiaduobao at this time.

Then he brought some branches, dead leaves and coal from outside. The branches and dead leaves are both charcoal hydrogen compounds, which are an important raw material for the raw material production line. They can produce various high-strength composite materials. They have achieved real sustainable development in the 22nd century.

In addition, coal not only contains two elements: carbon and hydrogen, which can be used to make synthetic materials, but also contains a large number of sulfur and phosphorus, which can be used to make various gunpowders.

They are also used as raw materials for coal-chemical oil. In the 22nd century, coal-chemical oil technology was fully mature. It could print out a small coal-chemical oil production line to produce a small amount of various fuels.

However, his first job is to print out more printers and raw material production lines. The more printers, the higher the production efficiency?

...

...

A day later, in the Juyi Hall of the village, Lu Mingxuan sat in the middle of the lobby with a smile on his face, with more than a dozen boxes neatly placed under his feet.

There were more than 50 big men carrying old sleeves and big swords and spears sitting in the lobby. Looking at their shabby equipment, Lu Mingxuan could only sigh helplessly. Did the bandits in the Republic of China all have this level?

"Big boss, is there anything wrong with calling everyone here?" Nie Ziwen asked.

"Of course I asked you to come, there was a huge happy event, look at it." Lu Mingxuan opened the box under his feet after saying that.

Whenever he opened a box, his men would gasp because the things in the box were so amazing.

I saw dozens of Somi submachine guns and bullets neatly placed in the boxes in front, and the last few boxes were two American 60 mortars and two mg42 general-purpose machine guns.

The Somi submachine gun was the most outstanding submachine gun in World War II. None of them, it was the best one. Even the later Soviet Bobosha submachine gun was designed with reference to it.

Its craftsmanship is very exquisite and is used as a submachine gun entirely as a standard for sniper rifles. The consequence of this is that the Somi submachine gun has unparalleled reliability and accuracy, which is something that none of the submachine guns in World War II have.

Of course, Lu Mingxuan's three-D printing technology will only make it more exquisitely produced and lighter in weight.

The mg42 machine gun is the most powerful machine gun of the German army in World War II. Its reliability, durability, simplicity, easy operation and low cost have been praised by countless people. Another feature of the MG42 is the gunfire noise it emits when it shoots, which is different from other machine guns, and has gunshots similar to "tearing cloth". Its unique sound leaves a psychological shadow on countless Allied soldiers. Almost allied soldiers' first reaction when they hear this sound is to hide quickly.

The 60 mortar is a necessary weapon for every army, and there is absolutely no doubt that this is true. Since World War II, not many people died of rifles, but many people died of machine guns and mortars, especially the 60mm mortar. Because it is light in weight and is very portable, it can be operated by a single person. It is the most reliable suppression firepower for infantry on the battlefield, so it is deeply loved by infantry.

The bandits opened their mouths in surprise when they looked at these weapons, and their saliva couldn't stop flowing down their mouths. These were all good things that even if they had money, they had so many good things.

"Original, where did you get these things?" Gou Sheng asked curiously. Especially those two mortars, they were really good things in their eyes. Even Cheng Heihu, the largest bandit in Jiyuan, did not have any mortars.

"The mountain man has his own tricks, so you don't need to ask about these." Lu Mingxuan said with a haha.

"Do you know this thing?" Lu Mingxuan asked happily and picked up a 60 mortar.

"I know, it's a cannon." Gou Sheng said happily.

"Who of you can play cannons? I will immediately appoint him as my artillery captain." Lu Mingxuan said happily. After saying that, he looked at the bandits with a longing look, hoping that one of them could stand up and take over this glorious position.

But what disappointed him was the people who looked at me, I looked at you, and then shook their heads neatly.

Now it was Lu Mingxuan's turn to be stunned. He couldn't even use mortars. You bandits are too unprofessional.

"Do you know how to fly a plane?" Lu Mingxuan asked with some uncertainty.

Those people still looked at me, I looked at you, and then shook their heads with great determination.

"Will you drive a tank?"

Now I didn't even look at it, and I shook my head.

No need to ask about the one who drives the warship, no one will.

At this time, Lu Mingxuan realized the problem, that is, the weapon was made, no one could operate or maintain it, which was definitely an extremely important issue.

Even if he built the F22, who will do it? Who will maintain it? Could it be that if he knew all these big words, the bandits who drove the F22 fighter jet? It's better, this joke is not ridiculous at all.

"Who among you can read?" After thinking for a long time, Lu Mingxuan asked another question that he was very concerned about.

The bandits looked at me, and I looked at you, and the last man raised his hand timidly.

Lu Mingxuan slapped the table hard, "Congratulations! From today on, you will be our artillery captain."
Chapter completed!