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Chapter 114 Launch!By all means, launch!

The bright office is very luxuriously decorated. In the center is an incense burner from the Dragon Kingdom.

Wisps of sandalwood rose from the incense burner, creating a sense of tranquility.

However, the owner of this office, Xiao Ma, is restless. Every few seconds, he will look at the phone on the table.

Old fashioned off-white landline telephone.

What used to be one of America's glory days!

In the era of 5G intelligence, this thing has been removed from the devices that American people are used to, and it is no longer seen everywhere.

Looking forward, looking forward to, the phone finally rang.

Brother Xiao Ma flew over, saw the number on the display screen, and immediately grabbed the phone.

"Mr Heywood!"

With a trembling voice, he waited for the reply from the person on the other side.

He is bragging and domineering outside, but he knows very well that as long as the person opposite says a word, everything in his hands will come to naught!
"Pony! How long have we known each other? Do you remember?"

On the phone, Brother Xiao Ma heard this sentence, and the microphone in his hand slowly slipped out of his hand, and when it was about to fall, he grabbed it again.

Swallowing the saliva in his mouth, he said hesitantly: "It's been more than 20 years. When I just graduated, it was your old man who brought me into the industry."

"I still remember what you said when you went to school to recruit people: America is number one! Always number one! America's spaceflight is number one!"

After he finished speaking, Heywood's voice sounded again after a while.

"Yeah! America is number one!"

His voice was low, and he could hear the boredom in his heart, and Brother Xiao Ma also breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

The other party should be looking for him for something, but don't bother!
It's not enough to hurt yourself.

"Now, America, who used to be number one, needs your help, will you?"

While on the phone, Brother Xiao Ma stomped his feet deliberately, and the leather shoes collided with the floor, making a screeching sound.

Stand at attention and rest.

"I'm available whenever America needs me!"

"Good! Good! Good!" After saying a few good words in a row, Heywood finally said the next thing.

"Get ready, one week later, launch the largest rocket in your hand, Star Warsship-10, into the sky!"

Star Wars - 10?Brother Xiao Ma is confused, that thing is still a PPT, how to launch it?

"Ah this?"

Brother Xiao Ma was about to continue to ask, and at the same time he took the opportunity to defend himself, when Heywood's voice sounded again.

"Remember! Launch! Whatever it takes, launch! Understand?"

Nassar, hang up, and Heywood starts writing his speech.

As long as Star Warsship-10 blows up, he can seek cooperation from Dragon Kingdom in the name of asking for help.

In this way, it will not be too embarrassing. When someone asks, I can refute a few words that my level is too poor, and so on.

After writing for a while, Heywood looked up at the photo frame next to the computer.

In the photo frame was a young man from the Dragon Country, smiling all over. It was Mo Yu.

As an aviation man, Haywood would like to applaud this young man, leaving aside those boring disputes and differences.

But people cannot get rid of these.

So, write a report!

I hope that the person on the other side will do some personnel affairs, although I don't do much personnel affairs.

Especially the Homeland Defense Agency.

……

"Ha Qiu! Ha Qiu!"

Zhang Yang drove the car, shuttled quickly on the road, sneezing one after another.

The speed of the car slowed down a little, Zhang Yang took the tissue handed over by his subordinate and wiped off his nose.

He stuffed the tissue into the trash can, cursed bitterly, kicked the accelerator and continued on his way.

This is definitely someone cursing themselves!
"Have you really made the materials? And also made the finished product? Why didn't you say it in advance?"

The co-pilot's researcher raised his eyes and scratched his face in embarrassment.

"The teacher won't allow it! He said he wanted to give the other groups a little surprise!"

Zhang Yang is very clear about the matter of several subordinates, they just can't see each other and think each other's research is rubbish.

It belongs to healthy competition, so there is no need to control it.

swoosh-

The vehicle stopped outside the gate of the shooting range.

The researcher who led the way led Zhang Yang through the gates, and finally stopped at the gate of an outdoor shooting range. After tidying up his clothes, he knocked on the door very seriously.

"Teacher! The director is here!"

After knocking on the door, the researcher turned and stood aside, waiting for the person inside to reply.

The door opened, and Lu Hong's face appeared beside the door frame. His eyes were black and blue, and he looked like a giant panda. His eye sockets were sunken. It seemed that he hadn't slept for a long time.

After looking around for a while, he saw Zhang Yang standing by the door.

He reached out and grabbed his boss and pulled Zhang Yang hard, dragging Zhang Yang into the gate.

Lu Hong dragged in front, and Zhang Yang walked behind.

"Isn't it just to make the materials according to Mo Yu's method? As for being so excited? I see you like this, why don't you go to sleep first?"

Hearing the director's words, Lu Hong stopped, turned his head slowly, supported his cheek with both hands, and pushed it up twice.

There was a rattling sound in the spine.

Then the person in charge of the materials team twisted his head twice, showing a comfortable expression.

"Of course! This is nano-construction technology. Although there is research in China, the progress is not satisfactory! It took us almost a month to master this technology! Shouldn't you be proud?"

"Let's go, I'll take you to see it!"

After walking for a while, Zhang Yang finally saw the result of the material group - a [-]mm machine gun barrel.

The whole body is silver-white, it doesn't look like a gun barrel, it's more like a work of art.

In the hand, there is no frosted feeling of the conventional barrel in the hand.

Very delicate.

If you want him to evaluate, it is unqualified.

The barrel is too smooth, and the fighter may slip during use, and once it slips, it will waste time.

"Why do you want to make a barrel? It's the barrel of a machine gun!"

"If you want to test material properties, there are other ways!"

Taking back the gun barrel from Zhang Yang, Lu Hong put it on the table casually, and then bent down to take out another part from under the table.

When put together, it became a shiny silver machine gun.

Seeing this thing, Zhang Yang felt as if he saw the game his son liked to play. In the game, the silver-white reflective gun needed to be recharged.

Then, Lu Hong took out several boxes of bullets from under the table.

"The service life of an ordinary machine gun is about [-] rounds. After [-] rounds, the rifling will be worn out! The bullets fired will be inaccurate!"

Bullets loaded.

"There are other ways to test the performance of materials, but, to show the leaders, this combination of simple, rough and fine is still needed!"

The machine gun was pushed in front of Zhang Yang, and he reached out and patted the machine gun lightly. Lu Hong said seductively:

"One hundred test rounds made of special materials belong to the category of armor-piercing rounds according to their strength! Do you want to try it? Logistics has also approved [-] rounds of bullets! You can shoot as much as you want!"

He reached for his gun.

12.7 caliber, but the weight is lighter than the machine guns touched in the army before.

Zhang Yang picked up the gun with both hands, aiming at the target in the distance, but didn't shoot. It was a gun made of a new type of material.

The weight has been reduced, and I don't know how the jump is, and I don't know if I can hold it.

(End of this chapter)