Rebirth of the 1980s: The Military Industry Empire

"Representative Gao, it won't take up much time. After dinner, our factory's 212 will take you there! You can take a nap in the car and you'll be there." Zhou Yongfei also chimed in, "We've known each other for years, and today is a special day. You wouldn't refuse us this small favor, would you?"

"Alright, I can eat, but no drinking. I still need to report to the leaders."

"Just one cup, just one cup, let's go!"

And just like that, Gao Ju was pulled over. What do they mean by just one cup? Once you're at the table, how can you get away without drinking ten or eight cups?

Big chunks of pork stewed with vermicelli, meatballs, steamed pork, filling the table. The air was filled with the aroma of Red Star Er锅头 liquor, a lively and bustling scene.

"Today, we have a double celebration! Let's welcome Representative Gao back to work at our 960 factory, and also welcome Director Qin and Engineer Qin for securing the sniper rifle production task! Everyone, let's finish this first cup!" Zhu Zizhong raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp.

"This second cup is to celebrate that we've finally turned the tables! It's not easy to resume military production! Last year, we weren't even invited to the system conference. It was really frustrating!" Zhu Zizhong's voice choked up as he said this, "Come on, let's drink!"

So, the second cup was also drained in one go.

"This third cup..."

After three cups, Gao Ju already felt a bit dizzy. At this moment, Qin Yang came over with a glass.

"Representative Gao, I'm here to apologize. I was a bit excessive with my request at the entrance just now. Please don't take it to heart."

"Oh, weren't you, Qin Yang, the local tyrant of the factory before? You wouldn't even lower your head even if Director Qin whipped you with a belt!" Gao Ju was very curious.

"Representative Gao, let's not mention the past. Aren't you just poking fun at me? It's true that I used to be a loafer, but I've turned over a new leaf now. It hurts to see our 960 factory looked down upon, and my dad sighs all day long. I feel bad too! Representative Gao, we have our own difficulties. Those three rules are mainly because we're afraid!"

"Well, I understand. It wasn't easy for your factory to return to the military production field. Don't worry, I won't hold any grudges. As long as you can produce guns with the same performance as those at the army shooting range, I thank you on behalf of the army!"

"Come, let me toast you!"

In this era, drinking culture is very important. If you can talk and drink, you can accomplish a lot of things. Watching this scene, Qin Baoguo was also very moved. His son had finally transformed from an uneducated social youth into a pillar of the factory!

The celebration banquet was still going on, while in the distant mountain city, there was a different kind of tense atmosphere.

"The guns are assembled," Yang Zhaojun said to Wang Lijun with red eyes.

In the past few days, they had been working almost day and night on surveying and imitation, and finally completed the manufacture of the first sample gun.

"Okay, take it out and test the gun!" Wang Lijun nodded, "Ask Lao Huang to test the gun himself!"

The accuracy of the bullets is not only about the gun, but also about the test shooter. Huang Xin is their 296 factory's most skilled test shooter.

"It's almost dark. Should we wait until tomorrow?" Xu Zhiqiang asked with some concern.

"We can't wait for this kind of thing! We must be fast! The army's attitude is unusual. They have already sent a military representative to the 960 factory. We have no time to delay!" Wang Lijun said.

What? A military representative has been sent?

Yang Zhaojun certainly knew that because he had taken the sample gun, the army leaders were very dissatisfied with him. The relevant procedures were moving very quickly. If the 296 factory wanted to make a comeback, they had to complete the imitation as soon as possible and then take the sample gun to the capital to lobby!

Now they had to race against time!

"Let Lao Huang test the gun quickly! If the light is not good, find a searchlight to illuminate the target!" Yang Zhaojun said.

296 Factory Shooting Range.

Located at the foot of the mountain, it was relatively open. Various guns were fired here almost every day, and the air was always filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Test shooter Huang Xin looked at the target placed five hundred meters away, then looked at the sniper rifle in his hand and frowned a little, "It's so far, it's hard to hit the bullseye!"

"Lao Huang, please, we must hit the bullseye. This is related to the reputation of our factory!"

"Okay, I'll try!"

The sun was slowly setting in the west, and the whole earth was dyed with a fiery red sunset. Under the glow of the sunset, Huang Xin lay down on the shooting position, quietly searching for the feeling.

No one dared to disturb him, everyone was full of expectations.

"Lao Huang, don't worry, stay steady," Wang Lijun advised Huang Xin.

"Well, I have to fine-tune the scope," Huang Xin said.

New guns have to be calibrated. Although the barrel and other parts have been calibrated during the manufacturing process, the final calibration has to be done by the test shooter.

After adjusting, Huang Xin took a few deep breaths, then re-aimed and pulled the trigger.

"One ring!"

"Lao Huang, don't worry, keep going!"

Another gunshot.

"Two rings!"

"It doesn't matter, Lao Huang is slowly adapting. He will definitely be more accurate if he shoots again," Wang Lijun tried to make his tone sound more relaxed.

All ten bullets were fired, an empty magazine, and the best score was only three rings!

"Let me try!" Yang Zhaojun picked up a new magazine, loaded the bullets, and lay down on Huang Xin's shooting position.

Bang, another gunshot.

"How many rings this time?" Yang Zhaojun asked nervously.

"No rings, the bullet missed the target."

Missed the target!

Again! Yang Zhaojun fired a second shot.

"Missed the target!"

After three shots, Yang Zhaojun no longer insisted. He got up from the shooting position, his face full of unwillingness, "How could this be? Our gun can only reach the level of the old Maozi's SVD sniper rifle at most! How did the 960 factory do it? This is unscientific!"

The SVD rifle emphasizes simplicity and reliability, so it is not surprising that the rifle imitated by the 296 factory reached the level of the old Maozi. After all, the twist rate and other parameters in the barrel are more reasonable than the SVD. If only the SVD level is required, then they have already succeeded.

But now it's not good. If they can't hit the bullseye, they can't compete with the 960 factory!

"Bring that sample gun!" Wang Zhijun was also very anxious, "Let's see how accurate the sample gun is."

Night fell, and the searchlight illuminated the target, which could be seen clearly five hundred meters away.

Bang!

Lao Huang pulled the trigger again.

"Three rings!"

"Impossible, when he was in the army, an ordinary sharpshooter hit the bullseye with this gun," Yang Zhaojun said puzzledly, "Why has the accuracy decreased so much now?"

"So, they must have cheated at the time!" Wang Lijun said affirmatively.

Could it really be cheating? Yang Zhaojun was also confused.