"Colonel Liu, is there anything wrong with my name?" Grunov asked in surprise as he looked at the fat man with his mouth wide open and was in a sluggish state. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Are you sure your name is Grunov. Victor, from the mechanical laboratory of the University of Freiburg, Germany? Liu Lang calmed down his emotions, suppressed the upcoming laughter, and asked cautiously.

"Of course, we Germans hate lying the most, do you think it's all those short-legged islanders? But how did you know I was from the University of Freiburg? Grunov was a little angry at Liu Lang's distrust, but soon, the surprise that Liu Lang knew where he came from masked his anger at not being trusted.

It was a topic he had never talked about since he came to China, not that it was a secret, but that no one knew about it.

"Haha, not only did I know that you are from the University of Freiburg, I also know that you are an expert in metal stamping, and I even know that you left Germany because your idea of using punching and riveting parts instead of mechanical cutting to make firearm parts was not taken seriously, but I didn't expect you to come to China." Liu Lang laughed.

Until this moment, Liu Lang no longer doubted that the master who designed an epoch-making machine gun with the help of machine gun drawings that the Poles did not put into practice in the past time and space stood in front of him at this moment. The protagonist's halo has properly entered the open mode, Liu Lang even has an idea, it won't be full of gods and Buddhas, and the next moment, the Black Death broke out in Japan, and the collective was all wiped out!

Well, that's just a thought about too. There are masters, but you have to find a way to keep them first! Looking at the urine nature of one of this tendons, it is not so easy to keep him.

"Colonel Liu, are you investigating me? By whom have you been appointed to me? Directorate of Military Intelligence? Hearing Liu Lang say this, Grunov's face changed, he took two steps back, and his blue eyes were full of anger.

"Hehe, Dr. Grunov, as a good foreigner, how can you not have a record of your entry? As a true soldier, I have no interest in dealing with those damn ground rats. Liu Lang smiled slightly, smiling brightly.

This reason is barely plausible, and Grunov knows very well that the soldiers hate the ubiquitous and unsightly spies of the Military Intelligence Bureau.

"Dr. Grunov, the machine factory has moved to the base of my independent regiment, what are your plans for the future?" Liu Lang asked suddenly.

"Me? Haven't figured it out yet. Grunov was slightly stunned and replied subconsciously.

"Is your research done? Come with me, I'll give you ten thousand marks a year, how about it? Liu Lang tried hard to suppress his happiness and tried his best to be pleasant.

However, the blazing gaze still betrayed Liu Lang.

At this time in Germany, the purchasing power of the mark is still very strong, one dollar can only be exchanged for 2.5 marks, the monthly salary of ordinary workers is about 70 marks, and an engineer like Grunov, who is not too famous, is only 300 marks, and Liu Lang's salary is already extremely high.

The fat man who was quite amiable just now, why did he smile so madly? It feels like a hungry wolf staring at a fawn, and he, as if, is the fawn.

Because, the fat man's eyes all fell on him, blazing like fire.

My God! I don't like a fat man, and he's a man. Grunov's scalp was numb from Liu Lang's blazing gaze.

"No, no, I've been in China long enough, my mom must miss me very much, I should be going back to Germany!" Grunov, who was frightened by some indescribable evil in his heart, only shook his head and rejected Liu Lang.

However, how could Liu Lang, whose mind was already occupied by the "Hitler's chainsaw" super machine gun, let go of the frightened young Grunov?

"Dr. Grunov, your theory is incomprehensible to those fools, but I think it's epoch-making. When one day your theory becomes a reality, they will regret their actions, and your brilliance will shine throughout Germany. No, it will shine all over the world. I'll give everything I have for you to complete your experiments. Liu Lang smiled and said his other killer feature.

For scientists, fulfilling their dreams is far more attractive than money.

"Colonel Liu, do you really think that my metal stamping technology can be applied to machining? Even, can you go and make firearms? Sure enough, Liu Lang's words made Grunov hesitate and asked with a bit of surprise.

When dreams are recognized, everyone will involuntarily feel joy in their hearts, and no one is exempt from vulgarity. What's more, Liu Lang also promised to help him realize his dream.

"That's right, Dr. Grunov, as a soldier, I swear by my flag that your ideas are genius." Liu Lang said very seriously.

If we put aside Grunov's identity as a German scientist and the terrible record of the weapons he designed that took the lives of hundreds of thousands of Allied soldiers, Grunov's idea of making mechanical parts from metal stamping was the most ingenious invention of the entire thirties.

Although this theory was first applied to warfare and to firearms, there is nothing wrong with science itself, it is only the ruler who wields the stick of science to show his ambition. What's more, what does it have to do with how many Allied soldiers the Germans killed during World War II and Liu Lang? Liu Lang only cares about how many fewer people die in Huaxia and how many more people die in Japan, that's all.

World peace is the business of the big people, and he is just a small person who wants to guard his hometown and protect his people.

"By the way, you wait, I once wanted to design such a machine gun, which cannot be completed with the current process, I am afraid that only your theory can realize it." Liu Lang said as he whispered two sentences to Sanchuan, who had been following him.

"Really?" Grunov's azure eyes rolled a few times uncertainly, full of suspicion.

Indeed, Liu Lang's sly smile is too different from Grunov's impression of almost all rigorous and pragmatic gunsmiths. Even when he swore a serious oath.

After a while, Mikawa brought a piece of rice paper and a pencil. Liu Lang took the pen and drew it on the rice paper seriously.

In the years when he was the nominal chief designer of the 5210 factory, Liu Lang may have fallen behind a lot in terms of military skills, but Liu Lang has really made a lot of progress in the research on the performance of various light weapons.

From the beginning of World War II to the new century, Liu Lang has dabbled in the latest styles of firearms in various countries. The MG42, a super machine gun that dominated throughout World War II, is of course a must-have, and its drawings are estimated to have been carefully studied by many military research engineers. It was a completely genius design, otherwise, it would not have been until fifty years later, there would still be a country using this old machine gun, which is already slightly outdated.

Of course, the most important thing is that the structure of MG42 produced by metal stamping technology is actually very simple.