Chapter 881: The strong have their own strong hands
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Chapter 881 The strong have their own strong players
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The slight knock on the door made Ling Xing startled, he had already heard the footsteps stopped outside the door from the young and beautiful waitress on this floor, but it was already four o'clock in the morning at this moment, it was very unusual to knock on the door at this time, Ling Xing didn't need to think about it to know that he had been discovered, he would not be stupid enough to open the door with a fluke heart, he seemed to see such a scene: behind the trembling beautiful girl, there were four or five round-up masters with light steps and pistols waiting for him to open the door. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
There was almost no hesitation, Ling Xing put on his shoes two or three times, walked to the head of the bed almost quietly, looked back vigilantly at the charming woman who was sleeping with a peach-colored face on the bed, squatted *** from under the bed and took out a small suitcase commonly used by travelers nowadays, put it on the ground and opened it quickly, took out a shiny revolver from it, checked the full bullets in the wheel, and after casually closing the suitcase, straightened up, walked quickly to the living room without hesitation, gently opened the balcony door and dodged out - Ling Xing wanted to escape from the balconyThis is the first way he chooses to retreat after entering the guest room, and jumping off a three-story building is like an ordinary person jumping off a meter-high platform for him, without any problems. The only thing that worries people is whether the sound of touching the ground will alarm others.
The night of Luzhou City is very quiet, the hazy street lamps, the outline of the city is faintly reflected, Ling Xing on the balcony, and even clearly see a few fishing fires on the riverside more than 50 meters in front of him, as long as he lands safely, skimming the backyard of the garden-like hotel to reach the riverside, it will be safe, even if he encounters the police to chase and intercept, it is a big deal to plunge into the gray river, with his superb water and long-term underwater diving skills, quietly cross the river more than 100 meters wide to reach the opposite bank is very easy.
The knock on the door was not hurried, it was still continuing, Ling Xing ignored it, jumped on the railing of the balcony with an arrow step, followed the angle between the balcony and the European-style exterior wall, and quickly slid down, the whole person moved as agile as a gecko, and in a blink of an eye, he stood on the edge of the top edge of the first floor, he glanced around vigilantly, his toes exerted force slightly, and calmly jumped towards the dark flat grass.
At the moment when his body was in the air, Ling Xing regretted it, a rich murderous aura that he had never encountered before, quickly enveloped his whole body, Ling Xing in mid-air was taken aback, under the stimulation of the subconscious, his body curled up like a tanuki, and then suddenly stretched out, his powerful right leg swayed like lightning, with the sound of breaking wind, and kicked towards the black shadow that pounced.
With a crisp sound, Ling Xing took advantage of the huge force of the opponent's palm, his figure rose into the air again, grabbed the treetops extending in mid-air, and swung with a swing, and the raged hunting ground fell to the road five meters away, before he could stabilize his body, the ghost-like black shadow was already approaching, and Ling Xing, who was terrified in his heart, had no time to pull out the pistol behind his waist, and in desperation, he could only wave his palms and block the big hand that attacked his face and waist and abdomen.
"Bang Bangβ"
The huge collision force that burst out from the palms of the four palms in an instant stirred up a whirlwind, and in the muffled snort, Ling Xing was knocked several meters away, and the soreness of his whole body and the blood surging up his throat made his soul fly away.
At this moment, Ling Xing, who was stranded in the air, finally knew who the opponent was again pressing like lightning, he didn't dare to slack off, and with the castration of the landing, he rolled over on one side in embarrassment, and was able to avoid the opponent's kick in the air, and suddenly bounced up from the ground, rushing to the riverside like an arrow from the string.
The opponent obviously didn't expect Ling Xing to be so skilled, and he roared angrily and quickly chased after him.
The distance of more than fifty meters was not a problem for Ling Xing before, but at this moment, he felt that this journey was so long, Ling Xing, who was running at full speed, clearly heard the sound of hunting wind coming from behind him getting closer and closer, forcing him to dare not use the regular jump to fly up the wall and then jump off the embankment, but continued to maintain his original posture, flying sideways over the two-meter-high wall, and rushed to the sloping river bank, and quickly rolled down.
The black shadow who was chasing after him obviously didn't expect Ling Xing to be so bold and so skillful, and he missed the opportunity after a little hesitation, and when he jumped on the high wall, he found that the figure of the fleeing enemy was almost to the water's edge more than thirty meters below.
Ling Xing quickly got up from the ground and ran towards the big ship with a blurred outline in front of him, thinking that as long as he jumped on the big boat and jumped into the water, the chances of escape would be multiplied, and no matter how capable the tough opponent behind him was, he would not be able to pose a threat to him in the wide and dark water, as long as he successfully escaped this time, it would not be too late to recover from his internal injuries and come back to take revenge.
Ling Xing, who jumped up and took a big step, stopped in horror, the two dazzling searchlights on the big boat in front of him suddenly turned on, the strong light pierced his eyes painfully, and he could hardly open them, he hurriedly turned sideways, raised his hand to block his eyes, and it took a while to see clearly a black twin cannon and five or six submachine guns and machine guns aimed at him, he immediately realized that this was the marine police patrol boat he had seen cruising on the river for a few days, and realized that he had fallen into a net and had nowhere to escape.
"Run! Why don't you run away on a dog day? Run......"
Ding Zhicheng, who was panting and catching up, sat on the sloping mud of the river embankment, looked at Ling Xing, who was motionless like a stone sculpture in front of him, and scolded loudly.
Ling Xing turned his head and glanced around, swallowed a mouthful of blood gushing out of his chest and abdomen, sighed dejectedly, threw away the beautiful revolver stolen from the arsenal of the Syrian Police Department in his hand, turned his back to the dazzling lights, looked at Ding Zhicheng who was sitting panting four meters away with a wry smile, and ignored the armed policemen swarming on the boat and on the embankment, shook his head and said helplessly:
"Planted in the hands of Senior Ding, the younger brother will not lose face...... The little brother is too careless, and it is really the strongest of the strong, and the arrogant soldiers will be defeated! β
Ding Zhicheng laughed angrily: "Haha! His grandmother's, if Lao Tzu can't catch your grandson today, will you still respectfully call Lao Tzu a senior? I'm afraid that the brothers in the north and south of the river will see Lao Tzu's jokes, and by the way, they will also achieve the first famous name of your grandson, the dog's day...... But it's good, let's get three palms, Lao Tzu didn't make any cheap, I admire your grandson's kung fu, but you shouldn't do it this time, if you come to the door generously, Lao Tzu will definitely invite you to drink...... Come! β
"Here!"
An angry voice rang out.
"Tie up!"
After Ding Zhicheng finished speaking, he stood up, patted the dust off his buttocks, and walked towards Ling Xing.
Ling Xing smiled and stretched out his hands, who knew that Ding Zhicheng's angry voice sounded again: "Go, go, why don't you open your eyes?" Don't use handcuffs! Jishan, what are you doing hiding that cow tendon, take it out and tie it firmly, and use the handcuffs on his feet...... Xiao Yong, let your buddy bring two buckets of water with a fire bucket, and wait for Jishan to tie up the cow tendons on Lao Tzu's body, this grandson's kung fu has been rampant in the north and south of the river for seven or eight years, and dozens of big cases have been done, which are very slippery, how can ordinary handcuffs trap him? β
"Yes."
Chen Jishan, the captain of the special police team, was trained to blush, took out the cow tendon rope that is rarely used on weekdays, put down Ling Xing, who had no resistance, and tied it up neatly
Zhou Dayong, the captain of the patrol boat, saw his eyebrows fluttering, and when he saw the world-famous Jiangyang thief, he was arrested, and said in his heart that this time he had seen it, and then saw Chen Jishan impatiently raising his hand to ask for water, so he came to his senses, and said "Okay" in his mouth, and told the brothers to go and fetch water quickly, and soon poured Ling Xing's whole body through the ground.
In less than five minutes, Ling Xing, who was tied up like a rice dumpling, was carried up the river embankment by two big men, passed through the backyard door of the hotel, stuffed into the modified prisoner car waiting there, and drove to Syria at a gallop under the escort of four black police cars.
More than two hours later, the convoy stopped in front of the heavy prison in the western suburbs of Syria, Ding Zhicheng, who had just woken up, opened his eyes, got out of the car and walked to the back of the Jeep converted prisoner car, opened the back door to take a look, only to see that Ling Xing, who was tied up and had three pairs of handcuffs on his feet, actually fell asleep, and was so angry that he raised his feet and kicked over, and said to the warden who came in a hurry, "Strip this grandson naked, send him to a special cell for interrogation, and guard him 24 hours a day." After finishing walking, he walked to the duty room not far away, made a few phone calls, and left in the car.
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At eight o'clock in the morning, a black jeep with a civilian license plate slowly drove into the compound of the Economic Research Institute at the foot of Cuiping Mountain, and after two strict inspections, it finally entered a quiet courtyard surrounded by greenery and stopped in front of a Chinese-style three-story building.
An Yi and Shen Fengdao, who were dressed in casual clothes, got out of the carriage, shook hands with the dean Lao Kong, who had been waiting here for a long time, had a few words of affectionate conversation, entered the building together, walked through the wide hall, showed their documents in front of the entrance of a stone door at the back of the building, and entered the R&D workshop hidden in the belly of the mountain.
The design office of the research institute is in the building, and since a variety of weapons have entered the experimental manufacturing stage at this stage, most of the European and American technical advisers and the main responsible persons of various departments have entered the research and development workshop of more than 2,000 square meters in the mountainside. At this time, everyone didn't know about An Yi's arrival, so Dean Kong didn't waste time and directly led An Yi in.
Everywhere he went, he met with pleasantly surprised European and American consultants, talked with his researchers, and was very pleased to see the research work carried out in an orderly manner, especially the new understanding that Xie Zongmian, who was the first batch of people who returned from studying in Germany and returning from Germany, based on the research of grenadiers and mortars, surprised An Yi and attached great importance to it.
Xie Zongmian was originally the brother of Shen Jianping and Tao Xun, and after resigning from the Hanyang factory, he became the first batch of people in the An Jiajun to study in Germany together with Shen Jianping and others. After arriving in Germany, Xie Zongmian studied mortar manufacturing technology. This person doesn't talk much, has a serious personality, has a strong body with thick eyebrows and rhinoplasty, and because of years of hard work, he also wears thick myopic glasses like Tao Xun. As soon as he saw that An Yi did not smile and shake hands like others, he patiently waited for An Yi and the experts to finish the salute, and then took An Yi to the testing room next door, took out the newly made portable 50 mortar sample and placed it next to the grenadier on the table, and then hung the two design drawings on the wall in front of him, without saying a word, and went straight to the point:
"Commander, please look at this grenadier, after it was delivered to our research group at the beginning of the year, we took it to the non-commissioned officer school for 16 live-fire tests, and the results showed that the experiments of the six test teams were quite different. After summing up, it was found that although the Japanese army's grenadier was simple and its range was several times farther than that of a grenade, it had to go through long-term live-fire training and have rich experience before it could be used freely and avoid a close-range explosion caused by a mistake in filling the medicine package.
"Considering the commander's proposal in the letter at the beginning of the year, we made three improvements on the basis of the Japanese grenadier, but it was still unsatisfactory, so the subordinates simply redesigned this 50-caliber smoothbore mortar in line with the basic requirements of 'reducing weight and carrying, and must have a range of not less than 400 meters'...... These are the two evaluations of the experimental team and the expert group. However, because its cost is four times that of the grenadier canister, it was not able to pass the final examination and approval of the project, and the subordinates felt that it was a great pity, and wanted to ask the commander to take a look, and then conduct a live-fire test. β
An Yi attached great importance to it when he heard it, stepped forward and looked at it carefully, and on the spot according to the first procedure, broke the firing and aiming posture, and found that this kind of small mortar without a launch base weighing only 4.5 kilograms is very suitable for individual carrying, and only two people can be easily launched, if it really reaches what Xie Zongmian said, "with a little training, it can fire 25 to 28 shells per minute", it will undoubtedly be an important supplement to the army's squad and platoon level firepower.
Therefore, after a brief discussion with President Kong Zechuan and two American experts on the side, An Yi decided on the spot to produce five samples and a total of 600 special artillery shells with three effects in half a month, and once completed, immediately launch a launch test with the participation of officers and men of the army's machine gun unit.
Xie Zongmian saw that his hard work had finally won An Yi's attention, so he was so happy that he turned around twice in place, and quickly rushed to his research and development team to report the good news, and even forgot to thank him.
Everyone watched it funny, and they couldn't help but laugh.
An Yi didn't smile, staring at the mortar carefully for a long time, when he raised his head and found that the adviser leader of the firearms development team, the forty-three-year-old German Krooz. Hoeness strode over, his eyes lit up, and he greeted him with a smile.
Hoeness held An Yi's hand, greeted in a low voice, and asked An Yi if he knew that a battalion of U.S. Marines who had just arrived in Shanghai from the Philippines was quietly equipped with a semi-automatic rifle?
An Yi immediately put away his smile and asked in a low voice, Hoeness thought about it and took An Yi through the wide corridor sixty meters long, came to his office, took out a newspaper and an English magazine from the desk drawer, pointed to the black and white photo on the front page of the magazine, and said excitedly:
"Ann, do you see? This is a magazine published by the American Small Arms Association last September. Canteus. Garland, Garland's rifle in his hand is an excellent semi-automatic rifle selected last year, the United States Armament Committee seems to be not very satisfied with the caliber of the firearm, and the order was changed to a seven-millimeter caliber, but Garland changed it as required, and was rejected by the military in the evaluation in July last year, and was still required to use a seven-.62-millimeter caliber, which is the gun in the picture...... Ann, if you look at this newspaper published by the Americans in the Shanghai Concession, and look at the two sentries in the picture, although the newspaper printing is not as good as the quality of the magazine, you can still see that the guns in the two pictures are exactly the same......"
An Yi read it carefully and asked in surprise: "Kreoz, say, what can I do for you?" β
Kreotz blinked and said with an ambiguous smile: "Ann, the unique hammer design and re-entry mechanism of this gun are exactly the problem we are facing, according to the magazine, its ammunition supply method is very distinctive, if you can take it back and decompose the study, I think the semi-automatic rifle research group will be deeply inspired." Ann, I know you've got a way to get a sample or two, right? β
An Yi smiled slightly: "That's it, Kreuz, I'll immediately instruct the relevant departments to study it after I go back, and strive to give you an answer within a week, okay?" β
"That's great, Ann! Thank you...... But please don't leave right away, I have an American *** magazine sent by your Institute of Economic Research, which reports a very interesting person, you can take a look. Wait a minute......"
Krooz. Hoeness took out another magazine, flipped to the middle insert, pointed to a passage with red lines drawn on it, and read it in a low voice:
ββ¦β¦ David. Marshall. Mr. Williams was arrested in 1921 for brewing alcohol without permission, and during the arrest, a policeman was shot and killed, and the court imprisoned Williams for insufficient evidence. The warden did not believe Williams was guilty and believed that he had a talent for small arms design, so Williams was allowed to design a rifle from scrap steel in the prison's workshop, and he successfully tested it inside the prison.
The friendship between the warden and the gifted inmate caused a stir in North Carolina after media coverage, and the court reopened Williams' case and finally found out that another police officer had mistakenly shot his companion when he shot him. Williams was released from prison in 1929 after serving his sentence for illegal brewing and continued to work on firearms research and design, but regrettably, his talent has not been appreciated, although his semi-automatic pistol or revolver rifle has a longer and more effective range than the rifle in service, and is easier to use and carry than any current semi-automatic rifle...... Ann, if you can get me here from poor Munich, can't you bring in the equally unfortunate American genius? β
An Yi took the magazine in surprise, read it carefully, and gave Hoeness a warm hug: "Thank you, Creuz, how can I express my gratitude to you......"