The time has just passed nine o'clock, in the huge demonstration field behind the exhibition area of the Frankfurt Arms Expo, the much-anticipated comparison of bazooka pairs between China and France officially began, with the coordinator of the scene, but also the host of the comparison under the order, the Chinese and French bazooka operators entered the launch area, but when everyone on the scene saw the two operators responsible for launching the bazooka, the scene that was already relatively quiet broke out again into noisy discussions:

"Oh~My~God! Look at the Chinese operator, wearing glasses, and his body is still a little thin, is there no one in China?"

"Isn't there no one left?" said the person who thought it seemed to have inside information with a sneer: "Those operators of the exhibition are afraid that the Chinese bazooka will explode in their hands, and in the face of life, no one does not choose to dodge!"

"That's easy, Chinese arms companies can raise the fees, or give the operators at the test site a valuable insurance!"

"Can China afford this money?" continued the source, snorting coldly with a scorn on his face, with a scorn on his face:

"They don't have any money, and they're so poor they can't even wear a pair of pants!"

"Then why are they still here to participate in the arms exhibition? Why don't they go home and get some pants to wear!"

"What are you doing here? Of course, I want the Western world to give alms."

"Hahaha~~ That's right, that's right!"

"Commander Lu, do you want me to replace Xiao Hu?" The surrounding discussions made Lao Guo, who was sitting next to him, frown, and his muscles flared up, and he couldn't wait to replace Hu Qinghua, who was standing in the launch area to prepare, immediately.

Lao Guo's name is Guo Jin, a craftsman in the northern factory, and he is in his forties this year. Because he knew foreign languages, he was designated as the person in charge of arms sales of the North Factory, and joined the Chinese military delegation led by Lu Jiadong. That's why everyone calls him Lao Guo.

This time, because he couldn't find a suitable operator, Hu Qinghua took the initiative to ask Ying to be the operator of the Chinese bazooka, but everyone knew that this person who turned countless weapons and equipment from drawings into reality had never even touched a real gun, let alone operated a bazooka, and this situation was not only Hu Qinghua, but also the entire members of the Chinese military-industrial delegation. However, in the practical predicament of not being able to pay a high fee to hire a foreign operator, he could only pull out the big one in the middle and let Hu Qinghua, a person who had participated in the development of bazookas and was relatively familiar with the equipment, go to the top.

Because of this, long before entering the venue, the members of the entire Chinese military industrial delegation sweated for Lao Guo, and now when they hear the discussions and ridicule that come from time to time around them, the color of worry is like a cold wind and frost. Shrouded the entire Chinese military-industrial delegation in a gloomy atmosphere.

As a senior Guo Jin in the delegation, he is old-fashioned. The blood was surging, and in the face of this situation, he naturally couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, so he took the initiative to stand up, and wanted to take on this operation task:

"I have participated in militia training and have some knowledge of the operation of infantry weapons and equipment. So I should be much more familiar with bazooka than Xiaohu, so"

"So, you should sit here quietly!" Without waiting for Lao Guo to finish speaking, Lu Jiadong took Lao Guo's words with a smile, which made all the Chinese military delegations, including Lao Guo, look at Lu Jiadong in surprise. However, Lu Jiadong's expression did not change in the slightest, he glanced at the members of the delegation around him, and finally fixed his gaze on Lao Guo's puzzled but determined face, and asked with a smile:

"Why? Shouldn't we have some confidence in this actual participant in the development of the bazooka?"

"This" Lao Guo didn't know what to say for a while, hesitated, and still expressed the worry in his heart: "It's not that I don't have confidence, it's just that I'm worried about whether Xiaohu can operate it well, anyway, he has never received formal military training, and the operation of the bazooka is still taught by Jiadong you last night, but today in such a big scene, I'm afraid that Xiaohu can't withstand the pressure, in case he misses the target." ”

"At the beginning of the development of our bazooka, we strive to be simple and fast, especially in terms of operation, Lao Guo, you won't forget this, right?"

"Captain Lu, but"

"Don't worry, Lao Guo, the experience of our Battle of Faka Mountain shows that the technical and tactical effectiveness of this bazooka is not bad, and we must have confidence in it!" When he said this, the smile on Lu Jiadong's face became more confident than ever, and Lao Guo, who had a lot of worries in his heart, saw this, and it was inconvenient to say anything.

Because he knows that his young leader is a person who does not fight unprepared battles, since he said so, it should have his reasons, not to mention that Hu Qinghua is the actual participant of this individual portable bazooka, so he should be more familiar with this equipment than others, and it is impossible to say that he has no confidence.

Therefore, after Lu Jiadong said this, Lao Guo returned to his seat and looked at Hu Qinghua in the demonstration hall with other members of the delegation, and his expectation, hope and nervousness all turned into complex but full of wishes and cast them on Hu Qinghua.

At this moment, Hu Qinghua is also nervous, holding the bazooka with sweat on his hands, and beads of sweat are crawling all over his forehead, although he is the acting director of the Wanshan Factory in China, but he has been doing his own weapons and equipment design, improvement and research work in obscurity for more than ten years.

Even if he has recently become outgoing and cheerful because of the promotion of his position, and has a unique set of skills in dealing with people, it is only in the face of one or a few people, like this to complete the established operation tasks in the eyes of thousands of people, Hu Qinghua is also the first time in his life, saying that there is no tension, it is definitely a lie in a lie, and there are also the cynicism and countless contemptuous and contemptuous eyes around him, which makes Hu Qinghua's heart beat faster.

"What, is it hot?" Just when Hu Qinghua was expecting to calm the tension in his heart, a voice of great contempt came into his ears:

"But this weather doesn't look like it's hot, oh~~ I think about it, you're scared, if that's the case, you still have time to go home to find your mother!"

The person who spoke was none other than the operator standing next to him holding the French "Thunder" anti-tank rocket launcher, who was a retired soldier of the Bundeswehr and had French nationality, so after serving as the operator of the demonstration site, he was recruited by Sarkozy to become the special operator of French weapons and equipment at the exhibition.

When he saw Hu Qinghua next to him sweating nervously, he wanted to laugh, and then disintegrated the opponent's psychology and made him completely defeated, but to the operator's surprise, his words did not make Hu Qinghua psychologically collapse, but made the Chinese cast an extremely firm and confident gaze at him, and then replied word by word:

"When the time comes, you'll know who's going to find your mother!"

"You. A hint of fierceness flashed in the eyes of the French operator, and just as he was about to say something, he heard a familiar and arrogant voice not far away:

"Biel, don't be like this Hu, you must know that he is carrying a self-detonating bomb, I advise you to stay away, so as not to hurt yourself!"

"Okay, Mr. Sarkozy, I'm the same as you think!" Biel nodded politely at Sarkozy not far away, and then turned his head to Hu Qinghua with a disdainful look, and then moved a large distance to the side with a bazooka, and at this time Hu Qinghua had also calmed down, he was not afraid, but he had never seen such a big battle and was a little nervous, but he was provoked by this group of French, and the nervousness in his heart completely turned into a belief in victory, and the whole person became extremely calm.

“Areyouready？”

“OK！”

“Fire~~~~”

With the order of the on-site coordinator, Hu Qinghua and Bier, who had already been ready in the launch area, both shouldered the man-portable bazooka in their hands, knelt on one knee, erected the ruler, aimed at the target through the simple sight, turned on the safety, fixed the barrel of the bazooka with their left hand, and pulled the trigger with their right index finger.

"Bang~Bang~"

There was a dull roar, and two individual rockets poured out of the two bazookas with a thick puff of smoke

"China's bazooka seems to be easier to operate!" General Messi, who was holding a telescope on the side of the observation platform and watching every move in the shooting area, couldn't help but comment again and again:

"And the aiming accuracy of France seems to be higher!"

As soon as General Messi finished speaking, he only heard two loud noises of "boom~boom~~", and two heavy stone walls made of two reinforced concrete hundreds of meters away from each other suddenly rose up two dazzling flames, and two gray-black gunpowder smoke accompanied by the fierce fire formed two small mushroom clouds,

Soaring into the air above the two walls, the surrounding concrete blocks, steel residues, and even the turf and dirt that were blown away were all scattered and splashed, completely placing the two walls in purgatory, and when the smoke cleared, there were two walls of the same size in the middle, and almost one person could drill into a big hole!

"I didn't expect it to be a draw, China's bazooka is really not ordinary!"

It was not only General Messi who made such an exclamation, but also other people at the scene, who never expected that the Chinese bazooka, which they looked down on and even despised, would be on a par with the French "Thunder" bazooka, which is known as the world's first-class. (To be continued.) )