Chapter 174 The Genius Weapon Designer (II) Weakly asked: Is it okay to ask everyone for a monthly pass?
"Anything else? Is there anything else? Hilyakov quickly drew ghost drawings on the paper that only he could understand, and asked excitedly, "Oh, genius Zhang, think about it, what else needs to be added to this car?" Oh, my grandmother Maria, what a perfect work of art would this car be if all these ideas were realized? At this time, Shiryakov completely forgot that Zhang Lan was still just a seven-year-old child.
What did the idea come up with about your grandmother? Is it a dime to do with her? Zhang Lan was immediately hurt by Shiliakov's words.
Do you want more? Zhang Lan frowned and scratched her hair, feeling that her brains were going to be squeezed out of this guy, what else could she add, so it was good, isn't it just a firepower assault vehicle?
Fire assault vehicles? Zhang Lan was stunned, firepower assault vehicle? But there doesn't seem to be any weapons on it, where is the fire assault?
"There it is!" Zhang Lan slapped her face excitedly, "Since the purpose we designed is to use it as a special assault vehicle on the battlefield, then naturally we have to equip it with weapons." On the front luggage rack we can design a weapon mount, well, it is better that the weapon can be controlled by the driver after it is installed, so that the car can shoot while moving. ”
"In this case," Zhang Lan became excited, the weapon system of the "Falcon" special assault vehicle gave Zhang Lan an inspiration, "This kind of car is too small to fit more than three people, and the crew in the back seat is not convenient to shoot, well, then a driver-controlled weapon shooting system is needed, which needs to be connected with the firing parts of the front weapon to achieve the purpose of controlling the weapon shooting." I came up with a simple solution, for example, if we installed two machine guns in front, then we could use a mechanism to hang on the trigger of the machine gun, and then design an electric button on the driver's right hand grip, and as long as the button was pressed, the machine gun fire could be controlled. By the way, in order to prevent the driver from accidentally pressing the button and accidentally firing. We can design a safety switch on the left grip of the car, and only when the switch is turned on, the shooting button will play a role, so that it can be very effective in preventing the occurrence of false shooting due to the driver's unconscious action; Sometimes the machine gun is also required to fire in a position that gives it a firing pitch angle. So we can also shoot something on the handlebar that adjusts the pitch angle of the machine gun like an engine damper. Well, of course, you can't make two machine guns just to shoot this thing," Zhang Lan was a little worried that these technical maniacs would really make two machine guns themselves in order to make such a car, and then it would be a lot of fun. "Don't do it!"
"What's wrong with you?" Zhang Lan, who was talking, looked at the people around him who were stunned with their mouths wide open, touched their heads, their voices slowly lowered, and asked a little embarrassed.
"Hearing you say that, how do I feel as if what we've designed is just scrap that needs to be thrown in the dump?" Shilyakov smiled bitterly, "Who are we military vehicle designers?" ”
"Hehe," Zhang Lan touched her hair embarrassedly, "This, it's just that the time for your work is too short, so there are many things that you haven't thought of for the time being." I'm sure you'll think of it after a while, even if I don't say it. ”
"It's not the same," Shilyakov shook his head, "it's not a matter of time. I can see that you have an innate and amazing instinct for weapon design," he said, patting Zhang Lan lightly on the shoulder, "I believe that you will be the best weapon designer in the future!" ”
"How did you come up with these ideas?" Zhang Zongjun asked with a wry smile, his son's idea was a bit too shocking, and he used to help come up with ideas to do business. After all, the solutions he came up with were still things he had seen. Now he actually designed a weapon, although it was only a refinement of the vehicle itself, but it was enough to make Zhang Zongjun panic.
"I don't know," Oops. It seems that I don't pay attention to talking too much for a while under the excitement of my brain? Zhang Lan's heart sank, and she raised her little head and pretended to be innocent, "When I saw the car, these thoughts naturally popped out of my head." ”
"Really?" Zhang Zongjun was very skeptical.
"What else do you think?" Zhang Lan asked rhetorically, "Do you think I can still design my own weapons?" Aren't these all features added to this car? ”
"Oh," Zhang Zongjun nodded in disbelief. The doubts in my heart never dissipate.
"Oh, my dear boss," Shiryakov walked over at this time, enthusiastically putting his arm around Zhang Zongjun's shoulders, his face full of excitement, "You don't have to worry, you must know that geniuses are always different, and any genius in the world has always behaved differently since childhood." Just like Mr. Kalashnikov, the greatest king of firearms design in our country, he has been interested in mechanical products since he was a child, just like your son, and he has shown great talent. So don't worry, boss, I'm sure your son is a genius in mechanical design! ”
Kalashnikov, the old man Zhang Zongjun, naturally knows who it is, the king of the world's automatic rifles, the AK series rifle he designed has almost become synonymous with automatic rifles, and the prototype of China's Type 56 automatic rifle is imitated from the AK-47 automatic rifle designed by this old man, and the terrifying manufacturing volume of more than 100 million pieces made in the world so far also shows how good this rifle designed by this old man is. After half a century of ups and downs, this gun is still in its prime.
Zhang Lan's explanation Zhang Zongjun was a little skeptical, but Shiryakov's explanation dispelled Zhang Zongjun's doubts: yes, his son has been smart since he was a child, and maybe he really has a talent not only in business, but also in mechanical design.
Fuck, it's finally fooled! Seeing the suspicion on his father's face slowly subside, Zhang Lan secretly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead: Why did he go crazy with a hot head just now? Regarding the behavior of his head being hot, Zhang Lan pondered for a long time but still had no solution.
At dinner, like many families now, Zhang Lan's family was eating around the dining table lively, while watching the news broadcast, and the magnetic voice of Luo Jingba on TV was commenting on the current international situation.
"What's going on in this foreign country?" Yang Zhi complained while holding the rice bowl, "Why are you idle all day long?" Why is this Iraq idle and bullying Kuwait? And the United States is also eventful, what does it matter to them that two countries are at war? Isn't it enough to fight two defeats with us in North Korea and Vietnam? You have to stick a pole in it. Finally, he concluded, "In terms of counting, our country is still the best." ”
When Zhang Lan heard her mother's words, she couldn't cry or laugh: Why is the war between Iraq and Kuwait none of America's business? The United States is still living on the oil of the Middle East. And the United States and China did those two battles, it can't be said that China won, the two wars can only be regarded as a draw, and during the Vietnam War, China also fattened Vietnam, an immature white-eyed wolf, and this white-eyed wolf in turn bit China fiercely, and the Sino-Vietnamese War has only ended for a few years? But these words naturally couldn't be said, so Zhang Lan had to hold back her laughter desperately and lowered her head to pick up rice in her mouth.
One thing Zhang Lan knows very well is that no matter whether the most fundamental reason for the outbreak of the Gulf War is that Saddam Hussein stole the toilet or slippers in Bush's house, in short, the battle was decided, and in the end, Iraq lost very badly, almost losing its pants.
At this time, Luo Jing's voice on TV once again attracted Zhang Lan's attention: Affected by the news that the United States is going to attack Iraq, the price of international oil has risen by leaps and bounds, and as of today, the price of crude oil in the international market has exceeded $35 a barrel, and according to the prediction of economic experts, the price of international crude oil is likely to rise further.
Crude? As if a lightning bolt flashed through his mind, the situation in the Middle East, which had nothing to do with him, instantly became closely related to him, Zhang Lan remembered very clearly, it is now September, and by October, the international crude oil price will reach the highest point in recent years: as high as 41 US dollars per barrel! However, the price of crude oil fell rapidly after October, and by the beginning of the Gulf War on January 17, 1991, the international price of crude oil had fallen to $32 per barrel, only rising slightly to $35 in the first two hours of the war, and then quickly returned to normal levels.
How did you forget that? Zhang Lan was a little annoyed, and she didn't know if she would be able to make the biggest part of the profit now.
At this moment, the Gulf War, which originally had nothing to do with him, was quickly linked to Zhang Lan's small purse: No matter how you fight the United States and Iraq, it is certain that oil will rise first and then fall anyway, and since there is this opportunity to make money, I can't let him slip out of my hands.
As for the two of you fighting? I'll kill you! Anyway, neither of them has a good thing, it's just dog eat dog.
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