Chapter 22: The Blue of the Blade

"A mind full of reason, like a knife full of blades" – Rabindranath Tagore

At 7:34 a.m. on July 18, 2016, Harbin Institute of Technology, Harbin, Heilongjiang

Sui Zhizhi waved his arms at the gate of the school, and the security guard at the guard box looked at Jiang Huanshui in a suit and leather shoes again, and finally let him in after the registration was completed.

In the early morning, there were not many students on the road in the school, and occasionally a few girls who had been exercising in the morning looked at Jiang Huanshui with curious eyes.

There are also a few heavy game poisoners who look like they are staying up late to play games, with dark circles under their eyes and yawning expressions, walking in the direction of the cafeteria like zombies.

This is youth, recalling the happy times in the university, but a shadow of fading away appeared again, and Jiang Huanshui's mood that had just been excited dimmed again.

The ubiquitous frame lines and information flow in the field of vision are constantly scrolling and refreshing, although it is translucent, and does not directly block all implementations, but no matter the speed of appearance or the density of flickering, it is enough to cause AR augmented reality vertigo.

Fortunately, after Qinak's meticulous "teaching", careful "cultivation", precise "training", wonderful "courses", lean "improvement" and schizophrenic "orders", Jiang Huanshui's nerves are not as indestructible as titanium alloys, but also have steel-like tenacity.

After about five minutes, he finally got used to the content that appeared in his field of vision, and he would subconsciously ignore all kinds of things such as "bare claws" and "stubble stabbing on branches...... And so on only in TV and movies, the way to eliminate the threat is reminded.

While looking at the analysis of the overall weakness of the human body and the indication of the attack line, he chats and laughs with the intimacy around him.

"Well, yes, a customer please, it's not my own thing, private identity, it's not easy to find a company with a face. ”

"Playing this, there are always some violations of law and discipline, but it won't cause trouble, and it will definitely not be taken out. ”

"You're the only one you know, and you can only ask for help. ”

"Generally, factories have to ask a lot of supporting documents to get this thing, and they can't do it......"

"Ah, it's definitely impossible to take it out, such a long thing, and it's contraband, it's definitely a few months out of the incident. ”

"Don't talk about me, you have a lot of contraband, don't tell me about that one-meter-three Japanese samurai sword. ”

"It's impossible not to open the blade, isn't it a toy if you don't open the blade? ”

"Okay, okay, hurry up in the morning, and there will be a small gift for you after eating at noon. ”

......

After walking and discussing, I finally came to the studio after about ten minutes.

"The boss took the others to the factory, and they won't come back until the day after tomorrow, and I'm on duty here today. The year blade said proudly.

The studio is divided into two parts, a thick wall of heat-insulated explosion-proof fireproof glass, which divides the smelting and processing room inside and the observation office outside into two rooms of different sizes.

The smelting and processing room occupies 70 percent of the entire house area, and the remaining office is only a pitiful 30 percent.

In addition to the smelting furnace that occupies the largest area, there are several quenching, analysis and processing equipment cluttered against the wall.

The office outside is quite tidy, with a neat desk and a few black computers on it, neatly arranged materials are placed on shelves, and a row of cabinets next to it has a password fingerprint lock, which is faintly glowing with yellow fluorescence at the moment.

Jiang Huanshui looked at it, picked a table with a little less things, and put the black box on it.

After entering the six-digit password, each hand grabbed the unlocking card.

"Bang" and "Bang" two soft sounds.

Sui Zhizhi didn't sleep well last night, looked at the things in the box with slightly dark eyes, and took a slight breath.

Inside, there were dozens of pieces of metal, ranging in size from gray to silver, and the cold metal surface shimmered with different colors of metallic luster under the fluorescent lamp light overhead, and a cold smell mixed with a little mineral oil permeated the small box.

"Brother Jiang, it cost a lot of money to get this. ”

"It's a lot, this box is down, at least fifty or sixty thousand. ”

"Let me see, this is high-purity iron marked with six 9s, the last time I saw it was in my brother's laboratory; this is copper ingots, a common processing raw material; this is manganese-nickel alloy, a good thing; I rub it, I can get even elemental titanium, how to get it......"

It's not that the things inside are really precious, but as ordinary people, few people will collect so many different kinds of various metal substances that are not small in the whole.

They often appear on the workbench of the major material laboratory, the feeding rack in the equipment manufacturing workshop, and the multi-axis linkage lathe in the processing workshop.

Jiang Huanshui took out a thin piece of material from his backpack and handed it to Sui Jianzhi.

"This is the processing process and process flow, as well as the specific processing requirements, see if it is difficult. ”

At first, the eyes of the year blade were still very idle, but when he finished reading the first paragraph, the whole person became serious.

In the second paragraph, the hand grasping the material shows the intense inner activity.

In the third paragraph, the corners of the beating eyes betray the anger and dissatisfaction in the heart.

In the fourth paragraph, the stretched brow shows the inner relief.

Fifth paragraph

Sixth paragraph

......

The last paragraph.

A thin portion of material, five minutes.

"Okay, Brother Jiang, your client has done his homework. Let's be honest, where did the stuff come from, Japan or the United States, or Italy?"

"Don't guess, it's not, someone in China did it. To be honest, can you do it?"

"It can be done, but there is only one requirement. ”

"What requirements?"

"I want this document, isn't it too much?"

Jiang Huanshui thought for a while.

In fact, he was waiting for a reply from Chinak.

"Promise him" an emotionless command.

Jiang Huanshui's entire body stretched, and he said easily: "No problem, the things are yours, and the small gift is still yours." ”

"Okay, that's it!"

"Well, let's get to work!"

12:08 p.m

Jiang Huanshui stared at the eight metal creations on the table, his eyes were full of surprise.

Can it really be done?

"Snap" Sui Jian lit a cigarette, let out a long breath, wiped off the fine beads of sweat on his head, walked to the side, and lowered the air conditioner by two degrees again.

"If it weren't for Brother Jiang's document, I wouldn't have done anything for you. Once this thing is found, it basically has to go in and receive a good ideological re-education. The train and plane are unbearable, carpool and go, it's hard, it's worth it. ”

Jiang Huanshui was noncommittal, his eyes still staring at the creation on the table.

Several metal rods vary in length, the longest one is about one meter, and the shortest one is no more than 20 centimeters.

The deep black with a hint of blue shines perfectly in the light.

Jiang Huanshui picked up two metal rods and slowly twisted them along the smooth threads, and the two sections were spliced into a complete long stick, with a length of seventy centimeters.

The splicing between the two separate metal rods, thanks to the precise internal and external tapping technology, the gap between the external splicing fractures is not visible to the naked eye, and there is no obvious fault when the fingers are touched, Jiang Huanshui nodded with satisfaction.

"The tapping machine with two wires of processing accuracy can only be processed when it is not completely cooled, and the Mohs hardness of the whole structure is more than 80, and there is nothing to do with cutting iron, but it is not good to reprocess the blade, and if it is badly damaged, it can only be scrapped, and there is no possibility of repair. One of his cigarettes burned halfway, and the ashes fell.

Jiang Huanshui hummed lightly and continued to splice the remaining parts.

A minute later, the seven metal rods were completely spliced, and the entire creation appeared in front of the two people in its entirety.

It's a spear.

It is not a sniper rifle or assault rifle spear of a thermal weapon, but a cold weapon spear used by various generals and heroes in the era of cold weapons.

The spear was two meters and six meters long, just the length of an adult man standing up and raising his hand to the fullest.

The barrel of the gun is four centimeters and three taels thick, which is slightly thicker than the small cup used by the old blade to drink liquor.

The head of the gun as a whole presents a form of thin and thick in the front and slightly thicker in the back, from the projection cross-section, such as the tip of the Baile 78G+ fountain pen commonly used by Jiang Huanshui, the sharpest place is in the front, the thickest place is slightly retracted, the tail is thicker than the front, but not as thick as the middle, the length of the front and the middle tail is roughly 3.234:1 ratio, that is, the front is the narrowest and sharpest, the middle is the thickest, and the rear is bundled in the sleeve, and then connected to the barrel.

The entire head of the spear is twenty-eight centimeters six and five long, and can be quickly disassembled by means of a button-type buckle to be used as a bayonet slightly shorter than a short sword and slightly longer than a dagger.

The overall structure of the gun head is similar to the four-sided military thorn of the Type 53 rifle, with the same four bridges, but the sharpness of the tip of the gun is far greater than that of the four-sided military thorn.

With a sharp tip and a long, narrow and sturdy head, he has no doubt that if he stabs the human body with all his might, then it is not difficult to create a transparent hole.

The tail cone is a square spike about eight centimeters long, and it also has four bridges.

Jiang Huanshui pressed the two push-button buttons on the tail cone, held the bottom of the tail cone, rotated half a circle and pumped it out a little harder.

"Qiang"

Like a sword unsheathed, a long mace was drawn from the back half of the barrel of a full meter long.

It is eighty-two centimeters four or five long, with four bridges on all sides, and the top is a slightly larger thorn tip.

The body of the mace is about two centimeters thick and eighty-seven, boxy, the edge is slightly wider about five millimeters, and the whole mace is as dark as ink.

Like the spear, the long mace was also a weapon used by ancient military generals, specializing in thin but sharp light weapons such as knives, swords, and daggers.

When the blades of the two sides intersect, they can often bend or even break the sword with one blow.

The whole weapon is reasonably designed, with long spears, long maces, and short spurs, and there are special weapons for different types of opponents of different lengths.

Long-range, medium-range, and short-range are all taken into account, and the switch is extremely fast, so you can take it by surprise at any time.

"Do you have a name in mind?" said Tossy Tossed his finished cigarette into the can next to him, his eyes full of admiration and longing.

But he couldn't afford it.

The raw materials alone are already fifty or sixty thousand, not to mention the processing methods and processing materials that make him excited, as a master of metal materials, he clearly understands that the raw materials alone also need him to save at least a year without eating or drinking.

After all, it is a rich man's toy, and such a sharp weapon should be on the battlefield and not in the cupboard.

The year blade suddenly felt a little excited, because of the original love for weapons and blades, he chose this major, and even changed his name to the age of the blade.

In the past six years, I have not surfed the Internet, played games, or fallen in love, and all my blood has been swayed in this difficult and dangerous field as high as a mountain, as vast and vast as the sea, and I have burned my life with sleepless nights that I can't remember, to contribute to this building.

But now, I'm doing experiments that I don't even know the answer to, and I'm wasting my youth that I hate.

Doing what he wants to do, in the eyes of others, he is just a technician who makes toys for the rich.

"I'm not as good as those bitches in Dongguan, technicians, fucking technicians"

He suddenly felt a little anxious, but looking at Jiang Huanshui, who was still silent there, he endured this depression again.

I don't know when I can really become a craftsman, a craftsman who can control my own destiny.

Jiang Huanshui raised his head and looked at him with a faint look in his eyes, and in a trance, he seemed to see a touch of blue from his eyes.

When he looked at it again, it seemed that the faint blue had never appeared.

"Dazzling?" "Sui Jianzhi couldn't help but doubt himself, "I guess I stayed up too late, and I have to come back to make up for sleep after eating at noon." ”

The year blade shook his head and secretly made a decision.

"No, you are the creator, according to the ancient rules, the craftsman has the right to name the work, you name one"

When the blade heard this, he was quiet for a while, and said slowly:

"It's as dark as a prison like a yellow spring, and it's dark and blue. Guns, maces, and thorns are all sharp weapons for conquest, but unfortunately it is now an era of peace, and there is no need to fight and kill, no matter how perfect it is, it can only become an ornamental handicraft on the shelf, and the sorrow of weapons. ”

"Let's call it [Sifang Gu]!"

"Hmm" Jiang Huanshui nodded secretly, a very apt name, "I can't eat when I stop the cup, I can't eat it, I draw my sword and look around."

A few days later, he wanted to pull the idea out of his head and throw it on the ground and smash it to pieces.

"Come with me, last week we bought a laser etching machine, I'll go add an inscription to it"