Yan Ming felt that he was too irresponsible for his two children.

From the moment they were born, he did not take them with him, nor did he personally teach them for a few days.

In the years of running career, except for turning all his knowledge and hobbies into words, he has not left anything more.

The two children, growing up on their own, turned out to be good.

Yan Ming didn't know whether to be shocked or shocked.

"Let's go, let's see what they've done."

After calming down, Yan Ming got up and walked out with Han Yan.

"Actually, it's quite a big deal. You also know that since the elder Chen and Mo Zheng started to study trains, they let Yunzhong follow around. Their guns, made a lot. ”

Han Yan said with a little flicker.

Yan Ming nodded and said, "Little child, be playful." It's unusual to make something you like and improve it. No fuss either. ”

The two men walked as they spoke.

Han Yan wanted to speak several times, but finally said it: "It's not just something I like." ”

"Huh?"

Seeing Han Yan's flickering words, Yan Ming suddenly felt that things were not simple.

"How much is that?"

Yan Ming was mentally prepared and asked.

Han Yan paused for a moment and said, "The guns he made can already equip the army of New Taipei City. ”

"Nonsense!"

Yan Ming was furious. What kind of firearms can a small child make? A New Taipei City is also equipped.

Why didn't he come back and see a soldier with this firearm on his back?

In fact, Yan Ming has long studied the best and most advanced firearms drawings.

In his previous life, although he was not a gun enthusiast, he was a hobbyist.

Likes cold weapons and hot weapons.

Otherwise, they would not be able to understand the design and manufacture of military crossbows.

The general principles of firearms are not too difficult for people who have learned some machinery in later generations.

It's just that the average person doesn't have anything machined, so they can't make guns.

Today, New Taipei City has Da Lao Chen's iron-smelting factory and mechanical processing workshop.

It's not difficult to make the parts of a gun.

"The two bear children improved their flintlock pistols and thought it was amazing. Count them down later. Then take out the real firearm drawings, and use the barrel of the flintlock pistol to quickly batch some advanced guns of later generations. It can become the support of New Taipei City. ”

Yan Ming pondered.

Nowadays, the recruits of the Han Dynasty have learned to use flintlock pistols.

However, they do not have the advanced machining technology of Yanming, so they cannot mass produce.

Originally, Yan Ming planned to hand over all these things to Liu Che.

But there has been no time.

The last time he returned, Yan Yunzhong had revealed in and out of his words, asking Yan Ming to keep some skills and not to talk about it.

Now look at these two children have long been ambitious.

It's a good thing that the child is ambitious, but Yan Ming feels that these two guys have bypassed him as a father, and he is a little unhappy.

Academy of Sciences, now expanded.

The small building that used to be used for scientific research has now taken over a huge warehouse in the back.

Han Yan took Yan Ming to the design institute, walked directly through those small buildings, and went straight to the warehouse behind.

As soon as he passed through the small building, Yan Ming saw the door of the warehouse behind him, where Yan Poyu, Yan Yunzhong and Mo Zheng were there.

Seeing Yan Ming coming, the three of them quickly greeted him.

Yan Poyu and Yan Yunzhong knew that today was the day of a showdown between the two of them and their father, and they both knelt down.

Mo Zheng and Yan Ming clasped each other's fists and saluted.

"Tell me, what's wrong?"

Yan Ming put on his father's serious tone.

"Dad, that's it, we made ......"

As soon as Yan Poyu's words came out, he was interrupted by Yan Ming.

"You made a gun, didn't you?"

Seeing that Yan Ming already knew, he looked at Han Yan who was smiling on the side.

The two children knew that Han Yan had already told their father.

Looking at Yan Ming's expression, he didn't seem to be very angry.

"Actually, this matter was begged for a long time before I studied it with them. Later, it was also approved by the Academy of Sciences. I think it's really practical, so I let Lao Chen batch it. ”

Mo Zheng said.

Yan Ming did not express an opinion, in his mind, no matter how good the flintlock pistol was, it could not compare to the modern rifle he wanted to build.

Although it is a little late to start building now.

But in the real war, in the face of the officers of the Han Dynasty, as long as there are thousands of troops, it is enough to kill the general.

The soldiers will be defeated by the death of the commander.

Fortunately, the materials on the flintlock pistol can be used. Otherwise, Yan Ming would really be angry.

The weapons that can equip the entire New Taipei City army, so much metal and steel are wasted, it is not a matter of family law.

"Let's go, let's see what the two guys have done that can make you pass the case and mass production."

Yan Mingpi said with a smile.

Yan Ming was in front, and several people followed behind and walked to the warehouse.

This piece of warehouse is a military stronghold.

It was guarded by soldiers from New Taipei City.

These soldiers were all carrying military crossbows, and when they saw Yan Ming coming over, there was a look of respect and admiration in their eyes. They all gave gifts.

The advantage of New Taipei City is that no matter how high or low, it is good to meet and hug your fists.

Yan Ming also smiled at a few soldiers and returned the salute.

"Open the door."

Mo Zheng waved his hand and said.

The soldier immediately took out the key and opened the door to the warehouse.

After he opened the door, Yan Ming found that there was another layer of doors inside.

Yan Yunzhong and Mo Zheng walked up, only to see that there was a lock inside.

This lock is different from other locks, it has a number on it, and it can be toggled.

"Combination lock."

Yan Ming rubbed his eyes, he didn't expect there to be such a lock.

I saw that Yan Yunzhong entered a password first.

Mo Zheng turned his back to Yan Yunzhong, and when Yan Yunzhong finished typing, he turned around to enter the password.

Seeing the two of them doing like this, Yan Ming was a little confused.

For a moment, he had the feeling of watching a movie.

It seems that this plot can only appear in movies.

With a click, the combination lock opened.

Mo Zheng and Yan Yunzhong, one left and one right, slowly opened the door with a slight force.

It was as if it had been sealed for a long time. But it doesn't smell like dust.

The smell of grease greeted me.

The smell of anti-rust oil of the machine made Yan Ming feel like he had returned to his first work workshop.

There was a smell of oil everywhere, and even in the hair, in the fingerprints, it was black and greasy.

Yan Ming can't forget this taste. Deep into the bone marrow.

Pieces of cotton cloth wrapped around firearms.

Maybe because the cotton cloth was wrapped very thickly, Yan Ming couldn't see the appearance of those guns at all.

Inside, there are some chests, wooden, similar to later ammo boxes.

"It's a pity for the gunpowder."

Yan Ming sighed and walked in.

Picked up a gun wrapped in cotton cloth, put it on the table next to it, and pulled off the cotton cloth as soon as he pulled it.