Maybe it's a common problem of men, while Qin Han was thinking about the relationship with Ryoko, Lin Qingyu's pretty face still appeared in his mind from time to time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Both girls Qin Han like, what to do, how to say it, is also a tangled problem for Qin Han. But no matter how entangled Qin Han was, time would not stop because of this, and the convoy finally arrived at the Changjing County Railway Station five days later, but the question of the two girls still hadn't been figured out, so it was better to leave it to fate.

After sending half of the squad away, Qin Han contacted the base through the office of the independent regiment in the county seat, asked them to send a driver to drive, and then rushed into the house to sleep.

I haven't had a good rest for nearly a month, and I finally got to my own land, even if there is something big, I have to wait for Lao Tzu to sleep enough.

Qin Han slept soundly, not knowing that the base had already made a noise because of what he left behind.

"Minister Yuan, you are not doing this fairly, how can we use two calculators in our aviation institute, and we must add one more anyway."

"Minister Yuan, their aviation department is just doing preliminary research, why do you want to transfer people from our engine institute, we don't have enough manpower for ourselves, how to give them to them!"

"Minister Yuan, let's give us 10 kilowatts of capacity, it's too time-consuming for the machines to start in turn."

Minister Yuan ......."

"Stop, stop. What's all the noise? Rebellion? You can't say anything one by one, and you can't talk about anything! ”

Yuan Fuli felt that his scalp was fried, and his temples jumped straight down, and he knew that he shouldn't have looked at Qin Han pitifully and took this job. How good is it to do your own research? , why be chased behind the ass by these bastards every day like now.

Seeing that everyone stopped talking, Yuan Fuli looked at Qian Tong, who had always had something to say, and said after a while: "Second battalion commander, you say, what's the matter." ”

The room full of cultural people, just a big old man, the second battalion commander was also a little sneering, and said in a semi-consultative tone: "Then, what, can you take a rotation with other battalions, our battalion hasn't trained well for a week!" ”

"Second battalion commander, don't do this, you are also serving you, and you will use the weapon first, right?"

"Second battalion commander, didn't you say that when you took 40 fires from us!"

My head started to hurt again, and I finally understood why Ma Shuren looked like he was going to die every time he had a meeting, and no one could stand this posture!

Just when Yuan Fuli was anxious, the door of the conference room was pushed open.

"Oh, it's so lively! Lao Yuan, the meeting of your research department is no worse than that of the combat unit! Ma Shuren pushed the door into the house and almost choked on the smoke inside, not making fun of Yuan Fuli.

Yuan Fuli was so angry that he almost jumped up from the chair, rolled his eyes and said: "Old Ma, your old boy will make fun of Lao Tzu again, beware of the next meeting Lao Tzu will bring the people from the research department over!" ”

When these intellectuals held a meeting, they were no worse than the combat units, and they still slapped the table and waited for their eyes when they were in a hurry. There's no way, these old killers have been around for a long time, and intellectuals are also "Lao Tzu, mother's" often on their lips.

Yuan Fuli often sighed in the past few days that the school's more than ten years of education have been ruined in dozens of days when they reach the independent regiment!

"Don't don't, I'm just kidding, don't take it ......seriously." Ma Shuren hurriedly refused, he didn't want his conference room to become a den of bandits, but he didn't want to finish a sentence, and the other researchers quit.

"Captain Ma, how can you be like this, why are we researchers so unwelcome to you? Can't go to the meeting yet? ”

The head is as big as a bucket is not enough to describe Ma Shuren's mood at the moment, who is he provoking and provoking whom, isn't it just a joke? In order not to react so much, in order not to let himself be set on fire, Comrade Lao Ma hurriedly diverted the topic.

"Lao Yuan, that kid from Qin Han is back, and he really got the bullet production line back, just now I have sent someone to Changjing County Station to pull the equipment, do you think we should go to meet it?"

"Go, must go, that kid has made such a great contribution, he must go and greet him." The words are heartwarming, but it sounds like a gritted tooth.

I have to say that Qin Han underestimated the ability of intellectuals in this era to act, he slapped his ass and went to Mongolia to find the Soviets, leaving a mess for Yuan Fuli, although he left a lot of information, but the feasibility study was completed within a few days of his departure.

In addition, Qin Han came up with all the technologies and theories that were actually mature, and there were many theories that had not even appeared at that time, which made the researchers of the research department crazy deductions and calculations like chicken blood, and greedily absorbed the knowledge that was ahead of this era.

Many things in the Qin and Han dynasties were written in general terms, and derivation, calculus, and experiments became the biggest work of the research department every day, and the supply of calculators and electrical energy immediately became strained. Researchers chased after Yuan Fuli's ass every day to ask for this hardware resource, and the old Comrade Yuan wanted to snatch the guards' guns and kill these bastards many times.

Qin Han is back, this bastard is finally back, and now he can finally throw this mess to him again.

When Qin Han saw a large number of people in front of him, he was taken aback, and almost thought that it was bandits who came to attack the base, and only then did he let go of his heart when he understood Ma Shuren and Ding Dashan in front of the team.

"Old Ma, Old Ding, I'm back." After Qin Han, who got out of the car, gave and greeted the two of them one by one, he said happily, but he didn't see Lin whispering, and he was a little disappointed.

"It's good to come back, stinky boy, I haven't heard from you for so many days, but I'm worried about us to death." Qin Han left for nearly a month at once, which made Ding Dashan, who was used to asking Qin Han about something, very uncomfortable, and it was also extra enthusiastic to see him come back.

"By the way, why are there so many people?" Although Qin Han sometimes felt that he was quite rare, it was still quite unreliable for reason to tell him that he was welcomed by thousands of people.

"The soldiers are very happy to know that you have brought back the bullet production line, except for those who have patrol and guard tasks, they have basically come down, and the cavalry station is far away, but I am afraid that they will have to come."

Ma Shuren has been smiling toothless, how many years, the days without logistics have been enough, in the past, he only relied on some obsolete weapons and seizures provided by Lao Maozi to do with the Japanese, and often had to calculate the ammunition to fight, and many times he could have won the war, but he had to withdraw because of the problem of ammunition.

Qin Han hesitated and thought about it, looked at the soldiers who carried the equipment into the mountain with only one shoulder, and finally said: "Old horse, the soldiers are happy I know, but these things are dead and heavy, and we don't have big animals, why do we need people to carry them?" ”

The faces of the soldiers are full of happy smiles, full of energy, the small tree with a thick bowl mouth is cut down and made into a pole for lifting equipment, and the equipment weighing 100 pounds is 5~6 people are lifting, and a little paint is touched off.

In order to make it easier for equipment and people to pass, even a big tree with a thick hug was brought down by these madmen in ten minutes.

Ma Shuren took a deep breath, spit out slowly, and said in a somewhat heavy voice: "Xiao Qin, I thank you for them first." You know what? We have never had our own logistics, we have never used our own bullets. So ......, let them carry it, because they are not lifting machines, they are ......! ”