"You left that German behind, Qin?"

"Otto Novotny? Yes, I left him behind. Browning made sure www.biquge.info he had designed nothing wrong with the air-piston bolt - at least not with the drawings. ”

Qin Lang shrugged. What else? While Novotny looks like he's playing the game of the white wolf with empty gloves, it's good to have such a forward-thinking guy come and apply. The other candidates were all stuck at the current level, and there were even a few guys who used the design of the underlever bolt......

People with a pioneering spirit are always so rare.

He shrugged his shoulders again, then said to Rachel, "That guy isn't a regular employee of the company yet, though. If he can't successfully complete the task I gave him during the six-month probationary period, you can kick him out. ”

"So what assignment did you give him?"

"I asked him to design a new automatic weapon that would fire pistol bullets."

"Let me think about it," Rachel thought about it for a moment, searching his brain, "I remember that this guy applied for the job and declared that he was going to design an automatic weapon that would fire pistol bullets. ”

"Yes, that was his idea, but I gave him some specific restrictions." Qin Lang laughed, somewhat smug and deceitful, "The weight, size, firing speed, shooting accuracy, magazine capacity, and of course, reliability and price of the gun, Novotny must all meet my requirements, otherwise his design will not be qualified." ”

"Do you think he can meet your requirements?" Rachel found this to be very difficult, but she didn't put her feelings into words.

Of course she was right, Qin Lang's request was difficult to fulfill, and this was the reason why his smile was so smug and treacherous. "There are some things you should know that with the current state of metal smelting, the gunsmithing process, and the precision of the production equipment, it would be very difficult for me or Browning to develop an automatic weapon that would still weigh no more than ten pounds after a thirty-round magazine was attached."

Without high-strength steel, no stamping and spot welding processes, and no high-precision machining equipment, there is very little room for Novotny to play. The most obvious difficulty is this: an automatic weapon made entirely by milling or casting, such as the Finnish Sumi submachine gun and the more famous Thompson submachine gun, can easily weigh more than ten pounds even if it is empty without a magazine, let alone after the magazine is installed.

And Novotny was a German, and it was his people's unique nature to make simple things complex. Qin Lang didn't expect him to meet the requirements by sacrificing some minor performance.

"Mr. Novotny is probably going to have many sleepless nights. In order to come up with a solution to the problem, racking his brains, tossing and turning in bed, and staying awake all night. He guessed not without malice.

"What do you think there's any point in doing this, Qin?" Rachel thought he was doing something ridiculous, "Hiring a new gunsmith is about absorbing fresh blood, not about making you toss him as much as possible." ”

"I didn't 'toss him to the maximum,' Rachel. Mr. Novotny wants to develop a new and epoch-making weapon, which is good, but he has to pay for it. Qin Lang shrugged, "Pioneers are not so easy to do. ”

"So, you're educating him?" She didn't believe it.

"So to speak." He does not deny that "in fact, the task that Browning will take on is much more difficult." After he finishes his current work, I plan to ask him to develop a new small-caliber carbine with a single-shot burst fire pattern......"

Whatever else he didn't say, the time for the end came. "My God, can't you just put your work aside for a while?" Elizabeth walked into the dining room with some obvious displeasure on her face, "Qin, Rachel, can you talk about something else at dinner?" ”

"Of course, there are no problems, Elizabeth." Qin Lang and Rachel made an apologetic gesture at the same time, and then shook their heads helplessly. Because of their recruitment of assistants for her, Elizabeth had not been very happy to see them in recent times.

She's angry. Qin Lang and Rachel both knew. But what can they do? In addition to praying for her to return to normal as soon as possible, he can only try to meet her reasonable requests; Except to stop recruiting assistants, it's easy to say anything.

"Well," he shifted the subject, "what's for dinner today?" ”

"What else could it be? It's either Mexican food or your mystery meat, we only have two answers to choose from, always. Before Rachel or Elizabeth could answer, Yi Shui's depressed voice was already ringing in the restaurant, and then his depressed figure also appeared.

"You haven't gotten rid of your depression yet?" Qin Lang raised his eyebrows. Yi Shui's depressed mood had been going on for some time - after he learned the news of the total destruction of the Beiyang Navy, his mood became very low. Although he had known this inevitable ending for a long time, when this ending really appeared, he still couldn't turn a blind eye to it like Qin Lang.

In fact, Qin Lang did not turn a blind eye, this is simply impossible: everything that is happening is history to him, and even if he never takes the initiative to understand the situation in the Far East, he knows more than others; And his partners send a daily telegram to San Diego to keep them informed of the progress of the project.

"Everything is under control", there is a phrase at the beginning of every telegram. This means that the plan is going very well. The U.S. government has reached agreements with the British, French, German, and Russian governments in exchange for concessions and support on the issue of borrowing.

For the United States and American conglomerates, all the obstacles have been swept away, and the only thing left to do is to wait for the Qing government to sign a treaty with the Japanese government.

So Qin Lang was very aware of the current situation, but he didn't want to show it. He didn't want to irritate Yi Shui's nerves too much: the young man who loved his country could never accept how close he was to success when he happily talked to Rachel at the dinner table; That would make him emotionally uncontrollable.

In contrast, it is better to keep him in a low mood.

However, Qin Lang was not ready to comfort Yi Shui; After asking casually, he stopped looking at him. "Now that the people are here," he announced, "dinner may begin." ”

"Wait," Elizabeth called the maid first, then looked at him, "Where's Sean?" ”

He decided to follow the example of the Napoleonic Emperor of France and dine with the mercenaries of the company. So we don't have to worry about him. Rachel replied in place of Qin Lang.

"Actually, I think he just doesn't want to see luncheon meat on the table." Qin Lang joked seriously, but it didn't have any effect. Regardless of Elizabeth or Yi Shui, there was no smile on their faces. He sighed helplessly and waved for the maid to bring the dinner.

Over the next few minutes, the atmosphere in the restaurant became a bit deadly - since Elizabeth started to get angry and Yi Shui became depressed, of course, every day at dinner time. And as is customary, this damn atmosphere will last until the end of dinner.

Today, however, the situation has changed.

When a luncheon meat sandwich was placed in front of him, Yi Shui suddenly said, "I want to go back to China." ”

"What do you say you're going to do, Yi Shui? Return? Qin Lang and Rachel glanced at each other, and they both saw the confusion and worry in each other's eyes. What do you want to go back to? She asked with concern.

Yi Shui grabbed the sandwich, took a big bite hard, and said indistinctly while chewing: "Qin, lend me your sniper rifle, I'm going back to kill some people." ”

"Uh......" solves problems with guns, which is very American, isn't it? Qin Lang blinked his eyes - he could easily guess who Yi Shui wanted to kill. "Yi Shui, do you think it makes sense to do this?"

"Nope."

"Why do you think this way when you know there's no point in doing that?"

"I'm angry now, Qin, I'm going to vent!" Yi Shui waved his hands wildly in the air, fully showing how out of control his emotions were, "China was defeated by Japan, this is simply shameful!" Those guys in the court are all pigs, and they are the stupidest pigs in the world! Qin, I've had enough, I'm going to kill them all! He took another bite of the sandwich and repeated, "I'm going to kill them all." ”

"And then?" Qin Lang breathed a sigh of relief, he knew that the situation had not gotten worse - Yi Shui's remarks were just complaints that someone would inevitably have after being depressed for too long. It's easy to get rid of this negativity. "You can kill some stupid pigs, but the court will select some more stupid pigs, which makes no sense at all."

"If I were you, Yi Shui," Elizabeth suddenly interjected, "I would overthrow your emperor by force." ”

"Thank you, Elizabeth, but please be quiet for a moment." Qin Lang glared at her. Overthrowing the Qing government is a good idea, but that's not what Yi Shui should do - he simply doesn't have the ability and qualifications to do it.

Fortunately, Yi Shui was well aware of his abilities. "Elizabeth, I don't have the ability and qualifications to lead others to overthrow the imperial court." He looked at Qin Lang, "Only Qin Lang can." But he didn't want to do that. ”

"Are you sure, Yi Shui?" Elizabeth also looked at Qin Lang, "I can't see it." ”

"I'm sure he does. Among the Chinese, only he had all the conditions to overthrow the imperial court. Yi Shui said, "But he just doesn't want to do that." ”

"Why?"

"He wants to be an international arms dealer ......"

What are they talking about? Qin Lang looked at Yi Shui and Elizabeth in confusion. He smelled of conspiracy.

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