Shoot, count shots, plot graphs, find out the average muzzle kinetic energy of all sample rounds...... Yi Shui temporarily left his beloved "Agile" and began to lead a testing team. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I'm like a panacea," he said, "and where there's a shortage of manpower, you'll put me on top." ”

"Are you complaining, Yi Shui?" Claude didn't look at him, but concentrated on assembling an improved "Anaconda" pistol that could fire Balabellum pistol rounds.

"No, Mr. Claude, I'm not complaining, I'm just stating a fact." Yi Shui shook his head. Grumble? Although he was indeed a little unhappy with Qin Lang's arrangement, it was not bad enough for him to complain - after all, there were still many panacea figures in the company.

Like Claude.

"Speaking of panacea...... In fact, so did I. Claude sighed, then lifted the assembled pistol up and lowered it to the sun, admiring it with a satisfied gaze, "I love this cute toy, it is delicate, elegant, reliable, and much more faithful than a woman." ”

Claude's wife ran away from home, which is almost an open secret in the upper echelons of the company. Now it seems that this incident has obviously left some indelible shadows in his heart, but it seems a little inappropriate to make such a comment in front of a good young man who is not yet married.

Yi Shui shrugged his shoulders disapprenously.

Claude noticed the look on his face and chuckled. "You'll see later how right my opinion is. But for now, let's get to work at once, or we don't know when this will end—" he looked at the forty boxes full of bullets that lay aside, "there are at least ten thousand rounds here." ”

Apparently, he still doesn't know his boss well. Since Qin Lang had decided to carefully select a commodity that could be produced for at least a hundred years, he would never test it with just 10,000 rounds of ammunition.

"It's 20,000 rounds." "And this is just a part of the bullets that we need to test." ”

"How many bullets are we going to test?"

"Forty thousand rounds."

"Forty thousand rounds?" Claude cried. He quickly made a calculation, the entire test team had a total of 120 members, of which 50 were responsible for firing guns, that is, each gunner needed to fire...... Eight hundred rounds.

Eight hundred rounds wasn't a lot, but he still felt incredible. "Why are we shooting so many bullets?"

"It's a complex math problem." Yi Shui sighed. "To put it simply, Qin Lang hopes to minimize the error, so he decided to take the average of the test data based on one thousand for each bullet."

"I don't like the idea at all." Claude shook his head. Test bullets are not a target in the general sense, you can't shoot all the bullets in one go, but you have to shoot slowly, one after the other, and there must be a long enough interval before the two shots for someone else to record the data.

The problem is that now there are 40,000 rounds of ammunition, and who knows when they will all be fired?

"Oh my God," he lamented, "I'm an employee of Umbrella, but now I'm going to spend all my time working at Viper—"

"You're a panacea, Mr. Claude, and you'll be put there where there's a shortage of manpower." Yi Shui said in a tone that was by no means more than mocking, "And, soon...... Maybe tomorrow, you'll no longer be an employee of Umbrella. ”

"The boss is ready to fire me?"

"Of course not, I just want to tell you that the company has decided to transfer you to the weapons research department of the Great Viper. The official notice will probably be delivered to you tomorrow. ”

"Whose idea was this?" Claude looked confused, "Why haven't I heard anything at all?" ”

"It was Qin Lang's idea. He found a more suitable person to take over your job at Umbrella. Yi Shui made an apologetic gesture, but Claude didn't seem to care. When he entered the company, Qin Lang said that he would replace his job with a more suitable person in the future - and now, he has found a more suitable person.

Despite being a little uncomfortable, Claude didn't want to complain about anything, he just wanted to know who that more suitable person was. "Who will replace me?"

"A lieutenant colonel."

"What, a lieutenant colonel?" Although Claude looked down on the Army at all times, a lieutenant colonel was still a great man in his eyes. And now, such a big man is going to work at Umbrella? This is breaking news.

Although Qin Lang had been surprising him all the time, so much so that he had already felt a little numb, this time, Claude was still extremely surprised. "God, who is this big man?"

"Desmond•Harrington, formerly of the War Department."

"I know him, he's just been to San Diego to negotiate with the company." Claude's surprise was rightly exacerbated. Who can believe it? An army lieutenant colonel who had negotiated with the company on behalf of the War Department a few weeks ago became a senior employee of the company in an instant. This kind of thing is too dramatic.

"Boss, huh...... How did he convince Lieutenant Colonel Harrington to join the company? He wanted to know.

"Oh, actually, it's not Qin Lang's credit." Yi Shui said, "It was Lieutenant Colonel Harrington who took the initiative to contact the company. ”

"When?"

"Four hours ago."

Four hours ago, just as Qin Lang was assigning him a new task, the secretary brought a telegram from Lieutenant Colonel Harrington. Mr. Lieutenant Colonel said in the telegram that he had a friend who had recently retired from the army who wanted to work for Umbrella, but it was not clear whether they would be willing to hire an army officer as a military adviser, so he had been asked to inquire about it......

Of course, everyone knew that his "friend" was just a fictitious prop used as a disguise, and Harrington's telegram indicated only one thing: he wanted to work for Umbrella.

This surprised Qin Lang and Rachel, and even with their intelligence, it was difficult to understand why Mr. Lieutenant Colonel wanted to work in the company. But in reality, Lieutenant Colonel Harrington made this decision solely because he had problems that every serviceman encounters in peacetime.

He will soon be retiring.

He had long since reached and exceeded the upper limit of his length of service, and unless he could be promoted to colonel, he had to retire. Harrington could have been promoted, and even when he left Washington for negotiations in San Diego, the matter was on the agenda. Now, however, the black cauldron he carried for the War Department completely cleared his hopes of getting promoted.

Because of that black cauldron, for a long time no one dared to propose his promotion to colonel, and he could not wait any longer. So Harrington had no choice but to retire and return to his hometown in Virginia to live out his old age on the farm...... At least the gentlemen of the War Department want him to do so.

Harrington, however, was reluctant to do so.

First of all, the lieutenant colonel thinks that he has not yet reached the end of his old age, he is only fifty years old, he is still full of energy, and he wants to do more; Secondly, he did not like the dull and boring quiet life of rural Virginia, he only liked the noisy and busy barracks and offices; Finally, the ...... of the War Department Even to put it mildly, the practice of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge made him very angry.

He had great hopes for the rank of colonel, but that hope was dashed by the unwillingness of the War Office bureaucrats to take responsibility, and he had to retire immediately—of course, Harrington did not want to complain about the injustice he had suffered, but he felt that the War Office should give him a small compensation.

To be exact, he wanted to get a medal.

For professional soldiers, promotion and medals are always something they relentlessly pursue...... The honor of the military, and no one can make an exception in this. When hopes of promotion are dashed, Harrington wants a medal as compensation, and it is natural that it is a matter of course.

However, medals are not something that can be awarded at will. If Harrington had been Comrade Brezhnev, he would have awarded himself the title of Hero of the Soviet Union four times in a row - but he was only a lieutenant colonel in the US Army.

If he was not eligible for the medal, he must not have been able to receive the medal, and Lieutenant Colonel Harrington happened to be not eligible for the medal.

No one agreed to award him a medal, not even a suggestion.

The lieutenant colonel was depressed, he had served in the army for thirty years, but in the end he lost the opportunity to be promoted to colonel because of a mistake that had nothing to do with him, and then he was not compensated as he deserved, and he felt that he should do something for himself.

He decided to work for Qin Lang and Rachel's company.

Harrington thought it was a good idea. Working at Umbrella would solve all the discomforts he faced after retiring from military service, and it would make the War Department bureaucrats uncomfortable: these two shrewd businessmen would continue to deal with the War Department frequently, and with the help of a retired officer who was familiar with the situation, they could have an even greater advantage.

Then those guys will realize their mistakes, and their expressions will be very exciting.

Harrington wished he was next to him then.

……

"When will Lieutenant Colonel Harrington arrive in San Diego?"

"Are you in a hurry, Mr. Claude?" Yi Shui asked rhetorically.

"I'm not in a hurry," Claude shrugged, "but Mr. Lieutenant Colonel must be in a hurry." ”

He was quite right. A week later, when the news of the official signing of the Treaty of Shimonoseki reached San Diego, Harrington arrived.

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