Claude's face was very ugly, his eyes were dark, and his eyes were blood-red. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Yi Shui felt that he hadn't slept for days—or more, probably—and he couldn't help but wonder, what trouble was the weapons development department going on, or a research project so important that its head would be so tired?

He was about to think about it, but Mr. Wan Essential Oil didn't give him time.

He took a step forward and said with joy and joy: "Mr. Qin, Mr. Yi, thank God, you are finally here." ”

Even Qin Lang was confused by his attitude, and no longer understood the current situation—he originally thought he was very clear. "What's wrong here, Mr. Claude?" He asked, half-jokingly suggesting a hypothesis: "Did you blow something up?" ”

"Or someone." Yi Shui added, alert.

Claude immediately realized that his words had misled them. Smiling apologetically, he explained, "There have been no incidents here, sir, but I'm afraid that if you had been a little later, my men might not have made it that far." They haven't been home for a month and haven't been well rested. ”

"So do you, Mr. Claude." Yi Shui said.

Claude laughed again. "I have a little bit more breaks than everyone else."

"I doubt it." Yi Shui then asked, "What are you doing?" ”

"Research on new types of weapons." Qin Lang answered this question in place of Claude. He knew what the weapons development department had done in recent months, because they were the very tasks he had assigned to the agency.

Urgent tasks, with a not-so-long deadline, so Claude and his men had to work all day, working overtime continuously.

In the end, all of these tasks were kept strictly secret, and even Rachel and O'Connor were not clear about what research was being done in the company's weapons development department, let alone Yi Shui.

"A new type of weapon? What new types of weapons? Just as Qin Lang foresaw, he was so surprised and so curious, with an expression that he couldn't wait to find out the answer.

He turned his face sideways and motioned to Claude, "Take us to the sample showroom, and by the way, let all of your people go home." Today we do not need to watch a demonstration of weapons. ”

"No, sir?"

"Yes, Mr. Claude, no." Qin Lang said affirmatively.

"Thank you very much, sir, I will let them know immediately." Claude said as he opened the entrance door to his department and made a "follow me" gesture. "Please follow me."

After speaking, he walked in the door, and then Qin Lang and Yi Shui followed.

Yi Shui originally expected that they would immediately see a whole bunch of machines, tools, materials, and weapon parts, just like when the Great Viper Weapons Company was founded. All they saw, however, was a straight hallway that led directly to the end of the building, with doors and glass windows on either side of the hallway. It was only through these glass windows that he could see what he thought he could see, all neatly arranged, surrounded and fiddled with by some of the staff.

As he looked closely, Claude's voice sounded next to his ear. "Very early on, we rezoned it. The light weapons department, the heavy weapons department, the ammunition department, all separated, and then more delicately divided. ”

He stopped, called a staff member who was sleepwalking in the corridor, told him Qin Lang's words and asked him to convey them to each of his colleagues, and then sent the guy who immediately became elated. But instead of continuing, he waited a few seconds before he continued: "Now, there are more than four hundred staff members in the entire department, and if you don't divide these people into several parts, it will be a mess. ，”

"Mess?"

"You don't know, in recent times, the relationship between Browning and Novotny has become a little ...... Nervous. It was Qin Lang again, who answered the question in place of Claude.

In Claude's opinion, his answer was too understated, and did not paint a picture of the actual situation at all - the relationship between Browning and Novotny was by no means "a little" strained - but Qin Lang was the boss, and Claude could only continue to say what he wanted.

"Novotny claims that Mr. Browning's automatic rifle was not a true automatic rifle because it had a heavy muzzle jump and a lot of recoil when it was fired in bursts. He then said that he could design a true automatic rifle with a .223 carbine and the '' air-piston bolt structure. These remarks made Mr. Browning a little angry. Claude sighed secretly. Somewhat angry? Are you kidding!

And Browning's reaction was not the most serious problem, but the reaction of the members of the project team he led -- and the members of the project team led by Novotny. It's these fools who jump to the front desk themselves and make a mess of the whole thing.

Claude recalls the first time the conflict took place. For a moment, he even thought that armed security would have to be brought in to finally put it down - but thankfully, at the most critical moment, Browning and Novotny managed to hold the dog on a leash - and no one could think of it as a trivial matter.

Only Qin Lang. He looked at his boss. Only he can maintain that nonchalant mentality.

Only God knows what this is.

Claude didn't know that although the conflict between Browning and Novotny was not expected by Qin Lang, it would not surprise him: in the company, Browning had a small amount of special power, was respected, and sooner or later caused the envy of others. It's just that he didn't expect things to evolve so quickly, and that person turned out to be Novotny.

After all, he also lacked the qualifications to challenge Browning, designed too few weapons, and even less succeeded.

He shouldn't have done that, too soon.

After a final sigh, Qin Lang began to speak: "So we can only separate the group led by Browning and the group led by Novotny. However, the regrouping of the weapons development department was done much earlier, not because of the mess that our staff had made, as Mr. Claude had claimed, but because it would make the whole department look more concise and efficient, and it would also prevent one staff member from having too much access to secrets. ”

"Really?" Yi Shui pointed to the glass windows on both sides of the hallway and said, "At least I can see what the people in each room are doing." ”

"That doesn't make much sense, Mr. Yi." "Of course we're still paying attention to it." When we work, we close the curtains so that no one can see inside. There were four security guards at each end of the corridor, and two groups of security guards patrolling back and forth. If someone was in the hallway, there was no way he could escape surveillance. ”

Yi Shui showed a suddenly realized expression and nodded. "In that case, I can rest assured." Then he turned to Qin Lang, "What's the deal with the new automatic rifle that Novotny intends to design?" ”

"I haven't seen the results yet." Qin Lang shrugged.

"What do you think he's going to make?" Yi Shui glanced at Claude. Now, this Mr. "Wan Essential Oil" was a bit in the way, because he had to ask Qin Lang for confirmation by hinting rather than directly explaining. "You know, it's just, yes......"

He hadn't come up with the words yet, but Qin Lang knew what he wanted to say: whether what Novotny was going to design would be the kind he had used before.

The answer is, absolutely not - .223 caliber bullets and an air-piston bolt, and if Novotny were going to combine the two, he could get at most something like a "Galil" rifle, or worse, but not a HK416, and certainly a CAR-15 - because it used an air-blown bolt.

Of course, in any case, the weapons designed by Novotny will not be lighter than the "Galil" rifle, and the metal materials and manufacturing processes are always unsolvable problems, and Browning cannot get around them, and the same is true of Novotny. The advantage of his new weapon is simply that it has less recoil.

That doesn't make much business sense.

Qin Lang was not optimistic about the prospects of the weapon: it was impossible for the army to purchase a weapon that would quickly deplete ammunition reserves, leading to increased pressure on military spending and logistics, but at the same time it was not suitable for either a rifle or a machine gun. With a bit of luck, the Novotny design could turn into another new toy for the gangsters, which could have a positive impact on UMBRELLA's police training program, but also reduce sales of carbines, submachine guns and Browning automatic rifles.

Novotny's plan won't end too well.

It's just that he can do it. There is no need to intervene, if he succeeds, it will be the success of the company, but if he fails, it is his own problem.

Taking a step back, if the weapons he designed had decent performance, the company could produce small batches and use them to equip mercenaries, perhaps the militias in Guangdong and the new army of the Qing government.

Qin Lang wasn't worried at all—there was nothing to worry about.

But he didn't say what he thought. Yi Shui was still thinking about the words he was going to use, but they were already standing at the door of the weapons showroom.

It was a steel gate that looked very heavy, and a security guard stood on the left and right sides, saluting them.

"Open the door." Qin Lang ordered.

The security guard on the right immediately complied. He pulled out the key, inserted it into the keyhole, and spun it four times until he heard a slight "click". He then pulled the door open with the security guard on the left.

A small room appeared in front of Qin Lang and Yi Shui, but it was not a weapons showroom. Yi Shui saw the second steel gate, as well as two other security guards.

"I've got to say, you're just going crazy." He muttered, "Make this place like a bank's vault." ”

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To add a note that was forgotten in the previous chapter: the music of the Marine Corps hymn was composed in 1859, the United States Marine Corps got the copyright in 1891, and in 1929 a new lyrics were written for it (as you see it now), and in 1942, "in.air" was added before the third line in order to highlight the status of the Marine Corps Air Force (to be continued, if you want to know what happened next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (To be continued.) )