Late at night, the Dagukou wharf was brightly lit, and the giant tower crane standing on one side slowly lifted the huge metal box behind the Volvo, and then gently placed it on the preset pedestal, Yang Feng quickly commanded his crew to fix the connecting bolts one by one.

This position is on the right side of the middle of the ship, and the Kashtan system is installed close to the side of the ship, so that the entire right side of the yacht can be included in its own defense range, and if another one is added to the left side, then a complete air defense system can be formed.

The square metal box wrapped on the outside can actually be opened to both sides, but it must be opened from the inside, and the small door that enters the interior requires Yang Feng's fingerprint recognition, and after the whole system is installed, Yang Feng opened the door and took Sun Liren in.

The huge metal monster full of sci-fi sense inside made Sun Liren's eyes almost pop out.

Yang Feng smiled and stepped forward to remove the gun cover of the rapid-fire cannon.

"Two six-barreled 30mm rapid-fire guns with a rate of fire of 10,000 rounds per minute!" The thing said proudly.

Sun Liren was a little dizzy, and then Yang Feng's next words made him a little in a trance.

"Fully automatic shooting, searching, finding, aiming, shooting are all automatically controlled, only need to manually input target data into its control system, and then start its combat mode, then any aircraft, torpedoes, and even ordinary bombs that enter its range will be torn apart by it with shells." Yang Feng stroked the barrel and said.

"How does it do this?" Sun Liren said with some difficulty, after all, this sounds too sci-fi.

"This is actually done by two systems, Europe and the United States are working hard to develop a radio detection technology called radar, but this Yanhuang laboratory is ahead of them, and it is far beyond it, this system is using this technology to find targets.

In addition, Europe and the United States are also developing a kind of data processing technology, which they call electronic computers. To put it simply, it is to use electronic technology to create a machine similar to a human brain, of course, it cannot be as complex as the human brain, but some simple tasks can be completed, they call it an electronic computer, fortunately. We are also far ahead in this regard, and the remaining problems of this weapon system are solved by this. Yang Feng said.

His words made Sun Liren still dizzy, but since this is already the most cutting-edge technology in Europe and the United States, it is normal for a military cadet to not understand it, and he pays more attention to what the eight cylinders are for.

"How's the Tornado?" Yang Feng looked at him with a smile.

"Of course it works!" Sun Liren said that he was a little dissatisfied with Yang Feng at this point, because after the Battle of Duolun, Yang Feng disassembled and packed all the rocket launchers. Then the package was sold to the Germans.

"So have you ever seen a rattlesnake in the United States?" Yang Feng asked.

Sun Liren nodded.

"How does the rattlesnake lock onto the target?"

"I've heard that it seems to be by detecting the heat of the prey's body." Sun Liren said that it seems that he has a wide range of knowledge.

"You can think of this as a combination of a Sidewinder and a rocket, and the plane in the sky is its prey, I call it a Sidewinder guided missile, or simply a missile, with a range of 8,000 meters and an altitude of 3,500 meters, as long as it is targeted. No plane can escape death! Yang Feng said.

Sun Liren has been numb since he entered this. His outlook on the world and life is constantly being attacked, even at this time, he should be regarded as a returnee with the most open vision, his mind still can't digest so many incredible things in a short time, and in front of him, this steel monster full of evil in front of him, the more he looks like a living beast. It is not a machine made by people.

As for Yang Feng, who was standing next to this beast, his body also seemed to be shrouded in an inexplicable halo, looking like a Xie Sect leader, which made people can't help but feel worship.

His reaction was naturally seen by Yang Feng, who occasionally brought his cronies to visit Future Technology. It's a very good way to solve the problem of loyalty, even Sun Liren can be hit, not to mention those big bosses, it is estimated that they are immortals, and they will also believe without doubt that who can create such a monster or a divine beast except for immortals?

Sect Leader Yang returned to Peiping quite proudly, and the next day the Soviet consul general in Peiping, who was ordered by Bogomolov, quietly came to the door, and they could not wait to see Yang Feng's long-range torpedo, but the test launch certainly could not be in the Bohai Sea, Comrade Joseph meant to go to Vladivostok.

Yang Feng agreed with this very much, and he even thoughtfully proposed that the Soviet Navy soldiers could operate it at that time, and he should know that the Ludao Type 93 torpedo was very easy to self-detonate, and he didn't want to blow up his own people, and he didn't even want to use his own ship to transport him, he meant that the Soviet cargo ship would transport it.

As for whether Comrade Joseph will hack him, he doesn't care too much about this, so that the possibility of cooperation in the future will be cut off, and Yang Feng will sell the torpedo to Adolf, which Joseph will not understand.

In fact, in the torpedo business, he did not cheat Comrade Joseph, he copied the later improved version of the 93 torpedo, that is, the so-called Type 3, although the range is not as perverted as the early model, but the safety has been greatly improved, after all, this thing is used to sell, in case it explodes during the test launch, it will have a great impact on his income.

In addition, he also specially instructed the Soviets, but the courage of the communists in this regard is always admirable, when Yang Feng handed the manual to the naval commissar who received the goods, and said that the safety of this thing is a little worse than that of ordinary torpedoes, especially when there is a danger of self-explosion when launched, the political commissar waved his hand very heroically: "The Bolshevist fighters under the leadership of the great Comrade Stalin will never be intimidated by this small danger." ”

The Soviets also knew very well that there was no pie in the sky in this world, and if there was one that fell, it would certainly not be delicious, but the temptation of ultra-long-range torpedoes was too great for them, 50 knots and 15 km, 42 knots 25 km, and 36 knots and 30 km, such data was simply against the sky.

Since they are not afraid, then Yang Feng has nothing to say, anyway, even if it explodes, it is not his own person who dies. Of course, as a cargo owner, he still needs to go to Vladivostok in person.

Hercules twin planes carried him and Bogomolov over the northeast to Vladivostok, at this time the commander of the Pacific Fleet of the Soviet Navy was Viktorov, this cargo is also one of the dead ghosts in the Sufan, Vladivostok in early summer looks good, but when he thinks that he is a half-dead ghost with one leg and one leg has entered the grave, Yang Feng always feels a little creepy.

"Mr. Yang. You don't seem to be in a good mood, are we not being well entertained? Bogomolov asked very sincerely.

"No, no, Your Excellency, I'm just a little nervous, and you know it's a multimillion-dollar business." Yang Feng pretended to say.

At this time, they were on a destroyer, and the Soviet Navy had already installed the Type 93 torpedo that had just been delivered to this destroyer, along with the launch tubes, and was nervously adjusting it according to the instruction manual provided by Yang Feng.

"Report Comrade Commander. The torpedo is ready! A major came over and saluted Viktorov.

"We don't seem to fit in here, do we? It's better to change ships and get close to the target ship so you can feel its power up close. Yang Feng said cautiously.

Bogomolov glanced at him casually, and then said to Viktorov: "Comrade commander, Mr. Yang's words are very reasonable, what do you think? ”

Viktorov hesitated and nodded, and the three of them hurriedly got on a cruiser next to them. Then he sailed directly to the target ship twenty kilometers away, and Viktorov gave the order to launch to his men next to him.

Yang Feng's heart suddenly became nervous. After all, as he himself said, this is a multimillion-dollar business, and it is also related to his relationship with Comrade Joseph in the future.

However, the character of this goods was good, and soon the signal of the successful torpedo fire came, and he breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the Type 93 torpedo does not explode when it is ignited, it will basically not explode again on the way.

Yang Feng and Bogomolov's eyes were immediately fixed on the target ship, but Viktorov was staring at the sea, and he waited for the torpedo track, and the waiting process was a bit long. Yang Feng's eyes were a little sour, and he didn't see a torpedo come after more than ten minutes.

"Mr. Yang, there won't be any accidents, right?" Bogomolov asked in a whisper, it is not uncommon for a torpedo to go out and disappear.

At the moment when he finished saying this, there was a sudden deafening loud noise, and the old-fashioned transport plane, which was used as a target ship, instantly turned into countless fragments, scattered and splashed in the flames of the explosion, and the huge shock wave pushed the sea water, and a ring-shaped huge wave suddenly expanded, shaking the boat of Yang Feng and the others violently.

"No tracks!" Viktorov clung to the railing in front of him and exclaimed in disbelief.

What does a torpedo without a track mean, even a layman like Bogomolov knows it, now the generals and political commissars of the Pacific Fleet around look at Yang Feng differently, needless to say, the speed of this torpedo is definitely more than forty knots in terms of time, and the range is also needless to say, the destroyer is still twenty kilometers away, and the power is not to be said, the target ship was directly blown to pieces, and now there is a stealth ability, what does such a torpedo mean? The weakened Soviet Navy will have the secret weapon to defeat the enemy, and there will be no need to tremble under the eyes of the huge fleets around it.

"Guys, shouldn't we go have a drink now?" Yang Feng said with a smile.

This goods came to Vladivostok not only for torpedoes, he came to prepare a retreat for Tang Juwu's men and horses, once the Anti-Japanese Union really can't stand it in the Changbai Mountains, then they must be allowed to retreat to the territory of the Soviet Union, Yang Feng doesn't want them to be the same as in history, they will be absorbed by the Soviets and then kept as cannon fodder, even if they are for themselves.

His plan was very simple: once Tang Juwu's men and horses had to retreat to the territory of the Soviet Union, then the Soviet side would arrange for them to bypass the northeast by land and then enter the pass, rest for a while, and then throw them back to the northeast by plane.

At the banquet, he tentatively raised the issue with Blyukhel, the supreme Soviet leader in the Far East.

"Mr. Yang, theoretically we must remain neutral in the war between you and Japan." Blyukhel speaks Chinese very well, after all, he was a consultant to Brother Pao, and this thing is also a guy who walked into the grave on one leg, Yang Feng looked around and was even more creepy, he found that there would be three years at most, and there seemed to be no one left of these marshals and generals around him.

What a lot of courage it must be to kill so cleanly!

"Of course. If they lay down their arms, we can receive them as refugees. Seeing that Yang Feng's expression was wrong, Bryuhel thought that Yang Feng was very dissatisfied! Said to him with a smile.

"No problem, as long as your government can allow them to enter the Soviet Union at that time, then I will persuade them to surrender their weapons." Yang Feng nodded and said, he wouldn't care about those tens of thousands of guns!

"That's fine. I will report back to Comrade Stalin, and I think he will be more than happy to help his friends in China. Brueghel said.

The problem is solved, Yang Feng naturally does not need to stay in Vladivostok anymore, he now sees everyone around him like walking zombies, and all he smells in his nose is the smell of rot.

After returning to Beiping, Yang Feng began to continue to study his arson cause, although the Japanese and the puppet people were doing their best to cover it up, but the deteriorating public security situation in the northeast was still poked out by those European and American reporters, in less than ten days. There were more than 30 armed riots in Jilin and Heilongjiang, and nearly 200 people were killed or wounded, not to mention the puppet army's Japanese garrison.

Now when you go out to grab a piece of food, you have to carry out it in a company-level unit, otherwise you won't be able to shake those bao people at all, even so, it is indispensable to be shot by black guns, because the food is insufficient. The army on the Changbai Mountain front had already begun to suffer from food shortages, and the commander of the Kwantung Army scolded the Manchurian prime minister to the core.

But there is nothing that can be done about it. They have no idea how many guns are still scattered among the people, and as long as these guns are in the hands of the people, they must continue to face this situation.

In order to get these guns out, on the one hand, they resorted to bloody methods, no matter who found the hidden guns, then the whole family was thrown into a prison to wait for death. He showed no mercy to the violent luans, and was directly executed when caught.

On the other hand, by means of inducement, whoever surrenders the gun can get a large reward.

But even this will not have much effect, first of all, anyone who dares to shoot at them. That must have put life and death out of the way, and besides, these people will not honestly wait for them to be arrested, join the Anti-Japanese Alliance, join the bandits, where can they not eat with guns in their hands?

As a result, the high-pressure policy of the Japanese embarrassed them to find that there were more and more bandits.

In this way, those who originally just hid weapons to protect themselves will not be able to hand over their guns now, even if they don't want to resist the Japanese, they have to prevent that when bandits come to the door one day, they can still have a guy in their hands to protect their wives and children.

As for the lure, it is even more of a joke, they issued that little bounty is not much, and after layers of deductions, there are even fewer of them, and it is also the banknotes printed by Manchukuo itself, and the common people have always been not interested in paper money, and if there is less, they are even less interested.

Therefore, in Yang Feng's view, the situation is a great thing, and it is the time when it is necessary to make persistent efforts, but this thing feels that just throwing a gun is a bit hidden, after all, the rifle is a thing, many ordinary people do not necessarily make it, he needs something that will be taught and more powerful.

A grenade should be the best option, just print some pictures that illustrate how to use it, and stick it on it, even a little child will use it.

But if you throw grenades, you have to think about a problem, how to prevent these grenades from being confiscated by the Japanese and thrown on the battlefield in the future, which is why he had to throw those old guns.

If you don't think about this problem, in fact, the most suitable thing to throw to the northeast should be a revolver, which is hidden, convenient, and simple, but the problem is that it falls into the hands of the Japanese, and it is also a threat to himself, and he doesn't want to fight bayonets in the future, and the Japanese soldiers will have a revolver.

The old guns don't have such trouble, even if the Japanese confiscate them, they can't use them, and even the puppet army doesn't even bother to use these rags, let alone them.

Now if you throw a grenade, you must also consider this problem, the wooden handle grenade is not valuable, he doesn't care how much he throws, but this thing can also be thrown back by the Japanese army on the battlefield, then the gain outweighs the loss.

"What if you make a batch of black powder grenades? The size is very large, and the power is enough to catch up with ordinary explosive grenades, as long as it can ensure that a normal person can be thrown ten meters away, it can be said that such a large man cannot be taken to the battlefield in any way to be ashamed, even if the gunpowder inside is pulled out, it is impossible to have any other use except for fireworks.

But in the hands of ordinary people, it is different, especially when they are bullied tightly, and they are even ready to fight for their lives, it is very useful to have this thing. ”

The thought that he would soon let the Japanese experience the treatment of American GIs in the future made him feel extremely excited, as if he could already see the scene of countless ordinary people dressed as jihadist warriors, holding black powder grenades and pounced on the Japanese patrols without hesitation.

However, the implementation of this plan is not a small difficulty, it is very simple, the raw materials are not easy to get, if he wants 100 tons of explosives, this is just a matter of one sentence, some people are vying to send him, but he wants 100 tons of black powder, this is really not easy to get.

"Mr. Yang, what do you want so much black powder for?" Li Mingde was confused by his whimsical thinking.

"You'll know what to do with this!" Yang Feng said with a smile.

"It will take some time, and now I don't use this except for fireworks, so it's not easy to buy such a huge quantity." Li Mingde said with a sad face.

"It doesn't matter, I'm not in a hurry, anyway, you try to get it, and you can get as much as you want!" Yang Feng nodded and said.

Anyway, he is not in a hurry, there are still tens of thousands of rifles in his hand that have not been thrown away, and it will not be his turn for a while. (To be continued......)