“…… As long as you can withstand the initial spiritual oppression of the Ten Killing Array, and be able to break the invasion of xenomorphic energy on the brain stem. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info do these two things, and the people in the formation do not attack and trigger the formation, then the ten killing arrays will backfire against the arrangers. Just like Tyson, he fell into the illusion of infinity and broke himself. ”

An Ji looked at Zhao Jiayan who was talking eloquently on the video, and the Ten Killing Array, the heirloom of the Nangong family, was broken clean under Zhao Jiayan's words.

This is the best part of the video, the most worthy of secrecy.

"Zhao Jiayan, you deserve to be a genius."

An Ji sighed, and edited out the last essence of the video separately, marked it with SS-level secrets, and sent it to the three places and the research institute.

Such a valuable video that may destroy a family is worthy of his own hands and marked with top secret.

In the research institute, the new dean Wang Hong looked at the blood-red SS logo document and felt relieved. This marks that Xin'ancheng's suppression and defense of the research institute have shown signs of relaxation.

I tried to apply for some sensitive resources, and the above review was quickly approved. It's not like the time when he was the dean, and he refused for various reasons.

What surprised him even more was that the resources that had not been given before were also reissued.

"You are my rose ......", the pleasant mobile phone ringed, and Wang Hong picked up the phone and glanced at the caller ID.

"Hey, hello, Your Excellency the President."

"Wang Hong, Mr. Zhao is optimistic about you and the research institute, do a good job!"

"Toot, toot......"

Wang Hong looked at his mobile phone stupidly, and after a long time, he stood up suddenly, ran out of his office excitedly, and shouted to the secretary who stood up in surprise outside the door, "Xiao Zhang, immediately notify all experts related to firearm design to go to the conference room for a meeting." Remember, it's all the experts, and they're there right away. ”

After giving the order, Wang Hong packed up and ran directly to the conference room.

A Mr. Zhao makes them independent of the world.

Mr. Zhao is rebuilt with the research institute.

It just so happened that Mr. Zhao sent a research project, the design of special firearms.

This well, how can I do it if I don't report it now. Not only to report, but also to report well, so that Mr. Zhao is satisfied.

"Using Bai's steel, a comprehensive design of a firearm. All parts are required to be made of Bai's steel, using zombie dry powder as gunpowder, and within half a meter in length. Others, there is no limit to the type of firearm, and there is no limit to the rate of fire and range. ”

Wang Hong stood in front of the projection, facing the most authoritative experts in materials and firearms design in the research institute he had summoned, and announced the project.

"I have seen Bai's steel, although this kind of steel has surpassed the existing steel in terms of hardness, compression and so on. However, the spring is not strong enough to push the firing pin at all, and it cannot be used for magazine loading. And this steel is too precious to be mass-produced. The dean called me, an old man, to study this kind of joking firearm, and asked the dean to give an explanation. Time is not wasted on such boring things. ”

An old man with white hair spoke.

Hong Hai knew that this was the most authoritative firearms expert in the research institute, and most of the existing firearms in Huaguo were made by him and his students. It can be said that this old man is the father of modern firearms in China.

"I'll explain this later, now I'll ask Elder Yan to give me an accurate word, can this kind of firearm be designed?"

Elder Yan pondered for a moment and nodded.

Wang Hong then asked, "How long will it take to produce a sample gun?" ”

"Three days, after all, I still have something on my hands, and I can't spend my time entirely on this matter."

Yan Lao Dao.

"With all your strength, can you take out a sample gun and finalize it in one day?" Wang Hong asked.

"Yes, but ......"

"Well, that's it. Wait, I'll give you a satisfactory explanation. Believing this reason is enough for you to put down everything you have in your hands and complete the design. ”

Elder Yan nodded, no longer paying attention to the affairs of the venue. Wang Hong said that he would give an explanation, so he would wait for a while. There was always not enough time, so he took out the pen and paper he had with him and went about his business.

Wang Hong smiled, Yan Lao is Yan Lao, and he never forgets his work.

"And who has a problem?"

"There is no approval for this project, will there be a problem?" An administrative official asked.

"There will be no problems, no problems will be any. Reason, I'll give it to you later. Now, if you have questions, continue to ask questions. ”

"How much money is the project?"

"Use as much as you need."

More than a dozen people in the meeting stopped asking the reason. Obviously, Wang Hong's confident appearance will definitely give them a trustworthy reason.

"The characteristics of the zombie dry powder need to be obtained from the three places, and with the tension between us and the three places, it may be ......," one of Yan Lao's students, the same white hair, but the middle-aged research director asked.

"There is no problem, whatever is needed, all three will be provided immediately, comprehensively and without reservation."

The people below looked at each other, and the three places would be so easy to talk to? Even if these researchers don't listen to the outside world and only do research, they also know that the three places are the units carefully cultivated by Xin'an City to replace the research institute.

If you don't dismantle the platform of their research institute, it's good, and will you help?

"You don't have to worry about anything else, now it's all about this project. Now for the questions. ”

“……”

Some people asked some questions, and Wang Hong gave positive answers one by one.

The venue was calm, and all the questions about firearms were fine. Everyone was waiting, waiting for Wang Hong's explanation.

Wang Hong took a deep breath and suppressed the excitement in his heart. Open a file first, "These are the approvals above, and you can see that all the resources that were not approved before have been approved." ”

Without waiting for the people below to react, he opened another file, "This is the new project plan, which has just been issued from above." Inside, there are a lot of very sensitive items. ”

Yan Lao put down the pen in his hand, he had been through ups and downs for so many years, and from these two documents, he felt that the military government's attitude towards the research institute had changed. Trust, renewed trust.

But what is the reason for the return of this lost trust?

Moreover, he also saw research on new materials after the end of the world from new projects, which were mostly top-notch in terms of secrecy.

It's not just trust, it's trust.

Why?

All the researchers looked at him, and he looked at Dean Wang.

"Why?"

Wang Hong held up his mobile phone and tapped his hand on the play button with a trembling hand.

"Wang Hong, Mr. Zhao is optimistic about you and the research institute, do a good job!"

There were words of peace and death on the mobile phone.

The pen in Yan Lao's hand fell, and he burst into tears for a while.

Standing up suddenly, he said to Wang Hong, "Don't say anything else, I will take out a sample gun and finalize it in half a day." Thank you, Mr. Zhao, for me. ”

Wang Hong was also so excited that he burst into tears, and said to Yan Lao, "Please worry about Yan Lao." ”

"I'll go first." Yan Lao wiped his tears and ran out with a group of people.

The sound of a group of people running attracted the attention of the other researchers, and as Mr. Zhao affirmed the spread of the news of the institute, the entire institute boiled.

The smiles that had not been seen for many days reappeared on the faces of these simple people.

"Please Bodhisattva bless Mr. Zhao with a long life." A lifelong atheist bowed down to the newly purchased Guanyin statue and whispered.

It was the only way he could express his gratitude. He is not familiar with firearms and can't help Zhao Jiayan.

The research institute, which was running at full capacity, took out a sample gun three hours later and completed all the steps of the design, waiting for Mr. Zhao to see if he was satisfied.

Sending the design materials over, Yan Lao waited a little apprehensively.

"Thank you, I'm very satisfied with this shot."

Looking at Zhao Jiayan's reply, Yan Lao cheered like a child.

Zhao Jiayan and Sister Bai were in the Dawn, one holding a gun in their hands.

"Bah, Bah......"

Zhao Jiayan finished firing thirty rounds of a magazine in a row, and said to Sister Bai with satisfaction, "Sister Bai, your research institute is really amazing, you can complete the design work completely according to my requirements in half a day." ”

Sister Bai played with the gun in her hand, and she said proudly, "That's it, the slave family is the dean, and this kind of trivial matter needs to be said." ”

"Haha." Zhao Jiayan laughed, "What Sister Bai said is that there are no weak soldiers under the strong generals!" ”

"Of course." Sister Bai said politely.

At this time, Yang Lan ran over in a panic and fell when she got into the car.

Zhao Jiayan helped Yang Lan up, "What's the matter?" ”

Yang Lan hurriedly got up with the help of her strength and stammered, "Brother Yan, Brother Yan, someone outside is looking for you, saying yes, yes, uncle and aunt!" ”

"Huh?" Zhao Jiayan jumped three feet high, pulled the two girls and ran.