"Well, can you do that?" Zhang Wanhe is also nervous now.

He kept blinking his eyes, as if he had sand in his eyes.

“…… I guess that's fine. Gu Ming hesitated for a moment and replied.

This gun is indeed made according to the specifications, and logically speaking, no matter what kind of extreme environment, there should be no problem.

However, after all, this gun was not made from advanced military machine tools, nor did it come off a standard assembly line.

It is the workers of the 451 Machinery Factory, who use their eyes to measure distance, use simple machinery, and build it by hand.

Seeing that the rifles in front of him had been eliminated so badly, he was a little unconfident now.

"Don't be, now everyone is pinning their hopes on your sample gun, you have to promise me."

Zhang Wanhe's eyes kept blinking.

When he's nervous, or when he's drinking, he can't help but blink, and he keeps blinking.

At the same time, Gu Ming also noticed that the technicians of those machinery factories, including the person in charge of the group, had a pair of eyes full of anticipation, and they all fell on him.

Even a few bigwigs on the stage stared at themselves like light bulbs.

Gu Ming felt like a thorn in his back, and there was obviously nothing on his shoulder, but he seemed to be pressed on his back by Mount Tai.

"Andrey sample!"

"Start testing!"

The operator glanced at the big-nosed, yellow-haired old man, took the rifle from the assembly table, loaded it, soaked it well in the sink, and then prostrate himself in the firing position.

"Start shooting!"

The gunfire followed the trigger.

After a few shots, the water splashed out of the barrel of the gun as the air compressed.

After the next two, the operator changed to automatic mode again, pulling the trigger without releasing it.

The bullet suddenly vented, and there were countless bullet holes on the humanoid target.

In the test in the water environment, whether automatic or semi-automatic, this sample gun developed by Lao Maozi Andre can complete the task excellently.

This has never been done in the previous tests of several sample guns.

Old Maozi Andrei started chatting with the translator nonchalantly.

André didn't seem to care about the outcome of the match, as if he had decided that he had won, and happily talked to the translator next to him about what to write, and laughed from time to time.

The translator nodded awkwardly, smiled awkwardly, and kept dodging his gaze as he looked around.

The operator looked at the instructor.

The instructor nodded, waved his hand, and said, "Start the grit test!" ”

Next, the operator replaced the drum and reloaded it.

After fully agitating in the yellow sand, he came to the firing point.

The first is semi-automatic.

With the trigger being pulled down, the bullet was discharged without any problems.

The operator switches to a burst and pulls the trigger.

Bullets continued to erupt from the muzzle, but before the bullets were finished, the body of the gun stopped abruptly.

The operator was stunned and pressed the trigger again.

In the body of the gun, there was a continuous 'click' sound.

For a time, everyone's attention was on Andrei's sample gun.

Andrei himself also rarely stopped talking, looked at his sample gun seriously, and kept stroking his chin.

At the signal of the instructor.

The operator tried to pull the bolt again, but the bolt was very jerky and obstructed, and after repeated attempts, it was able to pull and fade out of the cartridge case.

Another attempt was made to pull the trigger, and this time the bullet was able to vent again, unimpeded.

"It's just a small flaw." Andrei's voice was conveyed through the translator's mouth: "It is caused by the inadequate repressurization of the frame, and this situation only needs to be re-pulled a few times, which is not a big problem." ”

"I don't think this game needs to be compared, compared to my sample gun, your sample gun is much more problematic, now, I need to go back to sleep......"

The technicians present bowed their heads and remained silent.

Although they are arrogant, they are right.

Compared to this small flaw, the problem of their sample gun is too big, there is no way to get it on the battlefield, and there are too many things that need to be improved.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Andrey, my gun hasn't been played yet." In the crowd, Gu Ming stepped forward and stopped Andre, who was about to leave.

The show is about to be staged, how can the important audience be gone.

Facing the puzzled eyes of the old hairy man in front of him, he looked at the translator on the side.

The translator was stunned for a moment, and then translated Gu Ming's original words to Andre.

The foreign friend who came with the mission frowned, looked at the young Chinese man in front of him, and snorted from his broad nose: "I think, the result is already very obvious, and there is no need to compete anymore, isn't it?" ”

After saying through the mouth of the translator, Andrei glanced at the sample gun of the 451 machine plant, which was at the end of the line, and shook his head.

In his opinion, this gun, like the previous guns, was just a little original, but it was not a qualified automatic rifle.

It's so much worse.

Both the conditions here and the drinks here.

"Mr. Andrei, are you afraid?" This time, Gu Ming said directly in Russian: "You are afraid to use your own sample gun to compare with my sample gun, you are afraid of failure, and you want to escape in advance, don't you?" ”

"What!?" Andrei obviously didn't expect the other party to speak the language of his own country, but before he could express his surprise, he was angered by the other party's provocative language.

"I am a good designer, and the rifle I designed five years ago is still being imitated by various countries, including you!" Andre looked at this young Huaxia man who was a little shorter than himself, and he didn't understand how such arrogant words came out of his mouth.

"My rifle is equipped with a soldier of an army, and nearly 100,000 have been produced so far, what about you?"

"Arrogant boy, are the people of your country so arrogant?"

"In my opinion." Gu Ming broke Andre's hand and said coldly: "You are the arrogant person, right, Mr. Andre, do you really think that your sample gun can eat us steadily?" ”

Lying ......

The technician on the side saw that the two of them were arguing, and they actually broke their wrists, and said in their hearts, this is okay, look at it like this, they have to fight.

While secretly applauding, I also began to worry in my heart.

The CEOs are watching.

If this is really done, will it help or not?

Several military commanders on the stage, including the commander, also stood up from their chairs nervously when they saw this scene.

This time, Big Brother gave a favor and sent excellent gunsmiths to help them design their rifles.

If you quarrel with others on your side, and you break up unhappily, then this is the ...... I can't say it's okay.

In order to avoid further deterioration of the situation, lest both sides lose face, a military commander stood up and waved his hand: "Which part of this soldier is it?" Hurry up and get them separated! ”

"Yes...... Be! ”

Zhang Wanhe's palms were full of sweat, and he was already panicked.

My brother is really, he drank red at the wine table and didn't see anyone do it, why didn't he drink today and someone?

This stunned kung fu was directly connected with other people's old hair, and he also said something he didn't understand, as if he was annoying others.

Gu Ming was brought by him, and he couldn't run away from responsibility if something happened, and he couldn't afford to lose half a year's salary, and he had to step down from the position of logistics minister.

He immediately ran forward nervously rubbing his hands together, and kept apologizing, regardless of whether people understood it or not.

At the end, the translator was stunned like a winter melon, and raised his foot to carry it: "What are you doing in a daze, translation!" ”

The translator rubbed his buttocks: "People can understand this, what am I translating?" ”

Zhang Wanhe saw that it was not easy to apologize, so he had to say to Gu Ming again: "What did you just say, why did you make people angry?" ”

Gu Ming smiled: "I didn't say anything, I just said it casually, but I didn't expect this old man to suddenly be in a hurry." ”

"Where can I be! You're saying bad things about people! "Zhang Wanhe doesn't believe it, he knows Gu Ming's temperament too well, he dares to say anything, lawless, just like Li Yunlong.

"Don't fix it, the commander has spoken, if you kid don't want to die, apologize quickly." Zhang Wanhe urged.

"Okay." Gu Ming nodded, and said to the other party in Russian: "Mr. Andrei, I really don't have the proud results like yours, but I don't think that the rifle I made will be worse than yours...... Since none of us are convinced, why don't we make a bet? ”

Zhang Wanhe didn't feel right, there were only three words for him, Gu Ming said a lot of words, and he whispered to Gu Ming: "Are you scolding people again?" ”

Just when Zhang Wanhe was nervously chewing the root of his ear with Gu Ming.

Andrei suddenly laughed and said, "It's good to bet, I like to bet the most, what do we bet on?" ”