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It's not like Yue Pengju couldn't refuse, and Lin You wouldn't say anything.

But, Yue Pengju has a problem: Although his stomach rebels when he eats spicy food, he loves spicy food very much!

When I feel uncomfortable after eating, I swear that I will never touch it again in this life, and if I eat it again, I will be a dog!

After a few days, my heart was itchy again, and I always felt that I would lose energy if I didn't eat a meal.

Typical dishes and love to eat.

Now that Lin You took the initiative to give a reason, it's no wonder he can refuse!

Lin You was sure of his mentality, and he was sure that even if he threw a straight hook, Yue Pengju would bend the hook by himself, and then he would bite the hook and hang himself on it.

In the end, nothing unexpected happened. On the way home, the two of them rubbed their stomachs from time to time.

If it weren't for the strict discipline engraved in his bones, Yue Pengju would have liked to drive with one hand while rubbing his stomach with the other.

After finally getting home, when Yue Pengju thought he was finally relieved, he saw a familiar person at the door of Lin You.

Subconsciously, he immediately stopped rubbing his stomach, his whole body tensed, and he stood up straight.

Lin You thought something happened, but after a closer look, no wonder, the chief is here!

For some reason, He Peng appeared at his door at this time.

He and Yue Pengju took a few quick steps to meet him, "I'm sorry, I'm going to eat hot pot, I kept you waiting."

"It's all right." He Peng waved his hand amiably, "It's not long."

Of course, this is to be polite. Lin You usually gets off work at 5 o'clock, and including eating out, he will go home at 6 o'clock.

Compared with other billionaires, he is in a mess.

So He Peng arrived at early 6 o'clock, but he didn't wait for anyone for a long time, so he asked the security team, only to find out that Lin You was going to eat.

I have no choice but to wait. After all, he came here specifically to "open his eyes".

"Come in quickly." Lin You welcomed him into the door.

Yue Pengju originally planned to sneak back to his room to solve the problem of stomach rebellion, but for some reason, He Peng also dragged him in.

Although He Peng is a technical officer, his superior is his superior, so he can't refuse.

Especially I am sorry to refuse with the reason of "may have diarrhea"...

He could only endure the discomfort in his stomach, and followed into the room with a tense face.

Lin You quickly took out the cups to fetch water for the two of them.

This time he knows where the cup is - after all, he just used it yesterday and he didn't put it away again.

Yue Pengju didn't refuse, but after taking it, he drank very cautiously in small sips.

He has to grasp the boundary between suppressing stomach discomfort and intensifying stomach discomfort, for fear that if he fails to control it, he will turn into a jet fighter.

He Peng took a sip and put it down, and said straight to the point: "I met Lu Wei this morning, and he told me that you made a very powerful device that can shoot from all angles of 360 degrees. Is it true? "

"?" Lin You was a little confused, why should I make a toy and you have to come and see it?

"Yes, but it's not very practical. It's basically a toy." He Pengke is different from Lu Wei. Although Lu Wei has military service experience, he is not a technical officer, and Lin You has no pressure to brag.

But He Peng can be a serious technical officer, if he brags in front of it, wouldn't he be slapped in the face in a blink of an eye.

He Peng didn't mind either, he just said: "Then can you show me?"

"Okay." Lin You readily agreed, and led the two of them into the workshop.

Both of them walked into the room, Yue Pengju secretly rubbed his stomach a few times while there was no one there, and then walked in sullenly - this was the first time he entered Lin You's workshop.

Lin You took off the device hanging on the wall and handed it to He Peng.

He Peng held it in his hand with great interest, and didn't ask Lin Youjiao, wanting to figure out how to use it by himself.

He has habitually started to evaluate the difficulty of using this device.

There is a clearly marked power button, six inertial movement gears, you can control the muzzle to move in a wider range by swinging the gun body.

There is a button on the index finger of the left hand handle, which can be released from the locked state by pressing it. There is a wheel on the thumb to control the movement of the muzzle in a small distance in the horizontal direction.

After moving, release the index finger, the device will be locked in the horizontal direction, and can no longer be moved horizontally.

The right thumb controls the longitudinal movement of the muzzle for precise aiming, and finally the right index finger shoots.

——Sounds complicated?

But He Peng thinks it is very easy to use, because the design of this device is very close and intuitive, and it is not difficult to get started.

Of course, the most important thing is that all of the above are under the condition that the person does not move at all and only operates with fingers.

In fact, He Peng soon realized that these functions may not be used at all if this thing is really used.

The soldier holds the device in his hand and shakes it vigorously. After the muzzle of the gun is roughly aligned with the target, he will turn his arm and aim the muzzle of the gun directly at the enemy with his body.

Instead of using wheels and buttons, move the muzzle little by little.

——In fact, Lin You also used it in this way.

These functions are purely designed for the first time, in order to pursue as perfect as possible, there is a surplus of functions.

"Comrade Xiaolin, we all know that you are a sharpshooter. Can you use it and show the effect?"

"It's okay to display, but I have to tell you first, this thing is also very counter-intuitive when shooting, don't expect too much."

He Peng smiled and didn't care about the cold water he poured on him.

The three of them placed pieces of wood all over the house together, and Lin You once again demonstrated the "all-angle shooting technique with a hundred shots and a hundred hits".

He Peng's eyes became brighter the more he looked, and Yue Pengju temporarily forgot about the discomfort in his stomach, and there were two words written all over his eyes - "I want it!"

But with this distraction, he immediately felt his stomach start to churn, and he tensed his nerves in fright.

He still looked calm at this point, but his six-pack abs were taut under his clothes.

Yue Peng was already thinking about how to intervene decently and say that he was going to the bathroom.

But He Peng was still chatting with Lin You: "Good stuff! Why do you think it's a big problem?"

"One is that it is too heavy, it can hold more than ten kilograms, and the cost of using titanium alloy is too high." Lin You shrugged and explained frankly, "As for the second, you will know after you try it."

He Peng was not polite, he held it with both hands, and tried to aim at a piece of wood behind him on the left.

It was only after he tried it himself that he realized that it was not as easy as Lin You showed. Holding a metal weighing more than ten kilograms, it was already difficult to aim. He had to use the palm-sized monitor to aim the gun sideways ...

He fired five plastic bullets in a row, but none of them hit.

This made him blush a little, and he handed the gun to Yue Pengju, wanting a professional to try it out.

Yue Pengju resisted the rebellion in his stomach, walked forward step by step carefully, and took the device.

But he soon ran into an insoluble problem: If he was putting up with his gut rebellion all he could, he couldn't concentrate on aiming.

But if you concentrate on aiming, you may make a big fool of yourself in front of the officer!

——From Predator to Splatoon.

If that kind of thing really happened, he could bid farewell to human society!

This is a harsh choice, is it to choose professional ability, to prove that the ability of one's special fighters is absolutely worthless?

Or choose human dignity and silently bear the question of marksmanship?

Or, tell the shameful truth frankly, and turn around and run to the toilet under the surprised eyes of the superior?

In Yue Pengju's heart, heaven and man are at war.

And the time left for him by the stomach is running out!

At 12 noon today, there will be a new chapter.