I asked you to write a book, but I didn’t ask you to reveal your criminal record!

The preliminary round of the ‘National Weapon Innovation Design Competition’ is on September 7th.

During this time.

Lin Chuan has been busy with rocket launchers.

At the same time, it also helped Shen Qianqian optimize her ‘modular new rifle’, making it more professional and practical than before.

"Comrade Lin Chuan, you said you are an expert in firearms research, and I believe it now."

After the new rifle model is produced.

Shen Qianqian's eyes were bright and she looked at the rifle with admiration. Her white hands couldn't help but flick it, like a work of art.

——Art of war.

"An expert in firearms research, you can say the same." Lin Chuan said with a faint smile in the steel factory.

Shen Qianqian held "this rifle model" in her arms and couldn't put it down. She walked out of the steel factory with Lin Chuan and got into the car.

in the car.

Shen Qianqian looked at Lin Chuan and asked with interest: "Lin Chuan, do you think my 'this rifle' can win a prize?"

Lin Chuan got into the passenger seat and fastened his seat belt: "I guess I can get second place."

"second?"

Shen Qianqian felt happy after hearing this, and asked, "Why isn't it number one?"

"Because my cannon is very powerful, you have seen it!"

Lin Chuan answered seriously.

"Your cannon is very powerful?"

Shen Qianqian's eyebrows tightened, always thinking it sounded weird, "Well, Lin Chuan, you can actually drive! I have to tell Xinxin!"

"I don't have a driver's license, so I can't drive!"

Lin Chuan wondered.

"You were driving just now!" Shen Qianqian said hummingly.

"I was walking just now, and you were walking with me." Lin Chuan said seriously.

Shen Qianqian laughed angrily at Lin Chuan: "Okay, I was wrong. Your cannon, ah, your long-range box rocket launcher is indeed very powerful!"

"Thank you for the compliment, Officer Shen. I'm in first place this time." Lin Chuan laughed.

When Shen Qianqian thought of the rocket launcher designed by Lin Chuan, doubts arose in her heart: "Tell me honestly, are you really the author of the Internet article?"

"You have asked this question many times."

Lin Chuan complained.

Shen Qianqian pursed her lips, feeling a little embarrassed: "You come up with something unexpected every time. I feel uneasy if you don't ask."

"If you're worried about anything, we all know it." Lin Chuan said casually.

"Who knows the basics of this with you?"

When Shen Qianqian heard this, she spat angrily, but her pretty face turned red, "You're driving again!"

"Defamation! I'm suing you for slander!"

Lin Chuan immediately retorted, "I'm sitting in the passenger seat, and you're holding the steering wheel now. You're clearly driving!"

Shen Qianqian laughed angrily, with a bit of madness on her face: "I'm not talking about driving this car, but which one is driving?"

"What this and that, I really don't understand!" Lin Chuan grinned.

"I really want to file a complaint to Xinxin!"

Shen Qianqian hummed.

"Officer Shen, it's obvious that you have misunderstood. This is none of my business!" Lin Chuan said innocently.

Shen Qianqian breathed out loudly.

Her chest was heaving and her heart was in chaos!

He was obviously driving, but he said he was sitting in the passenger seat and I was driving!

So angry!

"How about we take a taxi back, so we don't have to worry about who is driving." Lin Chuan suggested.

Shen Qianqian glared at Lin Chuan angrily and hummed: "No, I'll drive!"

The roar of cars sounded outside the steel factory.

Shen Qianqian stepped on the accelerator and got off.

The car sped away.

Now, both of them have made weapon models and are just waiting for the preliminary round to begin.

"By the way, you won't write novels during this time?" Shen Qianqian calmed down and asked.

This female driver has very good driving skills.

Lin Chuan leaned leisurely on the passenger seat, tilted his head out the window, and looked at the scenery passing by: "Write it, wait until you reach the finals before posting."

“What does writing a novel have to do with following up on the finals?”

Shen Qianqian replied in confusion. Suddenly, she looked startled, "Is the subject of your new book about weapons?"

Lin Chuan turned his head, glanced at Shen Qianqian's side face, and said with a smile: "My opponent."

He has his plans.

The new book "Arms Tycoon" contains a large number of descriptions and ideas about weapons and equipment. If it is published now and readers enter the competition with the weapon ideas in their own books, wouldn't it be plagiarized?

The feeling of being prostituted for nothing is really uncomfortable!

Lin Chuan planned to wait until he reached the finals before releasing a book, and use the popularity of the finals of the 'National Weapons Innovation Design Competition' to promote the new book "Arms Tycoon".

Simply, the assessment tasks + popularity points (all ordered) requirements are completed together!

Well, that's a beautiful thought.

"You, in order to write a novel, you really dare to do anything!" Shen Qianqian pursed her lips and said from the bottom of her heart.

"Eating from scratch, barely making ends meet." Lin Chuan said with a smile.

…

Kyoto, National Arms Research Institute.

Office of Statistics.

The ‘National Weapons Innovation Design Competition’ aims to arm the entire people.

And since this is the first time, the organizers pay special attention to the structure of the contestants and their weapon creativity.

The more participants there are, the better the effect of 'National Arms' will be.

"Xiao Zhao, have you calculated the data of Hanjiang Province that you are responsible for?" The director of the Statistics Office came to the office.

The registration time has ended, and the Statistics Office is working hard to collect data.

"Just got the statistics!"

The girl called 'Xiao Zhao' responded immediately.

Her name is Zhao Xiaoli. She graduated from Kyoto University of Science and Technology and is currently a doctoral student. She mainly studies 'weapon launch systems'. She was assigned to the Statistics Office when she first started working.

"Thank you for your hard work. Send it to me immediately." The director ordered.

"Okay."

Zhao Xiaoli nodded hurriedly, her slender fingers tapped on the keyboard, and then immediately uploaded the data to the director of the Statistics Office.

The director continued: "Take the trouble again. From the data of each province, retrieve the registration data of 'rocket launchers', 'guns', 'tanks', 'combat aircraft' and 'combat ships'."

"Okay."

Zhao Xiaoli immediately started to retrieve the data.

However, data retrieval is not difficult. After only half an hour, she completed the retrieval work, classified it, and sent it to the director of the Statistics Office.

"Finally, I'm done."

Zhao Xiaoli stretched and made a yawning sound.

Now, it has entered September.

At five o'clock in the afternoon in Kyoto, the sun shines obliquely, and the light golden light shines through the half-closed curtains into the office, reflecting a golden area.

Just after get off work, several statisticians are sorting documents and chatting about interesting things.

"Just now, the director specifically asked us to call out some of these weapon types, such as "rocket launchers" and "guns". What is this for?"

One of the statisticians asked in confusion.

"Isn't this simple?"

A very experienced middle-aged woman smiled, "To put it bluntly, these weapons are the focus of attention. To say something behind closed doors, for example, the foreign "HIMARS" model has surpassed us in rocket launchers, and we are also working hard."

Everyone nodded.

The middle-aged woman laughed again and said, "This weapon design competition not only has a variety of weapon types, but also unexpected identities of the contestants."

"Yes!"

One of the statisticians echoed, "I found one here. He is the owner of a night snack stall. The registration information says that the type of weapon he designed is an 'unmanned bomber'."

"There is also an unexpected contestant I counted here."

"Tell me about it."

"He is a rancher in Inner Mongolia. In his self-introduction, he said that he has never been out of Inner Mongolia, but the weapon he registered to design is a 'cruiser'!"

"This is really amazing!"

"It seems that there are really a lot of military fans!"

"..."

Zhao Xiaoli also laughed and joined in: "I am responsible for the data statistics of Hanjiang Province. There is an online writer participating in the competition."

Several people in the office also became interested when they heard the identity of 'online writer'.

"This time there are night snack stall owners, Inner Mongolia ranchers, primary and secondary school students, and online writers, almost covering all walks of life!"

"An online writer is also participating in the competition. He must be a die-hard military fan!"

"I heard that online writers have big imaginations. I'm a little curious. What kind of weapon did he design?"

Zhao Xiaoli still has a deep impression of Lin Chuan.

When counting rocket launchers just now, she looked at it again: "He designed a long-range box rocket launcher."

Everyone started talking at once.

"This rocket launcher is quite powerful!"

"Our current main attack direction is also a long-range box rocket launcher."

"As expected, the online writer has a big imagination."

"..."

Zhao Xiaoli called up Lin Chuan's registration information and nodded: "He really has a big imagination. In the brief introduction of the weapon, he mentioned that it can achieve precise strikes within a range of 600 kilometers."

"600 kilometers?"

Several statisticians in the office were stunned.

They are staff members of the National Weapons Research Institute-Statistics Office, and they are very familiar with the values ​​of various weapons.

Rocket launcher, 600 kilometers... a bit exaggerated!

You know, the high-mobility M142 self-propelled rocket launcher, also known as the HIMARS rocket launcher, developed by the US Lockheed Martin Corporation, has a maximum range of 300 kilometers.

An online writer wanted to design a "long-range box rocket launcher", but he directly reached 600 kilometers.

This shocked the staff of the Statistics Office.

"600 kilometers, this value is quite exaggerated!"

"I have to pay special attention to this online writer!"

"To be honest, I don't mean any harm. I really look forward to how he made that long-range box rocket launcher, which can achieve a precise strike of 600 kilometers!"

"I'm looking forward to it too!"

"It will soon enter the preliminary round, Xiaoli, when it's the turn of this online writer to show, remember to notify us!"

Zhao Xiaoli smiled and said, "You all want to watch the fun, I'll notify you when the time comes."

A special group was established in the National Weapons Research Institute.

——Specially responsible for all matters related to the ‘National Weapon Innovation Design Competition’.

Zhao Xiaoli is one of them.

She is responsible for the information statistics of the participants in the Hanjiang Province area, as well as the evaluation and reporting of weapon data for the preliminary and final rounds.

It can be said that she will be the first to know whether Lin Chuan’s ‘long-range box rocket launcher’ can achieve a 600-kilometer precision strike.

However.

Her major is "weapon launch engineering", and she is 120% skeptical of Lin Chuan's "600-kilometer precision strike".

This strike range is far ahead of the rest of the world in the field of rocket artillery!

It's a bit unrealistic!

"600 kilometers, if it can be launched, it will be considered a success." Zhao Xiaoli smiled and muttered to herself.