Men and women eating in the courtyard

The campus of China National Theater is very small. It used to be the residence of Jin Yunpeng, one of the four great kings of Beiyang Lao Duan.

There are several Western-style buildings inside, which can meet the current teaching requirements, but cannot meet the accommodation conditions for teachers and students.

Therefore, the teachers of Chinese opera live outside. Most of them are not short of money and have their own homes.

Although Mai Qinglan's family is not a business giant, it is still a wealthy family. Her parents have accumulated a lot of money, and they only have one child, so their life is very good.

It seems that these houses were taken over by Li Xuewu. It seems that the lives of these teachers are very good.

There are wages, subsidies, and apprentices to serve.

Speaking of apprentices, Li Xuewu glanced at Mai Qinglan and asked, "Don't you have any apprentices at home?"

Mai Qinglan shook her head and frowned: "The apprentices my parents brought have grown up long ago."

As he spoke, he looked at the door of his house with a frown. The person monitoring his parents was sitting in the courtyard.

Li Xuewu pursed his lips, glanced at Gu Yan, and then walked towards the courtyard.

Mai Qinglan wanted to follow, but was stopped by Lao Biaozi, who signaled her not to follow him in.

Li Wenbiao was very aware of Brother Wu's style of doing things. Whether it was dealing with Mai Qinglan's parents or the people in the hospital, his methods were not very suitable for her to see.

Mai Qinglan also considered whether going in would cause trouble to the other party, so she simply stayed at the gate and looked anxiously at the two people who entered.

"Comrade, who are you looking for?"

"Comrade!"

"Stop! You!..."

The two people sitting in the door watched Li Xuewu and Gu Yan rush in. They stood up and asked a few questions. When they didn't see the other party's answer, they already frowned and came to stop them.

Gu Yan slapped the man who rushed over in the face, causing him to stagger.

The other person saw that the person who came in was so arrogant and didn't know who the other person was, so he could only stay in place.

Li Xuewu walked straight into the courtyard and looked at the layout of the courtyard. It was similar to the ones he bought. The second time he entered the courtyard, it was considered very good in the capital.

He waved his hand to Gu Yan to wait at the door, and walked over to meet the one who came out to see him.

"Your surname is Mai?"

"I...I am, you are?"

Mai Yongsheng didn't know Li Xuewu and didn't know what happened at the door. How did this young man get in?

Although this is his home, he and his wife are being monitored by people from the school, and they will continue to suffer the same pain tomorrow. He came out to see it tremblingly, thinking that it was too late.

Li Xuewu tilted his head, smiled and gestured to the back room, saying: "Go in and have a chat."

Mai Yongsheng glanced at the door, raised his hand to indicate the inner room, and said "please".

He can't do it without asking. It's a blessing, not a curse, but it's a curse that can't be avoided.

I don’t know what the identity of this person is, but if he can deal with the surveillance at the door, he must be quite capable.

As for what to do with him, he didn't have to think about it, because he was like this now and looked like he would be crushed to death at any time.

Gu Yan watched Li Xuewu enter the door, turned to look at the two people standing against the wall, and muttered "trash".

The girl said before that there are several people in this courtyard, why are there only these two?

Gu Yan was puzzled, and Li Xuewu couldn't figure it out, but he could tell at a glance if there was anyone in the yard, so he didn't think too much about it.

When he came out with Mai Yongsheng and his wife who were full of surprise, people they didn't see blocked the door.

"who are you?"

There were four people blocking the door. The leader was a man who looked like a cadre in his thirties, followed by a man in his twenties.

Li Xuewu didn't bother them. He shook his chin and took out the M1911 from his waist under the surprised eyes of everyone in the courtyard.

"Do you want to ask me first who has the gun in my hand?"

The leader narrowed his eyes slightly. He saw the scarred man's gun, and also saw Mai Yongsheng and his wife cuffing their hands together. They were also carrying a bag in their hands, which seemed to contain a lot of things.

Those who can use guns and cuffs, and are so arrogant, there are only a few powerful departments he can think of.

They are just an organization in the school and have no contact with these departments.

Li Xuewu motioned to Mai Yongsheng and his wife with a bad expression: "Who told you to stop? Keep walking out!"

Mai Yongsheng glanced at him and walked out with his lover.

The leading cadre stopped at the door, looking at the man carrying the gun, and did not move away.

The two people who were standing on the other side of the screen wanted to turn around and look back, but they were suddenly slapped in the face.

"Who told you to look back? Just stand still!"

Gu Yan cursed with a cold face, and then went to beat up the people at the door.

He understood that his brother-in-law was here to solve problems for Li Wenbiao's family. When the problem could not be solved by conventional methods, he would create a more serious problem to cover up the original problem.

Of course, the premise was that they had to take the person out. He didn't know what his brother-in-law's skills were, so he had to do the work.

But before he could rush forward, he heard a "click" behind him and his brother-in-law's pistol was loaded.

"You dare to hinder our mission?"

Gu Yan was very cooperative and did not look behind him. Instead, he pushed Mai Yongsheng and his wife in front of him to move forward and pressed against the opponent's wall.

The leading cadre kept looking at Li Xuewu. At this moment, the gun was pressed against his forehead. Naturally, he did not have the guts to bet on whether the other party's gun had bullets in it.

But he couldn't lose the person he was looking at for no reason. He could only say harshly: "The people you want to arrest are the teachers of our school. You have to let me know who you are, right?"

"not to mention"

The cadre pointed to the two people standing in front of the screen wall in the courtyard and said, "How can you beat people? We are members of the school working committee."

Seeing that the other party was loose, Gu Yan pushed hard. Mai Yongsheng and his lover squeezed through the wall and walked out of the door that had been closed for a long time.

Seeing his daughter's figure outside the gate, he remembered what the man had just said to him, lowered his head and walked towards the jeep with his tearful lover.

Li Xuewu was still standing in the foyer, putting his pistol against the cadre's chest, squinting his eyes and saying, "I hit him. At worst, call your leader over, and I'll slap him again, okay?"

After saying that, he rolled his eyelids and walked out nonchalantly. The people blocking the door had already dodged because of Gu Yan's collision.

They didn't dare to stop the man with the scarred face. They really couldn't mess with such a arrogant man.

The leading cadre stared at Li Xuewu and did not dare to take action. He just stared and turned his body with a hint of vague persistence.

Li Xuewu put away the gun and clicked on it. Mai Qinglan, who was covering her mouth and crying and being pulled by Lao Biaozi, said: "Although your parents' case is not related to you, don't leave our sight." .

As he spoke, he watched Gu Yan put Mai Yongsheng and his wife into the car, stood beside the passenger side and said to Mai Qinglan: "When we need you to assist in the investigation, you must be allowed to be found by us, otherwise, the consequences will be Very serious"

After saying the harsh words, he glanced at the people standing at the door, curled his lips disdainfully, jumped on the passenger seat and motioned for Gu Yan to drive away.

Watching the jeep leave, the leading cadre glanced at the courtyard with a frown and asked, "What did they take away?"

"No...don't know"

The man who was beaten covered his face and said, "They arrest people when they break in. We are pushed against the wall and dare not move. If we move, they beat us."

The person who followed the cadre whispered: "Is there something hidden in Mai Yongsheng's home, or is his identity suspicious?"

"impossible"

The man next to him frowned and said, "We have gone through this courtyard all over. If there are any problems, we have already discovered them."

The man who was beaten came over and took a look at Mai Qinglan who was crying outside, and asked with a grin: "Director Wang, are you here to save Mai Yongsheng?"

"You've been confused!"

The cadre who was called Director Wang frowned at him and said angrily: "You can't even tell the difference between rescuing and arresting people?!"

"besides!"

Director Wang pointed at the man's chest and asked, "How could you look at the door? Our wife was caught just having a meal. Why didn't you know to stop them!"

The man stepped back after being clicked. He really wanted to say what was in his heart: Didn't I stop him? Didn't you see the slap mark on my face? He stopped me, but he didn't.

Also, why the hell are you asking me why I didn’t stop me? Why didn’t you stop me with all your strength just now?

You know that you are afraid of death, but I don’t know that you are afraid of pain?

Director Wang glared at the silent gay man, turned around and walked outside.

When he arrived in front of Mai Qinglan, he looked at the daughter of his former mentor who was still crying. He frowned and asked, "Who arrested your parents? What did they take away?"

Mai Qinglan just cried, crying that her parents finally came out, crying that her family had a bad fate, and crying that she was powerless.

Director Wang wanted to ask a few questions, but looking at Mai Qinglan's sad look and thinking about the situation of Mai Yongsheng and his wife, it would be hard to destroy the whole family.

"Xiaolan, you have to tell me the truth."

Director Wang endured it and said calmly: "Only if you tell me the truth can I have a chance to help your parents."

Mai Qinglan raised her head and gritted her teeth to hold back. She really wanted to spit on this man's face.

This person was raised by his parents, but he personally pushed his parents to hell. This person was the first person to criticize his parents.

Now he's fine, he finally got the upper hand by stepping on his parents' heads, and he's pretending to care about himself.

Li Wenbiao felt the trembling of Mai Qinglan in his arms, patted her arm, and said to Director Wang: "We don't know who that person is. We only said that we would ask Teacher Mai to assist in the investigation. That's very arrogant."

"Who are you?"

Director Wang took a look at Li Wenbiao. He was sure that this boy was not a student in the school. He couldn't pass the admissions test with his appearance.

Li Wenbiao has seen many scenes. Seeing Director Wang asking questions, he made nonsense: "I am Mai Qinglan's junior high school classmate, I met him on the road."

Director Wang glanced at him and then at the junior sister who was staring at him, feeling bored.

Are you saying this as an ugly fat person? Couldn't he see the other party's arrogance?

Listening to this man's explanation, he already had a guess in his mind. He was assisting in the investigation, wouldn't it be the investigation department?

It is rare for other units to say this. Just arrest people when they are arrested. What kind of assistance is there in the investigation?

If it were an ordinary powerful department, he would dare to pursue it, but if it were the Investigation Department...

"Director Wang"

The one who was beaten was a clerk. He came over and asked for instructions: "Should we continue to guard this house?"

"You are so stupid!"

Director Wang was so angry at this person that he pointed at him and said, "Everyone is gone, what a ghost!"

After saying that, he motioned to the door where they parked their bicycles and said, "Get out of here!"

The person who got beaten was really unlucky. The beating didn't count, but he also had to be scolded, both ways.

In his heart, he cursed Director Wang for deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors, but he waved his hands sarcastically on his face and led everyone to push the car and leave.

Director Wang turned his head and glanced at Mai Qinglan. He had no intention of continuing to ask questions. Sometimes knowing too much was not a good thing.

He had the intention to take over this house, but when he thought of his mentor's past and the current miserable situation of his junior sister, plus the fact that he had already ruined the whole family.

The important thing is that if Mai Yongsheng and his wife were really taken away by the Investigation Department, he would not be willing to get involved.

Anyway, a monk who can run away cannot run away from the temple. With Mai Qinglan here, he can afford to wait.

So he changed his sentence now: "I will ask about your parents, and if you have any news, please inform me in time."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Lao Biaozi, looked him up and down, and warned him: "Don't associate with bad people."

"What the hell..."

Old Biaozi gritted his teeth and glared at Director Wang who was riding away. He really wanted to imitate Brother Wu and give him a slap.

But he also knew that Brother Wu didn't even hit him in the face, so it was inconvenient to hit him.

To put it bluntly, what he did today was cheating. Brother Wu had a jeep, a pistol, and the confidence that he was not afraid of revealing his identity, so he dared to cheat.

But Li Wenbiao knew very well that he couldn't do it. If he hit someone, the matter would be magnified, especially Director Wang, who would be very troublesome if he chased him to the end.

Only this vague situation can be considered safe. Mai Yongsheng and his wife disappeared for a period of time, and no one pursued the matter anymore, so what should be done would be over.

Although Brother Wu did not say the follow-up solution, he knew where to find his future father-in-law and mother-in-law, and it was time to go and please him.

"Um? Are you feeling better?"

Looking at Mai Qinglan who had stopped crying, Lao Biaozi was stunned. She was crying so hard just now, why should she just give up now?

Mai Qinglan glanced at the fat man and said calmly: "Fortunately, you said he was my junior high school classmate. If you said he was my relative, you would have given away the secret."

Lao Biaozi stared, not knowing what he meant, but still said: "Brother Wu and I have always used this excuse when we were young..."

He couldn't continue talking because he could see that this was not what Mai Qinglan was asking.

"He is my parents' apprentice and grew up in my family."

Mai Qinglan seemed to be telling someone else's story, she was calm, she got everything she wanted, and the calm after the storm was even more pleasant.

Just like telling a story, Mai Qinglan told the fat man about her family and her childhood.

After Li Wenbiao heard what she said, he looked at Mai Qinglan, who looked a little melancholy, and said hesitantly: "You...you can see it, actually...I...that".

Mai Qinglan patted the fat man's knee, stood up, looked at the man who stood up with him and asked, "You haven't answered my question yet."

"What?"

Lao Biaozi was thinking about whether to bring up the topic of marriage. He didn't want to force the other party to marry him, and he didn't want Brother Wu to hold the other party's parents down on her.

In the beginning, whether it was Mai Qinglan or Su Qing, it was all youthful restlessness and brave attempts. He really never thought about getting any of them.

Even when Mai Qinglan took the initiative to talk to him about difficulties, he just wanted to help if he could. He also made it very clear to Brother Wu last night that he didn't want Brother Wu to be in trouble.

At this moment, when faced with Mai Qinglan's questioning, he couldn't remember what he asked but didn't answer.

Mai Qinglan walked towards the courtyard and said as she walked: "Let me ask you, will you be kind to me?"

As he spoke, he turned around and nodded at the somewhat naive fat man, reminding him: "Don't make me wait too long for your answer."

Lao Biaozi froze on the spot. Even Chu Ge could understand what the other party meant. He watched Mai Qinglan enter the yard and shouted loudly: "Yes, I can!"

Maybe he was afraid that his answer was not loud enough, so he chased him into the yard and shouted again.

But seeing that Mai Qinglan ignored him and continued to search for something in the room, she asked again: "What are you looking for?"

"Household Registration Book"

Mai Qinglan was busy without raising her head, but she said impatiently: "How can you register a marriage without a household registration book?"

——

"I thought you weren't coming."

Li Zhengfeng watched the jeep enter the compound, walked out of the research institute's building door, and stood in the foyer waiting for Li Xuewu.

Li Xuewu smiled and called him uncle, then introduced his brother-in-law to him and told him his identity.

Li Zhengfeng nodded to Gu Yan, not caring about his identity. They were making an appointment to test the gun. This gun was also for the troops, so it was naturally appropriate to find someone with such an identity to test the gun.

Gu Yan looked around casually and followed his brother-in-law upstairs. There were still a few people sitting in the mailroom at the door of the building, but they didn't pay attention.

When he arrived at the office, he looked at the two people chatting and laughing. If his brother-in-law hadn't introduced him to the situation on the way here, he would have really thought that this was his uncle.

"How many guns were made?"

Li Xuewu rubbed his hands and said impatiently: "Take it out and take a look."

"Do you want to see the gun first, or the production process design book first?"

Li Zhengfeng couldn't tell what this little fox was thinking. He didn't like guns, otherwise he wouldn't have sent them to him to dismantle and imitate.

He understands that what this cheap nephew likes is making guns, or to be more specific, he likes the identity of making guns.

When he received the production environment introduction materials sent by Li Xuewu, he studied them carefully.

Steel City also manufactures cars, ships, and hardware. Now it is aiming to build guns. This is to upgrade the management of the production plant.

This is inevitable. As long as there is a welding project in that factory, the relevant confidentiality level and production management must be at a level that matches it.

It doesn't matter whether it's a gun or not, as long as the thing is valuable, can be sold, can be produced for a long time, and is valued, then the goal will be achieved.

Li Xuewu looked like he had been seen through by you, smiled, spread his hands, and took a folder from the other party's hand.

"That's it?"

Li Xuewu sat down and looked through the documents in his hand, curious about the design of the production process.

He currently has two big projects in hand, one is for immediate use and the other is for automobiles, both of which require production process design.

The difference is that one requires an assembly line, while the other does not require an assembly line like those in the automobile industry.

The production and processing technology of rifle parts is not comparable to that of automobile production. The processing technology of engines is similar and is a very precise step.

It not only requires mature workers and skills, but also a mature management team and processing team.

Li Zhengfeng tapped the table with his fingers and curled his lips and said, "What are you thinking about? If it were so simple, how could I have delayed it for so long?"

After speaking, he clicked on the document in Li Xuewu's hand and said: "What you read is the introduction. The full version is locked in the warehouse and needs to be pulled by car."

Li Xuewu smiled and nodded, not paying attention to the old uncle's pretense. He was a designer, so he had to show off to complete a job.

Do you dare to tell a programmer that his design has bugs?

Believe it or not, I will kill you!

That kind of thing every minute!

After all, he was also a cadre in the steel rolling mill, and his profile was not very profound. It was obviously used by the old man opposite to fool him.

Of course, it was also used by him to fool the higher-ups.

This is a common problem in business. They all look down on the leader's professional ability and think that the leader's professional skills are just stupid.

This is what Li Xuewu did. Just how he fooled Li Huaide before, Li Zhengfeng is fooling him now.

It’s really a natural cycle, and retribution is unpleasant.

The key is that he has to be fooled by this trick, because if you really show him the information on that car, he will be screwed.

He didn't come from a major, so the job he had was just right for him, so he had to endure it even though he knew that the old man opposite him was looking down on him.

"It's good. I'll take it back and show it to the leader."

Li Xuewu smiled and closed the document. He only looked at Li Zhengfeng's signature on the back of the document.

Faced with the "You really can't understand, such rubbish" expression on the old uncle's face, he decided to go back and take a gun and force Xia Zhongquan to take a closer look. If he found anything wrong with it, he would come back and kill the bad guy. Uncle!

Of course, that wasn't possible right now. He had to compliment and coax with a smile on his face, and he had to let the other party take him for a gun inspection.

Li Zhengfeng liked Li Xuewu's tactics very much. Although he knew that the other party was eager to refute that he was worthless, he still enjoyed the pleasure of being crushed by this technology. This was also the bad taste of researchers.

After taking Li Xuewu and the two of them downstairs, Willis walked up to the door and imitated the Ugly Japanese in the movie, extending his index and middle fingers together to signal Gu Yan, who was driving, to go to the shooting range. He was already ready there. .

Gu Yan was also very good at making people laugh. He made an ugly salute and said with a smile: "Oh~~~ As you command, my General MacArthur."

After saying that, he stepped on the accelerator, giving the classic Willys car that his father had seized from the Peninsula a push-back feeling.

Li Zhengfeng was not afraid of this. He had never experienced anything. He grabbed the handrail and turned back to Li Xuewu with a smile: "Your brother-in-law is quite interesting."

"Haha~"

Li Xuewu chuckled and said, "If you like him so much, ask him to come to your place to report. Anyway, he is idle and can save me some money."

He knew that Gu Yan was responsible for him in the club. This was not said by Sister Lou or Lao Biaozi, but by himself.

Sister Lou knew clearly that this was Li Xuewu's brother-in-law, so how could she feel sorry for such a small amount of money and put Li Xuewu in trouble.

Although Lao Biaozi has seen the account books and knows that Brother Wu caused trouble to his brother-in-law, this is a family matter, and he is even less likely to interfere.

Although he despises this second generation ancestor who does nothing all day long, it does not prevent him from recognizing his identity.

Li Zhengfeng looked at Gu Yan for a while, smiled and shook his head, saying: "I think it's better to forget it. It's better for you to use me as a target later, so that you can die more completely."

The reason why Gu Yan's carelessness can be seen at a glance is not because of Li Zhengfeng's good vision, but because the road is clearly wide and this kid must drive off-road.

They knew he did it on purpose, but neither of them cared. It was a big weekend and they were just out for fun. Li Zhengfeng made an appointment to test the gun today, and he didn't want to do it on business.

The light soldiers have their own shooting range, which is very professional and can undertake experimental tasks of various light weapons.

Of course, you have to say how professional you are. There is no standard for this. It is an experimental shooting range. As long as it can complete the experimental tasks, it is considered a standard shooting range.

Li Zhengfeng arranged a long-distance target position, and what he was testing today was a sniper rifle. Naturally, he had to choose a suitable experimental subject.

The jeep stopped at the edge of the shooting range. The three of them jumped out of the car and walked towards the tent that had been prepared long ago, while telling jokes.

Today's task seemed very easy, mainly due to Li Zhengfeng's attitude.

He is a designer and has a high degree of project completion, so he is very confident, and he can joke when he is confident.

"Actually, I have studied the structure of this car, including the engine and gearbox."

What Li Zhengfeng was talking about was the Willis that Li Xuewu and his friends drove. It was the most common jeep in the country in the last decade, and it was also a roadmap for jeep development in the world.

Willis is not the first of its kind. Its ability to adapt to various environments and battlefields is particularly eye-catching.

There is a fierce heart beneath the tough exterior. A 75-horsepower engine can carry five fully loaded combat personnel and can also tow an ammunition bucket.

The important thing is that even four people sitting in the trailer can easily climb hills.

This kind of working ability has not only attracted the attention of researchers from other countries, but also domestic mechanical experts have studied this thing.

"I have to say sincerely that this is a good car, and its shadow can be seen on the 212 Jeep."

Li Zhengfeng held the cigarette lit by Li Xuewu in his hand, looked back at the car parked on the roadside, and then continued walking forward.

"But what needs to be affirmed is that 212 has learned a lot and abandoned a lot. Its research and development can only be said to be the result of compromise and is not perfect."

"What is your ideal definition of standard?"

Li Xuewu took a puff of the cigarette in his hand and asked with a smile: "Is it possible that heaven and earth are omnipotent?"

After speaking, he flicked the cigarette butt in his hand, moved his fingers, and then continued: "212 is already a perfect model that our country can mass-produce in this era."

“So it’s a product of compromise.”

Li Zhengfeng insisted on his opinion, glanced at Li Xuewu sideways, and asked with a smile: "Didn't you say that your factory is studying this car? How is it going?"

Li Xuewu twitched the corner of his mouth, raised his hand and gestured to the other side of the tent and said: "Today is a happy day, don't talk about the depressing things."

After saying that, he took the lead and walked into the tent. The officer on duty at the door saw that the person was brought by the director and did not stop him.

Li Zhengfeng glanced at Gu Yan, who was looking at the shooting range like a silly roe deer, smiled, and followed him into the tent.

The purpose of setting up a tent next to the shooting range is naturally not to prevent the gun from being exposed to the sun or people, but for the purpose of the experiment.

Developing or imitating a gun requires a lot of experiments, not to mention the conditions in various environments. Of course, experimental comparison of the effects of natural light in the dark and during the day is necessary, as well as sunny and rainy days.

There was no one in the tent, but there were four boxes of guns. The reason why I said "boxes" was because the light soldiers not only copied the guns, but also made the same boxes.

Li Xuewu was really afraid that Li Zhengfeng would copy his homework and write his name on it. Fortunately, he looked carefully and found that there were no traces of hair on the gun.

In this way, he would have reason and confidence to say that this was a sniper rifle jointly developed by him and Li Zhengfeng.

No matter where the lawsuit went, he insisted that it was the research result of his cooperation with Qing Bing!

At best, he admits that his creativity collided with Dragunov's, and the collision was fatal.

Dragunov ran first, and he caught up with the one who hit him hard. Just like Gu Yan stepped on the accelerator hard, he only admitted that the result was like this.

“So beautiful”

Gu, who followed in, extended his hand to touch the gun in the gun case, but was hit by Li Xuewu.

Seeing Gu Yan's confusion and grievance, Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows and said with a bad smile: "I designed this, why don't you let me try it first?"

"Hiss~~~"

Li Zhengfeng was also shocked by the shamelessness of his cheap nephew. He used to think that his nephew had some bottom line, but now it seems that there is a bottom line, which is almost equal to none.

Gu Yan also mocked in a funny way: "Brother-in-law, we don't even have a file at home, so what are you planning on?"

Li Xuewu didn't care about that. He picked up the gun body and started inspecting and assembling it part by part. He insisted: "Weapon design is about inspiration and giving the weapon a soul. I have designed many things. It’s all the soul that guides me.”

"That is!"

Li Zhengfeng nodded in agreement and said: "Your brother-in-law's design must be filled with soul. Take the design manuscript he sent me some time ago. It is a real soul painter."

After saying that, he threw the cigarette butt funny, stamped it out, and said: "It starts with a painting, and the rest is all guesswork. There are no dimensions or standards, and maybe only the soul is left."

"Box box box~"

Gu Yan also thought this old man was interesting. He smiled and watched his brother-in-law assemble the rifle, while he picked up another box of guns and opened them to assemble them.

When we came out this morning, we agreed that we would take him to inspect the gun, and also ask for his opinions on how to use it.

It's not like he couldn't tell that his brother-in-law was joking with him just now. As long as he wasn't in front of his sister, this brother-in-law was still a very good brother-in-law.

Where can I find a brother-in-law who is willing to give him a motorcycle, spend money for him, and arrange a place for him to eat, drink and have fun?

Even when he was on his sister's side at home, he chose to forgive these things in the face of reality.

In fact, now that I think about it, it's good for my sister to find such a brother-in-law. If she finds a brother-in-law with the same status as herself, she will be bored to death.

Anyway, he never received a motorcycle from his eldest brother, nor was he led or arranged to spend it. He didn't give himself much money, so how could he be as open-minded as his brother-in-law.

He really never thought about where his brother-in-law got his energy, connections, and money. He only thought that his brother-in-law's salary was several hundred dollars a month, and his consumption of dozens of dollars was nothing.

Gu Yan had no intention of looking at the standards of parts. When he evaluated a rifle, he could only come to a conclusion by going to target practice, so he had to install the gun before Li Xuewu.

Li Xuewu, on the other hand, was still carefully looking at the processing standards and craftsmanship of each part. The original gun was placed on the shelf, with a vernier caliper next to it. Li Xuewu actually used the ruler to compare the dimensions of the parts.

Of course, these are all superficial. Even if you are sure that all parts are 1:1 replicas, the bullets fired will not recognize your opinion.

The rifle is said to have a simple structure, but it is really simple. It only has a few parts, but if it is said to be complicated, most people really can't understand it.

Li Xuewu also has a lot of practical experience. His understanding of firearms combined with the learning experience of working in a steel rolling mill for nearly a year, naturally he knows that the quality of a gun cannot be judged by its size.

Looking at the degree of processing of the parts was just to see whether the Qingbing Research Institute had carefully conducted experiments. He didn't see the experimental data, but looking at Li Zhengfeng's confident look, he also knew that this thing was imitated... No, the research was perfect.

"Let's go, give him a few shots first"

Gu Yan smiled, picked up the gun, grabbed two magazines and left the tent.

Li Xuewu glanced at him and ignored him. Instead, he picked up the gun in his hand and said to Li Zhengfeng: "Uncle, you are so confident. In fact, I know the result without firing."

Li Zhengfeng curled his lips, gestured to the outside of the tent and said, "You'd better try it quickly and don't hit me with words."

Li Xuewu smiled "hehe" without feeling ashamed at all, forgetting all the ugly words he had used to urge the old uncle to study quickly.

It's in the past, why bring it up~

If this old man is always reminded of the past, he will be able to scold him after the experiment is over.

Rather than saying that Li Xuewu came to inspect the gun on his own initiative, it would be better to say that Li Zhengfeng dragged Li Xuewu over to avenge his previous disgrace.

Li Xuewu wanted to make a patch now, but after a while the old uncle scolded him so hard that he couldn't stand down in front of his brother-in-law, but seeing how resentful the old uncle was, he even put down the tent for himself.

When he reached the shooting position, Li Xuewu smiled and gestured to the target in the distance: "Uncle, didn't you say you wanted to be a target for me in the car just now... Don't get excited! It's just a joke!"

Seeing Li Zhengfeng reaching for the pistol on his waist, Li Xuewu quickly waved his hand to stop him and lay on the ground with a smile.

A shooting blanket has been prepared here. In front of it is a cement block with a V-shaped groove in the middle, which is specially used to stabilize shooting.

Over there, Gu Yan was already firing "bang bang bang", and Li Xuewu slowly secured the gun, and then began to test and adjust the sight.

The core of a sniper rifle is not only the gun itself, but also the optical sight. This is the key.

The SVD sniper rifle uses a 4×24 mm PSO-1 scope. The scope has a total length of 375 mm and a field of view of 6°, which is usually called a quadruple scope in later games.

Although the magnification of the PSO-1 scope is only 4 times, the range adjustment nut can correct the ballistic trajectory to 1000 meters (error ±1 meter). In addition, there are three distance divisions on the reticle of the scope, each The division is 100 meters, so the maximum range of SVD can reach 1300 meters.

Of course, if you want to talk about the longest killing range, this thing can kill targets 3,800 meters away.

But Li Xuewu wanted to put this thing into the defense team for use first, and he did not dare to order his team members to shoot at the target 3800 meters away.

Not to mention 3800 meters, he was not willing to risk even the maximum recorded range of 1300 meters.

It is rare for city guards to perform shooting missions from such a long distance. Regardless of the obstacles in the environment or the attack distance, such a situation will never happen.

Of course, there are no absolutes in the world, and no one dares to say that the other party will choose a suitable position for you to snipe him when danger occurs.

Li Xuewu's ideal shooting distance is the standard aiming distance of this gun - 600 meters.

As long as this gun is guaranteed to be able to cooperate with an excellent sniper to complete the target killing mission within a range of 600 meters, this is a qualified security sniper rifle.

The first thing to think about in city defense tasks is safety, not just the safety of hostages, but also the personal safety of property and other personnel.

If it's a frontal attack battlefield, it's a different matter. He can kill the opponent at 3800 meters, and Li Xuewu is definitely not willing to join in the excitement at 1300 meters or 600 meters.

At worst, if you can't kill him with one shot, just one more shot will suffice.

In war, you shoot and I shoot. Fighting and killing are not the main theme, but the negotiation table of human relations is.

If I can't kill you at 3800 meters, how about I call for fire support? If I can't kill you alone, how about ten guns sniping at you together?

If you're in a city, call for fire support? Ten guns beat the gangster to rags?

Stop making trouble, this is not Maozi and Chou Country. We can't kill the hostages first and then kill the robbers, nor can we make the weird decision of killing a suicide attempter.

Seeing Li Xuewu calmly shooting at the 600-meter target with one shot and one bolt, Li Zhengfeng squatted behind Li Xuewu and said confidently: "600-meter moving and fixed target, ten test guns, various times It has been tested in various environments and compared with the data of the original gun. The good one can shut you up."

Li Xuewu fired the last bullet in the magazine and looked at the shooting results through the scope. Then he put down the gun in his hand and glanced at Li Zhengfeng.

"What are you so proud of?"

Li Xuewu said confidently while changing the magazine: "It must be said that my design is good, uncle, you can make such a good sniper rifle."

"boom!"

One shot directly shattered Li Zhengfeng's subsequent stubbornness. He also admired Li Xuewu's shooting skills. He had been waiting for a long time with a telescope, just to see Li Xuewu's excitement.

But who would have thought that although this cheap nephew's shooting speed is slow, his shooting level is not low. He completed the calibration of the gun in two shots, and the gun hit the target.

Of course, the sniper rifle is designed for long range and has a big heart.

But this also shows that Li Xuewu's ability to control the current team and strength is not in vain.

"Hey, let me tell you, eldest nephew, do you want to talk about this gun first, or about your soul designs?" (End of Chapter)