Rebirth of the 1980s: The Military Industry Empire

"What's that sound?"

The thugs looked over in the direction of the sound, and then, they shuddered all over.

Lin Heping's right hand pulled out a Type 54 pistol from his waist and placed it on the table!

These thugs were usually brave when fighting, but that was all small-time stuff. Only those a level above them would use guns; those were the truly ruthless ones.

But now?

The person in front of them had actually taken out a gun! What was this person's background?

If he was an official, that would be fine, but if he was a bandit, then they definitely couldn't afford to provoke him!

Clang!

The guy who said he was going to strip her clothes trembled, and the thing in his hand fell to the ground.

"Niuniu, we've eaten almost enough. It's time to go. How about we pack up what's left and take it back to eat?" Nie Xiaoqian was still calm and collected.

"No, Auntie, I want to stay here and watch Uncle beat up the bad guys."

Auntie?

Nie Xiaoqian was surprised: "Niuniu, what are you talking about? I'm not married yet."

"But you two are already a couple, I…"

"Alright, Niuniu, don't talk nonsense. Let's go out first."

When Zhang Yue saw Lin Heping take out the gun, she knew that they had the situation under control, and these thugs were all scared. However, there might be some bloodshed next, which was not suitable for children to see.

The two women left with the child, and the items on the table were cleared away. Qin Yang looked at the thugs: "Hey, didn't you just say you wanted my woman to accompany you for drinks? And you, didn't you just say you wanted to…"

Thump!

The guy who had said he was going to strip her clothes suddenly knelt on the ground: "Two sirs, please have mercy and spare me! I deserve to die. My mouth shouldn't have spoken recklessly."

After saying that, the guy started slapping himself. The sounds were really loud. After a few slaps, the guy's face was swollen.

"Hey, hey, aren't you all heroes? Why are you admitting defeat so quickly?" Qin Yang's voice was full of mockery: "You originally had a chance. The gun is on the table. As long as you grab it, then the two of us are finished."

The eyes of the thug who had first come in and made the lewd remarks flickered. That's right, if he could grab the gun on the table, he could turn defeat into victory!

He was the leader of these thugs. If he lost today, how would he continue to lead his subordinates in the future?

Looking at his expression, Qin Yang knew that this guy had fallen for his trick!

No one could see how he moved at all, or it seemed like an illusion. Then, a sharp scream spread in all directions.

"Ah!"

All of this happened too fast. Ordinary people couldn't see clearly at all, they could only see the result: a water pipe was nailed to the table, with a trembling hand on it!

Pierced by the thick water pipe, this hand was completely crippled. Fresh blood flowed down the water pipe, across the table, and dripped to the ground, drop by drop.

The other thugs were dumbfounded. Their boss had been nailed to the table with a pipe fork!

The thugs of this era didn't use many weapons. If someone had the ability to get a military-standard triangular bayonet, that would be the coolest guy on the whole street, and he could walk sideways!

Those of a lower level could only make their own weapons. Finding a section of water pipe and simply processing it would become a sharp weapon for street fights. They called this thing a pipe fork! Don't think it's not as powerful as a triangular bayonet, but when fighting, this thing is no joke, and it's even easier to use than a triangular bayonet.

The hand of the guy holding the triangular bayonet was shaking. He heard his boss's screams and instinctively wanted to rush up, but for some reason, his legs couldn't move.

"You guys are really cowards. There are still four or five of you, and there are only two of us. I guarantee that we won't touch the pistol on the table. You still have a chance. The one holding the triangular bayonet, is the thing in your hand a fire stick?" Qin Yang continued to provoke.

He was digging a pit for these people!

Lin Heping had come down from the battlefield. He had killed no less than fifty or a hundred monkeys. Although Qin Yang had never fought monkeys hand-to-hand, he was still very powerful. As a second-generation factory worker from a military factory, dealing with a few thugs was a piece of cake.

However, Qin Yang and the others had to have a reason. If they directly beat these thugs down, that would be bullying. If the thugs rushed up and ganged up on them, their resistance would be self-defense.

That's right, this was self-defense!

The boss nailed to the table endured the pain and shouted: "Go, get him! Kill him! Otherwise, how will we continue to hang out here in the future?"

The guy holding the triangular bayonet finally took a step forward. Qin Yang secretly cheered in his heart. This guy would also be crippled. Crippling these people now would save them from causing trouble for society! Moreover, crippling them now was better than executing them in 1983. He was helping them.

However, the others turned their heads and ran backwards in a rush. The guy who had been slapping himself ran the fastest!

As a result, the guy holding the triangular military bayonet also chickened out.

However, no one could escape. At this time, several officers in uniform had appeared at the door.

"You guys are amazing!" These officers were from the train station police station. The leader was the one who had received Qin Yang during the day. He looked at the thugs whose faces were pale and bodies were trembling: "Do you know who you are facing? He can easily mobilize several tanks to blow you all to smithereens!"

This was not bragging. Some time ago, Qin Yang had driven a tank to chase a group of people, but after all, those he was facing at that time were all colleagues, and he hadn't used lethal force. Now that he was facing these thugs, what was there to be polite about?

In the world of thugs, cleavers and machetes were already good equipment. After all, many people could only use wooden sticks and bricks. The triangular military bayonet was definitely the most high-end. The thug gang in front of them looked powerful enough, but in Qin Yang's eyes, they had become clowns. Believe it or not, he could drive a tank over and turn you all into mincemeat?

"Actually, there's no need for you to send the police. We can handle this kind of small matter." Qin Yang said with a smile: "You've worked hard."

"After receiving the alarm, we rushed over as quickly as possible, mainly because we were afraid that we would be too late and these guys would all be crippled." The leading policeman said: "Now we have to thank you for showing mercy."

At this time, these thugs had definitely regretted it so much that their intestines had turned green. Who had they provoked?

The thugs were all taken away. The guy who was nailed to the table was the worst. Blood flowed all the way, and he had already fainted before getting into the police car.

Qin Yang and Lin Heping went out and saw the three people waiting outside.

"Uncle, you're so awesome. You actually have guns!" Niuniu said excitedly.

"We're from the military factory. It's no big deal to carry this kind of thing out." Qin Yang said.

It's like how kitchen knives are not allowed on the train, but if you have a chef's certificate, then it's normal to carry a kitchen knife. Their Factory 960 makes guns, and it's common to bring guns out to participate in military tests. As long as the factory issues a certificate, it's all aboveboard. Ah.

As for why it was a Type 54, of course, it was convenient to carry. Although Factory 960 doesn't make Type 54s, it's always possible to improve it. In the entire system, who doesn't know that Factory 960 is very good at making and modifying guns?