Rebirth of the 1980s: The Military Industry Empire

Shen Hua's actions infuriated the old leader.

Although, up to now, there hasn't been any direct evidence of Shen Hua's crimes, the fact that Shen Hua has been hiding abroad and not returning is enough to explain the problem.

Originally, this matter had passed for a long time, and everyone had slowly forgotten about it, but unexpectedly, a conspiracy against Qin Yang appeared again, and the person pulling the strings behind the scenes pointed directly at Shen Hua. How could this not make the old leader angry?

Qin Yang reported to Secretary Song, and Secretary Song reported to the old leader. The old leader immediately decided to set up a special task force to investigate this matter!

The old leader could easily see through such petty tricks of mudslinging. Originally, he disdained to manage such trivial matters, but when it was related to Shen Hua, the nature of the matter changed!

Leader Pan was not wearing handcuffs, but was escorted to the interrogation room by two burly men.

He was very familiar with these things. Inside, it was definitely a small dark room, an interrogation table, and a desk lamp. The prisoner would be pressed onto an iron stool and locked up, and the lamp would be shone on their face to intimidate them.

Leader Pan was not afraid. He had already thought about how to answer. However, when he went inside, he saw an ordinary office. Behind a wide desk sat two people, an old man in the middle and a female secretary on the side.

Seeing the old man wearing a Zhongshan suit, he immediately felt like a drowning man grabbing a straw: "Old Zhao, Old Zhao, you have to believe me! I have nothing to do with Shen Hua. Everything I've done is for our country! That Qin Yang is the bad guy. He leaked military secrets to the Americans. He's a traitor! He's guilty of treason! You must investigate him!"

The person called Old Zhao had a serious expression: "Pan Moumou, sit down properly and honestly confess the crimes you have committed. You also know that our policy is leniency for those who confess, and severity for those who resist."

"I am not guilty. Qin Yang is the one who is guilty. Why are you investigating me? You should investigate Qin Yang! Everyone who went on business trips with Qin Yang knows that Qin Yang provided advanced technology, allowing Western armor-piercing projectiles to achieve a penetration depth of one meter, and the protection also reached a level of one meter. We don't even have this level domestically, and Qin Yang sold it abroad. This is treason!" Leader Pan's eyes were filled with anticipation: "He knows that we are going to expose his crimes, so he is afraid and is trying to bite back. I am being persecuted by Qin Yang!"

"Whether Qin Zong is guilty or not is not for us to investigate, and you have no right to investigate either. Now we are only investigating your case. Tell us, what kind of deals do you have with Shen Hua?"

"No, I don't know this person."

"Is that so? Your wife went out to buy groceries yesterday and didn't have any RMB, so she spent a US dollar. Tell us, where did the US dollars in your house come from?"

Leader Pan was dumbfounded. This woman was hopelessly stupid! His eyes darted around, and he decided to admit it: "That's right, my family has US dollars. Those were all obtained by my younger brother when he worked in the foreign affairs department. It has nothing to do with Shen Hua. I have not received any money from him."

"Is that so? Then continue to confess your brother's crimes."

Old Zhao, who was in charge of the investigation, was secretly delighted. It was so easy to trick him! That Qin Zong said that his family had US dollars, and he was right!

Leader Pan's face was pale. Not only would he be going in, but his brother would probably have his sentence increased. At this moment, it would be a lie to say that he didn't regret it. How could he have been so foolish as to go and cause trouble for Qin Zong?

At the guest house, Zhang Quan and Wang Shan waited all night but didn't see Pan Xibao return. They had an ominous premonition in their hearts. The next morning, Leader Huang sent a driver to pick them up and take them to the Xida Gate of the capital, the tank unit base at the foot of Yanshan Mountain.

Along the way, the two were very puzzled. They had come to the capital to apply for research funding. How did they end up at the tank unit base?

After getting out of the car, the two waited temporarily, watching the scene of the tank soldiers training in boredom: one 59 tank after another emitted black smoke, crushing the ground to pieces, sometimes advancing and sometimes turning.

"Lao Wang, what do you think Leader Huang meant by sending us here?" Zhang Quan was a little curious.

"I don't know either. Hey, look, that tank doesn't look like a 59!" Wang Shan pointed to a tank that was driving over.

They both had five pairs of road wheels, the same egg-shaped turret, and the same slender gun barrel, but the middle of the gun barrel was thicker!

"That's a 105mm tank gun!" Zhang Quan recognized it: "Factory 617 improved the 59-2 tank, which uses this type of tank gun. Could it be… Leader Huang wants us to test the gun?"

"Our armor-piercing projectiles haven't been developed yet, so how could we test the gun? Could it be that they want us to take a look at the supporting armor-piercing projectiles to provide a reference for our research?" Thinking of this, Wang Shan suddenly felt a surge of excitement in his heart. It seemed that this project was a success!

In fact, he didn't care how much the project was allocated, or whether the institute could distribute welfare benefits. What he cared about was whether the weapons in the hands of the troops were advanced, and he hoped to develop more powerful armor-piercing projectiles for the troops.

Just as the two were speculating, a vehicle with a special appearance drove over. The chassis looked very powerful, similar to a large pickup truck, except that there was a box behind it, and the box even extended to the top of the cab.

"What kind of car is that? It looks a bit like a field medical vehicle, but we've never seen this chassis before."

"The license plate it's using isn't a military one either, it's a local car."

"You haven't even seen this before?" At this time, a tank soldier walked over with a crowbar and immediately said when he heard the two's words: "That's Qin Zong's special car. Everyone in the capital knows about it."

Qin Zong's special car? What is Qin Zong doing here?

The two suddenly had an ominous premonition in their hearts.

The car stopped near the two. The two looked over and saw the cargo box door open. Someone came out. First, a young man came down, followed by an old soldier with gray hair.

"Old Huang, please slow down." The young man supported the old soldier, but the old soldier waved his hand and walked down on his own: "I'm not old yet."

"Leader Huang?"

Old Huang smiled: "You arrived first? I had someone pick you up so we could watch the 960 factory's newly developed armor-piercing projectile target practice together."

At this time, the young man was already directing others to lift a shell out of the car.

Below was a golden-orange cylinder, above was a black saddle-shaped sabot, and at the front was a slender penetrator. The exposed part of the penetrator was very sharp, looking like an arrow.

The two's faces instantly changed.

"Leader Huang, what do you mean by this?"

"It doesn't mean anything. I just want you to observe it." After Leader Huang finished speaking, he turned to look at the young man: "Qin Zong, what is the expected penetration depth of your armor-piercing projectile?"

The young man replied: "The penetration depth is expected to be four hundred millimeters. However, there is only this one prototype shell, so we need to find a reliable gunner to fire it. Where's Lao Jiang? Why hasn't he come over to arrange it?"

Qin Zong? This young man is Qin Zong? Wait, a penetration depth of four hundred millimeters?

The two were stunned for a few seconds before they reacted, and their faces turned pale.

It turned out that they were being presumptuous. The tank unit had no intention of letting their Prairie Metal Research Institute develop armor-piercing projectiles at all! The data they reported was only 370 millimeters, and they didn't even know if they could reach it. Factory 960 had come up with a four-hundred-millimeter penetration depth, and the key was that they didn't need the unit's research funding.

"That's absolutely impossible, unless it's made of depleted uranium material." Wang Shan looked at the jet-black, shiny warhead and the slender penetrator: "That should be tungsten alloy, right?"

"That's right, tungsten alloy." Qin Yang said very modestly: "It's a brand new type of shell we've developed, and we don't know if it will be successful. You two are both material experts, so please feel free to give us some guidance."