Rebirth of the 1980s: The Military Industry Empire

"Alas, such a good celebration banquet, ruined by you into an unhappy ending." Back in their residence, Qin Baoguo glanced at his son, feeling extremely emotional.

"Dad, if we come back to engage in military industry again, then we have to break the iron rice bowl and rely on competition for everything." Qin Yang said, "If this rule cannot be established, then what can our third-tier military factory use to compete with the first-tier major factories?"

Every word Qin Yang said seemed to make sense, and Qin Baoguo also sighed, "Yes, you are right, but do you know how many people you offended today!"

"The business world is like a battlefield, so what if we offend them? We are essentially snatching food from their mouths, so we will offend them sooner or later." Qin Yang said, "Now it is a market economy, whoever adapts to competition first will survive, and whoever waits for the higher-ups to feed them will go bankrupt and close down. Even if we get nothing, we can continue with our military-to-civilian conversion. If our designs aren't used, that's a loss for the country, and the decision-makers will be criminals in history."

Saying things to this extent was a bit too much, and Qin Baoguo didn't know how to discipline his son anymore, so he changed the subject, "You want to annex Factory 955?"

"Yes, if we don't intervene, their factory will definitely fail." Qin Yang said, "Now our factory is already developed. If we want to merge with their Factory 955, they would definitely welcome it."

The publicly announced name of Factory 960 is the Capital First Agricultural Tool Factory. Since there is a 'First,' there is naturally a 'Second.' The Capital Second Agricultural Tool Factory is Factory 955.

The two factories are separated by only one Cuotou Mountain. If you take the mountain road around the foot of the mountain, it is five or six li away. It would be even closer if you went directly over the mountain.

In that special era, third-tier military factories were being built in large numbers. Factory 960 manufactured Type 56 rifles, and the adjacent Factory 955 specialized in producing bullets for the Type 56. It can be said that they were brother factories.

Factory 960 was abandoned by the higher-ups and had to engage in military-to-civilian conversion, and Factory 955 would certainly not be valued either. They also had to engage in military-to-civilian conversion.

However, a factory producing semi-automatic rifles could produce civilian air rifles, but what could a factory producing bullets produce?

If there are no accidents, this factory will be completely finished by 1982. They are already unable to pay wages. Factory 960 has already grown and become stronger, so merging with this factory is easy, right?

Qin Baoguo nodded, "You are right. You were unwilling to be a worker at the beginning, but now you are starting to consider the overall situation of the factory. Good, good!" Qin Baoguo looked at his son approvingly, "As long as these projects are secured, our development will be limitless! That gun…"

"Oh no!" Qin Baoguo's face changed, "Our two guns are still in the 212! We must not have any accidents!"

If it were in a regular shooting range, the guns would have to be handed over to the armory after shooting, and there would be no accidents, but now…

"Well, if there are no accidents, the 7.62mm caliber prototype gun has already been taken away by Yang Zhaojun." Qin Yang said with a smile.

Qin Baoguo was stunned. What? Yang Zhaojun?

Yang Zhaojun did not attend the banquet tonight. Everyone thought he was just embarrassed and didn't think much about it. They were drinking and chatting for so long, Yang Zhaojun had plenty of time to act! If the prototype gun was stolen by Yang Zhaojun…

Qin Baoguo looked at Qin Yang's expression in surprise, "You're not worried?"

"Worried about what? There are no patent rights in the military industry. If they can imitate it, that's their ability." Qin Yang said, "Since we're talking about it, let's go take a look."

In fact, no one understands what patent rights are now, and most people don't have this awareness. In the past, when one party was in trouble, all parties supported them. To assist in the construction of a factory, people and materials had to be provided. Everyone didn't take this thing seriously at all.

Not to mention the design drawings of a gun, even the design drawings of a fighter jet would be completely transported to a certain factory if the higher-ups wanted to transfer it.

Even if patent fees were to be charged, it would be impossible. In the military industry, being able to imitate is a skill. Who would mention patent fees?

When the Su-27 was introduced, it was agreed to be produced at Shenfei. The initial agreement was for the Su-27SK, but after assembling a batch in China, they stopped assembling it and quickly manufactured the J-11B. Then it became unstoppable, with the J-15 and J-16. Did the Russians ask for patent fees? Of course not! They even had to publicly declare that these fighter jets had nothing to do with the Su-27 and were independently developed by the Chinese.

Since they can copy the Su-27, can they copy the F-22 and F-35? Of course not! Even if these fighter jets are placed in front of them, they cannot be imitated. At most, they can only know its material composition, but they don't know how it was manufactured!

In the military industry, unique production processes are used to restrict others from imitating, so that they can carefreely export products in large quantities and make money. If a third party wants to imitate, then solve the problem of the process!

The two walked towards the outside parking lot.

Qin Yang strolled leisurely, while Qin Baoguo strode quickly. The two came to the 212 in a very disharmonious manner.

Qin Baoguo breathed a sigh of relief: the spare tire was still there, and the trunk had not been opened! Wait! The tarpaulin of the trunk…

There was a large L-shaped opening on it, fluttering in the wind. Qin Baoguo clenched his fists, his face extremely ugly.

"Alas, this is too weak. You can open the car window with just a wire, but you have to use this method. It's good that the tarpaulin is broken, it's time to replace it with a new one." Qin Yang commented, then put his hands to his mouth in the shape of a trumpet and shouted loudly, "Someone! Come quickly! Our Factory 960's car has been vandalized!"

His voice resounded through the night sky. A few minutes later, a team of patrolling soldiers ran over. Then, the entire camp sounded the whistle.

"What's going on?" Leader Wang rushed over, looking at the cut 212 tarpaulin, "Someone stole a gun? Someone, search the dormitories of the people from Factory 296!"

Leader Wang was not a pushover either. He could lock down the suspect by thinking with his brain.

"Report, they have already left!"

"Damn it!" Leader Wang was furious, "They don't take the army seriously! They can do such a thing, they are too shameless!"