Rebirth of the 1980s: The Military Industry Empire

The factory door opened, and Zhang Guoqiang stuck his head out: "Sister-in-law, please don't make a scene here. We're very busy with work… Hey, you can't go in!"

Before he could finish speaking, the woman named Cuihua scurried over and charged towards Huang Ming, who was operating the equipment next to the machine while comparing it to the blueprints, and grabbed his ear.

A tigress, not to be trifled with!

Huang Ming readily stuffed the blueprints into his work clothes pocket and covered his ears with both hands: "Stop, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts! Can you give me some face in front of so many people?"

"Hmph, you leave this old lady to keep a lonely house. What face is there to give? Let's go, come home with me! It's time to pay the public grain!"

In the entire factory, Cuihua was probably the only one so悍, the other workers were holding back their laughter, watching Cuihua take the man away.

"Zhang Guoqiang, let me tell you, don't think that just because you're an official, you can order people around at will. My man has been working for so long, you don't care about him, but I do. I'm taking him away!"

Zhang Guoqiang had a bitter smile on his face: "You can take him away, but be careful, don't let him have contact with anyone from Factory 296. The factory has issued an order that anyone who makes contact will be fired!"

"Got it!" Cuihua responded.

In the darkness, several people found a blind spot in the guard's patrol and peered with great interest from outside a window in a neglected corner of the factory building.

The machines inside were still roaring, and several people began to discuss.

"Lao Huang, your sister-in-law is too fierce, isn't she?"

"Alas, thirty like a wolf, forty like a tiger."

"We just happened to pass by her house and casually said a few bad things about Huang Ming and the old woman who delivers food in the cafeteria, and this woman angrily went to confront them. This tigress is too fierce."

Huang Xin swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Yes, whether it succeeds or not depends on my sister-in-law. Tomorrow morning then. Hey, where are you guys going?"

Huang Xin was a little anxious when he saw several of his companions wanting to follow.

"Isn't it time to pay the public grain? Let's go listen."

"How old are you all! Don't delay the important business!"

"That's right, let's go back and discuss it again." Wang Lijun said: "Did you guys see that? Huang Ming seemed to have casually stuffed the blueprint into his pocket."

… …

For many people, this was an unforgettable night.

Wang Lijun and the others went back and discussed the next steps, considering all possibilities.

Lin Heping lay on the bed in the 960 Factory's guest house, thinking about what had happened that day, holding the gun case containing the 12.7mm caliber sniper rifle that Qin Yang had given him, filled with anticipation, wishing he could immediately return to the battlefield and blow the enemy's head off from a thousand meters away.

Huang Ming was taken back by Cuihua, and he really did pay the public grain. It was even more tiring than working in the workshop. When he got up the next day, he had two panda eyes.

Creak!

Huang Ming gently pushed open the door and saw the person standing outside.

"Cousin? Why are you here? What are you doing standing at the door so early in the morning? Come in quickly!" Huang Ming said in surprise when he saw Huang Xin standing at the door. He had completely forgotten the requirement not to have contact with people from Factory 296.

"Yo, Brother, you're here again?" Cuihua also greeted him with a smile.

Yesterday evening, Huang Xin had come to visit, but since Huang Ming wasn't home, he sat for a while and left. Why did he come again so early in the morning?

With this question in mind, Cuihua looked at Huang Ming.

Huang Ming was holding an aluminum lunch box with steam still rising from it, and a paper package, which was greasy. He smiled: "I originally planned to have a good drink with my cousin last night, but I couldn't find him. Let's have breakfast together this morning, tofu brains and fried dough sticks, and chat for a few words, then I'll be leaving."

"Leaving? So soon?"

"Yes, there are still many things to do in the factory. Seeing that your Factory 960 doesn't welcome us very much, I won't stay any longer." Huang Xin said: "Let's eat breakfast and chat."

"Okay."

"Then do you want to go back?"

Go back?

Cuihua widened her eyes: "How to go back?"

"Cousin, what about you?" Huang Xin looked at Huang Ming: "Do you want to go back? If you want to go back, our Factory 296 welcomes you at any time. We can solve your job problem and even let you enter the technical department as a research and development staff member."

Huang Ming shook his head: "Forget it, I'm doing fine here."

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Why are you…" Before Cuihua could finish speaking, Huang Ming had already stood up and ran outside without even bothering to put on his work clothes: "I'm going to work, I'll be late!"

Go to work, be late? Cuihua glanced at the clock on the desk: "Come back, you come back to me!"

Cuihua said as she chased out.

Only Huang Xin was left alone in the room. He looked around and saw the corner of a piece of paper peeking out from the pocket of Huang Ming's work clothes. The light blue color indicated that it was a technical blueprint!

The blueprint that Huang Ming brought back from the production workshop yesterday!

Huang Xin listened carefully to the outside. The two of them had already run far away, so he gently walked over and opened the blueprint.

7.62mm sniper rifle barrel machining process drawing!

When he saw the name on it, Huang Xin felt his heart beating wildly. He stuffed the blueprint into his pocket, then strode out, looked back at the open door, originally wanting to close it, thought for a moment and left it as it was.

In the guest house, several people were waiting anxiously. When they saw Huang Xin hurriedly returning, they were all a little anxious: "Where's Huang Ming? Why didn't you bring him?"

"He refused to come, but I got this."

The several people took the blueprint and immediately became excited.

"Good, talking a lot of nonsense, what hot-melt coating technology, ion spraying technology, chemical vapor deposition technology, we've never even heard of it. It turns out it's just plating, but it's just using nickel plating instead of chrome plating!"

Wang Lijun's face showed a smile: "Although he refuses to come, we already know the process. We'll try a few times when we go back, and we'll definitely be able to make the same type of gun! Even if the sniper rifle project fails, we can also use it in other projects as a result of our technological innovation!"

"Are we leaving?"

"Of course, we're leaving. Their Factory 960 doesn't welcome us at all. What's the point of staying?"

The group left without saying goodbye, but they didn't notice that someone was quietly watching them from the big tree outside their window.

"Brother Lin, don't hide, come down, let's go have breakfast." A voice came from under the big tree.

Lin Heping was stunned. He nimbly jumped down, took off the temporary camouflage clothing made of leaves he was wearing, and stood in front of Qin Yang: "How did you find me?"

"I was bluffing you. You're a reconnaissance soldier, how could I know where you're hiding."

Lin Heping smiled: "They easily got your production process and left. You arranged all this, didn't you?"

"Let's not talk about them, let's talk about us. Brother Lin, are we going to Factory 955 today? Are you coming with us?"

"Nickel plating of the barrel seems pretty good too, what's the problem with it?" Lin Heping was still clinging to this topic.

Qin Yang glanced at him and continued to walk forward.

"Nickel can increase strength, but it cannot increase hardness. Increasing the amount of nickel will reduce the steel's hot hardness."

Lin Heping stood in place, thinking for two seconds: "So, it will burst the barrel?"