There was a slight knock on the door, which made Ling Xing startled. He had already heard that the footsteps outside the door belonged to the young and beautiful waitress on this floor. But it was already four o'clock in the morning. It was too late to knock on the door at this time.
Unusually, Ling Xing knew that he had been discovered without even thinking about it. He would not be stupid enough to open the door with luck. He seemed to see a scene like this: behind the timid and beautiful girl, there were four or five people with light steps and steady steps.
The roundup master waited for him to open the door with his pistol drawn.
Without any hesitation, Ling Xing put on his shoes in two or three times, walked to the bedside almost silently, turned around and glanced warily at the charming sleeping woman with a rosy face on the bed, squatted down and pulled it out from under the bed.
A small suitcase commonly used by travelers was placed underground and quickly opened. He took out a shiny revolver. After checking the bullets in the revolver, he casually put it on his waist.
Finally, he closed the suitcase and straightened up, walked quickly to the living room without hesitation, gently opened the balcony door and stepped out - Ling Xing wanted to escape from the balcony, this was the first escape route he chose after entering the guest room, and he jumped down to the third floor.
For him, a tall building is like an ordinary person jumping off a one-meter-high platform. There is no problem. The only thing that worries him is whether the sound when he touches the ground will alert others.
The night in Luzhou City is very quiet. The dim street lights vaguely reflect the outline of the city. Ling Xing, who is on the balcony, can even clearly see a few fishing fires on the river bank more than fifty meters away in front. He just needs to
Landing safely, passing by the garden-like hotel
When the backyard reaches the riverside, it will be much safer. Even if the police are chasing and blocking him, he will plunge into the gray river and quietly cross more than 100 meters with his superb water skills and long-term underwater swimming skills.
The wide river surface makes it very easy to reach the other side.
The knocking on the door was unhurried and continued. Ling Xing ignored it and jumped up to the balcony railing. He quickly slid down along the angle between the balcony and the European-style exterior wall. His whole body moved as nimbly as a gecko. In the blink of an eye,
Suddenly, he stood on the edge of the top of the first floor. He looked around cautiously, put some force on his toes, and jumped calmly to the dark, flat grass.
The moment his body took off, Ling Xing regretted it. A strong murderous aura that he had never encountered before quickly enveloped his whole body. Ling Xing was shocked in the air. Under the stimulation of his subconscious, his body curled up like a civet cat, and then suddenly
Stretching out, his powerful right leg swung like lightning, with a sound of breaking wind, and kicked towards the approaching black figure.
With a crisp sound of "Pa-", Ling Xing took advantage of the huge force of the opponent's palm to fly into the air again, grabbed the treetops extending in mid-air, swung with the flow, and his clothes fell to the ground five meters away.
On the road, he hasn't come yet
Before he could stabilize his body, the ghost-like black shadow was already approaching. Ling Xing, who was so horrified, had no time to pull out the pistol at his waist. In desperation, he could only wave his palms to block the attack.
The big hands on his face and waist.
"Papa -"
The moment the four palms met, a huge collision force erupted, creating a whirlwind. With a muffled groan, Ling Xing was knocked several meters away. The pain all over his body and the blood rushing to his throat made him shake.
At this moment, Ling Xing, who was stranded in the air, finally knew who the opponent was that was approaching him like lightning again. He did not dare to neglect, and took advantage of the momentum of landing to roll awkwardly, barely avoiding the opponent's kick through the air.
His feet suddenly bounced up from the ground and rushed towards the river like an arrow from a string.
The opponent obviously didn't expect Ling Xing to be so skilled, so he roared and chased after him quickly.
The distance of more than fifty meters was not a problem for Ling Xing before, but at this moment, he felt that the journey was so long. Ling Xing, who was running at full speed, could clearly hear the sound of hunting wind coming from behind.
It was getting closer and closer, forcing him to not dare to use the normal jump to fly up the wall and then jump down the river embankment. Instead, he continued to maintain his original posture, flew sideways over the two-meter-high wall, threw himself towards the sloping river bank, and rolled quickly
Go down.
The shadow in hot pursuit obviously didn't expect Ling Xing to be so bold and skilled. He missed the opportunity after a moment's hesitation. When he jumped onto the high wall, he found that the figure of the fleeing enemy had already reached the water more than 30 meters below.
It's over.
Ling Xing quickly climbed up from the ground and ran towards the vague outline of the big ship parked in front of him. He thought that as long as he jumped on the big ship and then jumped into the water, his chances of escape would increase exponentially. No matter how capable the powerful opponent behind him was,
You can't pose a threat to him in the wide, dark water. As long as you successfully escape this time, it won't be too late to come back for revenge after recovering from your internal injuries.
Ling Xing, who jumped up and took a big step, stopped in horror. Two dazzling searchlights on the ship in front suddenly turned on. The strong light stung his eyes, making him almost unable to open them. He quickly turned sideways and raised his hands.
Block your eyes for a while
Only then did Er clearly see a dark twin machine gun and five or six submachine guns. The machine gun was pointed at him. He immediately realized that this was the marine police patrol boat that he had seen cruising on the river in the past few days. He realized that he had fallen into
The dragnet is trapped and there is nowhere to escape.
"Run! Why don't you run away like a fool? Run quickly..."
Ding Zhicheng, who was panting and catching up, sat down on the sloping muddy ground of the river embankment, looked at Ling Xing in front of him who was as motionless as a stone sculpture, and cursed angrily.
Ling Xing turned around and looked around, swallowed a mouthful of blood gushing out of his chest and abdomen, sighed dejectedly, threw away the beautiful revolver he had stolen from the Xufu Police Station's gun store, and turned around.
With his back to the dazzling lights, he looked at Ding Zhicheng, who was sitting four meters away and breathing heavily, with a wry smile. He ignored the armed police swarming on the boat and on the embankment, shook his head and said helplessly:
"I won't lose face if I fall into the hands of Senior Ding... I am too careless. It turns out that the strongest will always have its own opponent, and the arrogant soldiers will surely be defeated!"
Ding Zhicheng laughed angrily: "Haha! Damn it, if I couldn't catch your grandson today, would you still respectfully call me "senior"? I'm afraid all the brothers in the north and south of the Yangtze River will see my joke and help you succeed.
This grandson’s great reputation will last forever
, Bullshit... But it's not bad. We were right three times, and I didn't get any advantage. I admire your grandson's hard work, but you shouldn't do it this time. If you are generous enough to come to your door,
I will definitely treat you to a drink...come here!"
"arrive!"
An angry voice roared.
"Tied!"
After Ding Zhicheng finished speaking, he stood up, wiped the dust off his butt and walked towards Ling Xing.
Ling Xing stretched out his hands with a smile, but Ding Zhicheng's furious voice sounded again: "Go, go, why don't you open your eyes? Don't use handcuffs! Jishan, why are you hiding that beef tendon on your body? Take it out and tie it tightly.
Use handcuffs on his feet... Xiaoyong,
Ask your man to bring two buckets of water with a fire bucket, and when Jishan has tied it up, let me wet the beef tendons on this grandson's body. This grandson's kung fu has traveled across the country for seven or eight years, and he has committed dozens of major crimes.
, very slippery, how can ordinary handcuffs trap him?"
"yes."
Special police captain Chen Jishan's face turned red after being trained. He took out the beef tendon rope that he seldom used on weekdays, brought down Ling Xing who showed no resistance, and tied him up quickly.
Zhou Dayong, the captain of the patrol boat, was very excited when he saw the world-famous criminal robber being captured without any effort. He thought that he had learned a lot this time. Then he saw Chen Jishan impatiently raising his hand to ask for water. Then he came to his senses and replied, "
Okay." He told the brothers to get water quickly, and soon Ling Xing was doused all over his body.
In less than five minutes, Ling Xing, who was tied up like a rice dumpling, was carried up the river embankment by two big men, passed through the hotel's backyard door, and was stuffed into a modified prison van waiting there. Under the escort of four black police cars, he was driven away at lightning speed.
Head to Xufu.
More than two hours later, the motorcade stopped in front of the tight prison of the military prison in the western suburbs of Xufu. Ding Zhicheng, who had just woken up, opened his eyes, got out of the car and walked to the prison van modified by a Jeep in the back. He opened the back door and saw that
Seeing that he was tied tightly and there were three sets of hands on his feet.
The handcuffed Ling Xing was fast asleep. He was so angry that he kicked him over and said to the warden who hurried over, "Strip this grandson naked and send him to a special cell for interrogation. He will be guarded 24 hours a day." That's it.
He walked to the duty room not far away, made a few phone calls and left in the car.
…
At eight o'clock in the morning, a black jeep with a civilian license plate slowly drove into the Economic Research Institute compound at the foot of Cuiping Mountain. After two strict inspections, it finally entered a quiet yard surrounded by green trees and parked in a Chinese-style building.
The front of the three-story building.
An Yi and Shen Fengdao, dressed in casual clothes, got out of the carriage, shook hands with the dean, Mr. Kong, who had been waiting here for a long time, chatted affectionately, entered the building together, walked through the wide hall, and showed their IDs in front of a stone door-style entrance at the back of the building.
, enter the R&D workshop hidden in the heart of the mountain.
The design office of the institute is in the building. Since many weapons have entered the experimental manufacturing stage at this stage, most European and American technical consultants and main heads of various departments have entered the more than 2,000 square meters of the mountainside R&D workshop to work. At this time, no one is
Knowing that An Yi was coming, Dean Kong didn't waste any time and directly brought An Yi in.
An Yi walked around in various areas with bright lights and excellent air permeability. Everywhere he went, he warmly met European and American consultants who were extremely surprised, talked cordially with his researchers, and saw various research works being carried out in an orderly manner.
, I was very pleased, especially the new understanding gained by Xie Zongmian, who was among the first batch of people who stayed in Germany and returned to China, based on the research on grenades and mortars, which surprised An Yi but also paid great attention to it.
Xie Zongmian was originally the senior brother of Shen Jianping and Tao Xun. After resigning from the Hanyang Factory, he, together with Shen Jianping and others, became the first batch of Anjiajun personnel to study in Germany. After arriving in Germany, Xie Zongmian studied mortar attack
Cannon manufacturing technology. This man does not talk much, has a serious personality, is strong, has thick eyebrows and has a nose job. Due to years of hard work, he also wears a thick coat like Tao Xun.
Thick myopia glasses. When he saw that An Yi did not shake hands and say hello with a smile like others, but waited patiently for An Yi and the experts to finish the ceremony, he took An Yi to the testing room next door and took out the newly manufactured portable five-meter
〇The mortar sample was placed on the table next to the grenade tube, and the two design drawings were hung on the wall directly in front. Without another word, he went straight to the topic:
"Commander, please take a look at this grenade. After it was delivered to our research team at the beginning of the year, we took it to the sergeant school and conducted sixteen live-fire tests. As a result, the experimental deviations of the six test groups were quite large. After summary, we found that the Japanese army
Although this kind of grenade is simple to operate and has a range several times farther than that of a grenade, it must undergo long-term live ammunition training and have rich experience before it can operate freely and avoid accidents caused by errors in filling the ammunition.
Explosion at close range.
"Considering the commander's proposal in the letter at the beginning of the year, we made three improvements based on the Japanese grenade, but it was still unsatisfactory, so my subordinates simply decided to reduce the weight and make it easier to carry. It must be no less than 400 meters long.
In order to meet the basic requirements of "range", we redesigned this 50-caliber smoothbore mortar and commissioned the ammunition team to design a new shell. After four test firings of a total of forty-eight shells, we finally achieved relatively good results.
The effect is very satisfactory, and the operation is very simple, and the accuracy is more than ten times higher than that of the grenade... This is the two evaluation opinions of the experimental team and the expert group. However, because its cost is four times that of the grenade,
Times, it was a pity that the project failed to pass the final review and approval, and I would like to ask the commander to take a look, and then conduct a live-fire test. If the commander still feels that it is not feasible, the subordinates will give up."
An Yi took it very seriously when he heard this. He stepped forward and looked at it carefully. He followed the operating procedures on the spot and broke down the firing and aiming postures. He found that this compact mortar, which weighed only 4.5 kilograms without the launch base, was very
It is suitable for individual soldiers to carry, and it only requires two people to launch it easily. If it really reaches what Xie Zongmian said, "it can fire 25 to 28 rounds per minute with a little training," it will undoubtedly be the first choice in the military class.
A great addition to platoon level firepower.
Therefore, after a brief discussion with Dean Kong Zechuan and two American experts, An Yi decided on the spot to produce five samples in half a month, with a total of 600 special artillery shells with three effects. Once completed, an army machine gun would be launched immediately.
If the launch test participated by military officers and soldiers can really meet the design requirements and obtain the approval of the majority of experts and military officers, the final design can be completed and mass production can begin.
Seeing that his hard work had finally gained An Yi's attention, Xie Zongmian was so happy that he walked around in circles twice and quickly rushed to his own development team to report the good news, forgetting to even say thank you.
Everyone saw it interestingly and couldn't help but laugh.
An Yi did not smile. He stared at the mortar carefully for a long time. When he raised his head, he found the 43-year-old German Kreutz Hoeness, the consultant leader of the firearms development team, striding over. His eyes lit up.
He greeted him with a smile.
Hoeness held An Yi's hand, greeted him in a low voice, and asked An Yi if he knew that a battalion of U.S. Marines that had just arrived in Shanghai from the Philippines was quietly equipped with a semi-automatic rifle?
An Yi immediately put away his smile and asked in a low voice. Hoeness thought for a moment and led An Yi through the sixty-meter-long wide corridor to his office. He took out a newspaper and an English book from the desk drawer.
magazine, pointing to the black and white photo on the front page of the magazine, and said excitedly:
"Ann, have you seen it? This is the magazine published by the American Small Arms Association in September last year. Look at this guy. His name is John Canteus Garland. The rifle Garland has was selected last year.
It is an excellent semi-automatic rifle. The U.S. Arms Committee seemed not satisfied with the caliber of the firearm. The order was changed to a seven-millimeter caliber. As a result, Garand changed it as required.
, it was rejected by the military in the evaluation last July, and it was still required to use the 7.62mm caliber, which is the gun in the picture... An, look at this newspaper published by the Americans in the Shanghai Concession
, look at the two sentries in the picture. Although the printing quality of the newspaper is not as good as that of the magazine, you can still see that the guns in the two pictures are exactly the same..."
An Yi read it carefully and asked in surprise: "Krotz, tell me, what can I do for you?"
Crotz blinked and smiled ambiguously: "An, the unique hammer design and recoil mechanism of this gun are exactly the problems we are facing. According to the magazine, its ammunition supply method is very unique. If you can
If I take it back and dissect it for research, I think the semi-automatic rifle research team will be deeply inspired. An, I know you must be able to get back one or two samples, right?"
An Yi smiled slightly: "Let's do this, Crotz, I will ask the relevant departments to study it immediately after I go back, and try to give you a reply within a week, okay?"
"That's great, Ann! Thank you...but please don't leave right away. I also have an American magazine sent by your Economic Research Institute. It reports on a very interesting person. You can read it.
Look. Wait a moment..."
Klotz Hoeness took out another magazine, turned to the middle insert, pointed to a paragraph of text he had underlined in red, and read it in a low voice:
"...Mr. David Marshall Williams was arrested for bootlegging in 1921. During the arrest, a policeman was shot and killed. The court sent Williams to jail without sufficient evidence.
At that time, the warden did not believe that Williams was guilty, and also believed that he had talent in small arms design, so he allowed Williams to design a rifle using discarded steel in the prison workshop, and successfully test-fired it in the prison.
"The friendship between the warden and the talented prisoner caused a sensation in North Carolina through media reports. The court reopened Williams' case and finally found out that another police officer accidentally shot his companion when he fired. Williams was serving his sentence.
After serving his sentence for illegal brewing, he was released from prison in 1929 and continued to engage in firearms research and design. Unfortunately, the semi-automatic weapon he designed
Although automatic pistols or revolver rifles have a longer and more effective range than existing rifles, and are easier to operate and carry than any current semi-automatic rifle, his talent has not been taken seriously so far... An,
Since you were able to get me here from the impoverished Munich, couldn’t you invite the equally unlucky American genius?”
An Yi took the magazine in surprise, read it carefully, and then gave Hoeness a warm hug: "Thank you, Crotz, how can I express my gratitude to you..."