Chapter 783: Bad Taste

The campus of the Central Academy of Drama is very small; it used to be the mansion of Jin Yunpeng, one of the Four Great Vajras of the Northern Sheep old Duan.

There are several Western-style buildings inside, which can meet the current teaching requirements, but cannot meet the conditions for teachers and students to stay.

So the teachers of the Central Academy of Drama live outside. They are mostly not short of money and have their own mansions.

Although Mai Qinglan's family is not a business giant, they are also a wealthy family. Her parents have accumulated a lot of surplus wealth, and they only have this one child, so their life is quite good.

It seems that the several mansions Li Xuewu collected, it seems that the lives of these teachers are very good.

There are wages, subsidies, and apprentices to serve.

Speaking of apprentices, Li Xuewu glanced at Mai Qinglan and asked, "Are there no apprentices at home?"

Mai Qinglan shook her head, frowned and said, "The few apprentices my parents brought are already adults."

As she spoke, she looked at the gate of her house with a frown. The people monitoring her parents were sitting in the courtyard.

Li Xuewu pursed his lips, gave Gu Yan a look, and walked into the courtyard.

Mai Qinglan was about to follow, but was pulled by Lao Biaozi, signaling her not to follow.

Li Wenbiao knew Wu Ge's style of handling affairs very well. Whether it was treating Mai Qinglan's parents or treating the people in the courtyard, the methods were not very suitable for her to see.

Mai Qinglan also considered whether her entering would cause trouble for the other party, so she stayed at the gate, looking anxiously at the two people who entered the door.

"Comrade, who are you looking for?"

"Comrade!"

"Stop! You!..."

The two people sitting inside looked at Li Xuewu and Gu Yan breaking in, stood up and asked two questions. Seeing that the other party didn't answer, they already frowned and came over to block them.

Gu Yan slapped the face of the one who rushed over, making the other party stagger.

And the other person saw that the person who came in was so arrogant, not knowing what the other party's identity was, and could only be stunned in place.

Li Xuewu walked straight into the courtyard, looked at the layout of the courtyard, which was similar to the several he bought—a second-entry courtyard, which is considered quite good in the capital.

He signaled Gu Yan to wait at the gate, and he walked towards the one who came out to see.

"Your surname is Mai?"

"I... I am, who are you?"

Mai Yongsheng didn't know Li Xuewu, nor did he know what happened at the gate. How did this young man get in?

Although this is his home, he and his wife are being monitored and living in the school. It is said that they will continue to suffer that bitterness tomorrow. He came out to see with trepidation, thinking it was ahead of schedule.

Li Xuewu tilted his head, smiled and gestured to the inner room, saying, "Let's go in and talk."

Mai Yongsheng glanced at the gate, raised his hand to gesture to the inner room, and said a "please."

He had to invite him, even if he didn't want to. If it's a blessing, it's not a disaster; if it's a disaster, you can't hide from it.

He didn't know what identity the person who came was, but being able to settle the surveillance at the gate meant he certainly had some ability.

As for what he came to find him for, he didn't have to consider it, because he was already like this, looking like he could be pinched to death at any time.

Gu Yan watched Li Xuewu enter the door, turned to look at the two people standing against the wall facing the wall, and muttered a "trash."

The girl just said there were several people in the courtyard, why were there only these two?

Gu Yan was puzzled, and Li Xuewu didn't figure it out, but he knew whether there was anyone in the courtyard at a glance, so he didn't think too much.

When he walked out with the surprised Mai Yongsheng couple, the people they didn't see were blocking the gate.

"Who are you?"

There were four people blocking the door. The leader was a man in his thirties who looked like a cadre, followed by those in their twenties.

Li Xuewu didn't care about them, shook his chin, and pulled out the M1911 from his waist in the surprised eyes of everyone in the courtyard.

"Do you want to ask whose gun is in my hand first?"

The leader narrowed his eyes slightly. He saw the scarred man's gun, and also saw the Mai Yongsheng couple whose hands were handcuffed together, and they were also carrying a bag together, which seemed to contain a lot of things.

Being able to use a gun, being able to use handcuffs, and being so arrogant, he could only think of a few powerful departments.

They were just an organization in the school and hadn't been in contact with these departments.

Li Xuewu didn't have a good face and gestured to the Mai Yongsheng couple, saying, "Who told you to stop? Keep walking out!"

Mai Yongsheng glanced at him and walked out with his wife.

The cadre who was the leader blocked the door, his eyes looking at the man holding the gun, and did not move away.

The two people standing in front of the shadow wall facing the wall also wanted to turn their heads to look, but were suddenly slapped in the mouth.

"Who told you to look back? Stand honestly!"

Gu Yan scolded coldly, and then went to beat the few people at the door.

He understood that his brother-in-law came to solve the problem for Li Wenbiao's father-in-law. When the problem cannot be solved by conventional methods, then create a more serious problem to cover up the original problem.

Of course, the premise is that they have to take the people out. He didn't know how his brother-in-law's skills were, so he had to do the fighting.

But before he could rush forward, he heard a "click" behind him, and his brother-in-law's pistol had already been loaded.

"Do you dare to hinder us from performing our mission?"

Gu Yan cooperated very well by not looking back, but pushed the Mai Yongsheng couple in front of him to walk forward, pressing against the other party's human wall.

The leader cadre's eyes kept looking at Li Xuewu. Now that the gun was against his forehead, he naturally didn't have the courage to bet whether there were bullets in the other party's gun.

But he couldn't let the people he was watching be lost for no reason, so he could only threaten, "The people you want to catch are teachers in our school. You have to let me know who you are, right?"

"Furthermore,"

The cadre pointed to the two people standing in front of the shadow wall in the courtyard and said, "How can you beat people? We are people from the school work committee."

Gu Yan saw that the other party was somewhat loosened, pushed hard, and Mai Yongsheng took his wife and squeezed through the human wall, walking out of this home gate that had been sealed for a long time.

Seeing his daughter's figure outside the gate, and remembering what the person had just said to him, he lowered his head and walked towards the Jeep with his tearful wife.

Li Xuewu was still standing in the gate hall, holding the pistol against the cadre's chest, narrowing his eyes and saying, "I hit the person. It's a big deal to call your leaders over, and I'll slap him again, okay?"

After finishing, he lowered his eyelids, walked out without caring, and those blocking the door had long since dodged because of Gu Yan's collision.

Facing the scarred man, they were even more afraid to stop him. Such an arrogant person was really not someone they could provoke.

The leader cadre stared at Li Xuewu and didn't dare to do anything. He just stared, his body turning with him, with a little bit of illusory persistence in his cowardice.

Li Xuewu put away the gun and pointed at Mai Qinglan, who was crying and being pulled by Lao Biaozi, saying, "Although your parents' case has nothing to do with you, don't leave our sight."

As he spoke, he looked at the girl who walked down from the steps and looked at him, and said to Lao Biaozi, "When we need you to assist in the investigation, you must let us find you, otherwise, the consequences will be very serious."

After finishing the threat, he glanced at the few people standing at the gate, curled his lips in disdain, jumped into the passenger seat, and signaled Gu Yan to drive away.

Watching the Jeep leave, the leader cadre frowned and glanced at the courtyard, asking, "What did they search for?"

"I... I don't know."

The one who was beaten covered his face and said, "They broke in and grabbed people. We were pressed against the wall and didn't dare to move. If we moved, they would hit us."

The person who came with the cadre whispered, "Could it be that Mai Yongsheng hid something in his house, or his identity is suspicious?"

"Impossible, right?"

The person next to him frowned and said, "We have already turned this courtyard over once. If there was a problem, we would have discovered it long ago."

The one who was beaten leaned over to look at Mai Qinglan crying outside, and asked with a grin, "Director Wang, could it be that they came to save Mai Yongsheng?"

"Is your brain beaten into a paste!"

The cadre called Director Wang frowned and looked at him, saying angrily, "Can't you even tell the difference between saving people and catching people?!"

"Also!"

Director Wang pointed at this person's chest and questioned, "How did you watch the door? We were caught while we were eating. Why didn't you know how to stop them!"

This person was pushed back by the pointing. He really wanted to say his true thoughts: Didn't I stop them? Didn't you see the slap mark on my face? I stopped them, but I didn't stop them.

Also, you actually questioned me why I didn't stop them. Why didn't you stop them hard just now!

You know you are afraid of death, don't I know I am afraid of pain?

Director Wang glared at the male comrade who didn't speak and walked outside.

When he reached Mai Qinglan, looking at the daughter of the former mentor who was still crying, he frowned and asked, "Who are the people who caught your parents? What did they search for?"

Mai Qinglan just cried, crying that her parents were finally out, crying that her family's fate was full of twists and turns, crying that she was powerless.

Director Wang wanted to ask two questions, but looking at Mai Qinglan's sorrowful appearance and thinking about the situation of the Mai Yongsheng couple, it was not good to destroy their whole family.

"Xiao Lan, you have to tell me the truth."

Director Wang endured it and said calmly, "Only if you tell me the truth will I have a chance to help your parents."

Mai Qinglan raised her head, gritting her teeth and enduring it. She really wanted to spit in this person's face.

This person was brought up by her parents, but he was the one who pushed her parents into hell. The first person to propose criticizing her parents was this person.

Now it's good, he stepped on her parents' heads and finally got promoted, but he came to care about her hypocritically.

Li Wenbiao felt Mai Qinglan's trembling in his arms, patted her arm, and said to Director Wang, "We don't know what kind of people they are. They just said they wanted to find Teacher Mai to assist in the investigation, very arrogant."

"Who are you?"

Director Wang sized up Li Wenbiao. He was sure this kid was not a student in the school. This appearance couldn't pass the enrollment test at all.

Li Wenbiao had seen many scenes. Seeing Director Wang ask, he said casually, "I am Mai Qinglan's middle school classmate, met on the road."

Director Wang glanced at him, then looked at the little junior sister who was glaring at him, and just felt it was boring.

Did he still need the ugly fat guy to say this? Didn't he see the other party's arrogance?

Listening to this person's explanation, he already had a guess in his heart. Assisting in the investigation, could it be the Investigation Department?

Few other units say this. Catching people is catching people. What is assisting in the investigation?

If it were an ordinary powerful department, he would dare to chase it, but if it were the Investigation Department...

"Director Wang,"

The one who was beaten was a cadre, and at this moment he came to ask for instructions, "Do we still need to continue to guard this mansion?"

"Is your brain a pig's brain!"

Director Wang was about to be angered to death by this person, pointed at the other party and said, "The people are gone, why guard a ghost!"

After finishing, he gestured to the gate where they parked their bicycles and said, "Get out!"

The one who was beaten was really unlucky. Being beaten didn't count, and he had to be scolded, and scolded from both ends.

Cursing Director Wang for being unfilial and not dying well in his heart, he waved his hand on the surface and led the crowd to push their bicycles away.

Director Wang turned his head to look at Mai Qinglan. He didn't have the heart to continue questioning. Knowing too much is sometimes not a good thing.

He had the heart to occupy this mansion, but thinking of the mentor's past, as well as the miserable situation of the little junior sister, plus this family had already been scraped clean by him.

Importantly, if the Mai Yongsheng couple were really taken away by the Investigation Department, he wouldn't want to get involved in this.

Anyway, the monk can run, but the temple cannot. With Mai Qinglan here, he can afford to wait.

So he changed his words again: "I will ask about your parents' affairs. If you have news, notify me in time."

After finishing, he glanced at Lao Biaozi, sized him up, and exhorted, "Stay away from people who are not decent."

"I..."

Lao Biaozi gritted his teeth and glared at Director Wang who was riding away. He really wanted to learn from Wu Ge and slap him.

But he also knew that Wu Ge didn't slap his face, which meant it wasn't convenient to slap.

To put it bluntly, doing this today was just bluffing. Wu Ge has a Jeep, a pistol, and the confidence of not being afraid of revealing his identity, so he dared to bluff.

But Li Wenbiao knew very well that he couldn't. He hit someone, and this matter would be magnified, especially this Director Wang. If he pursued it to the end, it would be very troublesome.

Only this kind of vague situation can be considered stable. The Mai Yongsheng couple will disappear for a period of time, no one will pursue this matter again, and what should pass will pass.

Although Wu Ge didn't say the follow-up solution, he knew where to find his future father-in-law and mother-in-law, so he should go and please them.

"Uh? Are you better?"

Looking at Mai Qinglan who had stopped crying, Lao Biaozi was stunned. She was crying like a rainstorm just now, why did she stop so quickly?

Mai Qinglan glanced at the fat guy and said calmly, "Fortunately, you said I was your middle school classmate. If you said I was a relative, it would have been exposed."

Lao Biaozi stared, not knowing what it meant, but still said, "Wu Ge and I have always used such excuses since we were young..."

He couldn't go on, because he saw it—Mai Qinglan wasn't asking about this.

"He is my parents' apprentice and grew up in my house."

Mai Qinglan seemed to be telling someone else's story, calm and peaceful. Everything she wanted was obtained, and the calm after the storm was even more pleasant.

Just like telling a story, Mai Qinglan told the fat guy about her family and her childhood.

Li Wenbiao listened to her finish, looked at Mai Qinglan who looked a bit melancholy, and opened his mouth hesitantly, "You... you can see it too, actually... I... that."

Mai Qinglan patted the fat guy's knee, stood up, looked at the man who stood up with her, and asked, "You haven't answered my question yet."

"What?"

Lao Biaozi was thinking about whether to talk about marriage. He didn't want to force the other party to marry him, and he didn't want Wu Ge to pressure her with her parents.

From the beginning, whether it was Mai Qinglan or Su Qing, it was all youthful restlessness and brave attempts. He really never thought about getting any of them.

Including Mai Qinglan taking the initiative to tell him about the difficulties, he thought about helping if he could. He had made it very clear to Wu Ge last night that he didn't want to embarrass Wu Ge.

Facing Mai Qinglan's questioning now, he couldn't remember what she asked that he didn't answer.

Mai Qinglan walked into the courtyard, walking and saying, "I asked you, will you be good to me?"

As she spoke, she turned her head and pointed at this slightly silly fat guy, reminding him, "Don't make me wait too long for an answer."

Lao Biaozi was stunned on the spot. Even if he was a novice, he could know what the other party meant. Watching Mai Qinglan enter the courtyard, he shouted loudly, "Yes, I will!"

Maybe he was afraid his answer wasn't loud enough, so he chased into the courtyard and shouted again.

But seeing Mai Qinglan ignoring him and continuing to rummage for something in the room, he asked again, "What are you looking for?"

"Household registration book."

Mai Qinglan was busy without raising her head, but said impatiently, "How can I register for marriage without a household registration book?"

"I thought you weren't coming."

Li Zhengfeng watched the Jeep enter the large courtyard, walked out of the institute's building door, and stood in the gate hall waiting for Li Xuewu.

Li Xuewu smiled and called out "Old Uncle," then introduced his brother-in-law and told him the other party's identity.

Li Zhengfeng nodded to Gu Yan, not caring about his identity. They agreed to test the gun, and this gun was also to be used by the troops, so it was natural to find someone with this identity to test the gun.

Gu Yan sized up this side casually and followed his brother-in-law upstairs. There were still a few people sitting in the receiving room at the building door, but none of them noticed this side.

When they arrived at the office, looking at the two chatting and laughing, if it weren't for his brother-in-law introducing the situation on the way, he would have really thought this was his brother-in-law's own uncle.

"How many guns did you make?"

Li Xuewu rubbed his hands and said impatiently, "Take them out and let me see."

"Do you want to see the gun first, or the production process design book first?"

Li Zhengfeng could see the little fox's mind. He didn't like the gun; otherwise, he wouldn't have sent it over for him to dismantle and copy.

He understood that this cheap nephew liked making guns, or to be specific, he liked the identity of making guns.

He had carefully studied the production environment introduction materials sent by Li Xuewu.

Steel City, making cars, making ships, making hardware, and now aiming at making guns—this is to raise the management level of the production factory area.

This is inevitable. As long as there is a military project in that factory area, the relevant confidentiality level and production management must be at a level that matches it.

The gun doesn't matter. As long as this thing is valuable, can be sold, can be produced for a long time, and is valued, then the goal is achieved.

Li Xuewu had a look of being seen through, smiled and spread his hands, and took a folder from the other party.

"Just this little?"

Li Xuewu sat down while flipping through the documents in his hand, curious about what the production process design was like.

He now has two major projects, one is right in front of him, and one is for cars. Both need to do production process design.

The difference is that one must have an assembly line, and one does not need the kind of assembly line in the automotive industry.

The production and processing technology of rifle parts cannot be compared with automobile production. The processing technology of the engine is about the same, which is a very precise step.

It not only requires mature workers and skills, but also a mature management team and processing team.

Li Zhengfeng tapped the table with his finger and curled his lips, saying, "What are you thinking? If it were so simple, could I have delayed it for so long?"

After finishing, he pointed to the document in Li Xuewu's hand and said, "What you are looking at is a summary. The complete version is locked in the warehouse, and it has to be pulled by a car."

Li Xuewu nodded with a smile, not caring about this old uncle's showing off. People are designers, and completing a task is naturally to show off.

Do you dare to tell a programmer that his design has a BUG?

Believe it or not, he will kill you!

In minutes!

He is a cadre in the Rolling Mill anyway. The summary is not very profound. It is obviously used by the old uncle opposite to fool him.

Of course, it is also used for him to fool the leaders above.

This is a common problem for those who do business. They all look down on the business ability of the leaders and feel that the level of the leaders in business is stupid.

Li Xuewu did this before. How he fooled Li Huai De before, now Li Zhengfeng fools him.

It is really the cycle of heaven, retribution is not bad.

The key is that he has to eat this set of fooling, because he is finished if he is really given that car of information.

He is not a professional, and the copy in his hand is just right. So even if he knows the old uncle opposite is despising himself, he has to accept it.

"Very good, I'll take it back for the leaders to see."

Li Xuewu closed the document with a smile. He only looked at Li Zhengfeng's signature at the back of the document.

Facing the expression of "You really don't understand, it's so rubbish" on the old uncle's face, he decided to take the gun back and force Xia Zhongquan to look at it carefully. If he could pick out any flaws, he would come back and kill this bad old uncle!

Of course, this is not possible now. He has to be smiling, flattering, and coaxing, and he has to let the other party take him to test the gun.

Li Zhengfeng eats this set of Li Xuewu very much. Although he knows that the other party wishes to refute him to nothing, he enjoys the pleasure of technical crushing. This is also the bad taste of researchers.

He took Li Xuewu downstairs, got into the Willys at the door, learned from the American ghosts in the movies, put his index finger and middle finger together to signal Gu Yan, who was driving, to go to the shooting range. He had already prepared everything there.

Gu Yan was also quite funny, made an American salute, and said with a smile, "Oh~~~ As you command, my General MacArthur."

After finishing, he stepped on the accelerator and drove this Willys old car that his father captured from the peninsula with a sense of push-back.

Li Zhengfeng was not afraid of this. He had experienced everything. He grabbed the handrail, turned his head and smiled at Li Xuewu, "Your brother-in-law is quite interesting."

"Hehe~"

Li Xuewu smiled lightly, "Since you like him so much, let him report to you later. Anyway, he is idle, just saving me some money."

Gu Yan hung his account at the club to be chic. He was clear about this. It wasn't what Following Lou Jie said, nor what Lao Biaozi said, but what he said himself.

Following Lou Jie knew that this was Li Xuewu's brother-in-law. How could she feel distressed about such a little money and make Li Xuewu embarrassed?

Lao Biaozi saw the account book and knew that the account was charged by the brother-in-law who was a disaster for Wu Ge, but this was someone else's family affair, so it was even more impossible for him to interrupt.

Although he looked down on this second-generation ancestor who was idle all day, it didn't prevent him from recognizing the other party's identity.

Li Zhengfeng sized up Gu Yan for a while, shook his head with a smile, "I think it's better to forget it. It's better to take you as a target later, so that you can die thoroughly."

Being able to see Gu Yan's sloppiness at a glance wasn't because Li Zhengfeng's vision was good, but because the road was clearly wide, but this kid insisted on driving it like an off-road surface.

Knowing he was doing it on purpose, neither of them cared. It was Sunday, so they were out to play. Li Zhengfeng made an appointment to test the gun today, and didn't think about it as official business.

The light weapons institute has its own shooting range, a very professional one, which can undertake various light weapon experimental tasks.

Of course, if you say how professional it is, there is no standard. It's an experimental shooting range. As long as it can complete the experimental task, it is a standard shooting range.

Li Zhengfeng arranged a long-distance target position. Today, he is testing a sniper rifle, so it is natural to choose a suitable experimental object.

The Jeep stopped at the edge of the shooting range. The three jumped out of the car and walked towards the tent that had been prepared long ago, while telling jokes.

Today's task seemed very relaxed, mainly because of Li Zhengfeng's attitude.

He is a designer, the project completion is high, so he is very confident. If he is confident, he will tell jokes.

"Actually, I have studied the structure of this car, including the engine and gearbox."

What Li Zhengfeng said was exactly the Willys they drove. This was the most common Jeep in the country in the last decade, and it was also a road sign for the development of world Jeeps.

Willys was not the first, but its adaptability in various environments and battlefields was particularly bright.

Under the rigid appearance, there is a fierce heart. A 75-horsepower engine can carry five fully loaded combat personnel and tow an ammunition trailer.

Importantly, even if four more people sit in the trailer, it can easily climb slopes.

This kind of working ability not only attracted the attention of researchers in other countries, but mechanical experts in China have also studied this thing.

"It must be said sincerely that this is a good car. The 212 Jeep has its shadow."

Li Zhengfeng held the cigarette lit by Li Xuewu in his hand, looked back at the car parked on the side of the road, and then continued to walk forward.

"However, it must be affirmed that 212 has learned a lot and abandoned a lot. Its development can only be said to be the result of compromise, not perfect."

"What is the definition of perfection in your heart?"

Li Xuewu took a puff of the cigarette in his hand and asked with a smile, "Is it omnipotent?"

After finishing, he flicked the cigarette butt, moved his fingers, and continued, "212 is already a very perfect car model that our country can mass-produce in this era."

"So it is a product of compromise."

Li Zhengfeng insisted on his point of view, slanted Li Xuewu, and asked with a smile, "Didn't you say your factory is studying this car? How is it?"

Li Xuewu curled his lips, raised his hand to gesture to the tent, and said, "Today is a happy day, talk less about depressing things."

After finishing, he took the lead and walked into the tent. The cadre on duty at the door saw that it was the person led by the director, so he didn't stop them.

Li Zhengfeng glanced at Gu Yan, who was watching the shooting range like a silly roe deer, smiled, and followed into the tent.

Setting up a tent on the edge of the shooting range is naturally not to prevent the gun from being sunned, or to prevent people from being sunned, but for the purpose of the experiment.

It takes a lot of experiments to develop or copy a gun. Not to mention the conditions in various environments, the influence and experimental comparison of natural light at night and during the day are of course necessary, and sunny and rainy days are also necessary.

There was no one in the tent, but there were four boxes of guns. The reason why it is said to be a box is because the light weapons institute not only copied the guns, but also made the gun boxes the same.

Li Xuewu was really afraid that Li Zhengfeng would copy the homework and write the name on it again. Fortunately, he looked carefully, and there was no trace of the Maozi on the gun body.

In this way, he had a reason and the confidence to say that this was a sniper rifle jointly developed by him and Li Zhengfeng.

This lawsuit can be fought anywhere, and he insists that this is the research result of his cooperation with the light weapons institute!

At most, he admits that his creativity collided with Dragunov, colliding to death.

Dragunov ran first, and he chased after him and hit him hard. Just like Gu Yan stepped on the accelerator, he only admitted that the result was like this.

"Really beautiful."

Gu Yan, who followed in, reached out to touch the gun in the gun box, but was hit by Li Xuewu.

Looking at Gu Yan's incomprehension and grievance, Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows and said with a bad smile, "This was designed by me, shouldn't I try it first?"

"Hiss~~~"

Li Zhengfeng was also shocked by his cheap nephew's shamelessness. He used to think his nephew had some bottom line, but now it seems that the bottom line exists, approximately equal to none.

Gu Yan also mocked with amusement, "Brother-in-law, we don't even have a file at home, what did you design it with?"

Li Xuewu didn't care about that, picked up the gun body and checked and assembled it part by part, and insisted in his mouth, "Weapon design is about inspiration, it is about giving weapons a soul. I have designed many things, all of which are guided by the soul."

"That's it!"

Li Zhengfeng nodded in agreement, "Your brother-in-law's design must have been injected with a soul. Just take the design manuscript he sent me some time ago, that is a true soul painter."

After finishing, he threw away the cigarette butt with amusement, stepped on it, and said, "A painting at the beginning, the rest is all guessing, there is no size and standard, maybe only the soul is left."

"Box box box~"

Gu Yan also felt that this old man was a bit interesting, and watched his brother-in-law assemble the rifle with a smile, while he opened another box of guns and assembled them.

When they came out this morning, it was agreed that he would be brought to test the gun, and he would also give his opinion on the use.

He wasn't blind to the fact that his brother-in-law was playing with him just now. As long as he wasn't in front of his sister, this brother-in-law was still a very good brother-in-law.

He was willing to give him a motorcycle, willing to spend money on him, and arranged places for him to eat, drink, and play. Where can you find such a brother-in-law?

Even when he was at home, he stood on his sister's side. In the face of reality, he chose to forgive.

Actually, thinking about it now, it's quite good that his sister found such a brother-in-law. If she found someone with the identity of his eldest brother and himself, wouldn't she be bored to death?

Anyway, he hadn't received a motorcycle from his eldest brother, nor had he been led or arranged to consume by his eldest brother. He hadn't been given much money either. Where is this brother-in-law generous?

He really didn't think about where his brother-in-law's energy, relationships, and money came from. He only felt that his brother-in-law's salary of several hundred a month, and his consumption of dozens of yuan, didn't count as anything.

Gu Yan had no intention of looking at the parts standard. He could only conclude by shooting at the target to evaluate a rifle, so he assembled the gun faster than Li Xuewu.

And Li Xuewu was carefully looking at the processing standards and craftsmanship of each part. The original gun was placed on the shelf, and there was a vernier caliper next to it. Li Xuewu really took the ruler to compare the size of the parts.

Of course, these are all superficial work. Even if you are sure that all parts are 1:1 copies, the bullets fired will not recognize your opinion.

It is true that the structure of a rifle is simple, but it is complicated to say that it is complicated. Ordinary people really can't understand it.

Li Xuewu also has a lot of actual combat experience. Combining his understanding of firearms with the learning experience of working in the Rolling Mill for nearly a year, he naturally knows that he cannot measure the quality of a gun by size.

Looking at the degree of parts processing is just to see if the light weapons institute has carefully done experiments. He didn't see the experimental data, but looking at Li Zhengfeng's confident look, he also knew that this thing was copied... no, studied perfectly.

"Go, shoot a few shots first."

Gu Yan smiled, picked up the gun, grabbed two magazines, and walked out of the tent.

Li Xuewu glanced at him, didn't bother with him, but picked up the gun in his hand, and said to Li Zhengfeng, "Old Uncle, looking at your confidence, I don't need to shoot to know the result."

Li Zhengfeng curled his lips and gestured to the outside of the tent, "You'd better try it quickly, don't use words to knock me."

Li Xuewu smiled "hehe," not feeling ashamed at all, and forgot all the ugly words he used to urge this old uncle to study quickly.

It's a thing of the past, why mention it~

If this old uncle is always reminded of the past, after the test is over, he will have to raise his tail and mock him.

It is better to say that Li Xuewu took the initiative to test the gun, rather than Li Zhengfeng grabbing Li Xuewu to wash away his shame and take revenge.

Li Xuewu now wants to put a patch on it, don't let the old uncle mock him too hard in front of his brother-in-law, and he won't be able to get off the stage. But looking at this old uncle's resentment, he personally left him a tent.

When he walked to the shooting position, Li Xuewu smiled and gestured to the target in the distance, "Old Uncle, didn't you say you wanted to be a target for me in the car just now... Don't get excited! Just kidding!"

Watching Li Zhengfeng go to touch the pistol on his waist, Li Xuewu hurriedly waved his hand to stop the other party, and lay on the ground with a smile.

A shooting blanket had been prepared here long ago, and there was a V-shaped groove in the cement pier in front, which was specially used for stable shooting.

Gu Yan had already opened fire "bang bang bang" over there, while Li Xuewu slowly aimed the gun, and then began to test and adjust the scope.

The core of a sniper rifle is not just the firearm itself, but the optical scope, which is the key.

The SVD sniper rifle uses a PSO-1 scope of 4x24 mm. The scope is 375 mm long and has a field of view of 6°, which is what is usually called a four-fold scope in later games.

Although the magnification of the PSO-1 scope is only 4 times, the range adjustment nut can correct the trajectory to 1000 meters (error ±1 meter). Plus the three distance divisions on the scope's reticle, each division is 100 meters, so the maximum range of the SVD can reach 1300 meters.

Of course, if you say the longest lethal distance, this thing can kill targets 3800 meters away.

But Li Xuewu wants to put this thing into the security team first. He dare not order the team members to shoot targets 3800 meters away.

Don't mention 3800 meters, even the 1300-meter record of maximum range, he is not willing to take risks.

Urban security rarely performs shooting missions at such a distance, whether it is the obstacle environment conditions or the close attack distance, such a situation will not occur at all.

Of course, there is nothing absolute in the world, and no one dares to say that when danger occurs, the other party will give you a suitable position to snipe him.

The shooting distance Li Xuewu ideally wants is the standard aiming distance of this gun—600 meters.

As long as this gun can guarantee to complete the target killing mission with excellent snipers within 600 meters, this is a qualified security sniper rifle.

Urban security missions must first think about safety, not only the safety of hostages, but also the safety of property and the personal safety of other personnel.

If it is on the frontal battlefield, it is another matter. If you can kill the other party at 3800 meters, Li Xuewu is absolutely unwilling to join the fun at 1300 meters or 600 meters.

If you can't kill it with one shot, just come again.

Fighting, you shoot, I shoot, killing is not the main theme, the negotiation table of human feelings is.

Can't kill you at 3800 meters, I call for fire support, okay? Can't kill you with one person, ten guns sniping you together, okay?

If it is in the city, call for fire support? Ten guns beat the bandits into rags?

Don't make trouble, this is not Maozi and the American ghosts. They can't do the thing of killing hostages first and then killing the robbers, and they can't make the strange decision of killing a suicide attempt with an open brain.

Watching Li Xuewu shoot at the 600-meter target position calmly, Li Zhengfeng squatted behind Li Xuewu and said confidently, "600-meter moving and fixed target positions, ten test guns, various times and environments have been tested. Comparing the data with the original gun, the excellent ones can make you shut up."

Li Xuewu finished the last bullet in the magazine, looked at the shooting result from the scope, then put down the gun in his hand, and glanced at Li Zhengfeng with a curl of his lips.

"What are you being arrogant about?"

Li Xuewu changed the magazine while saying confidently, "It has to be said that I designed it well, so Old Uncle, you can build such a good sniper rifle."

"Bang!"

One shot directly shattered Li Zhengfeng's subsequent stubbornness. He also admired Li Xuewu's shooting level. He had been waiting with binoculars for a long time, just wanting to see Li Xuewu make a fool of himself.

But who would have thought that this cheap nephew's shooting speed was slow, but his shooting level was not low. He completed the gun calibration in two shots, and every shot hit the bullseye.

Of course, it's a sniper rifle, long-distance design, the bullseye is not small.

But this also shows that Li Xuewu's ability to control the current team and power is not a false name.

"Hey, I said, nephew, do you want to talk about the gun first, or talk about those soul designs of yours?" ===== CHAPTER 784 =====