Siheyuan: Started at 57, he is a ruthless person who doesn’t talk much!

"Then can we submit it for acceptance?"

Xu Shengli's eyes were full of excitement.

As a retired soldier who had participated in combat, he was very excited about this sniper rifle which he had witnessed being made bit by bit.

This afternoon, he fired dozens of rounds of bullets at the shooting range, and he really felt that this gun was extremely powerful.

Not only is it highly accurate, it can also aim and snipe at enemies from a long distance. From this point of view alone, it is a very good gun.

If it is in a stalemate stage!

As long as they are assigned to those sharpshooters, or a group of specialized snipers are trained.

Then the enemy can be killed from hundreds of meters away, which is a great deterrent to the enemy.

It may even severely suppress the enemy's morale, leaving them without the courage to even show up.

So he was very much looking forward to handing over the guns so that the leaders and chiefs could see them.

"I'll take a look first and then talk."

Zhao Xiangyang held the gun very seriously and checked it carefully.

Then it was disassembled again and under everyone's gaze, it was examined very carefully bit by bit.

“It still lacks some precision, but considering that it is handmade, that’s understandable.”

"As long as we prove our ability to kill with high precision at long distances, we can let professionals take care of the rest."

Zhao Xiangyang put away his gun and said to everyone with a smile.

"really?"

"Xiangyang, do you mean that this gun can be handed in for inspection?"

After hearing what Zhao Xiangyang said, Xu Shengli stood up from his chair and spoke excitedly.

After hearing what Zhao Xiangyang said, several workers immediately surrounded him excitedly.

"Yes."

"Now, Brother Shengli, you can go call your factory manager."

Zhao Xiangyang packed up the guns with great satisfaction and said to Xu Shengli.

"call!"

"I'll make the call right away."

When Xu Shengli heard what Zhao Xiangyang said, he ran out the door without any hesitation.

"Let's pack up our things and go to the security office."

Zhao Xiangyang gestured to everyone.

Because he also needed to call Bai Ling and his old leader and ask them to be responsible for handing over the gun.

"Okay, Captain Zhao."

After hearing what Zhao Xiangyang said, several fitters nodded in agreement.

"Ma Yan, let's go."

Zhao Xiangyang greeted Ma Yan, took the tablecloth off the table, wrapped it up, and walked outside.

"What are you going to do?"

Old Wutou appeared under the light on the roadside, his shadow stretched out very long.

A smile on a wrinkled face asked Zhao Xiangyang and his group.

"Go to the Security Department."

"Master, you haven't slept yet?"

Zhao Xiangyang greeted Old Wu with a smile.

"Haha, I'm old and can't sleep."

Old Wu waved his hand and said.

"Ah."

"Then you just stroll slowly and we'll go over first."

Zhao Xiangyang nodded to Old Wu and led his men forward.

"Haha, good."

Old Wu stood there and watched Zhao Xiangyang and the others disappear into the endless darkness.

Although there was a smile on his face, there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

The figure disappeared into the darkness in an instant and followed quietly.

"Does that old man wander around the factory alone at night?"

Ma Yan asked curiously.

"I suppose so?"

Zhao Xiangyang looked at several fitters and two clerks from the Security Department and said.

"Yes!"

"When the old man couldn't sleep alone, he would walk around the factory and do what he could."

"So this is ah!"

"..."

Zhao Xiangyang and his friends chatted and laughed all the way to Xu Shengli's office.

Then I saw Xu Shengli standing there talking on the phone with great excitement.

"I've become the factory director!"

"Xiangyang asked you to come quickly. We are waiting for you in the security office."

"Okay, we'll wait for you in the office."

Xu Shengli said to Yang Weiguo with a smile on his face.

"Is Uncle Yang coming over?"

After Zhao Xiangyang entered the office, he asked Xu Shengli.

"The factory manager is on his way."

Xu Shengli put down the phone and said to Zhao Xiangyang.

"Okay, I'll make a few calls too."

Zhao Xiangyang put the gun wrapped in the tablecloth on the desk and said as he picked up the phone.

"Ah."

"You still have to report this matter."

Xu Shengli nodded and said.

"Let me call our Bai Bureau first."

Zhao Xiangyang smiled and dialed the phone, calling Bai Ling's home landline.

"Jingle Bell!"

Bai Ling had already fallen asleep at this time, when suddenly the phone next to her rang.

"What happened?"

She sat up from the bed, feeling inexplicably nervous because she was the chief of the police station.

Normally, if it wasn't a big deal, I wouldn't call her so late.

He rubbed his eyes sleepily and picked up the phone on the table.

"Did Director Bai disturb your rest?"

After hearing the call was connected, Zhao Xiangyang spoke first.

"It's Xiangyang!"

"You called me so late, is there something wrong?"

Just as Bai Ling was about to speak, she heard Zhao Xiangyang's voice.

I couldn't help but feel curious!

Zhao Xiangyang called me at this time. I wonder what’s going on?

Could it be that the police station received some major case that even Zhao Xiangyang was alarmed?

"Haha, Chief, the gun thing I mentioned before has been accomplished. Now I need you to come over."

Zhao Xiangyang said with a smile.

"Did you really make that gun you mentioned before?"

Bai Ling was originally very nervous, thinking that something had happened.

But after hearing that the gun was being tinkered with, he suddenly became alert.

"Yes."

Zhao Xiangyang said with a smile.

"Well, I'll come over now. It's at the Red Star Steel Mill, right?"

Bai Ling got off the bed, put on her clothes, and asked while putting on her shoes.

"Yes."

"We are in the Red Star Steel Mill, in the director's office of the security department."

Zhao Xiangyang responded.

"Okay, I'll be right over."

"By the way, you can also call your old boss. I won't call him."

Bai Ling gave Zhao Xiangyang some instructions and then hung up the phone.

She dressed neatly, took her keys and went out, asking the driver to drive her to the Red Star Steel Mill.

"Okay, Bureau Bai."

After hearing Bai Ling's instructions, Zhao Xiangyang called his old leader again.

"Xiangyang, if you don't give me a reasonable explanation tonight, I'll show you how I'm going to deal with you. Don't you know that it's very difficult for us older people to sleep?"

After all, the old leader is an elderly man, so it is inevitable that he has some difficulty sleeping.

So after receiving Zhao Xiangyang's call, he couldn't help but speak with a hint of sarcasm.

"Old leader, didn't I ask Director Bai to report to you before that I was planning to design a gun? I wonder if you still remember this?"

Zhao Xiangyang said quickly with a smile.

"Oh?"

"You're calling me at this time, could it be that the gun you mentioned before has been made now?"

After hearing what Zhao Xiangyang said, the old leader quickly picked up the glasses next to him and put them on.

"Yes."

"Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to call you and wake you up at this time, right?"

Zhao Xiangyang nodded and said.

"Good boy, you can!"

"You need me to come over right now, right? Is it at your father's Red Star Steel Mill?"

The old leader lifted the quilt, stood up from the bed and put on his clothes.

"Yes."

"I will go to the factory gate and wait for you to arrive."

Zhao Xiangyang hung up the phone.

"Xiangyang, aren't you making too much noise?"

Xu Shengli just heard clearly that Zhao Xiangyang called his old leader.

For the old leader!

He was very familiar with it. If the gun didn't work well, he would really lose face.

"The gun has now been successfully made, and you have tested it before."

"Now after my inspection, it fully meets the acceptance requirements!"

"Let's go, Ma Yan, let's go to the door to pick someone up."

Zhao Xiangyang put down the phone and shouted to Ma Yan.

"Yeah, Xiangyang."

After hearing Zhao Xiangyang's greeting, Ma Yan hurriedly followed him out of the office.

"We may be back very late tonight. If you are tired, Ma Yan, I will find a place for you to rest later."

Zhao Xiangyang said to Ma Yan who was following behind him.

"It's okay."

"Don't worry about me."

Ma Yan smiled and waved her hand.

"That's good."

Zhao Xiangyang nodded.

"By the way, Xiangyang, can this gun be inspected successfully?"

"If the acceptance is unsuccessful, will it affect your image in the eyes of the leaders?"

Ma Yan said worriedly from behind.

"It's okay."

"You have to trust the craftsmanship of our masters. There will be no problem with this gun."

Zhao Xiangyang wrapped the tablecloth and said.

“I hope you can succeed.”

Ma Yan said with a smile.

"Ok!"

"It looks like this is their factory director coming."

Zhao Xiangyang looked at the light of the car lights coming from the front and said to Ma Yan behind him.

"This factory manager came pretty fast."

Ma Yan said while blocking the light with her hand.

“They live very close.”

Zhao Xiangyang smiled and took Ma Yan to one side and stood there. The jeep came in from outside the door and drove close to them.

"Xiangyang, the gun you are holding is the one you made, right?"

After Yang Weiguo got out of the car, his eyes fell on the gun wrapped in the tablecloth in Zhao Xiangyang's hand.

"Yes, Uncle Yang, did this disturb your rest?"

Zhao Xiangyang nodded and said.

"You guys are working overtime to tinker with these things this evening, so what does it matter if I lose an hour or two of sleep?"

Yang Weiguo waved his hand nonchalantly.

"That's good."

Zhao Xiangyang agreed with a smile, and then he saw Bai Ling's car turning from a distance.

"Your director is here, let's go and take over."

When Yang Weiguo saw Bai Ling’s car approaching, he walked forward with a smile.

"Director Yang, you are here too!"

Bai Ling got out of the car and said to Yang Weiguo who was walking towards her with his hand stretched out.

"Haha, we benefited from your help this time."

Yang Weiguo and Bai Ling shook hands and said.

"As for Director Yang, that was also a convenience provided by the factory. They not only provided people but also various materials."

Bai Ling and Yang Weiguo exchanged greetings.

"This is all due to Xiangyang's ability. We all benefited from him this time."

Yang Weiguo said with a hearty smile.

"That is also the support and care of all the leaders!"

"Without everyone's support and care, we wouldn't be able to make all these things, right?"

Zhao Xiangyang shrugged.

"By the way, are we waiting for our old leader?"

Yang Weiguo saw Zhao Xiangyang and Bai Ling standing there and had no intention of going in.

He couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

"Yes."

"If nothing unexpected happens, the old leader will be here soon."

Zhao Xiangyang greeted him.

"Drip!"

Just as she finished saying this, she heard a car horn suddenly coming from the front.

The old leader's car slowly passed through the endless darkness, entered the gate of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill and drove up to them.

"What is this Xiangyang? Is it the sniper rifle you guys made?"

The old leader got out of the car and his eyes fell on the gun in Zhao Xiangyang's hand.

"Yes, old leader."

Zhao Xiangyang said that with a smile.

"Let me have a look first, boy."

After the old leader greeted Bai Ling, Yang Weiguo and others with a smile, he said to Zhao Xiangyang.

"Old leader, let's go inside and take a look, just like we did when we first met."

Zhao Xiangyang looked at his old leader and blinked.

Because the first time he saw his old leader, he had captured a group of enemy agents.

"Hahahaha, okay, let's go to the shooting range first."

When the old leader saw Zhao Xiangyang say this, a barely perceptible light flashed in his eyes.

Then he looked back at his driver, and with a big laugh he gestured to Yang Weiguo to lead the way.

"It seems that the gun they invented is really valued!"

"We have to find a way to get it and have a look."

Old Wu, who had been hiding in the darkness and observing this side, had a pair of eyes as sharp as an eagle's.

Then he walked forward silently.

He planned to observe closely what kind of gun it was that could attract so many people.