Super Weapon Exchange System

What is Qin Guan?

Qin Guan in this parallel world is just a leader in the tank factory by fluke. He is just a worker on one of the most common production lines in the 4447 factory. How can he say this? If a tank expert said it was almost the same.

Sure enough, hearing Qin Guan's words, the face of the man in leather shoes changed.

"Qin Guan, what are you talking nonsense? In front of Major Yang, dare to say such infinite things?"

It was Zhang Xiangyang, the workshop director of the 4447 factory. He was in his forties, and he was relatively young. A few years ago, relying on his own ability, he succeeded in getting the old workshop director down, and he succeeded in taking the position.

After that, I just worked on this position.

Although technically he is very sloppy, but as long as he follows the design drawings provided by his superiors, the 4447 factory can easily complete the production tasks, and the military representatives stationed in the factory become a family.

However, just a few months ago, Major Yang replaced the original military representative and came to Factory 4447. Zhang Xiangyang had not yet established a relationship with him.

The old methods in the past did not work well. Major Yang was serious about the production of this batch of Type 62 tanks. Now, the final factory test of the tanks went directly to the test site to sit in person.

As a result, we encountered this situation.

Military factories are all dangerous, especially in the current test, even firing is required to see how accurate the artillery is and whether there is any deviation in the installation. It is impossible to return to the factory for recalibration, but it is easier to repair it than to go to the army.

Therefore, there may be unexpected situations. This falling from the tank is simply trivial. It is just that the military representative is coming, so Zhang Xiangyang hurriedly followed over to take a look and showed concern.

Who knows, a small workshop worker in his factory dares to directly say that tanks are not suitable for the battlefield?

How is this going? Are you demolishing the 4447 factory? If these tanks are not suitable, how can factory 4447 continue to produce?

In particular, there have been many rumors recently that the state should focus on the economy, and some factories need to convert military to civilians. Our 4447 factory is not as solid as the 6617 factory. What if it is converted to civilians?

This ignorant little worker, who approved him to take the test?

"Boom!" At this moment, there was a deafening sound of artillery from a distance. It was a target shooting on a nearby shooting range.

In the sound of the artillery, Zhang Xiangyang poked Qin Guan's head with his finger: "Are you stupid? He Ribala, take him back and find a doctor at the factory to bandage him."

At this time, Qin Guan's head was still bleeding. It was really unclear just now.

However, Qin Guan's stubborn temper came up.

In later generations, many organizations will feel that the post-80s and post-90s are not easy to manage. Unlike the old employees, they will agree to whatever they say. They have their own ideas and guidelines for action.

Don't try to suppress the new generation of employees with your status as a superior. For them, they can fire you at any time by giving them a small shoe at work.

The current Qin Guan has not yet merged into this era. After all, he has not graduated in later generations. The academic atmosphere in the research institute is very strong.

Now, the action of the workshop director disgusted him even more. Poke my head? Apart from my father and my elementary school teacher, who else would dare to poke me in the head?

If it is a past life, he is still weak, and now he has become a 1.8-meter-long man. Are you still afraid that you are a bad old man?

Qin Guan's hand brushed the ground and grabbed Zhang Xiangyang's fingers. Not too many, he grabbed the two that were poking his head, and then snapped upwards.

In an instant, Zhang Xiangyang stood up on his toes, and the pain from his fingers made him feel that his fingers were about to be broken. At the same time, he became even more angry.

"Have you rebelled? You bastard, I will fire you when I go back! Whoops!"

In this day and age, being a workshop director is definitely a supreme existence. He usually puts his hands on his back, instructs in the factory, and hires a few female workers behind the scenes. That's all trivial. Life is getting moist, if you look at it. Whoever is not pleasing to the eye, shake a few mouths up, the other party dare not resist.

Otherwise, get out!

Who knows, after hearing what he said, Zhang Xiangyang's hands became harder.

"Who are you? Why are you poking me in the head?" Qin Guan said, "If you dare to scold me again, I will have to work hard."

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, Qin Guan just hit his head and can't remember anything, Qin Guan, this is Director Zhang, our workshop leader." At this moment, seeing Qin Guan about to cause trouble, one of them was just there. Said the teacher who was here around Qin Guan to observe the injury.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I have amnesia, I don't know who I am, otherwise, I would not dare to give him a bear heart!

I just covered it twice, thinking about not losing his dignity under so many hands, so Zhang Xiangyang stood up straight again, next to Major Yang, wanting to continue playing sloppy eyes.

Heribala on the side was also pulling Qinguan: "Let's go, I will bandage you."

"You just said that our tanks are not suitable for the battlefield?" Major Yang spoke at this moment. His words had no emotional color, and they were as dry as a computer, making people ignorant of his attitude.

"The armor of our Type 62 light tank is relatively weak. The thickest part of its turret is only 45 mm. The front armor of the hull is 35 mm thick. The front can only resist the 14.5 mm anti-aircraft machine gun armor-piercing projectiles. The rear can only defend against 7.62mm machine gun steel core armor-piercing projectiles and shell fragments." Qin Guan said: "Look at neighboring countries. They are equipped with advanced RPG2 and RPG7 40mm anti-tank rocket launchers, which can easily penetrate our Type 62. The front armor of the tank, if our soldiers drive this tank into the battlefield, they will face great danger."

Qin Guan's words changed the expressions of everyone present. Now, Qin Guan's retort is not only offending the workshop director, but also offending the military decision-makers.

Who proposed to put the Type 62 tank on the battlefield? This is a bad idea!

This matter can be big or small. After all, some of the aftermath has not passed, and Qin Guan's current words are enough to send him to prison.

Even Heribala’s face changed drastically. He quickly said, "Qin Guan, hurry up. Your brain must have been broken. Chief, Director, don’t care about him. His brain is broken. I don’t know who I am."

Heribala is in the factory, and Qin Guan is the best friend, now seeing that the friend is about to jump into the fire pit, Heribala hastened to pull him.