Walter B43 planet.
Year 6198.
It was July in the Southern Basin. It was humid and stuffy.
Sweat would drip down like raindrops when he moved a little.
The Great Xia Kingdom, the outskirts of the Panda City.
Red Moon Interstellar Firearm Design Institute.
Outside the dilapidated door, a few leaders were wearing white and blue short-sleeved work shirts. Their clothes were already drenched in sweat.
No one cared about the hot weather. They were looking at the end of the road in the distance with anticipation.
"Why isn't he here yet?"
Director Han Zhiguo tugged at his sweat-drenched shirt and shook it a few times to cool himself down. He complained unhappily.
"Director, could it be that the only jeep in our station broke down on the way?”
Zhang Guotai, the director of the office, was worried.
Everyone's faces immediately turned bitter.
After confirming that there would not be a war in the world, Great Xia focused on economic development. The military design unit did not have much financial allocation, and their lives were not good.
Especially for the firearms design institute, it wasn't easy to switch to designing civilian products.
The cannon factory could at least produce seamless steel pipes.
What was the firearms factory doing?
A toy?
The Red Star Firearm Design Institute was a third-rate design institute.
For so many years, when the military system was booming, they could still survive by relying on the missions given by their superiors to modify some of the firearms.
Now that the country's economy was developing to make a small amount of money, everything had to make way for economic development.
Life in the army was not good.
The military design unit naturally had a hard time.
The Red Star Firearm Design Institute had not been able to pay their salaries for the past few years.
The higher-ups meant to demolish them. Those who should be laid off should be laid off, and those who should be placed in other units should be placed in other units.
Director Han Zhiguo and the leaders of the Cangua gang were not satisfied.
They thought that design could save them.
After a detailed and comprehensive analysis, they came to the same conclusion: There were no university graduates with solid foundations and ideas in the institute.
For several years in a row, he went to the higher-ups to ask for people.
Finally, this year, the other companies were not in such a hurry to hire people. The higher-ups agreed to assign them an outstanding graduate from the University of Technology. If they still could not save the design institute, then the Red Star Firearm Design Institute would become history.
The university students who could save the design institute had arrived. To show their importance, a group of leaders personally welcomed them at the entrance.
"Buzz ~"
A faint rumbling sound could be heard from afar.
He was here!
A 212 UAZ with black smoke coming out of its butt was slowly driving toward them.
"This..."
The higher-ups who were eagerly waiting for the results couldn't help but worry.
He was afraid that the graduates from the top industrial university who had just been assigned would run away because the conditions in the institute were too poor.
Nowadays, there were many university graduates who did not want the jobs assigned by the state and went to work on their own.
The monthly salary of a foreign company in a coastal city was many times higher than that of a research institute.
"Caw ~" They
were about to reach the factory gate, but there were still dozens of meters to go.
The old jeep 212 still didn't reach its destination.
Yang Tao, who was sitting in the back seat of the jeep, looked at the driver who was sweating profusely and looked apologetic. He sighed.
Then, she picked up her travel bag and jumped out of the car.
"Comrade Yang Tao, you're finally here!”
"Comrade Yang Tao, I'm really sorry. This is the only car in our station..."
A group of officers saw Yang Tao get out of the car and walked over. They hurriedly went up to him.
Someone took the bag from Yang Tao's hand, and someone took a fan to fan Yang Tao, who was already drenched in sweat.
"This…"
The comrades from the new unit were too enthusiastic.
Yang Tao, who was already extremely hot, felt waves of heat coming at him.
"What are you doing? Move aside! What if he got a heatstroke by surrounding Comrade Yang Tao?”
Han Zhiguo shouted angrily at the people around him.
Messing around!
If he scared away the university student who had finally come to the institute, the only savior of the institute, who would he cry to?
"Comrade Yang Tao, please don't take offense. Everyone has been waiting for you for too long. Let's go to the conference room. There's an electric fan there. It's cool…"
Han Zhiguo snatched the fan from his hand and fanned Yang Tao with all his might.
Although the wind brought by the fan was hot, it really made Yang Tao feel much better.
It had been a few days since he transmigrated to this parallel world that was similar to the 90s. He did not know how people survived without air conditioning these days.
This was a parallel world with similar technological level as Yang Tao's original world.
However, it had a civilization history of 6198 years.
Yang Tao really didn't know why the technology was still at this level after 6200 years of civilization.
He didn't know why this planet was called Walter B43. Perhaps there were dozens of other planets.
Although the human world on Water B43 also had two powerful countries and more than 300 countries, the conflict was not as deep.
Its history was similar to the blue planet he was originally from.
But he had experienced three world wars.
After the end of the Third World War, the big countries all had nuclear bombs in their hands, and the world was basically at peace.
It was completely based on technological and economic competition.
Even Great Xia, which was similar to Yang Tao's original country, was still very different. Although their technical foundation was poor, they could still buy a lot of advanced technical equipment from the international market. This was because the Great Xia Kingdom's infantry was known as the strongest infantry in the world.
Furthermore, Great Xia was the most advanced in certain fields on planet Water B43.
For example, virtual reality technology could be used to project the real world into the virtual world. This technology was not used to develop the game industry, but for military exercises and simulated confrontations.
However, with such futuristic technology, ordinary technology was very backward.
At the very least, they didn't even have a fighter jet with the advantage of information technology, nor did they have a stealth fighter jet or something.
Yang Tao was originally a top-notch military design genius. Due to an accident during a weapon test, he transmigrated.
She became an outstanding graduate of the top industrial university.
The Red Star Firearm Design Institute wasn't even on the list of the top industrial universities.
Yang Tao chose to come here.
It wasn't that he didn't have other choices. If he went to a foreign company, he would earn hundreds of thousands a year.
Was it difficult for transmigrators to earn money?
He had to do the job he liked.
He chose the Red Star Firearms Agency. It was a small unit with few people.
Moreover, he was the only university student in the institute…
If he didn't work well, he could resign and go into the…
conference room.
The ceiling fan above them was spinning.
"Comrade Yang Tao, this is the situation. If you leave now, it's not too late.”
Han Zhiguo knew very well that they couldn't keep people in the police station.
Those who were capable had all left their jobs without pay.
"Director, I chose to come to the Red Planet.”
Yang Tao said.
Before he arrived, the teacher in charge of assigning the students to the team told him about the situation.
He hoped that Yang Tao would go to a bigger unit with better conditions so as not to waste the school's training.
But Yang Tao still gave up.
It was annoying that the leaders had to agree to everything that a large unit did.
If the conditions were not good, they could create better conditions, right?
"Why?"
"The worse the working environment, the greater the sense of accomplishment. "If it's just for one person, it's far better to go to a foreign company or a large unit than here..."
Yang Tao said calmly.
"Don't worry. Since you're here, the entire station will listen to your arrangements! You're in charge of the design. Whatever project you want to do, you have the final say. We'll cooperate!”
What a good comrade!
Han Zhiguo immediately patted his chest and promised.
"What do you think about the project?”
As the director, he did not have the awareness of a director.
He said that he would let Yang Tao make the decision, so he let Yang Tao make the decision.
"What's the situation with firearms?”
Yang Tao asked.
"The army has always wanted to replace it with a small-caliber rifle. Previously, the Type 87 was only equipped for small-scale experiments, and its stability was insufficient. "There are several firearms companies in the country bidding for the design of a new generation of small-caliber rifles…"
Yang Tao couldn't help but look at him when he heard him.
Han Zhiguo was quite ambitious.
He wanted to compete with the Type 95.
Although the Type 95 automatic rifle had many advantages and good performance, it also had many shortcomings.
Take out the. 03 automatic rifle first?
Not only could it save money for the already poor army, but it could also earn a considerable amount of development funds for the Red Star Research Institute.
"We don't have any research funding now..."
Zhang Guotai, the director of the office, said with a sad face.
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