"The designer who submitted Counter Strike is called Qin Chuan.”
"Yes, he lives in Beijiang City. Now, it seems that the terrorist incident in Beijiang City was also a mistake.”
The people below quickly found the person who submitted the game.
At the same time, there was also Qin Chuan's life information file.
Many generals and military experts were speechless as they looked at Qin Chuan's information.
Neet the old? A gaming otaku?
What kind of joke was this?
How could an old man design such a game?
How could a gaming otaku have such a clear understanding of firearms?
No, this was all an illusion!
This was definitely a disguise!
Yes, it must be a disguise, but why did he do it?
Perhaps only after seeing him in person could she ask him these questions.
The supreme commander only glanced at the file and did not care.
Even if the file said that he was a murderer, it didn't matter.
The key was this person. Did he really design this game?
"From now on, Qin Chuan will be listed as a key protected person. He is an S-class confidential person in the country. All his files will be deleted and only his name will be retained.”
the supreme commander said.
If Qin Chuan's information was known by foreign countries, then Qin Chuan's situation would be extremely dangerous.
They couldn't relax even for a moment.
"Then, which one of you will go to Beijiang City and invite this designer back?”
the supreme commander asked.
All the experts raised their hands at the same time.
They wished they could immediately fly over to meet such a master and chat with him for ten thousand years.
At the same time, they wanted to see what kind of person was the designer who could design these guns.
He was an expert in armament design? And a military professor?
"Let me go!"
Behind the crowd, a slightly aged voice sounded.
Hearing this voice, everyone present could not help but feel a deep respect.
The crowd moved aside. An old man with a walking stick glanced at all of them and looked at the guns on the screen.
Old Wu!
The first generation of armament design experts in the Dragon Country.
He had presided over more than ten armament reform activities.
Moreover, he personally participated in the design of the latest generation of firearms in the Dragon Country.
It could be said that he had single-handedly promoted the development of firearms in the Dragon Country!
"Why didn't you think of informing me first?”
"Do you think I'm old and useless?”
"This is a miracle in the history of firearms reform. If I didn't participate, I would really die in peace!”
Old Wu walked towards the screen while scolding everyone present unhappily.
Even the highest commander could not help but smile awkwardly and did not dare to refute.
"Old Wu, didn't I tell you to pay attention to your health first?”
"This thing can't escape from here. I'll definitely need you to check it out in the future.”
Old Wu walked up to the screen, his eyes completely attracted by the gun on the screen.
"I should have died a long time ago, but I don't want to die on a hospital bed. I want to die in the workshop.”
"Even if I die, I'll die with a gun in my arms. This way, I'll be able to face those teachers if I go down.”
As Old Wu spoke, his eyes were already wet as he reached out to touch the screen.
"Unimaginable! It was unbelievable! I can still see so many new types of firearms in my life.”
"This is an opportunity for our Dragon Country's armament! A chance to soar into the sky."
"It's hard to imagine that all these guns were designed by one person.”
"Compared to him, we're as immature as kindergarten children.”
"Let me personally meet this talented master. I want to personally consult him.”
"Even if the old man dies tomorrow, I will die without regrets. There will be a successor for the Dragon Country's armaments!”
Old Wu's words were firm and powerful.
No one had any reason to refute his words.
This was an old man who had been in charge of armament design for his entire life.
To be able to witness today's scene, this old man probably really felt that he could die without regrets.
"Alright, General Yang, bring the Dragon Fang Squad's guard, Old Wu, to North River City.”
"At the same time, your more important task is to protect the designer. You must ensure his safety.”
The supreme commander ordered.
General Yang, who had just come out of the game cabin, stopped in his tracks and saluted.
"Yes, Yang Jianhua promises to complete the task.”
"At the same time, all personnel who come into contact with this game will be immediately controlled. The game will be sealed and listed as the highest level of the country's archives.”
"No one is allowed to copy or pass on any information or information about the game.”
"Violators will be punished for treason!"
The supreme commander said with a serious expression.
"Yes, sir!"
Everyone's expression was solemn.
This was a war without smoke, and the target of the war was the mysterious game designer!
…………
Chapter 15 had been sealed, and he would probably only be able to release it later. If he really vomited…
It's a new day. I wish everyone a happy mood, everything goes well, and all your wishes come true!
The author was thick-skinned!
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