Super Weapon Swap System

This Qin Guan from the Parallel World, he was just one of the best in the Tank Factory. He was just an ordinary worker in the Factory 4447's production line, how could he say such a thing? It would only be possible if a tank expert said something like that.    

Sure enough, after hearing Qin Guan's words, that man's face changed.    

"Qin Guan, what are you talking about? You actually dare to say such words?"    

The one who spoke was the workshop director of Factory 4447, Zhang Xiangyang. He was already in his forties. He could be considered relatively younger. In the past few years, he had relied on his dishonorable means. He successfully got rid of the old workshop director, and he successfully took over the position.    

After that, he had taken the position of director.    

Although he was not good at all in terms of technical skills, as long as he followed the design plans provided by his superiors, Factory 4447 could easily complete the production tasks.    

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

Zhang Xiangyang's old trick was not useful. Major Yang was serious about the production of this batch of Type/62 tanks. Now it was the final test of the production of the tanks. Major Yang went directly to the site of the test and personally took charge.    

As a result, Major Yang encountered this situation.    

Military factories were all dangerous, especially the test now. They even wanted to open fire to see how accurate the cannons were and whether there were any errors in the installation. If the test results were not good, they had to send the tanks back to the factory to recalibrate. This was easier than repairing the troops.    

Therefore, accidents could happen. The situation of falling off the tank was insignificant. However, since military representative was coming, Zhang Xiangyang quickly followed him and showed concern.    

Who knew that a small workshop worker in Zhang Xiangyang's factory would dare to directly say that a tank was not suitable for the battlefield?    

What was going on? He was making trouble for Factory 4447. If this batch of tanks was not suitable, then how could Factory 4447 continue production?    

Especially recently, there were many rumors that the country had to focus on the economy. Some factories wanted to convert military factories into civilian factories. Their Factory 4447 did not have a solid foundation like the Factory 6617. If Factory 4447 was converted into civilian factories, what would they do?    

Who allowed this insensible little worker to participate in the test?    

"Boom!" At this moment, the deafening sound of a cannon could be heard from afar. It was the sound of a target hitting, and it was from the nearby shooting range.    

In the sound of the cannon, Zhang Xiangyang used his finger to poke Qin Guan's head. "Have you been knocked silly? Hee Ribala, take him back. Find a doctor in the factory to bandage him."    

At that moment, blood was still flowing on Qin Guan's head. He had been hit hard just now.    

However, Qin Guan's stubborn temper came.    

In the future, many companies would think that after 80, the 90 would not be easy to control. They were not like the old employees who would agree to whatever their leaders said. They had their own thoughts and actions.    

Don't try to use your status as superiors to suppress the new generation of employees. To them, if you don't behave well at work, they can fire you at any time.    

The current Qin Guan had not integrated into this era. After all, he had not graduated in the future. The academic atmosphere in the research institute was very strong.    

Now, the workshop director's actions made him even more disgusted. You poked my head? Other than my dad and my primary school teacher, who else dares to poke my head?    

If it was his previous life, he would still be weak. Now that he has transmigrated into a 1.8m tall man, why would he be afraid of a bad old man like you?    

Qin Guan's. Zhang Xiangyang's hand grabbed Zhang Xiangyang's fingers with a swoosh. He did not grab too many fingers, but grabbed the two fingers that had poked his head, and then bent them upwards.    

In an instant, Zhang Xiangyang stood up on the tips of his toes. The pain that came from his fingers made him feel as if his fingers were going to be broken. At the same time, he was even more furious.    

"Did you rebel? You bastard, I will fire you when I go back! "    

In this era, being a workshop director was definitely a high and mighty existence. He usually holds his hands behind his back and commands the factory as he pleases. It was just a small matter for him to have a relationship with a few female workers behind their backs. His life was very comfortable. If he did not like anyone, he would give them a few slaps and they would not dare to resist him.    

Otherwise, you'd get the hell out of here!    

Zhang Xiangyang had just finished speaking when his hand started to hurt even more.    

"Who are you? Why did you poke my head?" Qin Guan said, "If you dare to scold me again, I will use all my strength."    

" This is a misunderstanding. Qin Guan just hit his head, and he doesn't remember anything. Qin Guan, this is Director Zhang. He is the leader of our workshop." At this moment, seeing that Qin Guan was about to cause trouble, an old master who had been observing Qin Guan's injuries said.    

Only then did Zhang Xiangyang pull out his hand and use his other hand to cover his hand. He was in so much pain that tears were about to fall out of his eyes. He could accept the advice just now from the bottom of his heart. Qin Guan must have lost his memory, otherwise he wouldn't dare to do this!    

Zhang Xiangyang thought about it. He could not lose his dignity in front of so many subordinates. Therefore, Zhang Xiangyang stood up again and stood beside Major Yang. He wanted to continue playing dumb.    

Hee Ribala, who was beside him, also pulled Qin Guan. "Let's go. I'll bandage you."    

"You just said that our tanks are not suitable for the battlefield?" Major Yang spoke at this moment. His words were emotionless, like the voice of a computer. No one knew his attitude.    

"Our Type/62 light tank armor is relatively weak. The thickest part of the tank armor in front of the turret is only 45 mm. The front armor of the vehicle is 35 millimeters thick. The front armor can only resist the armor-piercing bullets of the 14.5 millimeters high machine gun. The two sides and the back can only defend against the 7.62 millimeter machine gun's steel core armor-piercing bullets and shell fragments." Qin Guan said, "Equipped with the advanced RPG2 and RPG7 Type 40 millimeter anti-tank rocket launchers, it can easily penetrate the front armor of our Type/62 tank. If our soldiers drive this type of tank into the battlefield, they will face a lot of danger."    

Qin Guan's words made everyone's face change. Now Qin Guan's rebuttal was not just offending the workshop director.    

Who brought up the idea of letting the Type/62 tank enter the battlefield? This was a wrong rotten idea!    

This matter could be big or small. After all, some of the aftershocks had yet to pass. Based on what Qin Guan said now, it was enough to send him to jail.    

Even Hee Ribala's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly said, "Qin Guan, hurry up and leave. Your brain must have been broken. Leader, don't argue with him. His brain is broken. He didn't even know who I was just now. "    

Hee Ribala and Qin Guan were best friends. They quickly came to help him.