The final result was that Xiaojun was stuffed into the car and sent to the Weapons Research Institute. When Jiang Qingying saw Xiaojun's aggrieved expression after getting off the car, especially when Zhou Weimin and Zuo Aiguo seemed to be afraid of him escaping, she burst into laughter and thought that Director Liu really had a way to ask his father to tie him up.

"You little brat, follow Director Liu here and cooperate with Director Liu to develop the finished gun in the shortest time, otherwise you won't go home." Zuo Aiguo had to drive the duck to the shelves for his lazy son, otherwise he would never sit down if he could lie down.

"Xiaojun, we will ask you for leave from the school. Do it well. I will ask you for me if I do it well." Zhou Weimin also advised him kindly, and was afraid that Xiaojun would not work hard.

"Okay, okay, since I'm here, I'll do it well." Looking at Zuo Zhou and the other two who were blushing and the other white-faced, Xiaojun thought to himself, these two old foxes turned around and said to Director Liu, "Sir, since I'm here, I have a few requests, I hope you can agree."

"Speak, as long as you cooperate well with us and do not violate some principles, I will agree to you." Director Liu thought Xiaojun wanted the lion to speak loudly, but now he had to nod and agree.

"First of all, it's not me who cooperates with you, but you cooperate with me. I am responsible for developing a brand new sniper rifle that can be used among ordinary soldiers. Then I hope that all the equipment of your institute and the equipment I may need in the future must be prepared for me as soon as possible, and don't worry about my confidentiality level. I believe you also know about the things that happened some time ago, and here is no defense for me. Finally, I don't want a large group of people around me to arrange someone to cooperate with my work." Xiaojun said his own requirements. After all, he has a weapon prototype that will be decades later, and there is some weapon equipment knowledge in his mind that has been learned recently. It's no problem to develop a sniper rifle that is very ordinary in the future.

Xiaojun looked at Director Liu who was hesitant and continued, "You can observe the process. If you think I can't develop it, you can stop it at any time."

"Okay, I promise you, Xiaoying, you will cooperate with his work in the future." Director Liu pointed to Jiang Qingying and issued an order, and then said to Xiaojun with some embarrassment: "Why can't you assemble your gun if we disassemble it? There is such a large amount of recoil, can you explain it first?" Zuo Aiguo also said next to him: "Yes, even Zhang Dashan can't be used, what are you modifying it for?"

Xiaojun knew that this was Director Liu's test, so he smiled and made a gesture of leading the way.

Following Director Liu to a conference room, he pushed them away and saw that many researchers inside frowned at the scattered parts of the table. Xiaojun looked at the broken guns and smiled bitterly. He walked to the front of the table, his hands moved together without a trace, and assembled them. Jiang Qingying put some parts that were placed slightly farther away one by one in the range that Xiaojun could get with both hands. The two of them were not unfamiliar at all when they cooperated.

A few minutes later, a heavy semi-finished sniper rifle appeared in everyone's eyes. In fact, there were still many extra parts on the gun. Due to the urgent time at that time, Xiaojun did not make any modifications, resulting in many parts of the gun and weighing more than three ordinary rifles.

Director Liu was originally suspicious that the gun was modified by the young man in front of him. Only when he saw Xiaojun assembled into a gun so skillfully and quickly, he truly believed it in his heart.

Zuo Aiguo and Zhou Weimin wanted to see how Xiaojun used this sniper rifle. After all, even a strong man like Dashan could not guarantee the hit rate. However, according to the report of soldiers who cooperated with Xiaojun to carry out the mission on the same day, the enemy was basically hit by a shot. Although the two knew Xiaojun's super combat ability, they both had doubts about his strength and did not believe that guns with such a large recoil and weight could be used.

Everyone came to the shooting range that was built in the institute and adjusted the target target 1,000 meters. This distance was already the farthest shooting position that the institute could provide.

The moment when Xiaojun raised his gun, Jiang Qingying found that the Zuo Haojun he usually saw had disappeared. He squatted there was no trace of ruffianism he usually cared for. His face was full of solemnity and unnaturally revealed military temperament made Jiang Qingying feel that Zuo Haojun was the real him at this time.

"Pong, pong..." A single bullet of magazines fired one after another. Everyone saw that Xiao Jun, who was holding the gun, did not tremble at all, and he was holding a sniper rifle with super recoil.

"The distance is too close and it is not reached the limit of the gun. Otherwise, I will not be able to fire continuously, so I need to aim accurately." Xiaojun, who stood up, said calmly.

When the target paper was taken to everyone, these people who were usually focused on research were stunned. There was only one bullet hole in the whole piece of paper, and all the bullets hit the target center. Director Liu and Jiang Qingying's eyes changed when they saw Xiaojun. Director Liu had prejudice against this young man, but he didn't expect that this lazy young man still had some real skills. So many soldiers from the Tianjing Military Region did not shoot as steadily as him and maintained such accurate accuracy.

Jiang Qingying couldn't tell which Zuo Haojun, who picked up the gun or put down the gun, was the real one. Combined with the information mentioned by her father, she really couldn't understand what kind of person Zuo Haojun was?

Xiaojun, who was truly in the working state, changed Jiang Qingying's heart again. For seven days, Xiaojun's eyes had never been closed, and he kept calculating reasonable gun drawings. His attention to all the surrounding environment disappeared, and he buried himself in countless materials.

Jiang Qingying's work has changed from cooperating with Xiaojun's research to taking care of his daily life. Every day, Jiang Qingying doesn't put food next to Xiaojun, so he doesn't remember that people still need to eat. Every time Jiang Qingying doesn't hit him with a wash water, he won't clean the dirt on his face. Every day, Jiang Qingying would tell him before going to bed to let him rest early, but the next morning when Jiang Qingying woke up, he found that Xiaojun was still lying at the desk and calculating constantly.

Only when Xiaojun needed some information did Jiang Qingying feel that he was not a nanny, but a researcher, and could find some foreign military information for him, and when he was flirting with him, Xiaojun would give him some peripheral data calculations.

Director Liu also paid attention to Xiaojun. When he found out that this young man was burying his research process day and night, he truly felt that perhaps the Chinese homemade sniper rifle had hope of being made by this young man.
Chapter completed!