Chapter 258 Xu Jinghao

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During the meal, Wang Jiufang came to report and found several spies among the new workers in the factory. They found several grenades, short guns and a transmitter. These spies were just waiting for an opportunity to assassinate Xie Tian and other important leaders. This was just one of their lurking purposes. One, their main mission is to disrupt steel plant production.

Xie Tian was not surprised by this news. With Okamura Neiji being a cunning and cunning person, he may have arranged far more methods than these. Now there is no other good way but to mobilize the masses to report and expose and minimize the losses.

After dinner, Pang Yuan couldn't sit still. He bumped heads with Xie Tian and left first. He had many more things to do than Xie Tian. Xie Tian was also busy. He didn't have time to break down the mechanical principles of the diesel engine with these technicians. He simply asked Jin Xi for pen and paper and drew the structure of the engine and reducer for them to slowly think about. Experiment slowly.

Even so, Xie Tian still didn't get out of the steel factory until the afternoon, and rushed to the arsenal without stopping to solve the problem of manufacturing aerial bombs.

This one is relatively simple. The cast iron projectile, trigger fuze, and guide tail fin do not have much technical difficulty.

Xie Tian wants bombs and incendiary bombs, and Xie Tian also wants to make a batch of ammunition that will be banned from use in future generations...cluster bombs.

Don't talk about ethics and morals to me. The country is invaded and the nation is facing life and death. At this time, use whatever weapon is most effective.

Didn’t the Americans drop two nuclear bombs on the Japanese?

Didn’t the Germans also use sarin gas in the war?

Are flame weapons cruel or not? Are you still using it?

A kid came to my house and killed people and set fire to me. I fought back and killed him in self-defense. Is it my fault?

If anyone dares to accuse me of this, I will sit down with you and have a good chat about life and ideals.

If you want to talk about martial arts, you might as well use the bifurcated terminal patented by If You Are the One Ge You, and let everyone put their hands in and shout 123 to use rock, paper, scissors to solve the problem.

Seeing the cluster bomb drawings that Xie Tian took out from his bag, Deng Bo, the old director of the arsenal, was shocked. He looked at Xie Tian with numbness and asked, "Commander-in-Chief, where did you get this?"

Xie Tian's face was not ashamed, and he said seriously: "I was inspired by the foreign ammunition called cluster bombs, and I thought about it myself. Uncle Deng, do you think we can make this thing?"

Uncle Deng looked at Xie Tian and was stunned for a long time. He was just thinking about it. Why do I not believe it so much?

Uncle Deng reached out and patted Xie Tian on the arm: "Commander-in-Chief, follow me and take you to meet a capable person. I hired this person with great difficulty. She has a bit of a weird temper. If she says it later, If you don’t like to hear anything, don’t take it to heart.”

Xie Tian raised his eyebrows slightly and nodded: "Okay."

Uncle Deng took Xie Tian out and walked all the way to the depths of the arsenal's Weapons Research Institute compound, and then entered a small, lonely courtyard. Then he stopped at the door of a room, glanced at Xie Tian, ​​nodded, and reached out to knock on the door gently. : "Jinghao, can I come in?"

Uncle Deng knocked on the door three times. Even Xie Tian doubted whether there was anyone in the house. At this moment, a woman's impatient voice came from the house: "It's still over. If you have anything to say, please tell me. Finish." Go quickly."

Turns out to be a woman?

Thank you for your black hair.

Uncle Deng grinned awkwardly at Xie Tian and stretched out his hand to open the door.

The dazzling sunlight entered the room, and the woman who was leaning on the desk writing and drawing under the desk lamp couldn't help covering her eyes with her hands and almost roared: "Who told you to open the door, please close the door quickly."

Dumbledore hurriedly entered the room, let Xie Tian in and closed the door. The room instantly returned to darkness. The woman then put down her palms that were blocking her eyes. She squinted her eyes and stared at Dumbledore unkindly. At the same time, she looked at Xie beside Dumbledore. sky.

The room was filled with books and drawing tools, and even the floor was littered with books and waste paper. There was a bed in the corner, and more than half of the bed was filled with books. There was only a small area with a quilt thrown in it, which looked very messy. .

What is surprising is that many of the books in the room are professional books in foreign languages, including English, French, German, and Russian.

The woman looked at Xie Tian, ​​and Xie Tian also looked at the woman.

The room was dark, with only one desk lamp. The woman sat upright and was in the shadow of the light. Xie Tian couldn't even tell her age, but he could see that there were already a lot of white hair on her head, strands of them. , it seems that he must be at least forty years old.

The woman's eyes turned from Xie Tian's face to the military uniform, and then from the military uniform to Deng Bo's face, and said in a bad tone: "Who asked you to come in?"

Deng Bo smiled awkwardly and hurriedly stepped forward and handed the woman the drawing he had been holding in his hand. He said with a smile: "Jinghao, please help me take a look at this. This is designed by Commander-in-Chief Xie himself. I'm a little confused about it." allow."

The woman snorted and took the drawing with an expressionless expression. She glanced at it for a moment, then hurriedly moved the drawing to the desk lamp and looked at it carefully.

Seeing that this drawing really attracted the woman's attention, Deng Bo took advantage of every opportunity to introduce the two of them: "Jinghao, this is Commander-in-Chief Xie who designed this bomb. Mr. Xie, this is Xu Jinghao, a talented woman who returned from studying abroad. , even Hitler regarded her as a guest."

Xu Jinghao turned to look at Xie Tian, ​​not standing up to shake hands politely like others, she didn't even stand up, but looked at Xie Tian with less malicious eyes: "Are you Xie Baoqing? Did you design this cluster bomb?"

There wasn't even an extra stool in the room. There were a few chairs, but they were piled with books and couldn't accommodate anyone. Uncle Deng couldn't be polite to Xie Tian.

Xie Tianyixiao walked to Xu Jinghao's desk and extended his hand to Xu Jinghao: "Hello, I am Xie Baoqing."

As he got closer, Xie Tiancai discovered that Xu Jinghao was probably not as old as it seemed at first glance. The white hair on his head was probably caused by overuse of the brain. Upon closer inspection, Xu Jinghao seemed to be only in her thirties, or older. Younger, Xie Tian is not sure.

Xu Jinghao had no intention of shaking hands with Xie Tian, ​​and said with a straight face: "Sit down, I have to look carefully before I can answer you."

Thank God, if you let me sit, where should I sit?

Xie Tian went directly to the window and opened some curtains, pushed the window open a crack, turned around and looked at Xu Jinghao and said: "Sister, the spring is already warm and the flowers are blooming. Don't keep yourself in the house all the time. Go out for a walk." Breathing some fresh air is good for your body.”

The crack that Xie Tian opened the window was not big. The sunlight could shine into the room but it was not dazzling. It could also let in some fresh air, which would not offend Xu Jinghao too much.

Xu Jinghao took a good look at Xie Tian, ​​who was leaning on the window sill. Her eyes were not used to the light from the window and she squinted a little. She looked at Xie Tian and said disdainfully: "Do you think God still has a lot of time left for us? Germany, Japan, the United States, and Russia are all intensively researching a weapon that can completely wipe out mankind. Whoever develops this weapon first will be the king of the world."