The Dictator of Uncle Nine's World

Marshal Cao drank one cup after another and soon lost consciousness!

"Cannon gets drunk so easily?"

The person who spoke was Mao Tong, and it was this bastard who started to force him to drink. Damn it, my beloved cousin is going to marry this bastard, I can't let you off easily!

As he said that, he pushed Cao Kun who was lying on the table!

But Feilong, with red cheeks, said, "Okay, Dapaoer is happy to get married today, it's normal to drink too much!"

As he said this, he raised his eyebrows, and the meaning was very clear: he is pretending to be drunk!

If I really go to the bridal chamber drunk...

Everyone had a picture in their mind at the same time: Cheng Ziyi was dressed in red, holding a machine gun in his hand, furious, firing at everyone present...

"Beat you bastards to death..."

Uh ~

For a moment, no one paid any attention to Cao Kun. He was drunk and there was nothing to say!

Cao Kun had a lot of grievances here. Just now, just now, he suddenly had a feeling that he was about to give birth... Bah, the system was about to give birth to the next production workshop!

This is something that has never happened before. In the past, it would always be a surprise and suddenly appear in front of you!

Now you're still giving hints?

Pretending to be drunk, he turned his gaze to the system's virtual screen. The progress bar below was almost full, and a new workshop was about to appear!

The feeling of impending birth became stronger and stronger, and Cao Kun had a hunch that the system must be holding back a big one this time!

But now there are so many people and so many eyes. If the system is too exaggerated, it will be hard to explain, right?

At this time, Cao Kun felt like he was being lifted up. Thank you, your eight generations of ancestors...

Finally, Marshal Cao entered the bridal chamber at the last moment of the system production!

"Pfft..."

Just when Cheng Ziyi was complaining and going to pour water for Marshal Cao!

Marshal Cao, who was lying on the bed, felt his stomach being pressed down, and a heavy feeling suddenly came over him...

Click...

The bed... collapsed!

Marshal Cao...is in trouble!

Cheng Ziyi looked back in shock. This was the large Huanghuali solid wood bed she had just made, prepared for today's wedding chamber. How could it suddenly... collapse!

Oh no, cannon!

Reacting quickly, Cheng Ziyi rushed forward and pulled aside the curtains and other messy things above!

What came into view was a black object, square, like a house, but with a metallic luster flowing on it!

"this is……"

Cheng Ziyi was still wondering how such a thing appeared in her room!

Could it be a meteorite falling from the sky?

I looked up at the roof, hmm, it's fine, no problem!

So where did this thing come from?

"Ouch, my old waist!"

With a groan, Cheng Ziyi suddenly woke up. Yes, her husband was still pressing down on her. What was she thinking about?

After a lot of effort and with the cooperation of Cao Kun, the black workshop of one cubic meter was finally moved away!

Marshal Cao was rubbing his waist, and Cheng Ziyi was rubbing his chest. The two of them looked at the messy Huanghuali bed, and were speechless!

How am I going to explain this tomorrow?

The battle was too intense?

"What the hell is this?"

Cheng Ziyi's gaze turned to the dark workshop again, and she kept circling around the dark workshop!

The corners of Cao Kun's mouth twitched. What's wrong with the system? It actually made it so... big. How am I going to explain it this time?

I don’t know him, and I don’t know him either!

"Since it appeared out of nowhere, it might be some treasure. Hide it quickly. I will have someone send it back to Renjia Town tomorrow!"

There was no other way. Marshal Cao didn't want to explain and had to divert Cheng Ziyi's attention. He pulled Cheng Ziyi, who was still thinking about research, over and started to complete the task that had not been completed today!

The big bed collapsed, but there was a small bed next to it, which was usually prepared for the maids who stayed up all night, but this time it became a battlefield for the two of them!

Ouch, my waist!

Ouch, my breasts!

Ouch, my legs!

Oh my…so cool!

Pain and happiness!

This is the true portrayal of Marshal Cao now. It hurts so much when he moves, but the refreshing feeling he feels somewhere is irresistible!

After great efforts, Cheng Ziyi finally fell asleep. She forced herself to hold Cao Kun, who was still awake, and limped to the side of the dark workshop!

He touched the dark workshop with his hand, and a screen that only he could see lit up!

Super artillery workshop!

Here are some artillery options!

Mortars, mountain guns, infantry guns, howitzers, cannons...

Note that what is produced here is a whole configuration!

For example, a mortar team includes a 60mm mortar, shells, and two artillerymen!

"Oh my god, I'm rich, I'm rich!"

Then I looked down and saw that there was actually a shell production workshop? What is this called? This is awesome!

Now you are ready to choose the mortar. Choose the M2 mortar. Among the 60mm mortars, this one is pretty good!

The Type 92 infantry gun chosen by Cao Kun is not that good, but the design of this gun is still good!

The above two types of artillery are equipped for infantry. Next, we need to select a heavy artillery to form a special artillery regiment!

Dezi's Type 33 howitzer caught the eye of Marshal Cao. It had nothing else to do with it, except for its great power!

That's it...!

Now Cao Kun’s first priority is to produce cannons that are fast and easy to scale up, followed by power!

Then all the artillery shell parameters are set on the artillery shell production line, and then we just wait to be sent to the base, deployed, and the production is complete!

I stretched myself and felt okay. My arms and legs didn’t hurt anymore after seeing this big baby!

I returned to the small bed, hugged Cheng Ziyi, and fell into a drowsy sleep until dawn!

Cao Kun vaguely heard Cheng Ziyi scolding the servants.

"Remember, don't tell anyone about this, or I'll break your legs and sell you to the mountain people as a wife!"

"Now, pack up everything, and be careful not to let anyone see you!"

With Cheng Ziyi's help, Mr. Cao washed up and had no time to greet his father-in-law!

Yan Kuan ran over in a hurry and saluted first, "I wish the Marshal's wife a happy marriage, eternal love, and a son soon!"

"I rushed back yesterday but still couldn't make it back. Madam Marshal, please forgive me!"

After hearing this, Cao Kun waved his hands hurriedly. How could he say that? He was his own brother!

"Good brother, thank you for your hard work. This..."

Cao Kun looked around and saw that there were indeed no outsiders. Then he said mysteriously,

"I'll give you a mission. Escort the workshop back to the Daqingshan base and hand it over to Wang Zhi. It will be considered a great achievement for you!"

What?

Another trip?

At this moment, Yan Kuan felt like he was going to collapse. What was going on? Was he still an adjutant? He was probably just an errand boy!

Marshal, can we let someone else do this job...

Okay, I’ll go!

Under Marshal Cao's serious expression, Yan Kuan, with a bitter face, once again embarked on the journey back to Renjia Town!