Anti-Japanese War, weapons designer at Fengtian Arsenal

Finally, under the scolding of Deputy Director Zhang, the two successfully broke up. Director Guo ran away in shame, only giving Li Qinwu a hateful look.

The others watched a big show and left with satisfaction. Deputy Director Zhang was not interested in the conflict between Li Qinwu and Director Guo. As long as the people below did not delay production, the uglier the quarrel, the better it was for them, the rulers. He only asked Li Qinwu the name of the submachine gun.

Li Qinwu did not write his name when he drew the blueprint. The right to name a gun is very important. He wanted to give this right to Deputy Director Zhang, but Deputy Director Zhang said that the gun was designed by him independently and he should be the one to name it. This was also to encourage other talented people.

Li Qinwu hesitated for a while, looked at the old man standing on the side smoking, and thought that he was rescued by him, so he said to Deputy Director Zhang: "Then let's call it a flamethrower submachine gun!"

The old fireman was stunned for a moment and looked at Li Qinwu. Li Qinwu blinked at him. The old fireman smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Deputy Director Zhang stroked his chin and nodded.

"Well, this gun has an extremely fast firing rate. When firing, the muzzle seems to be spitting fire. This name is quite appropriate. From now on, the weapon code name of this gun in the Fengtian Arsenal will be Spitfire-1!"

Then he talked with Li Qinwu about whether there was still room for improvement in the submachine gun, especially adding a bipod to the Spitfire-1 and using it as a light machine gun.

Li Qinwu was ashamed of this and said it was unnecessary. Submachine guns were originally used for assault operations, and installing a tripod would make the submachine gun lose its flexibility.

Deputy Director Zhang also asked whether the bullet entry port could be changed to the side or top, so that soldiers could shoot while crawling.

Li Qinwu was speechless and said that changing the bullet entry port would change the center of gravity of the gun. He suggested that the army could organize submachine gun commandos, with elite soldiers carrying a bunch of magazines and grenades on their bodies, rushing into enemy trenches or cities, splashing bullets and throwing grenades at the same time, tearing through and expanding the enemy's defense lines, just like Germany's storm troopers.

These words made Deputy Director Zhang look at Li Qinwu with a higher opinion. He did not expect that this young man knew so much about international military affairs. However, considering that this man's father had studied in Germany, it was normal for him to know about Germany's famous troops.

Deputy Director Zhang said he would consider the matter of the submachine gun team and left. Old Fireman saw him off and came back to glare at Li Qinwu and scold him.

"Young man, look at what you have done! You beat someone so badly that he was seriously injured, and you didn't even give Director Guo face in public. Do you know that if you hadn't found this gun, the body would have been taken to the suburbs and buried!!"

His voice was very loud, almost a roar at the end, which made Li Qinwu's neck shrink and he dared not speak.

After a while, the old fireman calmed down and added tobacco to himself. Then Li Qinwu slowly told him his plan.

Listening to Li Qinwu's explanation, Lao Huotou sighed. His disciple used such a radical method to confront the other party because he was unable to provide protection. Lao Huotou could only talk to Li Qinwu about a lot of principles of dealing with people and things and let him go.

Li Qinwu pretended to obey the teachings, but he didn't agree in his heart. Maybe it was true that people in later generations would suffer if they didn't listen to the old people, but in the Republic of China, even if you were a decent person and did your work honestly, there would be people who would kill your whole family for not eating beef, so Lao Huotou's tricks didn't work, and Li Qinwu had his own way of solving the problem.

Coming out from Lao Huotou, Li Qinwu looked at the note in his hand and was so happy that his heart was blooming. This was a note approved by Deputy Director Zhang. With this note, he could exchange 15 oceans in the Zhang family's large industries and banks in Northeast China!

He immediately took the paper and ran to the Northeast Bank, intending to exchange it for 15 yuan!

Of course, he couldn't directly exchange 15 oceans, that would weigh several tons, so he had to exchange it directly for gold.

Fortunately, large transactions at this time are usually paid in gold, which is convenient for him as he just happens to be short of gold to summon his clone!

Before going to the Northeast Bank, Li Qinwu contacted his clone No. 1 Li Hanchao in his mind and asked him to rush to the Northeast Bank as soon as possible to help him transport the gold.

After a while, the two gathered in front of the Northeast Bank. Li Hanchao pushed a cart. Li Qinwu was a little surprised. He didn't order his clone to get a cart, but this guy got one by himself. This clone is very smart and has the ability to think for himself.

The two men pushed the cart into the bank lobby and were stopped by the armed guards at the bank door. Li Qinwu shoved the note in front of the guard, who couldn't understand it and went to call the front desk.

The receptionist was shocked after seeing it and called the manager. The manager was shocked again after seeing it and directly called the bank president out.

The bank president led the two men to the rooftop office as if they were honored guests, and served them tea, water, fruits and snacks. The old man made several phone calls to confirm the authenticity of the note. After hanging up the phone, he started chatting with Li Qinwu with a smile, and he wanted to know everything about Li Qinwu's family background, asking him whether he was married, and wanted to introduce his daughter to him.

Li Qinwu looked at this greasy, pot-bellied Mediterranean uncle and felt that he was not worthy of his Qianjin. He quickly shook his head and asked him to exchange the money quickly!

After the president's repeated persuasion, Li Qinwu got annoyed and the other party had no choice but to exchange the money for Li Qinwu.

Li Qinwu exchanged 140 kilograms of gold and 1 silver dollars at one time (according to the information, it was found that about 1 dollar was exchanged for 1 gram of gold, so for convenience of calculation, we will not go into details). He packed 5 large and small yellow croakers of various types into a small briefcase-like box. Each of these 5 small suitcases was very heavy. They looked inconspicuous when thrown on the cart, but the weight of these 5 small boxes reached 140 kilograms!

140 kilograms of gold, Li Qinwu thought it was a lot, but when he saw it, it was just this little. He had a deeper understanding of the density of gold.

On the other hand, ten thousand silver dollars could fill eight large boxes, but the eight large boxes were not as valuable as that small suitcase.

The two men dragged the cart and walked away. The pot-bellied president walked them more than a kilometer away, which made Li Qinwu so annoyed that he wanted to beat him up, so they reluctantly retreated.

Li Qinwu is not afraid that so much gold of his will attract people's attention, because after tonight, please respectfully call him Young Marshal Li!