1959: Carrying the achievement system, she rolled

"This is..." Director Song looked at the distance blankly, then looked at the rocket launcher in Wan Ping's hand.

Is this the little thing that destroyed the wall?

Then his eyes were filled with obsession, as if he had seen a priceless treasure.

How can it not be a baby!

Such a small thing, yet it exerts such great power. Just for this reason, it is a great treasure.

"Director Song, we didn't expect its range to be so far. It was us..." Du Yimeng explained with a stiff upper lip. After all, she was the one who started it.

What if Wan Ping can't handle the pressure and betrays her?

This guy can definitely do it...

Of course, she wouldn't be stupid enough to take the blame on herself. Even if it was her fault, she wouldn't admit it.

So the newly-made rocket launcher became the scapegoat.

"No...it's not that its range is too far, but that the wall is too close, too close. Old Yang, how far is it from here to the wall?" Director Song reacted immediately and asked excitedly.

The longer the range, the better. He wished he could fire his missiles abroad and kill all the jackals, tigers and leopards around him.

"The distance from the obstacle to the wall is 600 meters, and the distance from here to the obstacle is 300 meters." Political Commissar Yang said excitedly.

This is the benefit of working hard every day. He knows every corner of the entire institute very well, unlike Director Song, who just wanders around all day long.

"900 meters, can you still blow down the wall?" Director Song said in disbelief, and then the smile on his face became brighter and brighter, and finally he wanted to roar to the sky.

The maximum range of the bazooka is actually longer than that of the rifle. Shouldn't he be laughing?

You should know that the effective range of the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle is 400 meters, and it can also reach a range of 600 meters, and concentrated fire can kill enemies within 800 meters.

Du Yimeng glared at Wan Ping fiercely. "Didn't they say it was over a thousand meters? Where did the 100 meters go?"

Wan Ping took a long time to react, but he was not willing to be outdone. He glared at Du Yimeng fiercely. He couldn't even aim at such a big obstacle. His eyesight was really bad.

Now that Director Song and Political Commissar Yang are here, how can he continue to play... Ugh, is this a rocket test?

Director Song did not explicitly stipulate that scientific researchers were not allowed to test-fire artillery shells, but he would definitely stop it if he saw it.

"Director Song, this can only prove that its maximum range is 900 meters. Further testing of its effective range is needed." Du Yimeng said seriously to Director Song.

She just wanted to change the subject now and stop dwelling on the issue of the wall.

"Who did it? Which bastard did this? Stand up to me..." Director Liu roared loudly while running towards this side.

He wanted to see which bastard was messing with him. He had just had the wall built yesterday, and today it collapsed again.

What's the matter? Are you bored and want to pick a fight with the wall?

Even from a distance, Wan Ping could hear Director Liu's loud voice, which scared him so much that he subconsciously shrank his neck.

Seeing him like this, Director Song and Political Commissar Yang felt a little guilty.

But Du Yimeng, who actually did the evil, stood straight with no trace of guilt on her face. If she showed any sign of fear, people would know that she was the one who did it.

"Old Liu, our newly developed rocket launcher has a range of up to 900 meters." Director Song said excitedly to Director Liu.

No matter who Lao Liu came to scold, he wanted to share this good news with the other party.

"The rocket launcher has been developed? Really?" Director Liu didn't have time to curse. He widened his eyes and confirmed with Director Song again.

"Really, this place is 900 meters away from the wall, and the wall was blown down." Director Song said happily.

Du Yimeng's eyelashes trembled. Director Song, could you please stop mentioning the wall?

"Is it this one that blew down the wall?" Director Liu stared at Wan Ping, or to be more precise, at the rocket launcher in Wan Ping's arms.

But he squinted his eyes slightly, making it difficult to tell whether he was looking at a person or an object.

You have to know that Director Liu is a veteran who fought on the battlefield. When he squints his eyes and looks at someone, it makes people feel scared.

"If...if I say it wasn't me, would you believe me?" Wan Ping shook his body subconsciously and stammered, "It really wasn't him..."

Writing a self-criticism and paying compensation are all fine, but don't look at him like that, he's so scared...

Du Yimeng gave Wan Ping a cold look. She knew that this guy would betray her.

Just when Wan Ping thought he was going to be scolded, the next second, Director Liu's behavior made him unbearable.

He would rather Director Liu scold him...

Director Liu was seen stroking the rocket launcher, his eyes flashing with excitement, and he had completely forgotten his anger.

"This is simply a miracle! Now we have anti-tank weapons for guerrilla warfare. We can fight this war however we want. We have the final say. Hahaha..." Director Liu said excitedly.

For a while, the entire test range was filled with his hearty laughter.

"Guerrilla warfare is the tactic we are best at. Now that we have anti-tank weapons, we are even more powerful! Hahaha..." Director Song couldn't help laughing.

Even the serious Political Commissar Yang didn't hesitate to smile at this moment, but his smile was forced from the inside out, which looked a bit creepy.

"From now on, we will have the final say on the battlefield and will never have to endure that humiliation again." Director Liu said this with gritted teeth.

There was a glimmer of sadness in the eyes of Director Song and Political Commissar Yang. Those who could walk away from the battlefield alive were all people with a strong life.

During the war, the enemy used heavy artillery to plow their positions over and over again, leaving no grass growing within a few miles.

They could only huddle in the air-raid shelters and allow the enemy to bomb them, and some brothers died just like that.

Frustrated and powerless...

Du Yimeng noticed the gloom in the eyes of the three people and sighed deeply. All the suffering had been borne by their generation.

"Good boy, it's just a wall. It's okay. I'll have someone build the wall later, and then you can blast it for fun!" Director Liu suddenly laughed again and patted Wan Ping on the shoulder.

Wan Ping, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, staggered after being hit and took two steps back before he could steady himself.

Wan Ping: Do you want to listen to what you are saying?

It was obviously not him who did it, why do people think he did it?

huh huh...

He was so miserable.

Qin Chulong, who arrived late, just heard these words and glared at Wan Ping fiercely.

Why pick on Director Liu when there are so many people to pick on?

Besides, who is Director Liu? If he dares to say it, do you dare to do it?

Wan Ping: It really wasn’t him. He wanted to do it, but he just didn’t have the chance yet.