1959: Carrying the achievement system, she rolled

Operator Huang Yamin's whole body was shaking, but he forced himself to calm down.

The reason he was excited was that he was going to control miracles again.

He no longer has to get beaten to get the operator position because he is now the team leader and his wife has become a mother-in-law.

After two attempts, he hit the target on the third attempt.

Wan Ping, standing by, wanted to pull Huang Yamin aside and take over, but he couldn't do that because he wasn't as professional as Huang Yamin.

The fact that he was able to stay in there was already the result of his shamelessness. With so many leaders coming to inspect today, including his father-in-law, he couldn't lose face no matter what.

"Tail-stabilized grenade, hit the target." Engineer Liu shouted.

"The maximum effective range is 9400 meters." When Engineer Qiao shouted this, the veins on his neck bulged.

"The initial velocity is 850 meters per second." Qin Chulong reported his calculation results in the coldest voice. Fortunately, all eyes were on the target in the distance, and no one noticed his trembling hands.

Especially the words recorded in the notebook are not as good as Du's mother's. You know, his handwriting can be compared with that of calligraphy masters.

"The fin-stabilized grenade hit the target. The initial velocity was 850 meters per second and the maximum effective range was 9400 meters." Du Yimeng said without raising his head as he lowered his head to record the data.

"Fin-stabilized grenade, hit the target, initial velocity 850 meters per second, maximum effective range 9400 meters." The operator standing next to her shouted at the top of his voice.

There was an operator every few dozen meters. They shouted loudly and manipulated the command flags in their hands like a baton, and quickly passed the news to the test site.

Everyone waiting at the test firing range was extremely excited. Many people clenched their hands tightly together, for fear that they would make a sound and miss the results of the next test firing.

"Fin-stabilized armor-piercing projectile, with an initial velocity of 900 meters per second, a maximum direct firing range of 4000 meters, and an armor penetration thickness of 475 mm per 1000 meters."

"Tungsten alloy fin-stabilized armor-piercing discarding sabot projectile, effective range 2500 meters, penetration 2000 mm at 420 meters, and 1500 mm at 500 meters."

When sets of data were transmitted to the test site, there was silence at first, followed by thunderous applause mixed with sobs.

Everyone was so excited that they covered their faces and cried, or hugged each other.

"Finally succeeded!" A middle-aged man murmured to himself. This man was Director Wei, the deputy director of the National Defense Science and Technology Commission.

Because he advocated the research of main battle tanks, he had to withstand tremendous pressure to allow the institute to continue the research without any worries.

You have to know that when a cannon is fired, it is worth a fortune. This is not just an adjective, it is a fact!

He is like a big umbrella, holding up the institute. Only if he holds up the umbrella can the research work not be interrupted.

"Okay, okay, okay..." Commander Cai's eyes were red and his voice was choked. Apart from saying okay repeatedly, he could not say anything else.

Li Saichang, standing next to Commander Cai, saw that no one was paying attention to him and secretly wiped away a tear. It was all because of Commander Cai that his eyes were red for no reason, which made him unable to hold back his tears.

"Old Yang, we...ahhh..." Director Song immediately turned around and wanted to share the good news with Political Commissar Yang beside him.

Unexpectedly, Old Yang beside him had already burst into tears, and he could no longer control his emotions.

A serious and stern person like Lao Yang can lose his composure in public. What else does he care about? Of course, he just does it to his heart's content.

"Finally succeeded, ahhhh..." Director Liu, a man weighing more than 100 pounds, cried like a wronged child.

He didn't know how he had gotten through the past two years. In order to ensure the nutrition of every researcher, he was always on the road collecting supplies.

He has many comrades who are in charge of material management, but he can't let go of that face.

However, after seeing that Lao Song and Lao Yang attacked their comrades without hesitation.

He gritted his teeth and joined in the fight at the cost of his reputation, and in the end, only the law of true fragrance remained.

Of course, everything has its limits. Now, every old comrade-in-arms is as surprised as if they have seen a ghost when they see him.

The key is that he has no way to explain it yet because the research on main battle tanks is confidential.

In short, in the eyes of his comrades, he is now like the Japanese pirates who entered the village back then.

The chef wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. Eating cabbage and potatoes every day would make anyone feel sick.

In order to make the dishes as delicious as possible, he had to cook by himself, which was one of the reasons why he lost weight.

"Uncle Hao, why are you crying?" Fang Bao asked in a baby voice with his big innocent eyes.

At the same time, she used her chubby little hands to wipe the tears from Captain Hao's face.

Isn’t it said that only children like to cry?

Why are these adults crying like this? She doesn’t understand?

"Uncle Hao, I'm so happy. Your mother is amazing!" Captain Hao ignored his own loss of composure and let Fang Bao wipe his tears.

With so many leaders coming today, Yu Lang, the director of the security department, is of course busier than him, the team leader.

Yes, he is captain again.

So he became a full-time nanny. Fang Bao is now one and a half years old and has almost grown up in his arms.

The biggest contributor to her clear pronunciation is him. He chats with her every day. Look at this child, the one he taught knows how to comfort others.

"Dad is awesome." Fang Bao was even more confused because she always saw her dad beating Uncle Hao to the ground.

"Your mother is much more powerful than your father." Captain Hao said without hesitation. One has strong limbs and the other relies on his brain. Of course, the one with a smart brain is more powerful.

"Then I want to be a more powerful person than my mother in the future." Fang Bao said the biggest bold words in a soft voice.

Because her aunt told her that only if she became the most powerful person would everyone listen to her.

"Then our Fang Bao has to work hard!" Captain Hao looked at Fang Bao with satisfaction. Look at how promising the child he raised is, and how he has lofty ambitions at such a young age.

"Uncle Hao, work hard!" Fang Bao said in a baby voice. In her mind, Uncle Hao was the strongest man.

Every time she hit Xiao Mu, he would cry loudly, but every time her father hit Uncle Hao, Uncle Hao never cried.

"Okay, let's work hard together." Captain Hao didn't think much about it. He thought Fang Bao didn't understand what he was saying, so he asked him to work hard too.

He never dreamed that his image as a loser had already taken root in the children's hearts.

It wasn't just a few people who lost their composure; it was almost as if no one could remain calm.

They now have their own main battle tank, which they developed independently. With this as a foundation, they no longer need to copy other people's obsolete tanks.

The new tank's powerful firepower and protection capabilities will be enough to shock the world once it comes out.