Special Forces: Fusion of Deadshot Talent at the Start Chapter 313

Chapter 313 It doesn't matter whether you drink or not!

“Then can I beg you to go?” Fan Tianlei's face became increasingly ugly: “I have already promised him, and whoever goes back on his word is a puppy.”

Zhang Chuan seemed to understand a little bit: "So?"

"So I hope you can participate in this research and development mission, even if it's just a formality!"

"Whoever regrets it is a puppy?" Fan Tianlei's words almost made Zhang Chuan burst out laughing. .

How much alcohol must this guy have had to play such a childish trick at such an old age?

"I said Lao Fan, oh no, Chief of Staff, can you take it easy next time when you drink?" Zhang Chuan is now a colonel after all, and his words are naturally very tough:

"Even if you get drunk, can you please don't involve our subordinates when making bets?"

"It's purely accidental, really!" Fan Tianlei was a little embarrassed. He didn't even hear the nickname "Lao Fan" clearly, let alone react.

"Then let me ask in another way!" Zhang Chuan snorted coldly: "How about trying to avoid this kind of 'accidental' in the future?"

"Are you agreeing?" Fan Tianlei did not respond directly to Zhang Chuan, but looked cheerful.

"Who said I agreed?" Zhang Chuan rolled his eyes: "Last time, the weapons research institute matter delayed a large part of my training time, and now I am asked to engage in weapons research and development? Don't even think about it!"

Zhang Chuan spoke the truth.

His goal is to become the strongest soldier in the world, and he has no interest in scientific research at all.

Last time it was just because my hands were itchy, otherwise I would never have gotten involved in weapons research and development.

"Oh... I can understand your thinking!" Fan Tianlei acted according to the situation: "I promised Mr. Wen not only because I was drunk! The situation of weapon development this time is special!"

"Why is it special?" Zhang Chuan didn't take it seriously.

We shouldn't ask him to study atomic bombs!

Putting aside whether the level is sufficient or not, Zhang Chuan doesn't have that ability.

Even if he dares to create it, someone must believe it, right?

Except for weapons of mass destruction such as nuclear bombs, Zhang Chuan really can't think of any special circumstances that would make him suspend training and focus on firearms research and development.

Especially since I heard that this time we are going to develop a pistol.

Pistols are almost useless in modern warfare. Zhang Chuan really doesn't think there is any research value.

"Zhang Chuan, you don't know the situation!" Fan Tianlei sighed.

"Of course I don't know! If I had known earlier that the Chief of Staff was drunk, I would have asked the security squad to picket you up and send you home!"

"I'm really not kidding you!" Fan Tianlei's expression suddenly looked a little sad: "Zhang Chuan, do you know how many front-line security personnel die in China every year?"

"I really don't know this!"

Seeing that Fan Tianlei was serious, Zhang Chuan also stopped joking.

Zhang Chuan had heard to some extent how many martyrs the army had every year. Although the specific number had never been made public due to confidentiality, it was at least four digits.

But he really doesn't know the specific number of security personnel who died in the line of duty.

It's not like there are more martyrs in the army, right?

"Let me tell you, the number of security personnel who die in the line of duty every year is at least five figures!" Fan Tianlei spread his hand and gestured with five fingers: "A full five figures, and it will only be more, not less!"

so much?

Zhang Chuan was also surprised!

China has been able to maintain a good social environment in these years. It seems that in addition to the efforts of the military, the security personnel have also made huge sacrifices!

"No! Even if the security personnel make huge sacrifices for the safety and stability of the country, what does this have to do with you drinking and agreeing to others?"

Zhang Chuan didn't want to be led around, so he directly pointed out the key to the problem.

"Originally it doesn't matter, but President Wen asked me to ask you to develop a pistol to equip security personnel!" Fan Tianlei's eyes were a little wet: "If you can develop a new pistol that is easy to carry, well concealed, powerful and reliable, , can reduce the annual sacrifice rate of our country's security personnel by at least 10%, do you think I can agree to it?”

"This..." Zhang Chuan was speechless for a moment.

If this is the case, it is indeed excusable for Fan Tianlei to agree to Mr. Wen's request.

With his own strength, he can reduce the casualties of thousands of security personnel for the country every year. How can Zhang Chuan be picky?

"Okay! I promise you!"

Zhang Chuan understood Fan Tianlei's painstaking efforts at this time. If it was for this reason, it didn't matter whether he drank or not!

"Very good!"

When Fan Tianlei heard that Zhang Chuan agreed, he seemed to have put down a heavy burden and muttered: "It seems that this time there is no need to be so humble!"

Submissive?

Although he spoke softly to himself, Zhang Chuan's sharp ears immediately understood that he had been tricked by Fan Tianlei again.

However, Zhang Chuan could bear it when he thought that the pistol he developed could save the lives of thousands of security personnel!

"Good guy! If you dare to trick me, Lao Fan, remember this account for me!"

Looking at Fan Tianlei's retreating figure, Zhang Chuan silently made a note to Fan Tianlei in his heart that there would always be a chance to "repay" him in the future.

And at this moment.

In a hotel in the provincial capital.

"Old Fan, are you calling me at this time? Do you have any good news?" Mr. Wen lay on the sofa and rubbed his temples.

The department has high requirements for the research and development of improved pistols, and orders have to be issued urgently. During this period, Mr. Wen has been busy recruiting talents for weapons research and development.

The problem is that time is tight!

The great experts from the capital and Shanghai have full schedules, so naturally they can't be counted on.

Even Academician Chen from Huacheng only agreed to send one disciple to participate in the pistol modification research and development project.

The others are the Weapons Research Institute and the 738 Military Factory, which have a good relationship with Mr. Wen, each sending two engineers.

The remaining one is Zhang Chuan recommended by Fan Tianlei!

Mr. Wen had heard a little about Zhang Chuan, but he never expected that this boy was not only an outstanding special forces soldier, but also had a high level of research and development and manufacturing of weapons. .

I just didn't understand it in depth, so I was half-convinced about Zhang Chuan in Fan Tianlei's words. But there is strength in numbers, Fan Tianlei strongly recommended it, and Mr. Wen did not refuse.

"That's right!" Fan Tianlei had just dealt with Zhang Chuan and was in a good mood: "Old Wen, you have to thank me properly this time, Zhang Chuan agreed!"

"That's right! I'll definitely thank you!"

Although Mr. Wen didn't have high hopes for Zhang Chuan, his enthusiasm for Fan Tianlei was sincere.

After all, Fan Tianlei extended a helping hand when he needed help the most. This friendship must be kept in mind!

"Correct!" Fan Tianlei had just solved Zhang Chuan's problem, and his tone was quite relaxed: "Old Wen, you really have to thank me this time, Zhang Chuan agreed!"

"Okay, okay! Of course I will thank you!"

Although Mr. Wen did not have high expectations for Zhang Chuan, his enthusiasm for Fan Tianlei was sincere.

After all, Fan Tianlei helped him when he was in trouble. This friendship must be kept in mind!

Although what Fan Tiankeng said is plausible, why do I always feel like I am trapped?

(End of chapter)

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