Just after nine o'clock, in the huge demonstration venue behind the display area of ​​the Frankfurt Weapon Expo, the highly anticipated comparison of the bazooka between China and France officially began. With the coordinator on the scene and the host of the comparison, the bazooka operators of both China and France entered the launch area. However, when everyone on the scene saw these two operators responsible for launching the bazooka, the scene, which was already relatively quiet, broke out again with noisy comments:

"oh~my~god! Look at the Chinese operator, wearing glasses, and a little thin. Is there no one in China?"

"Isn't there no one?" The man who thought he was holding inside information said with a mocking look on his face: "The operators at the exhibition are afraid that the Chinese bazooka will explode in their hands. In the face of life, no one will choose to hide!"

"That's easy to do. Chinese arms companies can increase the costs or give the operators of the test site a valuable insurance!"

"Can China take out this money?" The person with a source continued, with a look of contempt on his face and snorted coldly:

"Hmph! They have no money, and they are so poor that they can't even wear pairs of pants!"

"Then why are they still attending the weapons exhibition? Why are they going home and getting a few pairs of pants to wear!"

"What are you doing here? Of course I want to give alms to the Western world..."

"Hahaha~~ It's true, it's true!"

...

"Captain Lu, do you think I'll replace Xiao Hu?" The surroundings made Lao Guo, who was sitting beside him frown, and his veins burst out, and he wanted to replace Hu Qinghua, who was standing in the launch area to prepare immediately.

Lao Guo’s name is Guo Jin. He is a craftsman at the Northern Factory. He is in his forties. Because he is good at foreign languages, Che Pukuan, the director of the Northern Machinery Factory, he joined the Chinese military industry delegation led by Lu Jiadong. During the exhibition in Frankfurt, Guo Jin was responsible for the reception of the entire exhibition hall. Because he is easy-going and kind-hearted, everyone calls him Lao Guo.

This time, because he couldn't find a suitable operator, Hu Qinghua volunteered to serve as the operator of the Chinese bazooka. But everyone knew that this person who turned countless weapons and equipment into reality from drawings had never touched a real gun, let alone operating the bazooka. This situation is not only Hu Qinghua, but also in the entire Chinese military delegation. However, in the real dilemma of not being able to afford high fees to hire foreign operators, he could only draw a big one from the bottom of the situation, so that Hu Qinghua, who had participated in the development of the bazooka and was relatively familiar with the equipment, would take the lead...

Because of this, long before entering the venue, the members of the entire Chinese military industry delegation were worried about Lao Guo. Now, when they heard the discussions and ridicule coming from time to time around, the worry was like a sharp wind and frost, covering the entire Chinese military industry delegation in a gloomy atmosphere.

As Guo Jin, who has a relatively experienced experience in the delegation, was already in the ancient way of heart and blood. Faced with this situation, he naturally couldn't suppress his anger, so he stood up and wanted to take on this operation task with one force:

"I have participated in militia training and have some understanding of infantry weapons and equipment operations, so I should be much more familiar with the bazooka than Xiao Hu, so..."

"So, you should sit here more quietly!" Before Lao Guo finished speaking, Lu Jiadong smiled and took Lao Guo's words. This made all the Chinese military-industry delegations, including Lao Guo, look at Lu Jiadong in surprise. However, Lu Jiadong's expression did not change at all. He glanced at the members of the delegation around him, and finally fixed his eyes on Lao Guo's puzzled and firm face, and asked with a smile:

"What? Shouldn't we have some confidence in the actual participants in the development of the bazooka?"

"This..." Lao Guo didn't know what to say for a moment, and hesitated for a moment, but hesitated and expressed his concern in his heart: "It's not that I don't have confidence, but I'm worried that Xiao Hu can operate well. No matter what, he has never received regular military training. The operation of the rocket launcher was taught by Jiadong last night. But today in such a big scene, I'm afraid that Xiao Hu can't bear the pressure, if he gets off the target..."

"We have strived for simplicity and speed at the beginning of the development of the rocket launcher, especially in terms of operation. Lao Guo, you will not forget this, right?"

"Captain Lu, but..."

"Don't worry, Lao Guo, our experience in the Battle of Fakashan shows that the technical and tactical effectiveness of this rocket launcher is not bad, we must have confidence in it!" When he said this, the smile on Lu Jiadong's face became very confident than ever. Even Lao Guo, who had many worries in his heart, was not inconvenient to say anything.

Because he knew that he, a young leader, was a person who did not fight unprepared battles. Since he said that, it should have a reason, not to mention that Hu Qinghua is the actual participant in this single-soldier portable rocket launcher. He should be familiar with this equipment more than others, and it is impossible to say that he has no confidence.

So, after Lu Jiadong finished saying this, Lao Guo returned to his seat and watched Hu Qinghua in the demonstration venue with other members of the delegation. His expectations, hopes and tension all turned into complex but wishful eyes, and he turned to Hu Qinghua...

At this moment, Hu Qinghua was also nervous. His hands were filled with sweat with both hands holding the rocket launcher, and beads of sweat were even covered with his forehead. Although he was the acting director of Wanshan Factory in China, he has been living behind the scenes for more than ten years, silently doing his weapons and equipment design, improvement and research.

Even though he has recently become extroverted and cheerful due to his position improvement and has a unique set of skills in dealing with people, he is only facing one or several people. For example, he has completed the established operational tasks under the eyes of thousands of people. Hu Qinghua is the first time in his life. He said he is not nervous at all, which is definitely a lie among lies. Besides, the sarcasm and countless contemptuous gazes around him have made Hu Qinghua's heart beat faster...

"What? Is it very hot?" Just as Hu Qinghua hopes to calm down his tension, a very contemptuous voice came into his ears:

"But the weather doesn't seem to be hot, oh~~ I remember, you are scared. If this is the case, you still have time to go home to find your mother!"

The person who spoke was not someone else, but the operator holding the French "Thunder" anti-tank bazooka standing next to him. He is an active retired soldier of the Federal Republic of China and has French nationality. Therefore, after serving as the demonstration site operator, he was recruited by Sarkozy and became a special operator of French weapons and equipment at this expo.

When he saw Hu Qinghua next to him sweating profusely, he thought of ridicule, which then disintegrated the opponent's psychology and completely defeated. However, the operator unexpectedly did not make Hu Qinghua mentally collapse, but instead made the Chinese man throw an extremely firm and confident look at him, and then responded word by word:

"At that time, I will know who should go to find my mother!"

"You..." A harsh stern flashed in the French operator's eyes. Just as he was about to say something, he heard a familiar and arrogant voice sound not far away:

"Biell, don't be as knowledgeable as this Hu. You must know that he is carrying a self-destructive bomb. I advise you to stay away from it so that you won't be injured!"

"Okay, Mr. Sarkozy, I'm the same as you think!" Biel nodded politely at Sarkozy not far away, then turned his head and cast a disdainful look at Hu Qinghua, and then carried the rocket launcher to the side for a long distance. At this time, Hu Qinghua had calmed down. He was not afraid, but he had never seen such a big scene and was a little nervous. However, when he was excited by these French people, the tension in his heart completely turned into the belief of winning, and his whole body became extremely calm...

“areyouready?”

"Ok!"

“fire~~~~”

With the order of the on-site coordinator, Hu Qinghua and Viel, who had already been ready in the launch area, both carried the individual portable bazooka in their hands, knelt on one knee, raised the ruler, stared at the target through the simple sight, opened the safety, fixed the rocket's body with the left hand, and pulled the trigger with the index finger of the right hand, only heard:

"Bang~bang~"

Two dull roars, two single-soldier rockets surged out from the two rocket launchers with a thick smoke...

"It seems that China's bazooka is easier to operate!" General Messi, who was holding a telescope on one side of the observation stand, looked at the shooting area with every move, couldn't help but make comments:

"And France seems to have higher aiming accuracy!"

As soon as General Messi finished speaking, he heard two loud noises, two thick stone walls made of reinforced concrete hundreds of meters away, instantly two dazzling flames rose, two gray-black smoke accompanied by fierce flames formed two small mushroom clouds.

The concrete blocks, steel bar residues, and even the turf and soil that were knocked away all splashed in all directions, completely putting the two walls in purgatory. When the smoke of gunpowder dissipated, the same size appeared in the middle of the two walls, and almost all of them could drill into a big hole in a person!

"I didn't expect it to be tied. This rocket launcher in China is indeed extraordinary!"

It was not only General Messi who exclaimed this, but everyone else at the scene was like this. They never expected that the Chinese bazooka that they looked down upon and even despised was quite a match with the French "Thunder" bazooka, which is known as the world-class...
Chapter completed!