The firearms and ammunition in the firearms room are of a single type, especially silencers for submachine guns, which are even more difficult to find. Yang Jun came here just to try his luck.
The MP5 submachine gun has only just been mass-produced abroad, and domestically it is only imitated and copied, and many accessories are not complete.
"Director, there is no silencer for this gun."
Hu Yixiao returned the gun to Yang Jun and said with a smile: "This thing is hard to find. Even if you go to the arsenal, you may not be able to find it."
When Yang Jun heard this, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.
"Okay, I understand, just go ahead and do your work."
Yang Jun turned around and left with his gun in hand.
"Director Yang, don't worry."
Hu Yixiao stopped Yang Jun and walked out from behind the iron fence.
"Director, just because you can't find it in the arsenal doesn't mean it can't be made."
"Can you do it?"
Yang Jun said in surprise.
"Hey, director, have you forgotten who my dad is? As long as it's a gun part, there's nothing he can't make."
Yang Jun slapped his head, how could he forget this matter.
Lao Hu is a firearms expert. Last time, Lao Hu helped him make the silencer for the Browning pistol.
"Look at my brain, I almost forgot about your dad. OK, let your dad help me make a silencer."
Yang Jun thrust the gun into his arms.
"If you need anything, just ask."
"My dad likes to play with these things. We have all the tools at home, but they are almost made of stainless steel." Hu Yi smiled.
"No problem, I'll say hello to the warehouse later, and you can go pick it out yourself."
"Okay, director, I'll take the gun home and ask my dad to modify it and deliver it to you early tomorrow morning."
The current MP5 submachine gun does not have a screw port reserved for installing a silencer, so it must be modified before it can be used.
"Xiao Hu, thank you. I'll give it to your dad."
"Thank you, director."
After Yang Jun finished speaking, he looked at the weapons in the cabinet and asked in a low voice.
"Do we have grenades in the gun room?"
Seeing the rows of weapons, Yang Jun suddenly thought that there were no such things as grenades in space.
"Director, don't you have grenades?"
Thinking of when Yang Jun blew him up with a grenade just now, Hu Yixiao still felt a chill on his back.
"There is a hammer to scare you."
Yang Jun rolled his eyes and said, "Give it to me to play with, and I'll return it to you tomorrow."
"Director, according to regulations..." Hu Yixiao looked at him with a troubled expression on his face.
When Yang Jun heard this, he immediately became unhappy.
It is a good thing for young people to abide by the rules, but they must also know how to be flexible. If their brains get hot and they follow the rules, they will be the ones who suffer.
"Believe it or not, I will send you to the workshop right away to swing a sledgehammer?"
When Hu Yixiao heard this, he immediately panicked.
"No, director, can't I get it for you?"
Hu Yixiao made a bitter face, returned to the iron fence, took off the key from his waist, opened the safe, took out a melon and handed it over.
"Director, if you get tired of playing with it, you must return it."
Hu Yixiao felt miserable.
Grenade is a consumable item. Unlike other gadgets, once used, it will never come back.
When something happens, he can only bear the responsibility himself.
Yang Jun saw that although he handed it to him, he still held it tightly in his hand, looking reluctant to let go...
He grabbed it and kicked him.
"Hurry up and open the warehouse order."
When Hu Yixiao heard this, he burst into tears and laughed.
As long as he signs the delivery slip, if something goes wrong, he doesn't have to take responsibility.
He quickly ran back to the fence, quickly picked up the pen, and wrote in the item column: grenades, and in the quantity column he wrote the word "one" in capital letters.
"Director, please sign."
Hu Yixiao hands
Holding the delivery slip, he stood in front of Yang Jun with a smile.
Yang Jun glanced at it, picked up the pen and signed his name.
"Remember, even if someone puts a gun to your head in the future, you can't make mistakes. Your position is very important. Guns and ammunition are not trivial. If something happens, it won't be as simple as losing your job."
After Yang Jun finished speaking, he stared at his head.
When Hu Yixiao saw this, his neck felt cold and he shrank his neck in fear.
"Director Yang, I'm sorry, I will never do it again in the future."
Yang Jun put the grenade into his pocket, patted his shoulder and said,
"If you don't understand anything, ask your dad."
After saying that, Yang Jun left.
After Yang Jun left, Hu Yixiao collapsed on the ground.
Thinking about what had just happened, he was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.
He was thinking, what if Yang Jun just took the grenade away without signing?
He couldn't imagine what the consequences would be.
Yang Jun is right. His position is special. If something goes wrong, it will not be as simple as losing his job.
He felt that there was too much to learn.
"It seems that if you buy a bottle of good wine at night, you have to have a good chat with the old man."
…
I went home from get off work that evening.
Yang Jun discovered that Yi Qiushui's attitude towards him had changed greatly.
Not only did he personally stand at the door waiting for him to come home, but he also kept asking after him.
"Husband, have you eaten enough for lunch?"
"Little Yangyang, are you going well at work today?"
…
Yang Jun felt uncomfortable after hearing this.
During this period, Yi Qiushui misunderstood him and ignored him. Yi Qiushui always felt sorry for herself, so she has been looking for opportunities to ease the relationship today.
While eating, I kept picking up food for him.
Before going to bed, I washed his feet again.
Then, he helped him make the bed.
Yang Jun was sitting on the bed, looking lazy and indifferent.
Seeing Yang Jun's appearance, Yi Qiushui finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"Husband, you must forgive me, do you hear me?"
Yi Qiu Shui angrily rode on him, threatening to kill him if she didn't forgive her.
Yang Jun rolled his eyes and said,
"I'm the best person to coax. You know in your heart what I need most."
"no!"
Yi Qiushui refused as soon as she heard this. She stroked her belly and said coquettishly,
"Husband, you know you can't, but you still..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard Yang Jun say quietly.
"But you also have a pair of strong and dexterous hands."
Yi Qiushuixia flew to her cheeks and punched Yang Jun twice.
She lowered her head, thought for a moment, and said shyly, "I'll give it a try..."
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The next day, Yang Jun got up.
Although I can't say that I'm completely transparent, I still feel a bit uncomfortable...
"It seems that we have to practice for half an hour more today." Yang Jun said to himself.
Sun Zhaodi, who was kicking the stakes at the side, stopped and said with a puzzled look on her face.
"Uncle Yang, why do you keep practicing so much lately?"
"You, Uncle Yang, have a hard life."
Yang Jun said sadly: "If nothing happens, we will have to endure this crime for a few more months."
"Uncle Yang, can you tell me what kind of sin you are enduring? Maybe I can help you."
"cannot!"
Yang Jun decisively rejected her, and then looked at her with an "I do good for you" look.
"If you really want to help you, Uncle Yang, just say a few words for me in front of your aunt."
"Okay, Uncle Yang."
Although Sun Zhaodi didn't know what crime Yang Jun was enduring, seeing Yang Jun in such pain, she felt
Gotta help him.
…
When he arrived at the factory, as soon as he went upstairs, he met Lao Hu waiting for him at the door of the office.
Lao Hu was holding a cardboard box in his hand, with dark circles under his eyes, and looked very tired.
"Lao Hu, why are you here?"
When Yang Jun spoke, his eyes were fixed on the cardboard box in his arms.
"Director, didn't I bring you a baby?"
As Lao Hu spoke, he patted the cardboard box in his arms.
"Lao Hu, thank you for your hard work. Let's go inside and talk."
Yang Jun opened the door to the office and let him in.
After entering, lock the door.
Yang Jun said while making tea for him,
"Your legs and feet are not good. You can just ask your son to bring you here. Why do you have to go there yourself?"
"Hey, I can't help but go there myself."
Lao Hu looked like he hated iron and said, "If it hadn't been for Factory Director Yang's reminder, my boy would have almost made a big mistake. I came here specifically to thank the Factory Director for his kindness."
After hearing this, Yang Jun waved his hand and said, "It's not entirely Hu Yixiao's fault. If I hadn't deliberately tested him, he wouldn't have made a mistake."
"Director, you can't say that. This is all that kid's fault. In any case, he failed to fulfill his duties as a custodian. I ask the director to give him the severest punishment."
Although Lao Hu said this, his eyes looking at Yang Jun were full of begging.
"Lao Hu, forget it this time, but you can't just let go of your son. Take him for a while."
"Director, I think so too. From today on, I will keep him with me until he is fully qualified for this job."
"Okay, I've worked hard for you during this period. As for your salary, I won't give it to you. When the time comes, I'll ask the finance department to subsidize your food expenses." Yang Jun said.
"Director, why are you so embarrassed? I..."
Yang Jun raised his hand to stop his words, and then said seriously,
"I don't want you to take advantage for nothing. When you have time, teach those newbies more."
"Yes, I promise to complete the task."
Afterwards, the two stopped talking about work.
Lao Hu opened the carton and took out the MP5 submachine gun.
"Director, try to take advantage of it. If it doesn't fit, I'll take it back and change it."
"Why should I be worried about your craftsmanship, Lao Hu?"
Yang Jun smiled, took the gun and took a look.
The barrel has been modified, and the front end has been made into a spiral pattern, and a silencer is connected to it.
This is an office, and there are no bullets, so we can't test the gun, so we can only give up.
In addition to the silencer being modified, the magazine was also modified.
No, the magazine has not been changed, Lao Hu just made a new magazine.
Lao Hu is very good at craftsmanship, and the magazine he modified matches the gun quite well.
The original magazine was linear, but now it is curved.
Not to mention, this arc-shaped magazine has three magazines tied together.
Yang Jun was surprised at first sight. Lao Hu was indeed an ordnance expert.
After such a modification, not only the time of changing the magazine is saved, but also the magazine capacity has been increased to 90 rounds.
The 90-round bullet experience cannot be described in words as "exhilarating".
"Director, the magazine has been changed to a curved shape, mainly to avoid jamming and to maximize the service life of the magazine spring."
As for why the three magazines were tied together, Lao Hu didn't say.
He believed that with Yang Jun's military qualities, it would not be difficult to understand the advantages here.
"Old Hu, you are showing off your talents. With your skills, you can be an engineer in an arsenal."
