MMB Chapter 320 Ask Leng Feng to be a helper
Chapter 320 Ask Leng Feng to be a helper
Chapter 320 Ask Leng Feng to be a helper
Chen Fan smiled and said, "That's just right. I'd like you to come here and help me do something."
Leng Feng had seen Chen Fan busy all these days, but he didn't know what Chen Fan was busy with.
He asked mysteriously: "What's the matter? Is it difficult?"
Chen Fan said: "It's not difficult, just keep an eye on the weather forecast and record some data."
Leng Feng smiled and agreed: "No problem, I'm here when I have time."
After hanging up the phone, Leng Feng was still thinking, what kind of job does he need to keep an eye on the weather forecast?
What is Chen Fan doing with his busy schedule every day?
While he was still hesitating whether to pack his luggage, a car parked directly under his dormitory.
"Excuse me, is Leng Feng here?"
Leng Feng poked his head out of the window in confusion, and the staff below said with a smile, "Chen Fan asked me to pick you up."
Until Leng Feng sat in the car, he still felt a little foggy.
What kind of status does Chen Fan have that he can just call a special car to pick him up?
Do not understand!
There are more and more mysteries about Chen Fan.
The car drove for several hours and went to a base.
Chen Fan greeted him at the door, got into their car, and said to the driver, "Please go to the research room."
Leng Feng looked confused: "Research room? Chen Fan, what are you doing these days?"
Chen Fan didn't say anything. Even in a base, some projects still have to be kept secret.
He glanced at the driver's position and signaled Leng Feng not to talk too much.
After getting out of the car, Leng Feng felt that everything was novel, just like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden.
But Chen Fan is familiar with the road and handles everything with ease.
He took out a work card and pasted it on the gate, and after entering, he needed to enter the password.
Chen Fan saw Leng Shi's expression of wanting to ask but not daring to ask, and he said, "It's okay, you can ask now."
Leng Feng took a deep breath and said in shock, "What's going on here? Why are you so familiar with this place? What are you doing here these two days..."
Chen Fan took out a visitor card from his pocket and handed it to Leng Feng.
Explained: "I have worked here before, just doing some weapon research and development. I am actually doing weapon research and development when I come back this time. My latest idea is to make a sniper rifle that can hit 3000 A gun target within meters."
Leng Feng was dumbfounded when he heard 3000 meters. He was dumbfounded and said: "3000 meters? How is this possible? It's not a gun at all, it should be a cannon, right?"
In fact, the special forces have some understanding of these. They all know that the range of the gun is limited. After all, all aspects of the size are affected.
If there is a gun with a range of 3000 meters, there is no doubt that it must be very large.
Now Leng Feng has even started to make up his mind, the appearance of carrying a short cannon on his shoulder.
Chen Fan just said to him: "It's definitely different from what you imagined. Although it's a little heavier, it's definitely no different from a normal gun in appearance."
How is this possible?
Leng Feng felt that Chen Fan must be exaggerating.
Until he saw the gun, he was stunned.
He asked dully: "Are you sure this gun has a range of 3000 meters?"
In terms of appearance, it is not much different from their usual guns. There may be a few streamlined designs that look more beautiful than their regular guns.
Another point is that the rear of this gun is indeed relatively large.
He walked around the gun, Chen Fan took the gun off the shelf, assembled it, and handed it to Leng Feng.
Leng Feng also regarded it as the weight of their usual gun, and took it smoothly.
But the weight of the gun caused his arm to fall directly. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and held the gun firmly.
He said in shock: "I'll go, this gun is really heavy!"
He was now a little convinced of the gun's range.
Chen Fan glanced at the weather details: "It's foggy today, and the visibility is not as good as the previous two days, but it doesn't affect bullets much, but the requirements for snipers are relatively high."
Chen Fan asked Leng Feng: "Do you want to try?"
Leng Feng's eyes were shining brightly: "I want to, of course I want to! When will I go?"
Chen Fan glanced at the time and said, "After a while, the person on the night shift will come to work, and he needs to take us there. The distance is 3000 meters. It would be a waste of time for us to go back and forth."
Leng Feng touched the gun in his hand excitedly, looked here and there, and wiped there.
This was the first time he saw a gun in the research and development stage, and he instantly felt that he was also a half research participant.
He asked, "Do we have a chance to use this gun in the future?"
Chen Fan shook his head: "Probably not, this gun is just a scientific research achievement. If it is put on the battlefield, its practicality is not very good. After all, with a distance of 3000 meters, it is impossible to see clearly what is there when there are many obstacles. .”
Leng Feng felt that what Chen Fan said made sense.
Generally, when they are on the battlefield, they seek stability.
At such a long distance, there is a possibility of hitting, but this is a matter of probability after all.
After a while, the staff rushed over one after another.
When they saw Chen Fan, they all greeted him respectfully.
You can see their admiration in their eyes.
Chen Fan said something to the staff, and the staff stared wide-eyed and asked, "Are you sure you want to stay around there all the time?"
Chen Fan nodded: "Yes, so please prepare another tent."
Leng Feng originally thought he was going on vacation, but he didn't expect that let alone vacation, he didn't even see the bed, and was sent directly to sleep in the tent by Chen Fan.
He was accompanied by two hard-working staff members.
Chen Fan adjusted the device, and said to Leng Feng: "I have already set up the program inside. When the main red light is on, he will sound a prompt. You can go out and record the data of your shooting. It doesn't matter if you can't shoot correctly. I will To record the effect on bullets under different conditions."
Leng Feng nodded: "Don't worry, I can definitely do this kind of thing."
But it was easy to agree, the sky was getting darker and darker, and there was only a small dim yellow light next to the gun target.
Leng Feng couldn't even see the target of the gun, let alone how his gun hit it.
He could only shoot by feeling.
Then, a set of data appeared on the computer.
It is the speed of the bullet at different stages. When it is close to the target, the speed becomes slower and slower.
On the other hand, Chen Fan was already sound asleep in the tent.
Leng Feng felt that Chen Fan was a bit baffled, he was so busy, why did Chen Fan fall asleep?
Could it be the overseer who brought him back, right?
However, thinking that Chen Fan can develop such a powerful gun, he must not have had much rest in the past two days, so let him have a good sleep!
Chen Fan slept soundly this time, and Leng Feng was woken up several times during the sleep, and Chen Fan didn't even turn over.
(End of this chapter)