Let You Make Props, What the Hell Are These Fourth-Generation Tanks?

Grandpa is seriously ill, so Jiang Qing takes care of the workshop entrusted by his parents alone. Just when he was worrying about how to survive better. Bite! Super manual system is being activated... "Master, help me build a prop tank. The more realistic it is, the better!" "The more truthful, the better?" Lin Xinghe launched the fourth generation main battle tank "This should be real enough, right?" "Mr. Lin Tiejun, your son has been detained by relevant state departments for illegally manufacturing firearms and ammunition. As a guardian, if it is convenient for you, please come and sign." A phone call confused Lin Tiejun and caused the Military Industrial Research Institute to explode instantly. When he rushed to the detention center, he found that experts gathered in the small detention center. Military Industry Research Institute: "Is there any problem with him helping us build an aircraft carrier?" Jiang Hongyuan: "I asked you to look at the store. Did you see the Military Industrial Institute?" This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.