1948, Peking! I, Chen Hanming, the chief military engineer of the 21st century, turned out to be a helpless "sick man" in the courtyard when I opened my eyes!
Seeing that I have no father or mother, all the beasts in the courtyard want to join forces to eat me up and take over my property?
I laughed.
Want to eat the best? I will turn your whole family into an "extreme household" if I backhand you!
Yi Zhonghai, an eighth-level fitter? Very good, I rolled into the workshop and rubbed the barrel of the AK gun with my own hands. The error of one hair would make the whole family hungry for three days!
Yan Bugui, the third uncle is a good calculator? Perfect, there are 100 million screws in the warehouse. You can take them one by one. If one is missing, your son will lose a leg!
Mr. Jia Zhang, does a loud voice make you act up? Great, the air defense siren is omitted. You hang it on the flagpole 24 hours a day. When an enemy plane comes, you call it first. If it doesn't sound good, don't even think about coming down!
While others were still fighting wits and courage with beasts over a few kilograms of stick noodles during time travel, I directly transformed the courtyard into a military factory, using these beasts as the first batch of "humanoid consumables"!
While these idiots were still calculating how much money I had in my pocket, the first batch of heavy mortars underground in my yard had been secretly sent to the battlefield thousands of miles away, blasting the enemy to tears!
Their pattern is like a needle-pointed wheat awn; while my pattern is like a sea of stars, a torrent of steel, and a military-industrial empire that is about to rise!
