Chapter 313 It doesn’t matter whether you drink or not!
"Then I beg you to go, okay?" Fan Tianlei's face became increasingly ugly: "I have already promised him, and whoever goes back on his word is a puppy."

Zhang Chuan seemed to understand a little: "So?"

"So I hope you can participate in this research and development mission, even if it's just a formality!"

"Whoever regrets is a little dog?" Fan Tianlei's words almost made Zhang Chuan burst out laughing.
He is so old, but still playing such childish tricks. How much alcohol must this guy have drunk?
"Old Fan, oh no, Chief of Staff, can you take it easy next time you drink?" Zhang Chuan is now a colonel, so he naturally speaks more confidently:

"Even if you're drunk, please don't involve our subordinates when you make a bet, okay?"

"It was purely accidental, really!" Fan Tianlei was a little embarrassed. He didn't even hear the nickname "Old Fan" clearly, let alone react.

"Then I'll ask it another way!" Zhang Chuan snorted coldly: "Try to avoid this kind of 'accident' in the future, how about that?"

"Do you agree to it?" Fan Tianlei did not respond to Zhang Chuan directly, but looked cheerful.

"Who said I agreed?" Zhang Chuan rolled his eyes. "The last time I was at the weapons research institute, it delayed a large part of my training time. Now you want me to do weapons research and development? Don't even think about it!"

Zhang Chuan was speaking from the heart.

His goal is to become the strongest soldier in the world, and he has no interest in scientific research.

Last time I just wanted to get involved, otherwise I would never have gotten involved in weapons research and development.

"Oh... I understand your thoughts!" Fan Tianlei seized the opportunity and said, "I didn't agree to President Wen just because I was drunk! The weapons development situation this time is special!"

"What's so special about it?" Zhang Chuan didn't take it seriously.

You wouldn't ask him to study the atomic bomb!
Not to mention whether his level is high enough, Zhang Chuan doesn't have that ability.

Even if he dares to make it, someone has to believe it, right?

Apart from weapons of mass destruction like nuclear bombs, Zhang Chuan really couldn't think of any special circumstances that would require him to suspend training and focus on firearms research and development.

Especially I heard that this time they are going to develop a pistol.

Pistols are almost useless in modern warfare, and Zhang Chuan really doesn't think there is any value in studying them.

"Zhang Chuan, you don't understand the situation!" Fan Tianlei sighed.

"Of course I don't know! If I had known that the Chief of Staff was drunk, I would have asked the guards to take you home with the patrol!"

"I'm really not kidding you!" Fan Tianlei's expression suddenly looked a little desolate: "Zhang Chuan, do you know how many frontline security personnel die in the country every year?"

“I really don’t know about this!”

Seeing that Fan Tianlei was serious, Zhang Chuan also stopped joking.

Zhang Chuan had heard a little about how many martyrs there were in the army every year. Although the exact number had never been made public for reasons of confidentiality, it was at least in the four digits.

But he really didn't know the exact number of security personnel who died in the line of duty.

There can’t be more than the number of military martyrs, right?

"Let me tell you, the number of security personnel who die in the line of duty every year is at least five digits!" Fan Tianlei spread out his hands and gestured with five fingers: "Five digits in total, and it will only be more, not less!"

so much?
Zhang Chuan was also surprised!
China has been able to maintain a good social environment over the years. It seems that in addition to the contributions of the army, the security personnel have also made great sacrifices!
"No! Even if the security personnel made great sacrifices for the safety and stability of the country, what does this have to do with your promise to them after drinking?"

Zhang Chuan didn't want to be led by the nose, so he pointed out the crux of the problem directly.

"It doesn't matter, but the pistol that Premier Wen asked me to find you to develop is for equipping security personnel!" Fan Tianlei's eyes were a little moist: "If you can develop a new pistol that is easy to carry, well concealed, powerful and reliable, it can reduce the annual sacrifice rate of our security personnel by at least 10%. Do you think I can refuse it?"

"This..." Zhang Chuan was speechless for a moment.

If this is the case, it is understandable that Fan Tianlei agreed to Premier Wen's request.

How could Zhang Chuan complain when he could reduce the casualties of thousands of security personnel for the country every year with his own efforts?

"Okay! I promise you!"

Zhang Chuan now understood Fan Tianlei's painstaking efforts. If it was for this reason, it didn't matter whether he drank or not!

"Great!"

When Fan Tianlei heard Zhang Chuan agreed, he felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders, muttering, "It looks like I don't have to be so humble this time!"

Submissive?

Although he muttered to himself quietly, Zhang Chuan had sharp ears and immediately realized that he had been tricked by the wily old man Fan Tianlei again.

However, thinking that the pistol he developed could save the lives of thousands of security personnel, Zhang Chuan endured it!

"Good fellow! You dare to cheat me, Lao Fan, you will remember this!"

Looking at Fan Tianlei's receding back, Zhang Chuan silently made a note of Fan Tianlei in his heart, believing that there would always be a chance to "repay" him in the future.

And at this moment.

In a hotel in the provincial capital.

"Old Fan, you're calling me at this time. Is there any good news?" President Wen was lying on the sofa, rubbing his temples.

The department had high requirements for the research and development of improved pistols, and the order came down urgently. During this period, Premier Wen has been busy recruiting talents for weapons research and development.

The problem is that time is tight!
The experts from Beijing and Shanghai are fully scheduled, so they cannot be relied upon.

Even Academician Chen from Huacheng only agreed to send one disciple to participate in the pistol modification and research and development project.

The others were the Weapon Research Institute and the 738 Military Factory, which have a good relationship with Premier Wen, and each sent two engineers.

The remaining one is Zhang Chuan recommended by Fan Tianlei!

President Wen had heard a little about Zhang Chuan, but he never expected that this guy was not only an outstanding special forces soldier, but also had a high level of weapons research and development and manufacturing.
But he didn't know much about Zhang Chuan, so he was skeptical about him. But there is strength in numbers, and Fan Tianlei strongly recommended him, so Premier Wen didn't refuse.

"That's right!" Fan Tianlei had just dealt with Zhang Chuan and was in a good mood: "Old Wen, you have to thank me this time. Zhang Chuan agreed!"

"That's right! I will definitely thank you very much!"

Although President Wen did not have high hopes for Zhang Chuan, his enthusiasm for Fan Tianlei was genuine.

After all, Fan Tianlei extended a helping hand to him when he needed help the most, and this friendship must be remembered in his heart!

"Correct!" Fan Tianlei had just solved Zhang Chuan's problem, and his tone was quite relaxed: "Old Wen, you really have to thank me this time. Zhang Chuan agreed!"

"Okay, okay! Of course I will thank you very much!"

Although President Wen did not have high expectations for Zhang Chuan, his enthusiasm for Fan Tianlei was genuine.

After all, Fan Tianlei helped him when he was in trouble, and this friendship must be remembered in his heart!

Although Fan Tiankeng’s words are very convincing, why do I always feel like I’m trapped?
(End of this chapter)