Monster Factory-Chapter 489: Everyone Holds Their Heads

Chapter 489: Everyone Holds Their Heads

"Panpan… Panpan… Panpan.. Panpan… Panpan...."

The crisp sound of gunfire continued echoing on the deserted beach. Wang Lin, the deputy manager who was once served as a soldier, became happier as he shoots, and became more evil as he shoots, until changing the magazine. Whenever Deputy Director Wang Lin's muzzle sounded, a spark flew from the alert robot.

When the two magazines were empty, Wang Lin, the deputy manager, opened the barrel to confirm there were no bullets and put the gun back on the table. The people in the bunker walked out curiously and headed to the guard robot two hundred meters away.

The 7.62mm copper-plated lead bullet has a kinetic energy of nearly two thousand joules. With this power, it could punch through two doors of a car, and kill another person which was more stable, like Yao Ming standing under the basket and shooting the ball in it, but when it had hit the guard robot's armor, only a few shallow scratches and a few pale petal-like marks were left behind.

These lead scratches were traces of bullets flying by armored bullets with inclination. Where the copper-plated lead bullets hit head-on, there was a thick layer of lead flowers, and after cleaning the lead flower, there were only less than two millimeters of damage on the armor.

"I knew, I let them strip steel core armor-piercing bullets..." Deputy manager Wang Lin and the technicians were ecstatic.

"This layer of bulletproof armor is too good, I think it can withstand machine-gun bullets."

"Wait; there is still one test that hasn't been completed." Deputy Manager Wang Lin ran to Ye Qing and said with a smile: "Mr. Ye, we are not very good at using the alert robot. Please help us test its attack effect when it is equipped with weapons."

Ye Qing nodded: “The alert robot with weapons?”

The alert robot uses two power supply methods: battery and power cord. The battery can last 30 minutes when armed criminals would cut the power to the factory. Therefore, it could also be tested when there was no electricity outdoors.

"Just leave this test to the Master Craftsman."

So, all the personnel returned to the trenches, and the master exquisite stood at the shooting hole and used the control device to remotely guard the robot, and the alert robot suddenly became the focus of the audience, and everyone kept looking at it, and the recorder shouted expectantly: "The test begins."

Without any preparation or hesitation, the alert robot has begun loading the AK assault rifle ably.

In this test, as long as the robot could successfully shoot with a gun, Deputy Manager Wang Lin didn't expect him to hit a target. After all, no one had seen a robot shoot a gun, let alone tried it, but how could this security robot be like a pacesetter shooter who has been in the army for many years, with its gun charged and held flat and in front of its eyes and ready to shoot.

"Panpan… Panpan… Panpan.. "

After the crisp gunfires, two hundred meters away, three bullet holes appeared on the target that was originally an automatic sighting bracket.

"I rely on... better than me?" Deputy Manager Wang Lin first exclaimed again and again, then slapped his head: "Ha... It must be the kind of aiming plug-in produced by you, which is assisting aiming."

"Mr. Ye, I have to say that your aiming plug-in is too easy to use. You hit the target directly at 200 meters."

"This..." Ye Qing shrugged: "Manager Wang, the targeting plug-in has been uninstalled yet."

The aiming plug-in needs to be installed on the muzzle and the gun should be adjusted. The deputy manager Wang Lin just remembered that the assault rifle used in the test only had the aiming center, and there was no aiming plug-in.

"Awesome, this kind of alert robot is too perfect." The old director watching from the side kept doing the thumb up.

Wang Lin, the deputy manager, shouted, telling Master Qiao not to shoot and let him have a try. After simply learning the operation, the deputy manager Wang Lin controlled the robot and slowly raised the muzzle. After a burst of gunshots, three bullets went straight to the sky.

Deputy manager Wang Lin didn't care. This brand-new shooting brought him endless fun. Anyway, there were thousands of rounds in the bullet box, so he practiced hard, but after he had finished hitting all ballets in the magazine, there were only a few more bullet holes on the target. The deputy manager Wang Lin couldn't figure it out. Why did that little older man have hit him at every shot?

Wang Lin, the deputy manager was about to ask him about aiming skills, and he had suddenly felt something wrong with the atmosphere. Behind the rocks near Huanhai Avenue, there seemed to be people.

"Who is hiding there? We are shooting here. What are you doing? Hurry up to leave."

Deputy manager Wang Lin released the control equipment, and while walking towards the rock, he muttered to himself: "These people are real too. It doesn't matter if they watch with excitement."

People nowadays were watching with excitement, and it was not too big a problem. They had searched to do this test on this deserted beach and wild ridge, but there were people who followed the gunfire and watch with excitement. What if a stray bullet flies over?

So, Wang Lin, the deputy manager, had walked behind the rock, wanting to push people away, as a result, as soon as his figure disappeared, he stiffly retreated step by step, and then retreated, his hands were raised, his facial was frozen, and a muzzle of a black pistol emerged from behind the boulder pointed at the body of Deputy Director Wang Lin.

Behind the rock, a gun pointed at the deputy manager Wang Lin appeared, which shocked the people in the trench. Another weapon custodian hurriedly took out the key and opened the weapon storage box, as a result, before the key was taken out, a large number of people rushed out from behind the rock. Black helmets, black combat uniforms, special police armbands on the shoulders, and submachine guns in their hands.

More than 20 special police officers jumped out and pointed their guns at everyone.

"Hold your head in your hands, everyone squat down." A special policeman shouted majestically.

"Damn!"

Seeing so many armed special police, Ye Qing was instead relieved. Probably, on Huanhai Avenue, when a driver who was familiar with the sound of gunshots had heard the gunshots had called the police.

This was a misunderstanding. Yesterday, Ye Qing had asked Wang Lin, the deputy manager, whether to ask permission for the live ammunition test. As a result, the guy had said there was no need to worry about it, and Monster Heavy Industry only needed to find an open and safe venue.

"Has he got water in his head?"

The custodian with the weapon box half-opened almost crooked his eyebrows. He stood in the trench and pointed to the special policeman standing on it with a gun. He angrily said: "You scared me, I thought you are a robber."

"Everyone hands behind their heads and squats." The special policeman emphasized again, but his tone became less dignified, and his muzzle was slightly raised.

"I'll." The weapon custodian opened his mouth and said with disdain: "Frighten someone with a broken gun, open your eyes wide and see, are we like gangsters?... It's unlike... What gangster will come to the beach, clean a special place, set up a target to practice shoot guns?... I have an assault rifle."

And this group of special policemen had also vaguely read a familiar breath from the people hiding in the trenches. This kind of breath was generally only found in the old fritters in the mixed system.

"I am Ye Qing, the president of Monster Heavy Industry. There should be a misunderstanding." Ye Qing sighed and explained: "We are testing new products, and because we are cooperating with the arsenal, so we will use guns."

"It turned out you are President Ye, no wonder we got to know who are you just now."

"It's a misunderstanding..."

When these special police officers heard the words of Monster Heavy Industry and Ye Qing, everyone immediately put down their guns and kept apologizing, saying there was a misunderstanding.