Durin's Diary

Chapter 853 Maple Leaves Fall

By the time everything was discussed, the clock in the court hall had already struck four in the afternoon.

Although the imperial kitchen provided a variety of food and snacks, it was still too much for the little guys to overwork their brains, including Du Lin, who was now drinking honey water.

This made the old emperor very envious - as a monkey without a tail, he was diagnosed with diabetes by medical AI a few years ago. He only took two bites of the food that was just served and then stopped eating.

This made Du Lin very sad. After all, he had experienced such painful things in his previous life, such as eating cereal three times a day and not having the taste of meat for three months. It was not until he was diagnosed with an incurable disease that he could eat better during the last period of time.

Luo Xiangguo had already finished his honey syrup. He glanced at his pocket watch and said, "The troops will begin to assemble tomorrow. The Marines have been conducting targeted landing training, and the Army will need a few more days."

"It will take a week of intensive training. On the first day, kick out all those who are seasick, and use the remaining six days to increase the intensity of the little bastards. As for Du Lin's idea of ​​putting a telephone on the back of the tank, I think it's a good idea. Infantry-tank coordination is indeed a problem now. By the way, what about the navy?" asked Master Pang.

"The intensity of the training has always been guaranteed, but the radio that Dulin mentioned is too late now. We should continue to use lights and flags as the main means of communication. The idea of ​​using seaplanes with air buoys to rescue pilots and battle mages who have fallen into the water is a good one, but time is tight. The Navy and the Air Force should discuss it carefully and see if they can come up with a plan tonight. If possible, we can find a few bomber crews to train with them tomorrow to see the results."

The old men looked at Du Lin at this point, and the youngest one spoke: "Someone from the Armament Bureau will come to see you tomorrow morning. They may not understand what you're saying about your heavy battle mage equipment. You'll have to teach them."

"No problem. If they can work overtime tonight, I can go over there in the evening. If everything goes well, I can start making equipment tonight." Du Lin, who had already refilled his cup, nodded. He spoke for a full six hours today, during which time he was also drawing landing maps and equipment maps on the blackboard. In Du Lin's own words, he had never been as hardworking as he was today.

But when he thought about the hundreds of thousands of soldiers fighting for them in a week and how many young people would lose their lives, Du Lin felt that being tired was nothing.

"Then should I contact the Armament Bureau?" asked Luo Xiangguo.

"Please ask Luo Xiangguo to help me contact him. I'll go over after I drink this cup. Oh, and give me the coordinates."

The old people present watched the young man in front of them finish drinking the water, then directly opened a portal and went in.

A scream came from the receiver in Luo Xiangguo's hand, and then Du Lin answered the phone: "The person who just answered your call was a woman. What should I do if she fainted?"

The old emperor, who was drinking boiled water, sprayed the water directly on the face of his eldest grandson upon hearing this.

"Open another door and I'll come over."

There was no other way, Luo Xiangguo could only suffer a little more - after all, it only took eight minutes to walk from the Armament Bureau to his home.

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Du Lin watched the people jumping around in the Armament Bureau for a long time before he woke up the receptionist. Du Lin had already pinched the Ren Zhong point to wake up the prairie elf girl, but when she opened her eyes and saw Du Lin, she screamed and fainted again.

Prime Minister Luo watched the whole process, otherwise Du Lin would not be able to judge the matter.

The director and deputy director of the Armament Bureau who rushed over... well, the director's surname is Fu and the deputy director's surname is Zheng.

In short, Director Fu is a turtle spirit - this is a beastman species unique to Changtang. They have scales distributed differently on their faces and look like humans, but they are actually artificial creatures that can live for two hundred years.

Their only shortcoming is that they are too stable in temper. They are the type who remain calm even when faced with a catastrophe.

After this introduction, Du Lin finally understood why the unfortunate white-haired fellow had spoken so rudely, angering the old man so much that his face flushed. It turned out he was just being honest. Director Xia, having heard of Du Lin's story, gave him a string of numbers: "Help me open these coordinates."

"Okay." Du Lin always felt that since you, an old bastard, wanted to check the stuff, Du Lin would naturally help you.

Du Lin opened the portal. Director Xia looked through it, then retracted his gaze. "These are indeed the coordinates above my home."

Director Zheng, who was about to step through the portal, retracted his foot upon hearing this: "Could you please tell me first next time? I almost fell down."

"It's okay. At a height of ten meters, you have enough time to maneuver and land safely. You are a bird-beast. I believe you."

"You don't believe that!"

Well, now it’s happening. Du Lin rolled his eyes and wondered if he could stop letting that bastard from causing trouble.

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Fortunately, although the director and the deputy director looked like a funny duo from TV, they were surprisingly reliable at work, making Du Lin feel very reliable.

Hearing that Du Lin was here to customize battle mage equipment for himself, these two took Du Lin and Luo Xiangguo to the warehouse. Hearing that Du Lin was in a business that could get him killed, these two really didn't hide anything. They took Du Lin to see more than a dozen kinds of equipment, and there were even new products that only existed on their drawings.

But for Du Lin, these equipments are still... too small.

For example, the machine gun compartment. Du Lin’s Eastern Territory Design Bureau is now designing a 150mm heavy artillery compartment, but the big men in the East are still using 20mm. What can they do with this caliber?

Your puppet bones are really structurally resistant without any armor, so you shouldn't use 20mm. Wouldn't it be better to use 80mm or 100mm grenade proximity fuse?

Forget it, Du Lin was too lazy to talk to his colleagues now. He just took a bunch of pictures of the drawings and started to make the bombardment compartment on site.

The first thing to be cast as a whole is the gun barrel.

In order to make it more durable, Dulin used a smoothbore gun, 150 mm 45 times the caliber.

But this is not a problem. To blast the cabin, you just need to make it big. Accuracy is not a very important thing - anyway, the killing range of a 150mm grenade is as large as a football field, so a deviation of one or two meters does not matter to Du Lin.

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Luo Xiangguo watched the young man from the Western Land start to manufacture weapons. He felt that no one had ever displayed industrialization so magnificently - you see, all the structural production is so pleasing to the eye. The old man had said before that this kid was a master craftsman, and he thought that the old man's ancestor must have been bragging to his descendant.

But now, as he looked at the entire gun barrel formed in one piece, and saw the two directors looking at Du Lin as if he were a god, he suddenly felt that the old man had indeed lied.

But he was not bragging, he was being modest.

No, you old man, how could you even deceive your descendants? What do you mean?

(End of this chapter)