Durin's Diary

Chapter 856: Caliber is Justice
"Fortunately, we are both remnants of civilization, and he is also a very reasonable person." Chief Ping said this and saw Du Lin start to return and land.

After landing, Du Lin didn't put away his several pieces of military equipment. Instead, he put them aside and took out a stack of blueprints and threw them to Director Zheng: "You can reverse engineer these military equipment. We can share what we have to fight against Chaos."

After saying this, Du Lin reached out and shook hands with Chief Ping. "You can also go up and try. I have already finished loading the ammunition."

"Then I have to try it." Chief Ping began to scroll.

However, he did not act rashly, but decided to use the catapult track, while Du Lin, Director Zheng and others also left the runway.

The children stayed with Dulin, and their favorite was Dulin's artillery compartment - there was no way, one of the romances of men was that their things should be big, and a 150mm gun perfectly interpreted that big is good, long is beautiful, highlighting a beauty that the bigger the thing, the sexier it is.

After all, the largest machine gun that the Tianshi soldiers had before was only 20mm, and compared with the 150... there is no comparison at all.

Chief Ping has already taken off. Chang Tang's catapult trajectory is one-third shorter than Xilu's, but the afterburner is faster. For a veteran like Chief Ping, he can start thinking about climbing into the air when the catapult is halfway accelerated.
He flies well, but not as bold as you. He should have noticed that your various weapons and equipment have weight-reducing magic arrays.

Daju analyzed.

Du Lin nodded - the weapons must be equipped with a weight-reducing array, it must be installed, otherwise all of these together will weigh at least five tons. If the vector nozzle is not installed on the weapons, even if Du Lin comes, it will be impossible for him to fly around in the air with such a few tons of stuff.

It's really impossible. It's too heavy. Its speed and maneuverability will be greatly affected.

After Chief Ping flew a few rounds, he began to repeat Du Lin's attack movements. Everything was fine, except that the old dragon flew too low when dropping the incendiary bombs, and was covered in dust as a result of the smoke from the fireworks.

But everything is fine. When Chief Ping came down from the ground, he said it was very exciting and expressed his curiosity - the Tianshi military equipment also had a weight-reducing magic circle, but it was not as effective as Du Lin's.

This is easy. Du Lin drew the magic circle and said, "Who among you will take it?"

"Let Director Zheng of the Armament Bureau take it. He can update the magic circle when he returns."

"Let the chief take whatever I want first. I also need to go up and fly around." Director Zheng was eager to try.

Chief Ping took the blueprint with a smile and watched Du Lin load the ammunition. Then Director Zheng tried the weight. Although he had some ideas, in the end, in order not to embarrass himself in front of the children, he also used the catapult track.

After he flew three circles and completed all the attack moves and landed, he immediately praised Du Lin's equipment.

"This formation is truly remarkable, Mr. Du Lin. How did you create such an excellent formation? It can reduce weight by 35% compared to the same type of weight-reducing formation we have in Chang Tang. This is extremely important for the maneuverability of the Tianshi pilots."

Du Lin did not hide anything and simply drew out the blueprint of the magic circle.

After a few brave children flew up, it was getting dark. Chief Ping took his apprentices back to Zhulong Pavilion, and Director Zheng also returned to the Armament Bureau with a pile of blueprints.

Du Lin was preparing to go on another night tour of Beijing - after a busy day, it would be nice to have some fun at night.

At least, take some photos and show them to the girls at home to broaden their horizons.

Thinking of this, Du Lin simply opened another door - he would go back and see if there was any girl who was free, and then just bring her over to play. ………………

"Is this Shangjing? It's so beautiful and prosperous."

Half an hour later, standing at the gate of Shangjing City, Melinda let out a satisfied cry as she looked at the postmodern city in front of her - the girls in Dulin were either very busy or very tired. The busy ones included Reed and Lan En who learned to cook from Dulin's mother, while the tired ones were naturally those like Elaineta who had work to do.

Melinda happened to have nothing to do these two days, so she followed Du Lin to Shangjing.

And she also had things to do - when Du Lin followed her back to Connery's house, the little daughter of a hunter next door to his house followed a Changtang merchant back to Changtang. When she heard that Du Lin was going to take her to Shangjing in Changtang, the girl decided to come and inquire about it.

When she said that, Du Lin had an idea. That was no problem. He decided to take Melinda to the police station in Shangjing. If the Changtang businessman was from Shangjing, that white-haired bastard would definitely know something. After all, it was very rare to bring a girl from Xilu back to Changtang.

If not, Du Lin can take Melinda to Qiantang City in the south tomorrow morning - these two places are the only two ports that fleets that can sail to the West Continent must pass through. As long as that guy really brings his little daughter back, he will definitely know.

Du Lin asked for directions and arrived at the police station, where he found that the lights were still on.

Although the police officer at the gate did not recognize Du Lin, he knew that Du Lin looked exactly like Zhulong, so he showed Du Lin the way and let Du Lin walk west along the forest path behind the gate and came to the white-headed turtle spirit.

He smiled as soon as he saw Du Lin: "Welcome to my office, Mr. Du Lin, what do you want to ask?"

Du Lin asked his own question
The White-Headed Turtle Spirit thought for a moment and said, "Three of our merchants in Shangjing brought back wives from the Journey to the West, but I need to find the records and report the specific information first."

While waiting for this person to check the data, Melinda looked curiously at the large tank on the wall of the office. There were several large-looking fish in it, none of which were found in the West.

The rabbit girl took a look, then looked at Du Lin and said, "Will this fish taste good?"

"They're delicious, but could you please not eat them? They've grown so big, I think the director probably treats them like daughters." Looking at the enormous golden arowana in the tank, Du Lin persuaded his rabbit, "Besides, a fish this big can't be very delicious. Tomorrow, when I'm free, I'll take you to the best hotel in Beijing for a meal. How about that?"

"Okay." The rabbit girl nodded vigorously.

At this time, the director came back with three reports. "I have their records here. There are also records of where their brides came from. You can take a look."

"Okay." Du Lin took the three reports. Each report had their surnames and photos written on them. Du Lin helped Melinda read the words, and Melinda finally pointed to the second page: "This person looks a bit like a real person."

"Elizabeth, well, that's a good name." Du Lin sighed, pointing to the report and looking at the director: "Where does this family live?"

"No. 3712 Chang'an Avenue, the street next to the city wall. Do you want me to find someone to show you the way?"

"It's okay, we'll go by ourselves."

Du Lin felt that it was just a small matter and there was no need to find someone to take them there.

(End of this chapter)