Siheyuan: I am a trader in both worlds!

Chapter 546 Yesterday's Yellow Flower, Mrs. Cow

Of course, Bai Ling and Ximen Lang weren't so fixated on their names.

Besides the fact that calling it the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle is not quite accurate, there is another very important reason.

That means this gun is truly outdated.

Although its performance in all aspects is excellent, it is even the undisputed pinnacle of semi-automatic rifles.

Even at your peak, you can't match someone's proper fully automatic firepower!
After all, one is a series of clicks and fires, while the other is a continuous barrage of shots with the trigger pulled!
Both its firepower and power are far superior to those of a semi-automatic rifle!

In this situation, even though this semi-automatic rifle is indeed excellent, it still cannot escape the fate of being phased out and will eventually be replaced by the superior Type 81 rifle.

so.
"It's such a pity. It's like what? It's similar to our J-35. It had just been produced and started to be deployed when the emergence of the sixth-generation fighter jet turned it into a worn-out old thing!"

"No, it's in a worse situation than our J-35. At least the J-35 can be deployed in large numbers and serve properly for one or two decades before being gradually replaced by more advanced fighter jets."

"But what about this? I reckon you're already adjusting your production lines, preparing to switch from the semi-automatic rifle production line to the Type 81 rifle production line!"

"It only just appeared out of nowhere, and before it even had a chance to show its true colors, it's already become a place where heroes have no place to use their talents!"

"How tragic! It's such a pity, such a terrible waste! Such a great weapon, it's just a shame it was born at the wrong time!"

Don't say it, you really don't say it.

Although Ximen Lang was just guessing casually, he actually guessed the truth.

In Beijing, the production line for semi-automatic rifles is indeed being adjusted, with plans to convert the entire production line to produce the Type 81 rifle.

After all, the Type 81's superior performance speaks for itself!
This is the Type 56.
No, it should be called the Type 55 semi-automatic rifle now.

The parts of this Type 55 semi-automatic rifle are basically the same as those of the Type 81 rifle.

It's particularly easy to adjust.

They made a few minor adjustments, and the production line said the adjustments were complete.

Given this situation, the Beijing World would certainly not be foolish enough to continue producing the Type 55 semi-automatic rifle, which is destined to be phased out at lightning speed. They would inevitably switch to the better Type 81 rifle production line.

So, to say that it's a thing of the past is absolutely true!
"That's really a bit of a pity."

However, the thought of its superior performance, and being able to carry the 81-bar rifle with its thuds, is quite something.
"Type 55 semi-automatic rifle? Sorry, I'm not really familiar with that!"

Good heavens, this incredibly smooth change in attitude left Simon Lang completely dumbfounded.

Upon seeing that Bai Ling was actually this kind of person, Ximen Lang was about to righteously rebuke Bai Ling, saying, "We can't be like this; we have to have a bottom line!"
They spoke first.

Knowing so much about Ximen Lang that she could practically predict what he was going to do the moment he bent over, Bai Ling immediately spoke up first.

"J-35, don't forget, you still have a J-35 that's been around for a while! Your attitude towards it isn't much better than mine!"

"We're all fickle and easily bored people, no one's more noble than anyone else! So think carefully before you talk to me, lest you accidentally insult yourself too! Don't blame me if you do!"

With just a few words, Ximen Lang was completely silenced.

The finger is pointing into the air; it's neither right to speak nor right to remain silent.

Seeing that Ximen Lang immediately became obedient, Bai Ling was finally satisfied.

"That's right, that's a good girl."

As she spoke, she even tried to pat Ximen Lang's head in a highly insulting manner!
How could Ximen Lang tolerate such a humiliating disgrace?
He left with the words, "I don't even want to talk to you!"

He tilted his head back, directly avoiding Bai Ling's groping hand.

At the same time, Ximen Lang's attention also turned to the ongoing military parade.

Meanwhile, in the future, on Xia Yiyi's side...

Seeing that Ximen Lang, that unreliable fellow, had already started flirting with Bai Ling as soon as the military parade began, she realized that he was already doing it.

This really angered Xia Yiyi!

Of course, I'm not angry that Ximen Lang is flirting with Bai Ling, but I'm angry that the two of them are flirting at this critical juncture!
They have absolutely no sense of occasion!
You can flirt and banter all you want in private, it's all up to you.

But what critical juncture is this?

This is a pivotal moment to record a historic instant!
If you two are flirting like this, what will happen to all the photography equipment?
Who will operate it?

Isn't this just causing delays?!
He was genuinely annoyed by the irresponsible behavior of Ximen Lang and Bai Ling.

It was a rare opportunity for Xia Yiyi to observe the world of Beijing, and she couldn't stand it at all!
Immediately issue an order to seize control of all photographic equipment, especially the drones.

He immediately took over the work from Ximen Lang and Bai Ling, two mediocre individuals.

They were incredibly dedicated!
He dutifully took care of things for Bai Ling and Ximen Lang.

For a time, he was even busier than Ximen Lang and Bai Ling.

This made Xia Yiyi feel so sick of her.

However, with the technical staff here taking over, the results are exceptionally good!
So, after a brief moment of anger, Xia Yiyi immediately threw herself back into the role.

While listening to Ximen Lang and Bai Ling buzzing around like flies, enduring their noise disturbance, she was also afraid of missing some important information.

On one side, Xia Yiyi immediately pulled up the footage from a camera device specifically designed to film around the podium.

Sure enough, everyone sitting on the platform was a top-tier big shot.

Gudong~
Swallowed.

Xia Yiyi immediately felt envious and jealous of Ximen Lang and Bai Ling, who were living in a world of good fortune but didn't know it.

Especially Bai Ling, this was simply unbearable for Xia Yiyi!
"Ah Lang is right, that woman is stupid! She couldn't even seize such a good opportunity, she deserves to be scolded by Ah Lang!"

what?
The people sitting on the platform were mostly Bai Ling's elders, who treated her like their own daughter. She could visit them anytime she wanted, just like going home. She could go whenever she wanted, without any constraints whatsoever?

"Nothing's wrong? What a load of rubbish!"
Thinking about it this way, doesn't it make you even more jealous?
Xia Yiyi, consumed by jealousy, directly underwent plasmolysis.

Then, before she got too caught up in it, Xia Yiyi quickly switched the camera from the reviewing stand and focused her attention on the ongoing military parade.

Coincidentally, the infantry formation is being reviewed right now.

Looking at the imposing and awe-inspiring infantry formation in front of her, Xia Yiyi immediately thought of the parade that was later praised as the most powerful and deadly.

No one dared to make any comments; they simply watched the entire Beijing city formation with awe and wonder.

Finally, it was time for Ximen Lang's guard battalion to perform.

(End of this chapter)