50s: Starting with a storage ring

Chapter 376 Set off as soon as I got home
After saying goodbye to his colleagues at the airport entrance, Sun Zhiwei got into a tricycle; he needed to put his purchases home.

Putting everything else aside, if someone with ulterior motives sees that television set, it's not impossible for them to criticize him for his corrupt lifestyle.

After all, we haven't reformed and opened up yet. In an era where the average salary is only a few dozen yuan, we still need to talk about a simple and frugal lifestyle.

Even if the leaders knew about this, they wouldn't speak up for him. They might even advise him to keep a low profile when operating domestically.

Moreover, it's not good for your wife and children to have gossip for no reason.

So, Sun Zhiwei quietly took the three cardboard boxes back to his home on Wenjin Street.

I haven't been back for more than two years, and the scenery on the streets hasn't changed much.

The front door of the house is adorned with brand-new Spring Festival couplets. The Spring Festival that just passed seems to have filled the air with the flavor of bidding farewell to the old year and welcoming the new.

After paying for the tricycle ride, Sun Zhiwei carried the cardboard boxes into the corridor by the door and then closed the door.

It's morning now, and the house is quiet; no one should be home.

Carrying the cardboard box into the house, looking at the familiar surroundings, he inexplicably felt a sense of peace.

Sigh, home is still the best. Life abroad is more affluent, but it's not as peaceful as home.

However, he also knew that the peaceful days were coming to an end, and 1000 million people were about to return to the city. Where would so many jobs come from in the city?

It was precisely this grim situation that spurred the reform and opening-up process.

The wheels of history roll ever onward, each step propelling the next step forward, and people's lives will eventually improve.

All he could do was try his best to prevent the dust of the times from settling on his family and becoming a mountain.

Sun Zhiwei carefully placed the cardboard boxes he had brought back into the store, and then left home to head to his workplace.

Half an hour later, he arrived at Xu Yimin's office.

"Dong dong~!"

"Please come in."

Sun Zhiwei pushed the door open and went in, then closed it again. Only Xu Yimin was inside the small office, engrossed in processing documents.

"Leader, I'm back."

Upon hearing Sun Zhiwei's voice, Xu Yimin suddenly looked up and burst into laughter.

"Our great hero is back!"

"You wouldn't dare say that. My application was approved by the higher-ups this time, so I rushed back as fast as I could."

"Yes, I know about your application, and I have signed my approval."

"However, my opinion is not important. The main reason you got this opportunity is because the leaders of the military agreed."

"Let me ask you one more question privately: are you sure you can complete the tasks you mentioned in your application? Don't overestimate yourself."

"Boss, I'm confident, but you need to make sure everything is ready for me."

"What you need isn't anything high-tech. Luckily, the arsenal has developed a rather useless 45mm rocket grenade that fits your requirements."

"The timing device you need only requires a slight modification."

Sun Zhiwei remembered what Xu Yimin meant by that useless grenade.

That was the world's first pocket grenade, with a destructive power no less than that of a normal grenade, but only 45 millimeters long, making it extremely compact and a true innovation.

However, it was precisely because it was too small that it suffered from some insurmountable defects, and therefore it was not put into service.

The R&D department has produced several thousand units for the military to test, but because the military doesn't want them, they're now just sitting in the warehouse collecting dust.

Sun Zhiwei's needs can be met by making use of waste materials.

"Is it 2000? That's half a truckload! How are you going to carry all that away?"

"Yes, sir, I need 2000." "Just get a truck to deliver them to the border; I have a way to get them across. But the truck might not come back."

"The truck isn't important, as long as you can use it. The goods have already been modified in the south. Go there and contact this number to pick up the goods."

"Thank you, leader."

"You need to hurry up. They'll start fighting anytime soon, so don't delay things."

"Understood, I'll set off today."

"Hmm, have you seen your wife and kids yet?"

"Those who are going to work are going to work, and those who are going to class are going to class. There's no rush. We can meet again when I get back."

"Thanks a lot."

"Then I'll be off now, sir. To save time, could you please arrange a helicopter for me?"

"Okay, speed is of the essence. The train will take too long. I'll contact them for you right now."

Xu Yimin quickly made the call and arranged the flight in no time.

"At 11 o'clock, there is a transport plane going to the suburban airport. You should leave now and I will have the car team take you there."

"Thank you, leader." Sun Zhiwei didn't say anything more, saluted, and turned to go downstairs.

A jeep was already waiting downstairs; it was Xu Yimin's official car.

According to his rank, he should have a company car, but since he doesn't work in China, it's practically useless for him.

The jeep sped along and finally made it to takeoff. As soon as Sun Zhiwei rushed into the rear cabin of the transport plane, the control tower granted the takeoff request.

Amidst the deafening roar, Sun Zhiwei leaned against the supply crates strapped to the belly of the plane and flew south.

These days, flying on a transport plane is really not a pleasant experience.

Before boarding, the flight attendant tossed him a cotton-padded coat, which he used as soon as the plane took off, as the cabin was as cold as an icebox.

A few hours later, the transport plane landed on the outskirts of Kunming, and Sun Zhiwei used the airport's phone to contact the local arsenal.

He waited there for an hour, and then a truck pulled up next to him. They checked each other's information and then began inspecting the goods.

Sun Zhiwei finally saw this new type of grenade, 45 mm in diameter and the size of a thumb, it was really small.

Now it has a small spring timer on it, I don’t know which machine it came from, but it looks cute and adorable.

"Comrade, look, as long as you turn on this switch, the timer will automatically start counting down for 5 minutes, and it will explode when the time is up."

"Can't I choose a timer?"

"No, comrade, we're rushing to finish this, and we even had to use parts from other factories to make it in time."

"If you want it to be the kind of system where you can adjust the time yourself, you'll have to wait at least another week."

A week? By then the daylily will be too cold. Oh well, as long as it works, it's fine.

"This will do. Thank you for your hard work, comrades at the arsenal."

"As long as it's usable, our hard work wasn't in vain."

"Can I have this truck?"

"The truck is also yours; the leader has already given instructions. And this document will be useful along the way until you reach the border."

"Thank you thank you."

"It's our duty. You're the ones who are really working hard. We'll be especially happy if you can use the weapons we made to beat up a few more Annamese monkeys."

After getting on the truck and saying goodbye to his comrades at the arsenal, Sun Zhiwei headed straight for the border.

(End of this chapter)