Chapter 19

On the evening of September 26, no one knew what Kuster was doing after staying inside for so long.

Instead, reporters from all over came in droves to ask Fox about the fire. He explained the reason to the reporters vaguely, and kept glancing at the house where Kuster lived, which made the reporters also pay attention to Kuster's room.

After a while, when they saw Kuster wearing a fish-gray coat, they ran towards him without hesitation.

When Fox saw all the reporters around him leaving, he felt that his burden was relieved a lot. At the same time, he cast an apologetic and worried look at Kuster.

Unexpectedly, Kuster kicked the reporters away. Walk straight up to Fox, pull him into the arsenal, and then lock the door.

The two walked to an intact table, and Kuster placed the fruits of his day's work on the table and showed it to Fox.

These are just 2 drawings filled with stuff. Since Franz left, Kuster has been left to draw drawings alone. And Kuster is a man with disabled hands, which makes Kuster's hand speed often not keep up with his brain's ideas, and his work efficiency is very slow. But being able to make it is already very good.

Foxx banged his hand on the table, nodded and said:

"I think this is several gun barrels mounted on one gun mount? It looks very powerful. I just don't know if such a small gun mount can withstand its recoil and our logistics Can you bear it?"

Kuster smiled and said:

"Haha, is Mr. Fox so familiar with me? I'm starting to make random guesses! Hahaha, it's a pity that you didn't guess right.

There's no way I could do that stupid thing. I have developed a new type of artillery shell, or a rocket to be more reasonable, and I will call it a 'towed rocket launcher'.

Also, you only looked at this one drawing. It also has the rocket principle it uses on the back. In another drawing, you will see this rocket launcher modified and then mounted on a vehicle.

Remember the abandoned tank chassis we had before? Modify it. Put on my high-power engine, improve the armor, and then put the rocket launcher on it for me. I think this request is not difficult. "

Fox carefully looked at the front and back of the two chapters of drawings. About five minutes later, he slowly raised his head and said to Kuster:

"General, it's easy on the tank chassis, and it's easy on the rocket mount. It's just that the rocket is a bit complicated, and it will be a little difficult to manufacture. I don't know if mass production can be carried out at the explosive factory."

"I don't ask too much. I can make about 30 rounds in 7 days, which is enough."

After receiving the confirmation, Fox took the drawing and ran to the gate excitedly. But suddenly he seemed to think of something, and his steps suddenly stopped. Somewhat embarrassed, he turned around and said to Kuster:

"General, what about the reporters outside the door? If I force my way out, they might see the things on the drawings."

Kuster just lit a cigarette and said to him quietly:

"Simple, don't we have a new gun? It's just a good time to practice with their gang of idiots. From now on, I'll see who dares to make trouble here and hinder my mood."

"Don't be ridiculous. We have to hurry."

Kuster then stood up and walked to the phone desk. Pull the phone dial and place the phone against your left ear.

After a while, Fox heard Kuster's voice:

"Hey, I'm Major General Kuster. I have a little trouble here, and there are a lot of annoying insect repellents. Send some military police over and drive them away. Please be here in 10 minutes, thank you. ”

Very concise and very fast. After finishing speaking, Kuster hung up the phone without leaving the other party a chance to speak.

Kuster sat on the chair, held his chin, smoked a cigarette, and said to Fox leisurely:

"Wait a minute, those followers will leave soon."

Fox nodded and sat down somewhere casually.

The Austrian police were very capable. They arrived quickly and drove the reporters away with sticks.

Fox also took advantage of the chaos and moved out.

Kuster stared at the dark walls, which were burned by fire. And what caused the darker sky outside the window?

After the military police arrived, the dazzling light that was flashing all around also dissipated. They had to keep the lights on and hit people at the same time. The entire arsenal was surrounded by a terrifying and bloody atmosphere.

But Kuster squinted his eyes contentedly, seeming to like this scene very much. Listening to the reporters' screams, he felt relieved. Looking at the gendarme's stick is like killing an enemy on the battlefield. While they were beating them, they kept saluting Fox as he was on his way. It felt like they were back in the military camp.

Kuster shook his head to wake himself up. It was like this every time, when he was about to fall asleep, he would always have a confused thought. Maybe this is just old age.

On the morning of September 27, Kuster was woken up by a phone call from the bench in the arsenal. Last night he put several benches side by side and slept on them. It made him feel very uncomfortable now.

He was very unhappy because today was a day off and the workers would not come to work. But the phone didn't take into account his feelings and kept ringing.

Reluctantly, I picked up the phone and heard a familiar voice:

"Hey! Brother Kuster. This is Franz, how are you doing?"

"Ouch! I thought it was some bastard who called me this morning when he had nothing to do. Turns out it was you!"

As soon as Kuster heard Franz's words, he immediately became energetic:

"How are you doing on the front line recently? You have the leisure to call me in the early morning, so it must be good."

"What do you mean by bastard? I sent you 320,000 crowns, and you scolded me. What an ungrateful person, hahaha!

It is indeed good recently. The Russians stopped the attack, and we also retreated to the Carpathian Mountains for defense. We have a great advantage."

"So, why did you call me so early in the morning? And did General Borojevich really ask you to send me the 320,000? Didn't you pay for it yourself?"

"Am I that kind of person, brother? I might as well improve my life with so much money. I called because I miss you.

As for the money, it was indeed given to you by Borojevich. When I left, I brought some semi-automatic rifles and submachine guns that you developed. When he saw them, he asked me to show them to you.

I tell you, he was shocked when he saw our guns firing. Hahaha! This country bumpkin dares to call himself a noble. By the way, don't tell him what I think of him.

Then he asked me to give you the 320,000 crowns, saying that it was to encourage research and development. "

Suddenly, there was some noise from Franz's side, and then he heard him say:

"Oh, I have something to do. Hang up, and talk slowly later. "

Hearing the hang-up sound of the phone beside his ear, Kuster smiled and pressed it back to the phone stand.

Looking out the window, stretching, a new day began.

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