Chapter 437 Checking the Water Meter! The Entire Internet is in a State of Chaos

Very soon.

As the distance closed, the low roar of engines became increasingly clear.

Several military trucks in deep green camouflage lined up in a neat convoy.

Their tires crunched over the puddles on the asphalt road, coming to a steady halt outside the gates of the Li Family Toy Factory.

The doors opened.

A squad of military personnel in Fatigues and several technicians carrying professional toolboxes filed out.

Their movements were crisp and efficient.

They were local military personnel who had come specifically to help Liu Jianguo and the others requisition the firefighting equipment and its associated production lines.

...

Seeing these soldiers arrive,

Li Jiajun let out a sigh.

He knew that things had reached this point, and no matter what he said about his inventions, they would likely be requisitioned.

Facing such a display,

he simply didn't want to resist anymore.

After all, he had been requisitioned so many times before that he was more familiar with the process than anyone.

If those heavy-firepower items couldn't be kept, then so be it; at worst, he'd consider it a contribution to the country.

At that moment, Liu Jianguo took out a requisition compensation document.

An assistant nearby handed over the document, which bore a Red-headed Official Seal.

Li Jiajun took it.

Without even looking at it,

he picked up a pen and scribbled his name with a flourish.

He didn't really care about the long strings of numbers listed as compensation in the document.

Right now, he just wanted to finish this process quickly.

Then he could go back and continue tinkering with the truly safe and reliable Flagship Product in his hands.

After signing his name,

Li Jiajun held up his phone, which was fixed on a tripod, and watched quietly from the side.

The group of soldiers and military technicians, carrying wrenches and screwdrivers, strode purposefully into the factory area.

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Everyone had a clear division of labor and began to dismantle his family's production lines.

Initially,

Li Jiajun thought this group would head straight for the massive tracked armored vehicle in the backyard or go to move the Exoskeletons.

But

as he watched, his eyes widened.

Within his field of vision,

the technicians in Fatigues didn't bother with the molds for the heavy equipment at all.

Instead, the group made a turn and...

"Wait, you guys got it wrong, didn't you? This production line is for my Firefighting Parent-Child Pistol!"

Once he realized what was happening, he hurriedly spoke up.

He didn't mind if those large pieces of equipment were taken away.

But this production line wouldn't do.

This was the lifeblood of the hit toy that had just been selling like crazy in his live stream, sold out the second it was listed.

"That's right,"

Liu Jianguo said from the side.

The old comrade stood with his hands behind his back, his tone flat and his gaze calm as he watched everything: "Besides, it was written in that compensation document; we need to requisition this as well."

Hearing this answer,

Li Jiajun immediately turned back to look at Uncle Liu, Liu Jianguo.

Then he grew anxious.

The veins on his neck bulged slightly.

"Uncle Liu, how can this be right? You know about that Firefighting Parent-Child Pistol; it's just a useless thing that can only put out a flame like a lighter's."

"The amount of compressed dry powder loaded inside is pitifully small, and the shell is pure plastic, without even a single piece of wire."

"It's completely a little toy for three or four-year-old children."

"I can understand you military folks requisitioning an armored vehicle, but why are you coming to dismantle an assembly line for defective toys?"

He spread his hands.

His face was written with pure disbelief.

He completely failed to understand why the state machine would compete with children for toys.

Hearing this, Liu Jianguo almost laughed out of anger.

The muscles in the old comrade's cheeks twitched twice.

A surge of speechlessness rushed to his head.

He took a deep breath and lowered his voice, his tone carrying an unmistakable sense of weariness.

"Can only put out a lighter's flame? Do you have any idea how big of a mess you've caused this time?"

After saying this,

Liu Jianguo glanced at Li Jiajun's still-active live stream.

Considering that Netizens were watching in real-time,

such top-secret events involving overseas special operations could never be spoken of in public.

So, the old comrade forced himself to swallow the rest of his sentence and said nothing more.

He only gave the other man a glance with an extremely complex expression.

...

Hearing this,

Li Jiajun was stunned.

He stood there dazed, completely confused.

'Wait, what's going on?' The thought surfaced in his mind.

How big of a mess could it be?

...

Meanwhile,

the large wave of online Netizens in the live stream were also dumbfounded.

Originally, as everyone held their phones watching the stream,

they thought this requisition was just an ordinary one.

After all, the process of big shots coming to the door to take away equipment and signing compensation papers had happened to Li Jiajun many times.

The viewers had long since grown accustomed to it.

Some old fans were even preparing to switch out and browse short videos.

They didn't expect there would actually be an "easter egg."

Everyone watched with their own eyes as the military ignored the tanks and Exoskeletons, choosing instead to dismantle the toy gun production line.

And then hearing Liu Jianguo's meaningful words,

the bullet chat in the live stream exploded instantly.

Countless comments scrolled across the public screen like a blizzard.

"Wait, what's the situation?"

"Could it be that the Firefighting Parent-Child Pistol is also amazing?"

"Holy crap, I feel like the Main Streamer is going to shut down again."

"(Facepalm) I think so too. Before, when he said he wouldn't shut down, it was because he thought he still had this Firefighting Parent-Child Pistol as his Flagship Product."

"Speaking of which, if I remember correctly, Factory Director Li sold quite a few of these Firefighting Parent-Child Pistols. If it's really not simple..."

...

The dense text refreshed rapidly.

Only then did everyone realize that this thing everyone treated as a small toy might be the true protagonist of today's requisition drama.

At this time,

Liu Jianguo also glanced at the bullet chat in Li Jiajun's live stream.

His deep gaze lingered on the phone screen for two seconds.

He saw what the Netizens were saying.

Especially the phrase "sold quite a few."

Liu Jianguo's heart skipped a beat.

A terrifying image flashed through the old comrade's mind.

If that kind of miniature killing machine, equipped with Multiple Independently Targetable Reentry Vehicle Strike Technology and capable of holographic projection scanning for enemy detection, truly entered the civilian market in large quantities as an ordinary product...

If some Brat pointed it at a crowd,

the consequences would be absolutely unthinkable.

Then, his heart stirred, and he said, "That actually reminds me."

His voice carried an unprecedented gravity.

Then, he looked at the comrade from the Special Front standing nearby.

...

Hearing Liu Jianguo's words,

the comrade from the Special Front also reacted extremely quickly.

He was naturally clear about how terrifying the power of that pistol was; it was a Dimension-reducing Weapon capable of clearing hundreds of armed thugs in minutes.

He immediately understood Liu Jianguo's meaning.

Subsequently, he said, "We have already moved to confiscate those Firefighting Parent-Child Pistols that were sold."

...

Meanwhile, on the bullet chat, Netizens also began posting.

The entire live stream room descended into unprecedented panic.

"Dammit, who said that just now? Why mention the sold Firefighting Parent-Child Pistols? Isn't that just reminding Director Liu?"

"It's over. I bought that Firefighting Parent-Child Pistol and haven't even used it yet. Are they going to confiscate it from me?"

"Crap, crap, crap! Someone is knocking on my door right now, saying they're here to check the water meter."

...

But the words of the Special Front comrade weren't actually finished.

The people of the Special Front weren't just going to confiscate those sold Firefighting Parent-Child Pistols.

One must know,

in the fiercely competitive toy market,

some toy factory owners, seeing how well Li Jiajun's Firefighting Parent-Child Pistol was selling,

were secretly conducting Reverse Engineering, intending to crack the secrets of this Firefighting Parent-Child Pistol.