2: Negev machine gun

Xu Ning watched as the car gradually disappeared, his heart still recalling Tang Ziwei's beautiful face, and he couldn't help but praise, "This woman is really something."

Old Wei, standing beside him, looked fearful and advised, "Factory Director Xu, why don't you just leave? Commander Tang will really shoot you."

"Why do you say that?" Xu Ning asked curiously.

Old Wei stamped his foot and said, "Commander Tang has been on the battlefield. Although she was promoted through connections, she is genuinely capable. She studied abroad, fought on the front lines, can use a sniper rifle, and has killed at least eight hundred people, if not a thousand."

"Is that so?"

Xu Ning became even more energetic, patting his shoulder and saying, "Old Wei, just watch. This time I'll show her what professionalism is. I'm going to have this woman, not even Jesus can stop me."

Old Wei saw how confident he was, his lips moved, but in the end, he said nothing.

This little Factory Director seemed quite capable. What if he could really do it?

After returning to his room, Xu Ning didn't rush to rest. First, he made a list and asked Old Wei to prepare the materials needed to repair the firearms production line, instructing him, "You must get these materials no matter what. If you can't get them, go find Tang Ziwei. As long as the materials are in place, we will definitely be able to make guns."

"Okay!"

Old Wei gritted his teeth, having made up his mind, and turned around to get things done.

Xu Ning slept soundly for the entire afternoon and was woken up at night by a rumbling sound from outside. He climbed onto the window and looked out to see a military green truck driving in. Old Wei was directing the truck to unload materials at the firearms factory building.

"That fast."

Xu Ning quickly put on his clothes and went out.

Outside, Old Wei was sweating profusely from being busy, but he was full of energy, praising, "Factory Director, you are truly amazing. I went to see Commander Tang, and as soon as she heard, she immediately sent people to prepare. The matter was settled in half a day."

"Very good."

Xu Ning looked at the many materials piled on the ground. They were in various shapes, some were even parts disassembled from old tanks, showing that Tang Ziwei had also put in a lot of effort to gather these materials.

Now that the materials were sufficient, they could immediately begin restoring the production line.

"Old Wei, you've been busy all day. Go rest first. I'll check the parts and then go to sleep too."

"Okay, just call me if you need anything."

After watching Old Wei leave, Xu Ning closed the factory building door, brought up the system panel, chose to immediately use the Level 3 Equipment Repair Card, and set the repair target as the Negev light machine gun production line according to the system's recommended plan.

As the repair card finished its use, the production line inside the factory building suddenly started operating. Xu Ning followed the prompts and placed the corresponding materials onto the positions that needed repair and upgrade. The equipment immediately began integration and repair. As the repair materials were gradually consumed, the red text floating on the panel also gradually turned green.

Until all the equipment in the factory stopped, the equipment status on the panel all reached 100%, and production could begin immediately.

Although these pieces of equipment looked old on the outside and seemed unchanged compared to before, their core had long been upgraded, becoming a top-tier machine gun production line even within the country.

"Perfect."

Xu Ning let out a long breath. There were only a few months left until the historically famous Eagle Country vs. Dragon Country conflict. Equipment would inevitably be scarce then. Whether he could quickly build super weapons would determine the number of casualties among Dragon Country soldiers.

He hoped that not a single Dragon Country soldier would be sacrificed and that they could drive out Eagle Country just by using powerful weapons, ideally inflicting heavy losses so that not a single one could return!

"The sacrifices made by our predecessors and martyrs, in this life, you will pay your blood debt!"

A cold light flashed in Xu Ning's eyes.

A ray of sunlight shone in from outside. It turned out that it was already dawn without him realizing it.

Old Wei brought in the only seven workers in the factory, ready to start the day's work.

"Oh, Factory Director, you're up so early?"

"Haven't slept yet."

Xu Ning yawned, walked to the electrical switch, and pressed it.

Instantly, the entire production line started operating with a rumbling sound. Old Wei and the seven workers were dumbfounded and only reacted after a long while. Old Wei said with a trembling voice, "This... this rifle production equipment... is repaired?"

Xu Ning smiled, hands behind his back, and said, "We can start production today. Forget two hundred guns, everyone put in some effort and make two thousand guns to curb Commander Tang's arrogance."

"My heavens, I remember this control panel was already broken, wasn't it?"

A worker stroked the equipment next to him, his eyes full of disbelief. Could it be that the Factory Director was an immortal and repaired everything here overnight?

Xu Ning smiled and said, "This is a military secret. Everyone must not spread it outside. To the public, just say it's new equipment, understand?"

"Understood, understood."

Everyone understood the importance of military secrets and nodded in agreement.

"Alright, let's start working."

Xu Ning immediately assigned the workers to various positions. As a result, these seven or eight people were not enough, so he immediately asked Old Wei to borrow dozens of people from other civilian equipment factories.

This light machine gun production line was not like the fully automated lines of later generations. Most of the work, such as welding, painting, and assembly, still required manual labor. Dozens of people were somewhat insufficient, and their skills were still a bit rusty. After a morning had passed, only the first gun was produced.

Dozens of people gathered together, watching the Negev light machine gun placed on the ground.

"Is this thing really a rifle? Why does it look a bit like the Japanese 'crooked handle'?"

"Yeah, this big guy feels quite heavy when you hold it."

"The parts are also particularly complex."

A group of people were full of doubts, but they were all very excited.

This thing looked very powerful, much better than the Type 81.

Xu Ning casually picked up the machine gun, dry-fired it twice, and nodded with satisfaction, "Everyone did a good job. A good start is half the battle. Everyone work hard for me. Within two days, you must produce four hundred guns. As long as you can do it, I'll treat everyone to meat."

Two thousand was unrealistic, but four hundred should be no problem.

"Okay!"

The crowd immediately became full of energy and started working right away.

The people of this era were very simple and honest. Everyone put their efforts in one direction with a clear goal, which was to work hard for the construction of this country. The group worked until late at night before resting and started again before dawn.

After two consecutive days of hard work, the task was overfulfilled, producing a total of six hundred Negev light machine guns.

On the morning of the third day, Xu Ning, Old Wei, and others looked at the neatly arranged black machine guns in front of them, and a sense of pride welled up in their hearts.

Two days and two nights of hard work were completely worth it.

Outside, a military green car stopped with a screech. Tang Ziwei opened the door and got out, followed by two guards, both carrying guns. It looked like they were really preparing to execute someone.

Xu Ning led people out to greet her, saying with a chuckle, "Commander Tang, you're really punctual. What's up? Afraid I'd run away?"

Tang Ziwei was expressionless and asked, "Have you produced two hundred guns? If not... I'll shoot you right now."

The two guards behind her immediately raised their rifles and aimed at Xu Ning's head.

"Trying to scare me?" Xu Ning sneered, "It seems you absolutely don't believe I can make guns?"

He turned around, lifted his foot, and kicked open the factory door. Row after row of neatly arranged machine guns were displayed on the racks, a full six hundred of them, filling half a wall.

Tang Ziwei widened her eyes, and the two guards behind her were also dumbfounded.

They were experts and knew that these were definitely not rifles, but light machine guns. However, they had never seen this type before and couldn't tell where they were made.

A dilapidated military factory that could only make bullets had produced hundreds of guns in three days, and they were even machine guns. It was shocking news if it got out.

"This... what kind of gun is this?"

Tang Ziwei couldn't resist at all and immediately picked up a gun to examine it.

Xu Ning liked to see her looking so inexperienced, and said with a smile, "This is a light machine gun invented by me. For now, I'll name it... the Type 51 Light Machine Gun."

"Invented by you?"

Tang Ziwei trembled all over. A young college student who could invent firearms, could it be that he was a genius?

"Come on, I invite Commander Tang to test the gun."

Xu Ning took her to the shooting range, personally loaded the magazine, and introduced, "The Type 51 Light Machine Gun has multi-functional uses, various feeding methods, is lightweight, and the barrel can be changed. If you remove the bipod, it can become a rifle. Its power is strong, give it a try."

Tang Ziwei was already conquered by this ingenious idea. She immediately shouldered the gun, aimed at a rock in the distance, and as she pulled the trigger, machine gun bullets spewed out like a tongue of fire, instantly shattering the rock into pieces.

"Oh my goodness!" The two guards couldn't help but exclaim, "If this hit a person, there wouldn't even be a trace left, would there?"

"The gun is very good, even better than Eagle Country's."

Tang Ziwei looked delighted. This gun was much better than expected, simply exceeding expectations.

After examining it for a long time, she put down the gun in her hand, looked serious, and saluted Xu Ning, "Comrade Xu Ning, I was previously looking down on people with my dog eyes. I apologize for my rashness and hope you won't take it to heart."

Xu Ning didn't expect her to admit defeat and soften up so quickly. He said with a chuckle, "No need for apologies, Commander Tang just needs to fulfill the previous bet."

Tang Ziwei's face instantly sank, and she reprimanded, "Comrade Xiao Xu, our work is work. Do a good job here. If you need any materials in the future, just ask, and I'll help you get them. Don't think about crooked and evil things all day."

Xu Ning said helplessly, "How is it crooked and evil? We made a military pledge. Never mind, I'll call Old Wei over to be a witness."

"Wait."

Tang Ziwei bit her lip, glared fiercely at him, and said, "Come with me... You two go wait for me in the car."

The guards immediately followed the order, watching the two figures disappear in the direction of the dormitory building, their hearts full of doubt. What kind of military pledge did this Factory Director Xu make that made Commander Tang so troubled?