Chapter 203 M16A2

Los Angeles, S.H.I.E.L.D. Bunker Branch.

The first thing Li Zitao did when he arrived was to ask about the investigation of the killer.

He pretended to be the killer of the three robbers on the train, and the man with gold glasses who almost succeeded, he hadn't forgotten about it.

I didn't mention it before, I just didn't want to spoil the journey with Adelaide.

"According to the information sent back, we found his residence, but there was no one there, and the room was full of blood."

It seems that the so-called contact person was also killed, and the other party's clean and neat approach left them without clues.

This was the second time that Li Zitao was shot and killed. The first time he was lucky to avoid the vitals, and the second time he was dismissed lightly. It didn't sound like it was dangerous.

But that's all because of Li Zitao's perverted body and his vigilant attitude at all times.

It's just that even if Superman dozes off sometimes, Li Zitao can't guarantee that he can be so alert and lucky all the time.

Don't be afraid of thieves stealing, but be afraid of thieves thinking about it.

There is a person hiding in the dark, always wanting to shoot him badly, so it's strange to be happy.

"Continue to investigate this matter, what is Kendi's reaction?" After all the others left, Li Zitao and Hans walked side by side into the branch.

"Not yet. After the last incident, Joseph has not appeared again, and the number of guards at Kendy Manor has increased several times compared to before."

"Let Paul restrain himself, and don't bump into the muzzle of the gun." After thinking about it, he knew that Joseph was in a rage now.

If Paul had hit it head-on, he would have been beaten to the bone.

Hans nodded in understanding, and the two walked to the elevator at the end, where two special guards with guns were guarding the door.

Taking the elevator down, the huge underground facilities come into view.

The entire underground facility is in the shape of an irregular four-leaf clover, and the blank areas in the middle of the leaves are shooting ranges, warehouses and living areas.

By the way, there is also a bar and cinema, the necessary leisure facilities.

Many researchers are withdrawn and don't like talking to people or being in crowded places.

"This is the Automatic Weapons Research Center. Colt's research team has already settled in, and the leader is the Mitheus designer."

Hans pointed to a young man with a thin figure, slightly collapsed facial features, and a kind of Internet addiction.

"Very young." Looking at the other person's face, he should be no older than 30 years old.

"Yes, Dr. Mitheus is very talented. He was Mr. Browning's right-hand man and participated in all his later weapon designs."

Mentioning the legendary name Browning, Hans was in awe.

"I like geniuses." Li Zitao greeted Mishus who discovered them.

"Designer Mitheus, I'm Charlie Li, do you feel happy here?" Li Zitao said enthusiastically, holding the other's hand.

Being able to become Browning's right-hand man and being sent by the other party to preside over the experimental center jointly established by the two companies, his talent is beyond doubt.

"Mr. Li, I am very satisfied with the layout here, thank you very much for the preparations you have made for us." Mishus smiled.

As for Colt's new controlling shareholder, Li Zitao, who owns 65% of the shares, he has certainly heard of the other party's name.

"I heard from Hans that you plan to improve Thomson first." Thomson, that is, the Chicago typewriter, Mitheus set it as the first target.

"Yes, the Thompson's magazine capacity and rate of fire are excellent, but its accuracy and internal structure are complicated, and its mass is too heavy, etc. It all caused it..."

What Mishus said was exactly what the military department considered. The overweight gun body and the internal structure are too complicated, and the shortcoming of being difficult to maintain is its biggest problem.

"Mishus, I once got a blueprint with a sketch of a weapon, but there is no specific value and name of the parts, don't you know?"

M16, the world famous gun!

As long as you have played shooting games, who can ignore the existence of this gun.

Li Zitao spent 1,000 oceans for the silver-plated collection M16.

"Can you draw it?" Mishus asked with some regret after hearing that the drawing was too dilapidated and weathered.

"Of course." Picking up the pen and paper on the table, Li Zitao closed his eyes and thought for a while, then quickly sketched the outline of M16 on the paper.

He drew it according to the shape of the M16A2. At first, Mitheus just looked at it relaxedly. When the outline of the gun body appeared, his expression became more and more serious.

"This design... very interesting design, how its chamber is composed, what are these buckles used for, why..."

"Wait for Mitheus, that's all I see, as for its design." Li Zitao spread his hands helplessly, expressing that he couldn't help.

"This will be a little troublesome." Mishus scratched his head and hurriedly followed a monkey climbing a tree.

The shape of this gun can be said to have broken his inherent cognition of weapons. How to achieve its slender caliber, too many questions appeared in Mishus' mind.

"I think it's time for us to go." Li Zitao and Hans smiled and left after seeing that Mitheus was concentrating on the drawing.

"I hope it can inspire their design." It is very difficult to directly create the M16, but by using this to inspire Mitheus's design concept, his goal has been achieved.

"Boss, do you want to go to the weapons testing area?" Hans pointed to the passage on the right, where crisp gunshots could still be heard.

"Okay, let's go and have a look." The research and development of the pistol is still in Colt's factory. No one can do better in pistols than them.

So it's more about semi-automatic, automated light/medium weapons here.

The test area is very simple, an empty rectangular building, surrounded by rough concrete walls, without any whitewash.

In the open space are all kinds of test targets, including sand piles, concrete gravels, and steel plates of different thicknesses.

When the two came, a special guard was holding the most familiar Thomson, and was conducting a shooting test according to the requirements of the test team.

"Boss, do you want to play?" Hans pointed to the Browning m1917 next to him.

"Let me try it." Li Zitao was a little excited, which man doesn't like to play with guns?

He has long wanted to try the feeling of a heavy machine gun, but he has never had a suitable venue, and now he just came here to enjoy it.

"Use these to plug your ears first, the echo here is a bit loud." Hans handed him two earplugs made of cotton.

The test group on the side gave way, and the testers covered their ears with their hands.

Seeing Hans nodding, Li Zitao grabbed the butt of the gun and excitedly pressed the trigger.

Boom boom boom——

In front of the imaginary bunker made of concrete and gravel, gravel hit by bullets flew around, gray mist rose, and the pungent smell of gunpowder permeated the air.

Li Zitao shook his head and stood up until the magazine was emptied, and there was still a 'buzzing' echo in the room.

"Is there no sound-absorbing design here?" He dug his ears, and the shooting just now was definitely not pleasant.

The loud noise in the closed space feels like someone has set off a series of firecrackers in the head.