Fortunately, Chen Shanhe surrendered, otherwise several people in the arsenal would have been knocked down by Yang Jun.

That night, Yang Jun did not go back, but stayed at the arsenal guest house.

Early in the morning, Yang Anguo knocked on the door, holding breakfast in his hand.

"Brother, it's time to have breakfast."

Yang Jun had gotten up early, but he just didn't want to go to the cafeteria to eat.

"Have you got a meal yet?"

Yang Jun said as he sat down to eat.

Breakfast is very simple, soy milk, fried dough sticks, and a plate of vegetarian fried buns.

Breakfast must be specially arranged, and ordinary employees cannot have these.

"have eaten."

Yang Anguo responded and stood motionless on the edge.

Yang Jun picked up a fried dough stick and took a bite.

"Not bad, quite crispy."

The reason why the fried dough sticks are so crispy is that they have been deep-fried and then returned to the pan.

After Yang Jun finished speaking, when no one responded, he raised his head and glanced at Yang Anguo.

This guy's Adam's apple was moving up and down, and he was swallowing saliva.

"Have you eaten yet?"

"have eaten."

"Why are you standing there stupidly after eating? Aren't you afraid that your saliva will fall into my bowl?"

Yang Jun believed that he had eaten, but his food was definitely not soy milk, fried dough sticks and fried buns. This kind of food was not something that his level could eat.

"Brother, I have...I have something to ask you."

Yang Anguo said nervously.

"No." Yang Jun decisively refused.

"Brother, can you listen to what I have to say before rejecting?" Yang Anguo said with a playful smile.

"As soon as you stick your butt out, I know what you're going to do?"

Yang Jun rolled his eyes and said, "Isn't it enough to have a 54 for self-defense? You're just messing around."

Yang Anguo is a gun fan. He has played with all the firearms in the security department. Now, he is considered half a firearms expert.

When he opened his mouth, Yang Jun knew that he wanted to take the good guy back.

"Brother, Wusi is too old and the game is not exciting enough. I also want to get a hold of the Browning in your hand."

Hey, this guy is really not stupid. His Browning automatic pistol is the latest product at present. It has a continuous fire setting. As soon as the trigger is pulled, a shuttle of bullets is gone in an instant.

Although the accuracy is a bit poor, it is very lethal.

"Okay, isn't it Browning? I'll give you a handful later."

Yang Jundao.

"Thank you, brother."

When Yang Anguo heard this, he almost jumped up with joy.

Yang Jun looked at it, his eyelids twitching.

For such a big person, he still looks like a child.

Isn't it Browning? There are many of them in his space.

At this time, the door of the room rang twice, and Ma Juzi came in.

"Brother, Director Chen is here and waiting downstairs."

"So fast?"

Yang Jun looked at his watch and saw that it was already time to go to work.

Today is Monday, and the arsenal works normally.

Seeing that it was getting late, Yang Jun hurriedly finished the rest of his meal, put on his coat and went down.

"Brother Chen, I'm sorry to make you wait."

When I got downstairs, I saw Chen Shanhe already waiting downstairs.

In addition to him, there was also a guard.

"It's okay. I just arrived. Did you have a good rest last night?" Chen Shanhe said.

"It's a good rest. It's no different from being at home."….

Chen Shanhe smiled when he heard this.

Then he took Yang Jun away.

Today, Yang Jun mainly wanted a few guys to take advantage of, so Chen Shanhe took him directly to the weapon exhibition hall of the arsenal.

The exhibition hall is not far from the guest house. A few people walked there without driving.

There are guards guarding the entrance to the weapons exhibition hall.

As soon as he saw Chen Shanhe, he gave a military salute and then let them in without asking any questions.

Obviously, Chen Shanhe has already said hello.

A group of five people entered the weapons exhibition hall and were immediately attracted by the various weapons.

Displayed in the museum are various weapons that have been researched and produced by the arsenal since its establishment. Some are self-made and some are copies of foreign products.

There are machine guns, mortars, pistols, rifles, submachine guns, grenades, bullets of various calibers, and even gasoline barrels that appeared on previous battlefields.

Yang Jun had seen most of these weapons and had used them before. He had even touched the latest models.

Coming from a later generation, he had never seen any weapons, and these so-called new weapons were just that in his eyes.

Yang Jun was not interested in those pistols, rifles, bayonets and the like, and came directly to the submachine gun.

Looking at the Johnson M1941 semi-automatic rifle on the counter, Yang Jun's eyes flashed with heat.

This stuff is good stuff.

I think Shunliu used this gun back then. It can be used as both a rifle and a sniper rifle. Although the range and power are not very good, it is better because of its continuous fire and its built-in scope.

"Brother Chen, can I take whatever I like?"

Chen Shanhe had been following him. Hearing this, he waved his hand and said as if he didn't care.

"Of course, take it as you like. If you don't mind the trouble, you can take the howitzer away at any time if you see it."

Chen Shanhe pointed at the huge howitzer in the hall.

"What do I want with that stuff? I can just pick out a few of them that I can get my hands on."

As Yang Jun said that, he took out the Johnson M1941 from the counter and played with it, then squinted and looked out.

"Brother Chen, do you have the matching bullets?"

Chen Shanhe pondered for a moment and said: "No, but if you need it, I will have someone produce a batch for you right away."

Yang Jun raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

As expected of the director of an arsenal, it only takes one sentence to decide what specifications of bullets to produce.

"Brother Chen, don't bother. If you don't need so many, one is enough."

Yang Jun thought that he had a copy space, and as long as he had a bullet, he could copy a huge arsenal.

"One?"

Chen Shanhe was startled when he heard this, but he didn't ask why, so he said,

"If you don't need much, I can go to the warehouse and get it for you."

"Hey, Brother Chen, you know that I am also a soldier, and I especially like to collect all kinds of weapons. These guys are just decorations. When you have nothing to do, fire a few shots and listen to the sound." Yang Jun said with a smile.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Okay, I understand, you can continue to choose."

After Chen Shanhe finished speaking, he asked his guards to write down the model number of the bullet.

After hearing this, Yang Jun was not polite and started picking guns directly.

"I want this."….

Yang Jun pointed at the Browning fully automatic rifle and said.

This rifle is amazing. It basically functions as a machine gun. It has a large magazine capacity of 30 rounds. When the trigger is pulled, the click is very shocking.

"I want this too."
To be continued...