"That's true, but he deserves it." Minister Qiu said impartially without looking back, "He captured a bunch of special spies by himself, which gave us the opportunity to learn about Niang Xipi. For this alone, he deserves a second-class merit. With this gun, if he wasn't so young, it wouldn't be too much to give him a colonel."

"No, that's too much. The school officer is too much." Old man Yang waved his hand quickly, "This kid is very strange. I think he will make a lot of contributions in the future. It's not good for him to be promoted too quickly."

This is because they are afraid of overpraising Zeng Wangcai, causing him to lose control at such a young age and stagnate.

At this time, the commander of the 70th Division, Chen Hong, who had been watching his subordinates test at the shooting range, got the news and came over: "Commander, Comrade Zeng Wangcai is back."

"The kid is finally here!" Old Man Yang was a little itchy when he thought of the secret weapon. "Let him come to the shooting range to see what he invented. I also have something to say to him."

"Yes, Chief!"

A division commander personally went to pick up a platoon leader. This was quite impressive.

Ten minutes later, Zeng Wangcai walked beside Chen Hong and said, "Commander, I just came back. Can't you let me rest for a while? I have to rush back tomorrow."

"Why are you talking so much nonsense!" Chen Hong said unhappily, "Several leaders are waiting for you. Damn, I never knew you could invent something. Guns are really good. If they are mass-produced, you have to make a request. First equip our division..."

Zeng Wangcai felt bitter. He didn't expect someone from the Ordnance Department to come with flash bombs and tear gas. He didn't have time to study them.

Amid the crisp gunshots of the Type 81 rifle, Zeng Wangcai returned to the army with trepidation...