As Liu Jingxue shouted, the entire conference room became quiet.

The theoretical life of the Black Horse Fort iron wood smelting cannon tube is greater than 100 rounds, but in fact, for the safety of personnel, when fired at 70 rounds, the cannon will be decomposed and used for other purposes.

Today, the firing volume of the 1 East 2nd gun position will definitely not exceed 30 rounds, so the explosion can basically be determined, which is believed to be caused by factors.

"At that time, Commander Liu called me to supervise the three gun positions, and I was responsible for the two gun positions. During the bombardment, I also knew that they were overclocking, but did not stop them. I was fully responsible for this accident."

Wang Dong, who was wrapped in a circle of gauze on his head, spoke up to take responsibility.

"The blow-off is not a bad thing. I personally think that you can be held accountable afterwards, but now is obviously not the time to hold you accountable."

Zhao Dahai suddenly interrupted.

"It's not a bad thing, do you know what you're talking about?"

Liu Tianyou stared at Zhao Dahai with fire and his eyes blasted: "Do you know the identities of the seven artillery soldiers killed by the bomb, and each of them is a hundred times more noble than you!"

"Haha, in this continent of this galaxy, the lives of wild people and free people are born lowly, and the gentry is born noble? So, a thousand or ten thousand years ago, your ancestors were all gentry for thousands of years, and weren't those lowly wild people?"

“Bold!”

"asshole!"

"Put your mouth!"

At this moment, Zhao Dahai stabbed the hornet's nest all at once, and the gentry in the conference room shouted and cursed.

"Are I telling a lie? If I have been a gentry for thousands of years, then I will not be the lowly savages like us; if not, then, such a big dark horse castle can't even withstand a truth?"

Zhao Dahai was not afraid and treated him coldly.

"You are telling the truth, but just like a person can go to the bathroom, you don't need to remind you repeatedly that you are going to shit."

Liu Jingxue's words made the gentry in the conference room distorted their faces.

"Don't argue in vain anymore, continue to discuss the issue; if you succeed in this battle, you will make a great contribution, you will also be a gentry, and you will give you enough glory and status."

Liu Jingxue's lenses looked at Zhao Dahai with a cold light: "Defeated, die!"

——

"Crazy~"

"Smack it off"

"Click!"

"Boom--"

Dense raindrops hit the roof, the bluestone floor outside, the emerald banana leaves and half ponds of lotus leaves inside the yard.

Just like Liu Laolao entering the Grand View Garden, Zhao Dahai watched a little maid take water from a bamboo tube, turn on the crystal water heater to boil water, and then pour it into a bubble tree thermos with a bark lined with a bubble tree insulated bottle.

He poured Zhao Dahai a cup of fragrant tea like green tea and bowed and exited the room.

The sound of rain was urgent, and the fragrance of tea was faintly swaying in the sloping water vapor. Zhao Dahai opened the closed window and put the sound of rain and water vapor in the room.

Standing by the window, looking out the window.

The courtyard is quiet and the rain is majestic.

The banana leaves are green and the lotus leaves are swaying in the rain.

What is sucked into the nose is full of fresh air.

Zhao Dahai, who had also smelled a lot of irritable tree poison smoke, suddenly felt refreshed.

After the noon joint meeting, the dragon would not attack because of heavy rain.

Liu Fengheng announced the end of the meeting and asked all departments to take responsibility and take their place as soon as possible even if it rains heavily.

The United Nations personnel must gather at the east bridgehead of the outer city after the heavy rainstorm has stopped.

After the construction of the Wangyue Mountain defense circle, the Jiuding Tower's firing source command vehicle, phased array radar, and the Joint Command.

New placement points will be set up in Wangyue Mountain.

With such heavy rainstorms, Liu Tiange and Zhao Dahai rode their bicycles back to the air defense courtyard at the foot of Wogui Mountain, which was not realistic at all.

It’s better to walk in the rain than to ride a bicycle.

Liu Tiange took Wang Gang's hover car, and Liu Fengheng invited Zhao Dahai to ride his hover car.

Then he was sent for no reason and placed next to the side door with the plaque hanging on the Zhao Mansion.

Liu Fengheng got out of the car and explained to a middle-aged man, because Zhao Dahai could not hear anything because of the heavy rain.

Then he was invited into this small courtyard and moved into it.

——

After watching for a while, Zhao Dahai, who was so hungry that he was gingering, drank another cup of tea.

I felt so hungry and poured a full cup.

The left hand began to rub it repeatedly, wrapping the bamboo roots seven or eight circles on the right forearm.

The bamboo root looks like a lot of bamboo joints, and it seems to be very good at it, but Zhao Dahai's right forearm and left palm feels warm and smooth as jade.

Zhao Dahai touched Zhao Dahai with a complicated expression on his face for a long time.

He dared to touch this, but he did not dare to go through the Dantian meridians and run out of the five fierce milky white energy on the five fingers of his right hand.

After falling into the water, he had many messy fragments.

There are tens of thousands of black armored infantry and cavalry, huge groups of ships and cannons shooting, fighting and slaughtering, like flowers and beautiful families.

There is also the meridian direction of this luck, a mixed "sword drawing style".

Zhao Dahai doesn't know the authenticity of many things.

But the inexplicable bamboo root of the right forearm, the exaggerated five-finger energy instantly destroyed a hard waste sword bamboo building.

But it is real, real existence.

"Dongdong."

In the heavy rain, there was a knock on the door.

"Young Master,"

It was the little maid's soft voice.

"Come in."

Zhao Dahai closed the window, otherwise it would be too noisy and would not be able to hear clearly.

"Come in."

So he said again.

The door was gently pushed open, and the little maid walked in with a food box.

He squatted towards Zhao Dahai slightly, stood up and walked to the table to put down the food box, and opened it.

Suddenly, the aroma of the food filled the room: "My father is the gatekeeper, and said that Mr. Heng specifically told you that you have not had lunch yet."

"this--"

Zhao Dahai looked at the dish that he had never eaten before and made him drool, and a sentence suddenly popped out of his head.

"The successful ones are born in glory, and the losers are lost in tiger slaughter!"

I suddenly felt that the delicious food on the table seemed to be like jue wax.

"If that day comes, I will never sit still and wait for death!"

Zhao Dahai thought to himself, and couldn't help but think of the starting sword that drew the sword.

The five fingers of the right hand trembled slightly without realizing it, and there seemed to be a trace of cool air flowing out of the heart of the finger.

The bamboo root that hung down and wrapped around the right forearm covered by the sleeve suddenly seemed to come alive, making Zhao Dahai swim slightly on his arm like a dream.

"call--"

Zhao Dahai was so scared that his face turned pale, he exhaled and quickly cut off the mysterious feeling of energy.

The sword-drawing moon tower was just destroyed, and it was still covered by the dragon's bomb drop.

If this house is destroyed again, it will be impossible to clean even if you jump into the Yellow River!

"Young Master, please use it slowly."

The little maid squatted and saluted slightly, then quietly left and closed the door.

The room suddenly became quieter.

Zhao Dahai sat at the table, picked up a pair of white jade chopsticks, and suddenly pointed it towards the void in front of him.

He whispered, ‘Sword Drawing Style’.

"Ding~"

The two chopsticks in his hand gently touched the air and hit a slight clear sing.
Chapter completed!