Uncle Policeman, My Brother Built a Tank

"boom!"

A violent explosion rang out inside an old factory building.

Smoke and dust billowed as the south wall of the factory collapsed with a deafening roar, startling birds in the nearby trees into flight.

On the outer wall of the opposite factory building, several eye-catching characters were exposed.

"To get rich, build roads first; have fewer children and plant more trees." This was the family planning slogan of Shunping County in 1980.

Inside the old factory, the hatch of a completely black tank slowly opened, and a little boy with a dark face crawled out, coughing and muttering to himself.

"How can blank rounds be so powerful? This gun barrel must be leaking air! The airtightness measuring tool is also malfunctioning!"

"Cough cough cough... Looks like we'll have to adjust the shell size!"

After saying that, he plunged back into the workshop behind the tank and continued working.

Just then, a small figure ran towards him, crying and shouting, "Brother, stop! If Grandpa finds out, he'll spank you until you're covered in sore bottoms!"

But the little boy only had eyes for the tank, and without turning his head, he said, "It's okay, go play by yourself!"

He casually slipped a piece of candy to the little girl.

The little girl pouted, brandishing the candy and threatening, "I'm going to find the police to arrest you!"

The boy smiled nonchalantly: "Sure, go ahead!"

He never expected that the little girl would actually run off.

A dozen minutes later, at the Shunping County Public Security Bureau.

A little girl, about five or six years old, ran in crying, shouting, "Police officers, please arrest my brother! He's going to blow up our house if we're any later!"

Everyone in the police station was drawn to this adorable little child who looked like a porcelain doll.

A policewoman quickly stepped forward, knelt down to wipe away the little girl's tears, and asked softly, "Little girl, what's wrong? Did you have a fight with your brother?"

The little girl sobbed, "Auntie Police Officer, please, please arrest my brother! He built a tank at the factory back home. If we don't take care of him, our house will be blown up! Waaah~"

Seeing the little girl crying her eyes out, yet saying such things, the police officers present couldn't help but burst into laughter.

An older police officer grinned and asked, "Little friend, how old are you this year?"

Five years old.

"How old is your brother?"

Nine years old.

"Nine years old? Hahaha, a nine-year-old can build a tank at home? Kid, do you even know how big a tank is or what it looks like?"

The little girl cried as she gestured with her tiny hands, saying, "That wheel is so big, that cannon barrel is so long, that tank is so tall!"

"Hahaha!"

The people in the police station lobby laughed even harder, bending over backwards.

However, their reaction angered the little girl, who shouted, "I didn't lie!!!"

Everyone quickly stopped smiling, and the policewoman hurriedly wiped away her tears, asking, "Little girl, where do you live?"

"In Shunping County, Dongcheng Family Compound, Household 09, my father's name is Wu Guodong, my mother's name is Liu Xuelan, my brother's name is Wu Zu, and my name is Wu Qing. My brother and I live with our grandparents..."

The little girl rattled off a whole story about her family in one breath, as if reciting a tongue twister.

The police officers at the police station were quite surprised after hearing this. This kid is something else!

At this moment, Wang Yue, the police station chief, said, "Xiao Mei, now that you know where the little girl lives, go with her and take her home safely."

Zhou Mei nodded quickly: "Okay, Director."

After saying that, she reached out and gently picked up Wu Qing, smiling as she asked, "Auntie will take you home, okay?"

Wu Qing nodded, wiped away her tears, and asked again, "So, will they still arrest my brother?"

The people in the office couldn't help but laugh again. Zhou Mei replied with a smile, "We police only arrest bad guys. You must have misunderstood your brother! Let's go!"

After saying that, she picked up Wu Qing and prepared to leave.

Just then, a soft rustling sound of bicycle tires rubbing against the ground came from outside.

A policeman rushed into the lobby, panting, and shouted, "Something's happened! I heard shelling near Dongcheng, but I couldn't pinpoint the location. I suspect it's a bomb left over from the war detonating. Let's go check it out right away!"

Upon hearing the police officer's words, all the police officers in the hall turned their gazes to Wu Qing.

Good heavens! Could this little girl really be telling the truth?

"Two people will stay at the police station; the rest of you come with me!"

Wang Yue realized that things might not be simple, so he immediately led his men out.

"Ring ring!"

On the unpaved road, more than a dozen police officers pedaled their bicycles at breakneck speed, kicking up clouds of dust.

Everyone was covered in sweat, but dared not slack off in the slightest.

If, as Wu Qing said, there really is a tank, then we'll be in big trouble.

Soon, the group arrived near the East City Machinery Factory.

The 1980s marked the end of China's Third Front construction.

Many military, technology and heavy industry bases have been relocated to the central and western regions of China.

Shunping County is located on the coast. At that time, many large enterprises moved away, and many factories also shifted from military production to civilian production.

However, with the shift in national strategy, these factories gradually lost their orders.

Within a few years, the area became dilapidated, and many state-owned enterprises went bankrupt. The once bustling Dongcheng District is now desolate.

"Follow me!"

Wu Qing volunteered to lead the way, and the police officers followed closely behind to protect her.

……

In this somewhat chaotic industrial area, the clanging and banging sounds emanated from an old, unmarked machinery factory.

Wearing a sailor shirt, Wu Zuzheng was carefully measuring the diameter of the shell in front of him with calipers.

"Phew, finally done! The airtightness issue should be resolved now!"

After speaking, he straightened up, stretched his slightly sore body, looked at the dilapidated factory, and a smug smile appeared on his lips.

"Luckily, the child I transmigrated into has parents who are researchers, otherwise where would we find these materials? The Type 99A main battle tank—if we could develop it, the sensational effect would be undeniable, right?"

Wu Zu stood on the steps in front of the door, looking at the 99A main battle tank he had modified in the yard, his eyes full of anticipation.

His family's factory was left over from the military's conversion to civilian production, but as soon as he took over the factory, his parents were transferred to do research.

Wu Zu, who had traveled through time, had no interest in relearning textbook knowledge, so he came to his home, an abandoned factory.

Unexpectedly, the things in this factory workshop were a godsend. If we're going to cause trouble, let's go big!

Then, a thought flashed through his mind, and a transparent light screen appeared before his eyes.

That's right, Wu Zu not only transmigrated, but also possessed the golden finger that transmigrators are usually equipped with—the Mischievous Kid Military Industry System.

As long as he is mischievous and causes trouble, and his behavior meets the system's evaluation criteria, he can earn points as a reward.

Points can be used to redeem all sorts of equipment, weapons, and technologies, from gunpowder pistols to space carriers and space-based weapons—there's something for everyone.

In order to earn more points and exchange them for more advanced military technology, Wu Zu fully utilized his mischievous nature.

Throwing firecrackers into latrines and putting laxatives in the tea of ​​the uncles and aunties in the bathhouse were all routine operations for him.

But these actions are all minor and ineffective; after all that effort, you can only get a few points, which are not enough to exchange for any truly powerful military weapons.

No one knows how long he struggled, but just a few days ago, Wu Zu finally collected enough points to exchange for the 99A main battle tank technology.

So he decided to use this tank modification to create a sensation.

After a week of hard work, he finally converted the tank into a Type 99A main battle tank.

"Let's fire another shot and see how airtight it really is!"

Wu Zu placed the improved shells on a handcart, pushed it to the tank, and then used a hoisting device to send the shells into the gun barrel.

Then, he climbed into the tank and started rotating the turret to find a suitable firing position.

Just as the cannon barrel was turned to the gate, a group of police officers in uniform suddenly appeared, including his sister Wu Qing.

The police officers panicked instantly, picked up Wu Qing, and ran as fast as they could in the distance.