Some people are together every day without a common language, which is called no fate. Some people may be able to get to know each other in a hurry, which is called fate.

Charlie was thirty-three or four years old, with a lot of dust on his golden curly hair, and his smart blue eyes glanced left and right, revealing his strong confidence. He was wearing a wash-out sky blue shirt and a pair of strap-on overalls underneath. The brown leather shoes were already a little skinny, but it did not affect his overall upright temperament.

Looking at him introducing himself last night, I don’t know why I wanted to laugh, so I laughed: “People call you crazy Charlie, that’s great! Only crazy people can do big things! So aren’t you going to let us in the house?”

Charlie's eyes shone brightly after saying a few words. He immediately rushed us into the house and chased me with a little embarrassed look, "It's a little messy! It's a little messy! It makes you laugh!"

I stood in the middle of the house and looked around. I thought Charlie was too modest - how could this TMD be described as a bit messy! Is it clear that there is no place to stand?

His room is generally filled with two types of things. The first category: experimental supplies; the second category: garbage. But if it is in the eyes of an outsider, it is simpler - there is only garbage, which also includes Charlie himself...

But I saw a different scenery because I have a natural interest and hobby for machinery - especially firearms. Charlie is my soulmate!

As for why, just look at the instruments and equipment that are drowned in the garbage dump.

In fact, at this time, I had already decided to recruit Charlie. Such a guy recognizes people - in the eyes of some people, he may just be a glowing stone, a troublemaker. But in the hands of those who understand him, his value is no less than a nuclear bomb!

Seeing me looking around silently, the light in Charlie's eyes went from hot to warm, and from warm to cold - he thought I was just another "mediocre person" who "come to fame" but was as disappointed as ever.

But I didn't care what he thought. After seeing it from side to side, I found something that seemed to be a chair - because there were too many miscellaneous items on it, it seemed more appropriate to classify it as a "shelf" or "cabinet".

I looked at it and found that there was nothing valuable, so I reached out and pushed all the "trash" on it to the ground, then sat down, and said with my arms around, "Okay, let's talk about your research now! I'm listening."

Charlie looked at the thing I threw on the ground in a daze, and said, "Sir, that's my food for this week! Why are you..."

I urged with an impatient look: "Now you don't need them anymore! Say your research, I have limited time!"

Although Charlie was crazy, he was not stupid. He immediately heard a trace of smell from my words, which made Charlie's heart a little enlightened - maybe my thirty years of bad luck are about to end!

So he cheered up and began to sell my works to me.

"This guy...well!" Before he started speaking, he encountered his first problem, so he turned to me and asked awkwardly: "Sir, I don't know what you call me yet!"

What an interesting person! I smiled and said, "My surname is Sun, I am from the East, but I am currently working for Ms. Elizabeth."

There was a hint of strangeness in Charlie's eyes, and he muttered, "Oh! I really didn't expect that the one who understands me was actually an Englishman! Forget it, it doesn't matter who it is, what's important is to sit here and listen to me telling stories!"

As he said that, he shook his head, walked to a machine, and prepared to explain to me.

From the perspective of my 21st century time traveler, this is clearly a model of a gun! It's just that its supply chain is a strange disc, like a turtle holding a turtle shell, entrenching on the gun.

I reached out to stop Charlie's explanation and said, "Let me guess! Is this a firearm that can be fired continuously? Is this a machine gun?"

Charlie was stunned and opened his mouth aloud and said, "Oh! The firearms are fired continuously! This is a genius idea! Mr. Sun, you are such a genius! But you may be disappointed. This is not the firearms, but my special*!"

*?I walked to the front of the gun and saw that there was indeed an extremely large caliber barrel. Zhi also had a say in the gun. He touched the barrel mouth and said disdainfully: "With such a large caliber, even if the largest projectile is used, the gun chamber cannot be filled!"

As he said that, he took off the musket behind him and reached out to gesture: "My gun can kill a lion in five hundred steps! But this gun can only exert its power in twenty-five steps! If you have more than twenty-five steps, you can only scare people with your voice! I promise!"

Charlie's face was very awkward, but he still said honestly: "I'm sorry, this distance is twenty steps! If it's twenty-five steps, I need more precise bullets!"

Zhi was very proud, but said in a faint tone: "Flaming but not solid! Flaming but not solid!"

I smiled, and didn't speak, but turned around and looked at the Nine Ghosts Zhengxiao and asked, "Zhengxiao, what do you think?"

The old guy walked up and suddenly a glimmer flashed in his eyes, almost shouting: "Sir! Isn't this the special forces team..."

I understand, he wanted to say that this * is exactly the kind of guy that the special forces needed in the battle! But for the sake of lowering the cost, Masayoshi stopped talking, but he still looked at me eagerly.

I was very pleased that Jiugui Masayoshi is definitely the person who is most familiar with and knows me the most in the world! So I continued to laugh and said, "Now I only talk about technology, no cost. Let's continue talking!"

Jiugui Masato immediately became energetic. He picked up the strange gun, the blue veins on his forehead jumped a few times, and then fiddled with it and suddenly asked me: "Am I a test shot?"

I turned my head and looked at Charlie and asked, "Is there a test shooting environment?"

Charlie said embarrassedly: "First... sir, you have seen my conditions. If you really want to test the shooting, I usually choose to go to the beach to flies a water bird!"

I shook my head and looked back at Aunt Mata with a dull face and said, "How much did you spend to build this house?"

Before Aunt Mata came to her senses, she said dazedly: "Two gold coins!" She woke up randomly and added: "Of course, that was the price three years ago, and now it has risen by more than 50%"!

I looked at Mo and said, "Give her five gold coins!" After saying that, I pointed at Zheng Xiao and said, "Bet there! I want to see the power!"

The direction of my finger was the wall of the room. The palm wood wall was thick and it looked very touching. Before Jiugui Masayoshi had fired a shot, Charlie couldn't help it again: "Sir, it's rainy season recently, and a hole was opened in the wall. Life is very difficult!"

I waved my hand and said, "This is not a problem! Fight!"

Jiugui Masato immediately raised his gun and shot him at the thick wooden wall!

With a loud "Boom!", the room was filled with smoke and his ears were buzzing! When the smoke dissipated, I saw a large hole of forty centimeters in diameter was pierced through a thick wooden wall ten steps away!

The room was shocked! Nine Ghost Masato put down his gun, rubbed his shoulders that were sorely numb by the recoil, and said excitedly: "Sir! That's this! That's this!"

I nodded, but didn't know if it was possible, and turned my head to look at Charlie and asked, "What else is there? Take it out and take a look!"

At this time, Aunt Mata had received more than twice the housing construction fee. At this time, even if I demolished the broken house, she could only make a profit without losing money. So naturally there was no resistance to my intention to implement it.

Charlie looked left and right, wanting to introduce everything, but he didn't know where to start. Seeing him as a headless fly, I walked over and opened the window, pointed to the dock and said, "Look at that side!"

Charlie immediately came over obediently, and I continued, "Look! Those boats over there! I want them to use!"

Charlie jumped up in surprise and said, "Mr. Sun! Are you talking about it, you are the leader of the large fleet that was sent to the port this morning?"

I smiled slightly, without saying a word. Charlie got a positive answer, almost jumped to the kitchen cabinet, and suddenly removed the gray cloth sheet covered on it!

"Look here! Here!" Charlie shouted excitedly: "You must be worried about the power of the warship's cannons! Many people have been studying for their whole lives and have never found a way to improve the power and range of the cannons, because I can be sure--they are all wrong!"

I looked at the jars and jars of all sizes in the cabinet, not knowing what he was going to say or what was inside, so I continued to wait for him to introduce them.

Charlie was flushed with excitement and said loudly: "They all think that the power and range cannot be increased because of the problems of artillery and ammunition themselves, and they are actually wrong! The one with the greatest impact is the fire* medicine! It is the fire* medicine!"

I suddenly felt energetic, pointed to the jars and jars and asked, "You mean, everything is filled in..."

Charlie smiled and hugged a jar, walked up to me, and placed it on the table. After lifting the lid vigorously, there were some black and yellow sticky things inside!

"It's! Mr. Sun! Using my fire medicine can increase the power of your artillery by at least 30% on the original basis! No! 40%! 40%!" Charlie almost shouted.

I smiled and joked, "Is it these things that exploded just now?"

Charlie immediately made a red face and defended: "This also shows that they are powerful, isn't it?"

I had no expression on my face, but my heart was already in a panic. Such a "weird" and a person who is not understood and accepted by society are nothing but the remains of the sea to me!

Seeing that I didn't say anything, the fanaticism on Charlie's face gradually cooled down. He asked tentatively: "Sir, you will buy my work! Right? Good goods are not expensive, you know!"

I looked at Charlie, shook my head and said, "No, I don't plan to buy your work alone."

When Charlie heard me say "No", his eyes immediately became darker and he lowered his head and stood there without saying a word.

In despair, I heard me continue saying: "Put up your things, bring all these jars, jars, jars, racks and guns. From today on, you will have a laboratory on my boat, and of course, a bedroom. Get it done quickly, you will only have half an hour!"

Charlie raised his head, thinking he had heard it wrong, and then asked in surprise after a while: "Sir! Are you saying true? Are you going to hire me?"

I said lightly: "Monthly salary of four gold coins during the probation period will double! Performance is calculated separately, all food, clothing, housing and transportation are exempted, and I will provide experimental facilities and consumables. Do you do it?"

Without saying a word, Charlie wiped his face with his sleeve, raised his back and saluted me, and shouted loudly: "You have the final say! Captain Charlie Howard reports to you!"

In this way, there was another madman who liked "bang bang bang" in my team...
Chapter completed!