pappabearbooks Chapter 146 Military Museum
Chapter 146 Military Museum
"Mr. Hilbert, we are here."
The soldier in charge of driving stopped the car firmly in front of a majestic building, then turned back and said to Zhang Qi.
"Thank you".
Zhang Qi opened the back seat door of the car from the inside and walked out.
"The generals haven't arrived yet. Please go in first. It's cold outside."
The two soldiers standing guard at the door said to Zhang Qi, and then helped open the museum door.
The Military Museum has announced its closure one day in advance and will only receive two people here today.
Zhang Qi nodded when he heard this, and then followed a sentry in.
The Military Museum, which was originally crowded with people, was now empty. Walking inside, you could only hear the sound of leather boots hitting the ground.
"The general ordered us to take you around if you are interested before he arrives."
The sentry said to Zhang Qi.
"Are you familiar with this place?"
Zhang Qi glanced around and asked casually.
"It's very familiar. The torpedo shell in the Naval Museum was brought in by our class last year."
The sentry patted his chest very proudly.
"Ah, I'm sorry to bother you, which museum here is your favorite?"
Zhang Qi asked.
"Well, with your status, let's go to the weapons museum first."
The warrior thought for a moment and then answered.
"Okay, please show me the way. This is my first time here."
Zhang Qi nodded, and then said to the soldier.
"Okay, please follow me this way. It's closer by taking a shortcut."
The sentry led the way, and Zhang Qi followed closely behind.
"This is the weapons museum. Do you need me to introduce it to you?"
The two walked along the path for a while, and a building appeared in front of them.
"No, I can just take a look."
Zhang Qi shook his head and then walked into the building first.
The first exhibition area is the firearms exhibition area. Various firearms are placed behind thick bulletproof glass. The closer to the door, the more shabby they appear because time has left indelible marks on them.
Zhang Qi walked slowly and carefully looked at the old firearms.
Although those old guns had been cleaned before entering the museum, Zhang Qi could still see obvious scratches on them and two Chinese characters faintly visible under the blood stains:
"Hanyang".
Zhang Qi paused in front of the display cabinet for a short while, then glanced at a Sanbapo placed in another display cabinet, and then continued walking forward.
This time, instead of a gun, the showcase contained a rusty mortar.
"Jin 75 Mortar".
Zhang Qi glanced at the label under the showcase and smiled softly:
"The flower of the famous army general, the most ferocious tiger of the empire? Wasn't he still blown to pieces in the end"...
Zhang Qi shook his head disdainfully, and then continued walking forward.
"Mauser C96 - used by Mr. Zhang Yan for his own use and donated in 1952."
Zhang Qi stood in front of the booth and looked at the Mauser pistol quietly.
"Mr. Hilbert"?
The soldier saw that Zhang Qi seemed to be in a daze, so he asked tentatively:
“Do you want to keep going”?
"Ah, I'll stay here for a little while."
Zhang Qi said slowly, taking one last look at the mirror box, and then walked deeper into the exhibition hall.
"There is a vehicle showroom ahead, which may be quite large. Why don't you follow me and don't get lost."
The soldier said from the front.
"Ah, then I'm sorry to trouble you."
Zhang Qi nodded and slowly walked into the new exhibition hall.
"T-34, this one is quite old."
"Type 63 looks relatively new, but judging from the scratches, it must have just been retired."
"Huh? What kind of tank is this? I've never seen it before... Damn it, five pairs of wheels"!
Zhang Qi looked at the 59 that had been modified so much that he no longer recognized his own mother, shook his head helplessly, and then walked towards the center of the exhibition hall.
Finally, Zhang Qi's footsteps stopped on the booth in the center.
"Type [-] medium tank".
Zhang Qi stood in front of the tank, which was very small compared to the behemoths next to it, and watched quietly.
"The Hero, a Type 97 medium-sized tank, was captured in the northern border of China. At that time, although this tank had many shortcomings, it still achieved great military exploits."
An old man's voice came from behind Zhang Qi. The voice sounded full of vitality, with a hint of majesty in the kindness, which gave people a strange feeling.
"Yes, but now we are no longer the army that used to fire at most three out of five bullets, then charge hand-to-hand, and picked up a Type 92 infantry gun as if it was a Chinese New Year."
Zhang Qi stared at the tank, and then said softly:
"However, although we have the most powerful army in the world, we do not have the air force and naval power to match it. This is China's flaw."
"Yes, we lack advanced fighters and aircraft carriers, but now we only have advanced fighters left."
The old man at the back was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then laughed and said, the laughter echoed in the empty exhibition hall.
"So I came here this time to thank you personally, Zhang Qi."
"First meeting, General Huaqing".
Zhang Qi turned around and bowed with great respect to the old man behind him.
"What a good boy, no wonder he is Lao Zhang's grandson."
The old man behind him, who was wearing casual clothes but still couldn't hide his sharp temperament like a sharp blade, smiled and nodded, then walked over.
"Are you used to staying abroad"?
The two of them didn't inform them in advance, but they walked to the next exhibition hall together in a tacit understanding.
"After so many years, you have to get used to it even if you are not used to it."
Zhang Qi shrugged helplessly and said.
"You have to stay longer when you go back to your hometown to celebrate the New Year this time. After all, I heard that the holiday given to you there is quite long. You just need to go back before the final party."
The old man smiled and patted Zhang Qi on the shoulder.
"Where do you plan to spend the New Year this year?"
the old man continued.
"I haven't decided yet, but my mother probably won't be able to come over, so I should probably celebrate the New Year with Aunt Xu."
Zhang Qi thought for a while and said.
"If you have other things to do, would you like to bring that little British girl with you to celebrate the New Year in Dalian? I heard that the mackerel stuffed dumplings you make are very popular among old people like us. I want to try them this year." .
The old man then asked with a smile.
"I really don't have anything else to do here, so of course it's better to be respectful than to obey."
Zhang Qi also replied with a smile.
"By the way, let me ask you something."
The two continued walking along the exhibition hall. The old man suddenly stopped and asked:
"Would you like to see the beautiful little girl you kidnapped from Ukraine? She is in Dalian now and should be being repainted at this moment."