Everyone at the scene believed that at a distance of twenty meters, Maoxiong's T72 tank would most likely be able to penetrate 077 Machinery Military Factory's "Xuanwu" steel.
After all, the "Xuanwu" steel plate used for testing this time is only 100mm thick.
The armor-piercing projectile fired by the T72 tank just now at a distance of fifty meters caused a relatively small "dent" in the "Xuanwu" steel plate.
Seeing the expressions and attitudes on everyone's faces, Lin Chenran smiled slightly, "Do you all think that our basalt steel plates made by 077 Machinery Military Factory cannot withstand the armor-piercing bullets of Mao Xiong's T72 tank at twenty meters?"
Abdul on the side has the most say, because Camel Region Sha Country owns Mao Xiong's T72 tank, so he is very aware of the strength of this Main Battle Tank.
He frowned and said helplessly, "Lin, it's not that I don't believe in your factory's Xuanwu steel, but you underestimated the strength of Mao Xiong's T72 tank."
After speaking, he sighed softly.
Abdul shook his head. He felt that Lin Chenran was a little too confident.
Others present also nodded in agreement. They all felt that Lin Chenran did not seem to fully understand the power of Mao Xiong's T72 tank.
Faced with such doubts, Lin Chenran still kept smiling, and his eyes revealed a kind of determination and confidence.
"Abdul, let's make a bet!"
Lin Chenran raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a confident smile.
"Bet?"
Abdul After hearing this sentence, a look of confusion and curiosity immediately appeared on his face.
Lin Chenran looked at Abdul and said firmly, "Yes, it's a bet. If the T72 tank can penetrate the basalt steel plate produced by our 077 Machinery Military Factory when firing an armor-piercing projectile at a distance of twenty meters, then I will treat you to a meal of the most authentic Flame Nation food."
"On the other hand, if you can't break through, when I go to your Camel Region's Sha Country, you have to treat me to a camel feast of yours." Lin Chenran said this interesting bet, his eyes shining with anticipation.
"This"
Abdul's eyes widened and he was so surprised that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.
He never expected that the bet mentioned by Lin Chenran turned out to be a sumptuous gourmet meal.
"Of course, no problem. Even if there is no such bet, as long as you come to our country, I will definitely give you warm hospitality and treat you to taste our local specialties - camel feast!"
Abdul responded boldly.
At the same time, he clenched his fist tightly and lightly beat his chest.
Lin Chenran smiled slightly and explained, "No, betting is more meaningful. After all, this is the lottery, you earned it yourself."
Abdul suddenly understood after hearing this, and couldn't help but nod and praise, "Haha, Lin, you are right! The lottery you earn is meaningful."
Lin Chenran nodded with satisfaction. "Then we have an agreement. I hope you can prepare a sumptuous camel feast and wait for my arrival."
Abdul retorted without hesitation, "Lin, I haven't lost yet! Maybe you want to prepare the most authentic Flame Nation dishes for me."
Then he raised a hand, and Lin Chenran did the same, and then the two high-fived each other.
Both parties were very happy!
Why does Lin Chenran want to bet with Abdul?
Then he must have his own plan!
Isn't it just to enhance the relationship between the two?
This little bit of thought is definitely a must.
When everyone at the scene saw the two making a bet, they all felt like Xiao Jiujiu in their hearts!
Especially the senior management of 617 Machinery Military Factory.
After all, Camel Region Sha Country is the big sponsor!
If it leaks out a little, it will make 617 Machinery Military Factory "alive" and moisturized.
Suddenly, the sound of an explosion interrupted everyone's thoughts, and they all turned their attention to target No. 3.
The T72 tank was twenty meters away. The gun barrel spewed out a cloud of flames and smoke, and then an armor-piercing projectile flew out at an extremely fast speed, hitting target No. 3 in the blink of an eye.
Then there was a violent explosion, and thick smoke billowed into the air.
Seeing this scene, Lin Chenran smiled slightly and expressed confidence in his words: "The answer will be revealed soon!"
Everyone at 077 Machinery Military Factory who was originally very nervous was "infected" by Lin Chenran's light words, and the impatience and tension in their hearts disappeared instantly.
Instantly, they all felt that the basalt steel they developed could withstand the armor-piercing projectiles fired by Mao Xiong's T72 tank.
After a while, the thick smoke from the explosion gradually dissipated.
Everyone picked up their telescopes and stared directly at target No. 3.
I saw that the steel needle of the armor-piercing projectile fired by the T72 tank was "stuck" on the basalt steel plate.
Seeing this scene, Abdul unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile. There seemed to be a kind of pride and complacency in that smile, as if he had declared his victory in advance.
He turned his head, his eyes fell on Lin Chenran, his eyes flashed with pride, and he smiled and said to Lin Chenran, "Lin, it seems that I won the bet between us in the end."
After saying this, he added, "I am very much looking forward to the authentic Flame Nation meal you prepared."
However, Lin Chenran was not affected by Abdul's words, and he still maintained a calm expression.
He smiled slightly and responded, "Abdul, my friend, why are you so confident? Do you really think I will lose?"
Abdul became puzzled. "Isn't it?"
"The steel needles of the armor-piercing bullets are 'stuck' on target No. 3."
Indeed, the steel needle at the front end of the armor-piercing projectile launched by the T72 tank was "stuck" on target No. 3, but it was not over yet.
"Abdul, although the steel needle got stuck on the basalt steel plate and created a large dent, it is still unknown whether it penetrated or not?" Lin Chenran said confidently.
"This..." Abdul hesitated.
Although the steel needle at the front end of the armor-piercing projectile is "stuck" on target No. 3, it is not yet known whether it has penetrated or not.
The auditorium is relatively far from the No. 3 shooting range.
The final result can only be announced by the target announcer.
Soon, the target reporter spoke slowly, "The T72 tank fired an armor-piercing projectile at a distance of 20 meters. The front steel needle got stuck on the No. 3 target and exploded violently, creating a large crater and a bulge at the rear, but it did not penetrate."
As the target reporter made his report, everyone cheered, and then there was a burst of thunderous applause from the audience.
The burst of applause was like a torrent, flooding the entire venue.
At twenty meters, the armor-piercing projectile fired by Mao Xiong's T72 tank actually failed to penetrate the 100mm basalt steel developed by 077 Machinery Military Factory.
If the furry bears knew, how would they feel?
Abdul, who came back from the experimental site, was still immersed in the test experiment just now.
The test results were far beyond Abdul's expectations.
"Lin, we want to introduce tanks covered with basalt steel plates!!!"