Red Wine Flower

Due to his father's death, Lin Ju was forced to take over the family tractor factory.
Facing the struggling tractor factory, Lin Ju said:
"No worries, the system will step in!"
"Since I can make tractors, it would be quite reasonable for me to switch production to rockets, right?"
So, in the unremarkable tractor factory, a tall rocket rose.
Then the whole world discovered that this tractor factory was becoming increasingly absurd:
New energy vehicles, tanks, jet engines, passenger planes, fighter jets, aircraft carriers...
People pointed at Lin's nose and asked, "Aren't you supposed to be making tractors?"
Lin Ju innocently pointed at the Mars rover base: "It's tracked, can go on the ground, you tell me if that's not a tractor!"

You were told to build a tractor, but you’re building a rocket?

The hydrogen bomb, with its immense power, had destroyed everything within the blast radius, but that didn't mean the IAEA just had to stand by and watch.


If you asked what the busiest business in the control zone was these past few days, there was only one answer: firefighting.


Fires, countless fires, were raging endlessly like the flames of hell.


This had been Zhang Meng's impression of the entire area surrounding the explosion for days—the fiery red of the flames and the grey-black of the ruins composed his entire world.


"Confirm the target, launch 24 Type II rounds, go!"


The artillerymen... ah, no, the fire rocket launcher operators issued their commands, and the rocket launchers mounted on the Type 59 universal chassis spewed out a big puff of white exhaust. One after another, the rockets carried their tail flames into the sky, scattering into a white parabolic line.


Chapter 598: Remuneration for a Role