The Periodic Table of Words and Spirits at Hogwarts

"Mr. Hilbert, here we are."

The soldier in charge of driving stopped the car steadily in front of a grand and solemn building, then turned around and said to Zhang Qi.

"Thank you".

Zhang Qi opened the door of the back seat 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 to open the door of the museum.

The Military Museum has been closed one day in advance, and only two people will be accommodated here today.

Zhang Qi nodded when he heard the words, and then followed a sentinel in.

The military museum, which was originally crowded with people, was empty at this time, and walking inside 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 Navy Museum was brought in by our class last year."

The sentinel patted his chest very proudly.

"Ah, then I'll trouble you, which one is your favorite here?"

Zhang Qi asked.

"Well, with an identity like you, let's go to the Arsenal first."

The warrior thought for a moment, then replied.

"Okay, please show me the way, it's my first time here."

Zhang Qi nodded, and then said to the soldier.

"Okay, please come this way with me, it's closer to take a shortcut."

The sentry led the way, and Zhang Qi followed closely behind.

"This is the Weapons Museum, do you need me to introduce you?"

The two walked along the path for a while, and a building appeared in front of them.

"No need, I'll just take a look at it."

Zhang Qi shook his head and walked into the building first.

The first exhibition area is the firearms exhibition area. There are various firearms behind the thick bulletproof glass. The closer to the door, the more dilapidated they appear, because time has left indelible marks on them.

Zhang Qi walked slowly, looking at the old firearms carefully.

Although the old guns have been cleaned before entering the museum, Zhang Qi can still see obvious scratches and two Chinese characters faintly visible under the blood:

"Hanyang".

Zhang Qi paused for a while in front of that showcase, then glanced at a 38-year-old woman in another showcase, and then continued walking forward.

This time, it's not a gun, but a rusted mortar.

"Jin 75 Mortar".

Zhang Qi glanced at the label under the showcase, and smiled softly:

"The flower of the famous army general, the fierce tiger of the empire? Wasn't it still blown to pieces in the end?"...

Zhang Qi shook his head disdainfully, and continued to walk forward.

"Mauser C96 - Mr. Zhang Yan's own use, donated in 1952".

Zhang Qi stood in front of the booth, quietly looking at the Mauser pistol.

"Mr. Hilbert"?

Seeing that Zhang Qi seemed to be stunned, the soldier asked tentatively:

"Do you want to keep going"?

"Ah, I'll stay here for a while."

Zhang Qi said slowly, took a last look at the mirrored box, and then walked deeper into the exhibition hall.

"In front is the vehicle exhibition hall, which may be relatively large, or you can follow me and don't get lost."

The soldier said ahead.

"Ah, then I'll trouble you."

Zhang Qi nodded and walked slowly into the new exhibition hall.

"t-34, this is quite old."

"Type 63 looks relatively new, but judging from the scratches, it should have just been retired."

"Huh? What kind of tank is this? I've never seen it...Fuck, five pairs of wheels"!

Zhang Qi looked at the 59 that was changed so much that even his own mother didn't recognize it, shook his head helplessly, and then walked towards the center of the exhibition hall.

Finally, Zhang Qi stopped on the booth in the center.

"Type 97 Medium Tank".

Zhang Qi stood in front of the tank that was very short compared to the behemoths beside him, watching quietly.

"Hero, a Type 97 medium-sized chariot, was captured in the northern border of Shenzhou. At that time, although this tank had a problem, it still made great achievements."

An old man's voice came from behind Zhang Qi. The voice sounded full of energy, with a hint of majesty in the kindness, giving people a strange feeling.

"Yeah, but now we are not the army that used five bullets at most three times, and then charged with bare blades and picked up a 92-type infantry gun just like the new year."

Zhang Qi stared at the tank, and then said softly:

"However, there is the most powerful army in the world, but there is no air force and navy that can match it. This is a flaw in China."

"Yes, we lack advanced fighters and aircraft carriers, but now only advanced fighters are left."

The old man in the back was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then said with a big laugh. 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 ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and bowed to the old man behind him with great respect.

"Good boy, no wonder it's 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 in the habit of staying abroad?"

The two of them didn't inform in advance, but they walked to the next exhibition hall together in a very tacit understanding.

"It's been so many years, but if you're not used to it, you have to get used to it."

Zhang Qi shrugged helplessly and said.

"This time, I'll have to stay a little longer when I go back to my hometown for the Chinese New Year. After all, I heard that the vacation for you there is quite long, as long as you go back before the final party."

The old man smiled and patted Zhang Qi on the shoulder.

"Where do you plan to celebrate the New Year this year?"

the old man asked.

"I haven't made up my mind yet, but my mother shouldn't be able to come here, so I should probably spend the New Year with Aunt Xu."

Zhang Qi said after thinking about it.

"If you have other things, do you want to bring that little British girl to Dalian for the Chinese New Year? I heard that the mackerel stuffed dumplings you made are very popular among us old bones. I will try it this year." .

The old man then asked with a smile.

"I really don't have anything else to do here, so naturally, it is better to be respectful than to obey."

Zhang Qi also replied with a smile.

"Right, let me ask you something."

The two continued to walk along the exhibition hall. The old man suddenly stopped and asked:

"Want to see the beautiful girl you abducted from Ukraine? She is in Dalian now, and she should be being repainted at this moment."

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