Two workers lifted a wooden box onto the stage. One of the workers opened the wooden box to reveal eight artillery shells inside. The eight artillery shells seemed like firearm bullets that had been enlarged tenfold, and not the artillery shells of a mortar. Just from the cannonballs, the possibility that Xia Lei’s cannon was a mortar could be eliminated. Those eight artillery shells already gave an impression to the audience — Even though I’m small, I’m a real cannon and not a mortar!

Liu Zhengnan held a microphone and stood next to Xia Lei.

Xia Lei’s voice transmitted from the microphone to the amplification equipment so that everyone within range heard. “I believe everyone has seen it. This is Thunder Horse Military Factory’s first cannon. Its name is Hellhound!”

Hellhound was the name of Thunder Horse Military Factory’s first cannon. Even though its design was completely different, its strangeness and the cold aura it emitted gave one the impression of an invisible pressure!

“Hellhound? What kind of a name is this?” Under the stage, Ye Kun scoffed. “Are people who built themselves up from a construction background only this cultured?”

“I bet if Xia Lei dared to personally operate it, he’d become handicapped,” said a cannon expert disdainfully. “And he even named it Hellhound....