Chapter 72 Spring Field
Frederick picked up the magic air gun that was studied according to the standard equipment requirements and began to study it. Although he had given many opinions and suggestions before, he had been writing a book in the manor recently. This is the first time I’ve seen the finished product.
This gun is about 1.2m long and quite heavy to hold. It is estimated to be 6kg, which is larger than the 56 and a half he used when he was a militiaman in his previous life. The rectangular magazine below can hold 10 warheads. There is a thumb-sized magic crystal inside the gun butt, which also leaves space for maintenance tools.
There is a safety above the trigger, which can cut off the magic circuit.
There is no opening on the receiver, and it is fixed by hexagonal buckles. Most of the parts are stamped.
The front sight and sliding rear sight look like the same thing, but a lot of data collection hasn't been done yet, and the rear sight hasn't been done yet.
There are 6 riflings inside the barrel, and data such as the twist angle must be determined through a large number of experiments.
What left Frederick speechless was that these riflings were processed by etching. The entire barrel was soaked in beeswax, and then the corresponding parts of the wax were scraped off like rifling, and then soaked in acid history. Just the acid extracted from Lyme.
As for the effect, he doesn’t know. Let’s use it first and then talk about it.
There is a purge bar under the barrel, and there is a rack near the muzzle reserved for bayonets and other accessories.
Frederick inserted a magazine full of bullets and was about to load it when he suddenly discovered two problems that everyone had ignored before.
This guy couldn't simply remove the warhead from the barrel. He could only use an Allen wrench to open the receiver, take out the jet tank, and then use a purge bar to poke out the warhead.
I don’t know if there are bullets in the chamber, I can’t tell.
Omet said helplessly: "It seems that we still have to add the handle of the jet tank."
Bruce thought for a while and said: "I don't think it is necessary. We can add a maintenance link to the insurance. Gear, open a few magic muscles around the breech and push the jet tank back."
"Not only can the bullets be pushed out with the purge bar, but also when cleaning the gun chamber, there is no need to worry about dirt falling into the jet tank."
"Copper can guide some magic elements. Can I add some magic elements to the gun chamber? A magic circuit, if there is a projectile, it will be connected, and then you will know where to place a color-changing magic crystal."
Omet thought for a while, and then nodded.
Frederick didn't say anything and let them play freely. He placed the gun on the sandbag on the table, aimed at the 50-meter target and pulled the trigger.
“Boom!”
A powerful wind element airflow spurted out from the muzzle of the gun. Frederick felt the jet tank in the receiver moving backwards, then reset it and pushed a warhead into the barrel of the gun.
He pulled the trigger again, and this time the strong sound became dull. Almost at the same moment, a warhead flew off the barrel and accurately hit the middle of the red circle on the target, sparking a wave of excitement. A cloud of lime smoke.
What surprised him was that the recoil of the gun was not large. It should be because the jet tank consumed a lot of energy when retreating.
Richard Nall's expression became serious, he patted Frederick on the shoulder and motioned for him to try it on himself.
Frederick told him how to use it and handed the gun over.
Richard Nall fired a few shots slowly at first to familiarize himself with the feeling, and then fired the remaining bullets in the magazine at the target at a position of 200 meters.
Then he changed another magazine, aimed at the target 500 meters away, and then showed the terrifying strength of a sword master in using firearms.
Frederick and the others saw from the telescope that the impact points of the first two bullets were getting closer and closer to the red circle. The impact points of the last eight bullets were all in or around the red circle, reaching the accuracy of air guns and bullets. limit.
"Very good." Richard Nall said with satisfaction, "If I lose my focus, I will suffer some losses at such a long distance."
Frederick asked with a smirk. Said: "What if it's at a close distance?"
"That's easy." Richard Nall said with a smile. "As soon as I see the position of the muzzle, I know where it will hit. Then I stare at your trigger finger. I will dodge as soon as the finger moves."< br>
Frederick picked up a 20mm double-barreled shotgun on the table, loaded it with shotgun shells, and fired two shots at the 50-meter target, until the target was filled with white smoke. "That's too much." Richard Nall smiled and took the double-barreled shotgun, followed the steps of Frederick just now, folded the barrel and loaded the bullet.
This double-barreled shotgun is a smoothbore gun. There are many types of shotguns, from single-head bullets to 9-pellet packs. The projectiles are all made of slime glue. Inside the cartridge case.
“The power of the jet is a bit too small.” Richard Nall said after trying several kinds of shotshells, “It can’t be more than a hundred meters, and it won’t work any further.”
Frederick said: "This kind of gun is specially designed for hunters and is for sale."
Richard Nall frowned slightly and asked: "What if someone learns it?" What to do?"
At this time, Diesel said: "Please rest assured, the jet tanks and some key components of these guns are made of special elemental metals, and only we can produce them cheaply now."
“If others use ordinary metals to make crossbows, they are not much more powerful than crossbows. If they also use the same elemental metals, the price will be too expensive to equip them on a large scale.”
“As long as they use the same elemental metals to make them.” We control the raw materials, and others can’t imitate them.”
Richard Nall said with satisfaction: "That's good. The formula must be kept secret. I'm afraid that other people like me will come and steal the formula."
The corners of Frederick's mouth twitched a little, and the sword It’s really hard to deal with a holy law god or something like that being a spy.
Omet, who mastered the formula, just smiled confidently and said nothing.
He picked up a folding rifle gun and handed it to Richard Nall and said: "This is one of the guns we are going to give to the militia."
Richard Naal tried After firing a few shots, which were similar to the semi-automatic airsoft gun I had just put down, I pointed at another gun on the table and asked, "Why does this gun have such a big belly?"
Frederick immediately replied: "This is also for the army. It uses the same bullets as shotguns and is specially used to deal with enemies at close range."
As he spoke, he picked up the revolver shotgun and handed it to his master. .
The barrel of this gun can hold 6 rounds of bullets, and the recoil of the jet tank causes the barrel to rotate.
“It’s very heavy.” Richard Nall finished shooting 6 rounds of bullets, “But it’s easy to use. I’m afraid the heavy cavalry can’t rush within 20 meters.”
“This kind of bullet is very heavy. Small ones too?”
What he asked about was a revolver with a caliber of 8mm, loaded with 8 rounds of Mini bullets, and a barrel half a palm long.
Frederick replied: "This is a backup gun. The jet tank is very small and installed in a cylinder. It is mainly used to protect yourself within 20 meters."
Principle Chadnall tried it at a target 50 meters away, and the bullets floated so loudly that people were speechless.
“This is not bad.” A naughty smile appeared on his face, “Make me something more beautiful, you can tell me how much it costs.”
Frederick said: “It doesn’t matter. The problem is, this kind of gun was originally not only used to equip the army, but also to be decorated with beautiful patterns and sold as collectibles.”
Then they tried the magic grenade launcher. The 50mm grenade could hit about 300 meters, but the recoil was not small. Frederick sat on the ground all of a sudden.
Frederick stood up and patted his butt, then pulled Bruce aside who was suppressing laughter.
He asked Bruce: "I plan to build the weapons workshop here, is it okay?"
Bruce immediately retracted his smile and replied: "No problem, it is also convenient to test weapons here. "
"Master, what should we call our weapons workshop?"
Frederick looked at this field of spring flowers blooming and said: "Let's call it 'Spring Field'."
(End of this chapter)