Yan Bing pushed everyone away, took out a few packs of gunpowder from a box with the words "Six", and then grabbed a few bullets at the end. He came to a rifle, raised his hand, and dismantled the wooden frame as if it was torn a note, and took the gun into his hand in a few seconds...
A group of craftsmen were stunned...
I always thought she was a craftsman...
I didn't expect that it was a gorilla...!!
A few craftsmen, look at me, and I look at you, no one dares to come forward to stop him.
Yan Bing held the gun, held the machine spring, opened the flip cover, stuffed the firing bag and the bullet. With a slap in the cover, the machine spring made a crisp click and the loading was finished.
Just as I was about to aim, I felt that shooting a wooden target was useless, so I opened the flip of the gun again and placed it on the ground to prevent fire from happening.
Turning around on the table, I picked up a set of steel scales, handed them to a craftsman, pointed to the farthest target and said, "Tie the scales on it, my country's Duke try the power."
Just saw Yan Bing's feat of tearing the wooden frame with his own eyes, how could this man dare to hesitate at all?
He picked up the scales and ran over as fast as a flying speed. He quickly tied the scales and ran back like a flying method. He flew back and forth at a distance of 800 meters, and the speed was as fast as it seemed to have stimulated its greatest potential...
I was so tired that I sat on the ground, gasping for breath.
The craftsmen came forward to express their sympathy and condolences to him...
Yan Bing didn't care, but just thought that this craftsman was working very well and secretly praised it in his heart.
When this shooting range was built, Yan Bing considered that he would test the heat weapons and artillery in the future, so he deliberately extended the site as much as possible.
A depth of 1,500 meters and a width of 40 meters.
She was not very satisfied with this, but considering the limited funds, she could only do this first.
The target was set up by the craftsmen when testing the composite crossbow. The farthest one was only about 400 meters away, which was not enough for this gun.
But even at this distance, the bullet will be affected by dust, sidewind and downward arcs, and then deviate. So no matter how far away you are, you can only find a master-level gunman to test it. Yan Bing cannot do it.
I licked my fingers and tested the wind direction, breeze, and southeast.
While calculating in my mind, I slightly adjusted the muzzle to the left, held my breath and pulled the trigger!
There was a loud "Bang-!!!"
The bullet came out in response to the sound, drawing an arc that was lowered to the right and hit the target in one fell swoop. After penetrating the target, the bullet hit the wall on the right again, stirring up waves of smoke and dust.
Yan Bing knew that this was a jump caused by the deformation of the bullet after the bullet penetrated the scales. It was normal. Then he loaded it again, fired it again, and hit it again.
I kept firing all the bullets and firing medicine on the ground before I took off the gun, and it seemed that I was not satisfied yet.
A group of craftsmen were stunned again...
This distance...
Unstoppable shots...
He's still a sharpshooter!!!??
They were stunned for a while before they reacted and applauded.
Yan Bing smiled and said disapprovingly: "I don't know how many shots the live targets outside the gate. Can a dead target still not hit? You're too much trouble."
A simple sentence was filled with a strong smell of blood, blowing everyone stupidly, all of them as quiet as a cicada...
But Yan Bing's next words almost exploded the sky spirit cover of some craftsmen!!!
"As for the drawings of this gun... I have to trouble you to send them to the workshop in the northwest of Beijing, so my country's Duke won't interfere much."
After Yan Bing finished speaking, he smiled slightly and silently looked at the expressions of everyone.
Some people looked puzzled, some were puzzled, but there were three people with pale faces and panic...
He is worthy of being a craftsman... It's really simple and clear... With a random test, the answer will be written on his face!
Yan Bing laughed so much that he raised his hand to point to the panicked people and said loudly: "You, you, and you, you three are coming closer, and your country's official has something to say."
After saying that, he turned around, walked to the corner of the shooting range, found a bench, and sat there quietly.
These three people looked at me and I looked at you. Their faces were gloomy. They lowered their heads and walked slowly to Duke Ding, and then knelt down.
Yan Bing asked in surprise: "What do you mean by everyone?"
The three of them knelt on the ground, and no one spoke...
Yan Bing then smiled and continued, "Since ancient times, loyalty and righteousness are in a dilemma. You are all loyal and patriotic people. How can my Duke blame you? This time I pointed it out to let you go back and tell other colleagues that there is no need to suppress the indifferent stone in your heart. Your Majesty trusts my Duke to tell me clearly, and my Duke also trusts Your Majesty, so naturally I will not do anything to you. Get up quickly."
After Yan Bing finished speaking, he looked at the three of them and was still kneeling on the ground, as if he hadn't heard it.
Yan Bing immediately became a little impatient, and stomped his feet suddenly and shouted: "Stand up for me!!!"
The three of them were frightened and then quickly got up, but they still bent over and lowered their heads.
Yan Bing looked at the three of them like that and became angry, and his tone became stiff.
"Do you don't believe in my country's Duke? Or do you think my country's Duke is so stupid that I falsely spread the holy intention! I almost stopped the little thoughts in your heart! I don't know how much the princes and ministers have fought! Don't even think about yourself! Is it necessary for my country's Duke to play with you those false things!??"
Although Yan Bing said this very badly, the truth was obvious. The three of them gradually thought about it and slowly raised their heads.
Yan Bing snorted coldly and said, "You are so sensible! You are far inferior to me! But in terms of craftsmanship, my country's Duke is far inferior to you! So, I said this today, just to let you focus on your work in the future and reduce unnecessary losses! That's all, please ask the three of you to convey to others for your country's Duke!"
After Yan Bing finished speaking, he slowly stood up. He had just taken a few steps and felt that he had said something heavier. He then turned around and returned, and continued to say to the three of them in a gentle tone: "Don't care what you have done before, it depends on your future achievements. However, those with talented people must treat you equally and take it as soon as possible. You... should encourage yourself."
After saying that, he ignored the statements of the three of them, turned around and walked to the door of the shooting range, and ordered several other craftsmen: "Tell Director Fang that in the future, mass production will be carried out according to the dose of No. 6. Be sure to pay attention to safety. You continue to test and tell me after you get the limit number."
Seeing everyone nodding in agreement, he turned around and went to the wooden box, put a large handful of gunpowder bags into his left cuff, and then a large handful of bullets on his right cuff. Finally, he carried the rifle he had just tried on his shoulder, said goodbye to everyone, and walked out of the shooting range.
This thing is so fun!!!
I have to go to the palace to invite a reward!!?
Isn't someone paying for the money to open the school?