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Chapter 1783 Class use light machine gun test (2)

The boring wait didn't last long. Accompanied by the unique roar of cars, a convoy of five trucks and four cars drove to the entrance of the design bureau's large office.

But he said that for the commander of the military region, no amount of wind or snow could interfere with his enthusiasm for new weapons. Today, wearing a Cossack-style velvet hat, he got out of the car regardless of the wind and snow, and his first words when he saw Yang Mingzhi were nothing else:

I just wanted to take a look at the new gun as soon as possible.

"Ah! The new gun is in the box." Yang Mingzhi pointed, "Did you see those snow-covered canvases? Below it is the wooden box, with bullets and firearms all inside."

"Really? That's great. It seems that the current situation is a bit inconvenient."

"Yes, Comrade Commander, I never expected that you would come to the Academy of Sciences in person." Yang Mingzhi took a look around and saw that many of the old guys standing next to the commander of the military region were familiar to Yang Mingzhi. Yes,

Some of the senior military officers in the military regions also showed off their heroes at the wine table.

Today, Li Senko came uninvited. Think about it. No matter what, the Pripyat Weapons Design Bureau is a subordinate unit of the Academy of Sciences. If the design bureau has made great contributions, Lysenko can still benefit from "good leadership"

” credit.

It doesn't matter, the rest of the people are just waiting to say goodbye.

Yang Mingzhi ordered his subordinates to assist the garrison of the military region in carrying the wooden boxes containing the new guns onto the trucks. As for himself, he got into the special car of the military region commander...

Ignoring the wind and snow, Medvedev was confident in today's test. When the firearms designer himself got in the car, the conversation started.

The commander of the military region raised many questions, but ultimately they were discussing the future of firearms.

"General Berekov, have you seen the snowstorm outside?"

"Of course! Thank God, we finished the wheat harvest before the snowstorm. If it had been a few more nights, everything would have been lost."

"No! That's not what I meant." The old face of the military commander couldn't help but leaned closer to the car window, "In thirty days, Eastern Europe will also be covered with snow. We Russians may be naturally cold-resistant, and maybe General Dong will give some help to the Red Army soldiers. However,

One thing that must be noted is that the performance of all military equipment will be affected in the cold state. Dear general, are you ready?"

"Ah! Are you worried that my new gun won't withstand the cold?"

"That's what I mean. As far as I know, some factories originally made water pipes. They switched to making Mosin Nagants. The guns they made became difficult to pull the bolt in the cold state. General, if your new gun has a similar problem

, I...it’s not easy for me to explain to Comrade Stalin.”

"You are still worried about the test issue." Yang Mingzhi put on a confident attitude, "You don't have to worry at all. My new gun is quite special, even in the Antarctic and Arctic, in hot deserts, and even in mud swamps.

, its performance is outstanding. I just want to use these outstanding performances to conquer the heart of Comrade Stalin."

"I hope... I hope everything is beautiful."

At present, the existing assault rifles are still in high demand. The commander of the military region intends to take the lead in mass production. Due to the formality, this matter cannot be rushed. The range test of the assault rifle is indeed amazing, but it still lacks further testing. In today's extremely cold state

The shooting test can be said to be just in time.

The commander of the military region was both looking forward to and worried. He was particularly worried that once the gap between the so-called large bullet disc of the Soviet DP machine gun was soaked in water and frozen, there would be some obstacles to the use of the firearm. Of course, when the gun is heated, the ice and snow will

It turns into vapor. However, gun oil can turn into solid at too low temperature. At so-called too low temperature, the more complex the structure of the firearm, the greater the obstacle it faces.

Don't listen to Belekov's boasts. The commander of the military region drew a bottom line in his mind based on his own experience. The so-called new gun can jam, as long as the shooting is slightly smoother than the DP machine gun, it is enough.

To this end, he also specially ordered the casual troops to bring a debugged DP light machine gun and ten bullet trays filled with bullets.

Who is stronger and who is weaker, just give it a try.

It's the first day of snowfall, and the existing roads are already frozen solid, and the tires with iron bars are squeaking against the snow. Weather like this is definitely not a good time to drive, even for pedestrians.

It's safest to stay at home.

However, after the convoy arrived at the military camp in the suburbs, Yang Mingzhi saw that the training of the new recruits was still going on. They were still walking in line after changing into cotton-padded clothes. At the shooting range not far away, the sound of gunfire also came one after another.

The commander of the military region was quite proud of this situation: "Comrade Berekov, we are back again, what do you think? No matter the wind or snow, the training of new recruits is still the same. They must adapt to the current extremely cold weather, and soon, they will go

It’s a battlefield!”

Yang Mingzhi understood what the commander of the military region was talking about. Most of the recruits currently being trained were going to fight in the Volga River Basin, and it was also this winter. Their training in the wind and snow was just a rehearsal for winter operations.

"Okay!" Yang Mingzhi responded, "They have known how to fight in the wind and snow from the beginning. As for the invaders, it is best for them to freeze into ice sculptures in the cold, just like we defended Moscow a year ago."

"Haha, I hope a large number of enemies will freeze to death. If you are interested, I welcome you to further visit the military camp. Now, let us end the test of the new machine gun successfully."

It is still the old shooting range, at least the commander of the military region keeps saying that this is where it is.

Yang Mingzhi got out of the car. The cold wind was like a knife, and his face hurt from the cold. Because he was wearing glasses, he could resist the erosion of some snowflakes.

It is not a good thing to stay outdoors in the cold. Even the soldiers on the front line were so cold that they hid in the bomb shelters they dug themselves in the trenches and huddled up like gophers.

A group of soldiers clearly cleaned up the so-called shooting range. If Yang Mingzhi didn't know much about the previous test environment, Yang Mingzhi would have thought that this place was another shooting range.

Snow has covered the former wasteland, and the snowfall continues, making the visibility of the entire world very limited. Therefore, the traces of the previous experiments are completely covered by the snow, and only the targets placed in the distance prove that this is a shooting range.

Completely different from the overcrowded onlookers of the last test, this time there were very few people. Although the observers were sparse, each one was a senior figure in the military. Especially the military commander. As long as the military commander feels that the new gun has excellent performance

, is manufactured in Novosibirsk, so future mass production will definitely be given the green light.

The commander of the military region was so enthusiastic that he smoked a cigarette. When he saw that the soldiers had unloaded the wooden boxes from the car, he patted the snow on his shoulders and said to Yang Mingzhi: "Let's get started! It will end with victory as soon as possible.

We can still have a drink. You'll get sick from the cold in this damn place."

"Okay! Grishenko!" Yang Mingzhi shouted, "You! Instruct them to open the box wide."

For this test, the military camp did not hesitate to send out five gun testers headed by Semyonov. After all, these five people were the only ones who participated in the entire assault rifle target shooting test. They had indeed gained experience.

Since the gun testers were old faces, Yang Mingzhi was secretly happy. He first ordered people to move the new guns out of the wooden box and spread them out, and then explained to them the operating essentials of the new light machine gun at a very fast speed.

"I remember that you all have experience in operating DP light machine guns. Now that you are using a new type of light machine gun, the usage of the two is basically similar. I order you to adopt a regular prone shooting position. What kind of light machine gun operation training have you received in the past? Now

Just follow these rules.”

The words were very simple. Not only the test gunner Semyonov was a little confused, but the military district commander himself also had strong doubts.

Didn't we say that it is a modified assault rifle? It clearly uses intermediate-power ammunition. Such a light machine gun is no longer a conventional light machine gun. Is it appropriate to use the old plan for testing?

"But, is there a better plan?" Yang Mingzhi shrugged indifferently. He decided to remain unchanged in response to changes. He had an idea and came up with a seemingly reliable argument: "Anyway, on the battlefield,

Almost all types of machine gunners fight in a prone position, and the operating methods of different light machine guns are similar. If my squad machine gun achieves good results in the traditional shooting posture, then the existing machine gunners in our army will have

The ability to operate a new machine gun instantly does not even require special training."

Is it possible to suddenly use another weapon and achieve excellent performance for the first time? It is unlikely. The operator himself may be able to adapt quickly.

However, a veteran like Yang Mingzhi knows very well how to operate a squad machine gun. Today, he simply went into battle in person, regardless of whether there was snow on his body. After the sandbags at the shooting position were fixed, he climbed down directly without caring about other people's attitudes.

Legs spread apart.

It is different from the lying posture of the DP light machine gunner. Yang Mingzhi adopts a posture commonly used by snipers, that is, the body and the barrel are not in a straight line. The reason for this posture is to make the shoulders more able to bear the recoil of the gun stock.

The designer's attitude was like this, and other gun testers immediately imitated it.

There was no more procrastination, no more hesitation. Including Yang Mingzhi, there were seven gun testers in total, and Dobroff from the design bureau brought a notebook to serve as the exclusive recorder.

There are two targets in front of everyone, one hundred meters and two hundred meters.

The current snowy weather is quite common in Russian winter. Due to the plummeting visibility, it is really suitable for tank troops to conduct assaults. The German army is happy to take advantage of this kind of weather. After all, the tracks like frozen ground and snow, and poor visibility.

It also greatly limits the tactical effectiveness of Soviet anti-tank guns and other weapons. Wouldn't it be great to take advantage of the opportunity to make a surprise attack?

Therefore, the current visibility is the limit of the naked eye to clearly see the existence of a target 200 meters away. In such an environment, what about a machine gun with a killing range of 2,000 meters? If you can't see the enemy, hitting them randomly is nothing more than a waste of bullets.

Such an experiment cannot obtain the ideal data of the squad machine gun at all. What can be obtained is really only the data of the machine gun in extremely cold conditions. The data is destined to be limited, and it is also very important.

There were a total of forty drums for both types of ammunition. Yang Mingzhi thought about it and decided to do an exciting first test. After all, the number of bullets brought to the shooting range was as many as 5,000 rounds, and there were still some bullets that had not been unpacked.

There are two drums for each shooter. Because the test gunners have operated assault rifles, they are really self-taught in loading drums for the new semi-purpose machine gun. The only regret is that they still don’t know the internal structure of the drums.

, only the second reloading after playing two drums, they will definitely order the fun.

"Are all the bullets loaded? Now listen to my command, just like operating an assault rifle, aim at the target a hundred meters away, and shoot freely!"

"Fire!"

Yang Mingzhi gave the order to fire, and he was the first to pull the trigger.

Bright yellow gun flames spurted out from the muzzle, and Yang Mingzhi came up with a burst of long bursts of fire. Different time and space gave him the same feeling on his shoulders. His heart was extremely excited, and he looked at the wooden rake not far away.

It is being pierced by steel-core bullets one after another, and is crumbling under the wind and snow.

Almost all the test gunners, seeing General Berekov operating it like a heavy machine gun, also held down the trigger and did not let go. The first fifty-round drum cartridge was quickly fired cleanly.

In just ten seconds, the gunfire suddenly started and ended suddenly. Ten machine guns fired at the same time. The shocking feeling deeply touched the nerves of the military commander.

Every squad machine gun was smoking. When the soldiers ran into the shooting range and took back their targets, all the shooters, including Yang Mingzhi, had excited smiles on their faces.

Why? Everything is still the same as last time. The target paper has already been punched with dense eye-catching holes. Carefully count the holes in each target. General Berekov's target paper has the most holes, forty-two, which is the least.

That, and as many as thirty bullets hit the target.

The commander of the military region is an expert. He clearly saw that many people were shooting wildly. It stands to reason that with this barbaric shooting mode, you should not think about how many bullets can hit the target. Even if the distance is only a hundred meters, the probability of missing the target is very high.

of.

The reason is very simple. Under continuous shooting, it is difficult for the shooter to control the vibration of the firearm with his strong arms. Therefore, in order to achieve shooting accuracy, DP light machine gunners mostly fire three or four rounds in bursts. Even heavy machine gun shooters can only face the

The enemy will fire wildly when they charge with a sea of ​​people.

The bullet holes on the target paper are densely packed, and the wooden board behind it has long been changed beyond recognition. It is almost like giving it another punch and it will completely turn into high-quality firewood.

However, the commander of the military region quickly recovered from his surprise. The shooter's frenzied shooting was still very high. The reason behind it must be only a medium-power bullet.

The common feature of firearms using this type of bullets is small recoil. Look at the several test gunners, which one is not a sturdy man? Even General Belekov, when he was drinking that day, the commander of the military region knew that this Chinese was masturbating

When the sleeves are raised, the muscles on the arms are clearly visible.

A group of strong men wielding machine guns with low recoil can produce stable trajectories in strafing mode. It makes sense when you think about it.

"It looks great! General Berekov, fifty rounds of bullets shows that the problem is limited. Now how about you shooting at a target of 200 meters?"

"Of course, Comrade Commander, you must also be mentally prepared. The visibility is a bit low now. If..."

"It doesn't matter!" the commander of the military region shrugged, "Actually, it is difficult for many recruits to hit the enemy at such a distance of 200 meters. You are all veterans. In the wind and snow, your new gun only needs one-fifth of the force.

Once one bullet hits the human-shaped target, I will be satisfied."

Indeed, heavy snow is falling continuously now, but the target paper is also white. The farther the distance, the human eyes will have misunderstandings! Not to mention the German army in such a state. After all, Germany was the first to equip camouflage uniforms in batches.

Yes, under the white snow, the German officers and soldiers were all dressed in white. They lay down on the snow, and even if they were twenty meters away, they wouldn't be able to see that there was a big living person there.


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