Nowadays, the Hongshan Ammunition Workshop produces three types of ammunition. One is No. 10 shotgun ammunition. After all, ordinary people here are a little stronger than people on the earth. They can withstand a little more recoil and can also charge a little more. Probably
Equivalent to the level of a low-profile governor.
The other type is 20mm machine gun ammunition. This thing cannot be used by normal people anyway. If it is really inserted into the barrel, one shot on the left and one shot on the right, the person can be sent to a treatment center.
Finally, there is the recently completed .50 ammunition line. Laoganma’s test machine has been built for a long time. The real limitation that it cannot be equipped with is the ability to process the receiver and the ability to eat bullets.
To withstand the wild recoil of 12.7, most of the receiver components must be cut parts. Anyway, Polu’s stamping part experiment failed. Bullets are also very deadly. The semi-automatic line can save a day’s production capacity and finish the shot in a few minutes.
, and then directly turn into a fire stick.
This made Polu feel uncomfortable: "I am a supporter of large-scale cheap equipment. Why do I produce everything in small quantities now and make it look like a decisive battle weapon? There is no future for decisive battle weaponism!"
It's not that I'm not happy, it's that I really can't make it... No one without a machine tool feels the pain of Huangya Cave.
There is actually a gap between these three types of ammunition. There is currently a lack of something specialized between 50 meters and 400 meters that can make the masses feel the technological progress, such as full-power rifle ammunition.
The representative of the full-power rifle ammunition is naturally the hand-held mobile phone. Considering that the enemies we face today are basically not slow humans. Things like bugs, from appearing at the limit of the effective range of the machine sight at about 600 meters, to rushing in
The hand-to-hand combat range only takes about 40-60 seconds. So the full-power hand-operated rotary bolt rifle was just made as a sample and placed in the warehouse.
It's impossible to get shot by queuing up. After a few rounds, you'll get them in your face. Bugs are not horses. They will go around the hollow phalanx, and they will directly hit the phalanx.
Fighting in the wild is absolutely undesirable!
Especially whether these things can be killed with one shot is another question. If you really want to use this type, you have to use at least eight large ones.
Then Polu painfully discovered that he couldn't even make a large eight-piece, and he still had an old problem, and his cutting ability was insufficient, even if it was 56 and a half. As for the lost foam precision casting to solve this problem, he couldn't even think about it.
So I simply didn’t build it and prioritized the development of support weapons. I was going to wait until my own troops exploded and directly equipped them with full automatics. But now it suddenly said, someone is going to attack? If someone supports you, arm it quickly? This is not what you expected, my friend? OK?
What about the safe hinterland of happy farming?
Besides, Bolu doesn't really want to give a full-power rifle to these people who don't know much about it.
This makes the current situation very embarrassing and cannot be solved for a while.
It's not that I haven't considered the double-barreled shotgun, but its range is limited. Although it's not afraid of infantry, according to the charging speed of humans, it will turn into a fire stick after two rounds within the range. Then it will face the cold weapons of cuirass infantry.
It was miserable. The center-folding model was not equipped with a bayonet, so it was also eliminated.
The reinforcements that came had traveled long distances by water. In addition to armor, many of them brought only an ancestral long sword. They didn't even bring a heavy blunt weapon, let alone a horse. They basically could only be used as weapons.
For infantry!
I only have a sword in my hand, so how do I deal with the cuirassiers rushing in from the opposite side? Is it better to wrestle first and then stab the gap?
So the thing we want to build this time is very simple. You shoot one round first, and then you can swing it and smash it. It is strong enough, simple to manufacture, and low cost. Then the answer is obvious. I am the world's number one in Dameng Technology! (broken sound)
The long-handled three-eye firegun looks like a mallet, but it is actually a mallet. However, when someone comes, first hit his face with a shotgun or a single-headed bullet. Are you surprised or surprised?
After punching, you can just swing it up and smash it. The existing system is easier to make a tube than a gun. After all, it is a smooth bore, and there is no need to engrave rifling. The rod blank is pushed through the hole, and the straight cartridge chamber of the shotgun is carved out. The end of the barrel is
A rotating baffle with a structure similar to that of a revolver can be fired after being locked by the sleeve. Anyway, there is no need to extract the shell and change the ammunition. After firing, it can be used to destroy the shell and remove it.
And the structure is so simple that it doesn’t even have a trigger structure! You only need to press an energy switch with your front hand to launch, and it is powerful enough to launch today’s shotguns!
Three barrels whose length is close to that of a pistol-type center-folding shotgun are evenly welded to the central steel pipe, and the head end of each barrel is clamped by two protruding prismatic steel plates, which are both protection and weapons, forming a six-blade
The structure of the hammer head.
When launching, there is no aiming by grabbing the weighted ball at the end of the rod. You can probably just aim and shoot. Anyway, after one round, it will enter the melee stage in two rounds at most. Of course, if you can endure the close combat before firing,
The effect must be good too.
"If I don't have time to make a qualified gun, then I will make a qualified two-handed mallet with a spray function. If you can withstand the machine cannon fire and charge forward, then feel the spray hitting your face and the sledge hammer.
Have fun with your head."
While Boru watched this strange makeshift weapon being manufactured continuously from the production line, his heart was filled with the joy of having his evil taste satisfied. This joy was so great that it even overflowed from his heart to the corners of his mouth.
The workers looked at his smile: "The enemies are not far away, why is the young manager so happy?"
"Maybe there is a way? These things should be it?"
"Ha, I just said he has a way. What are we worried about here?"
The originally depressing atmosphere in the spacious and bright workshop suddenly became relaxed again.
In Bashkorto, except for the aristocratic district, the city and outside have been shrouded in gloomy and oppressive darkness.
Since the entire infantry regiment responsible for maintaining public security was transferred, coupled with the connivance towards the Nazwa people, the security in the city has become extremely bad.
Every night, citizens who have no way to escape from the city or have no place to go will close their doors and windows, draw the curtains, turn off the lights, and hide in a dark corner shivering. I hope there will be no children tonight.
A thief or robber comes to find you.
Even the trading warehouses outside the city were empty. After all, the current business was not profitable enough for small traders to take risks.
"Can you do it? How long do you plan to delay it? Three weeks have passed and three weeks have passed, and it has already been three months! If we continue to delay like this, it will be winter again!"
"We're not ready yet! We haven't gotten the equipment yet, and we haven't stocked up on food yet! How do you want us to set off!"
Fierce quarrels echoed in the tall, empty, dark space.
"I think you are just deliberately looking for reasons to delay! The conditions have been given to you, so just forget it if you don't want to do it!"
"You don't understand! Once the war starts, it will turn into a full-scale confrontation between the two families. How to end the war will not be up to you! The timing is not good enough to guarantee victory in the battle!"
"That's just you. I don't care whether you win or not. I just want iron and crystal! As for whether the provider is you or the royal family, it doesn't matter to us!"
Even though he was wearing a black cloak, the middle-aged man looked luxurious in every detail and was furious: "What do you mean? Show some respect for cooperation! And, take care of your people! Don't do this in my city."
broken!"
"Hmph, do you deserve respect for your abilities?" The figure sitting in the darkness sneered and made a heavy nasal sound.
"Bashkorto, I make one last request here. Will you go or not?"
The Duke's face twitched: "Why do you order me like this! Ah? Do you really think that I am asking you to do something for me? This is a business! You just pay and I will deliver the goods. As for how to supply the goods,
You have nothing to do with it! You can leave now!"
"...?"
A huge figure stood up. He was twice as tall as the Duke. His body was thick and his arms seemed to be as thick as the Duke's waist. He leaned down and revealed an ugly, fierce face with a face from the shadow of the hood.
The fangs' big mouth and the smelly air flow hit the Duke's face, which made the shadow behind the Duke become restless, as if something was about to jump out of the air.
"And based on the current cooperation status, we need to increase the price of each unit of crystal by 15%!"
The big man paused, but he didn't make any other move. He looked at the darkness behind the Duke and just said fiercely: "We will meet again soon."
Then he straightened up, took two steps, reached out and tore the tall sliding door of the warehouse off the wall, smashing it into the dust.
He turned around and glanced at the dark outer city not far away and the brightly lit city in the central castle, then moved his tall body and disappeared into the night.
The Duke looked at the disappearing figure and snorted in his heart: "We will talk about respect and conditions when you come back later."
However, he waited in the warehouse until the sky turned white, and the tall figure did not return.