One gun costs a month, two guns half a year, and by the time Norberto makes the guns, the day lilies are already cold.

Now Gaoguang is in urgent need of new guns, and they are eager to use new guns to break armor. It cannot be said that without these two pistols, Morris cannot be killed, but without these two guns, the indoor combat capabilities of the Mad Dog Commandos are at least

Reduce it by half.

Lloyd knew very well the importance of the new gun to Gao Guang, so he didn't need Gao Guang to talk all the time, he had to help persuade.

"my friend……"

Lloyd took a step forward and whispered to Norberto: "The mad dog is waiting for the gun to be used urgently.

He's not the type to collect your works as art.

People, they have to use your works to practice, so three months is indeed too long, can it be faster?"

Norberto was silent for a moment, and then he said to Lloyd: "I work four days a week, four hours every working day, and then I can only spare two hours for my spare time creation, making a gun.

It requires at least sixty working hours. If you calculate it this way, it will take me two months and four days at the earliest. I can work overtime, so... it will take me two months to make a gun."

From three months to two months, well, the time was shortened by one-third. Norberto was very proud of Lloyd.

But Gao Guang just wanted to hold Norberto down and beat him up.

"Two hours a day to shoot?"

Seeing Gao Guang's expression of disbelief, Norberto shrugged and said, "To correct you, I set aside two hours every working day to make guns."

Yes, there are only four working days in a week, so take two hours out of each working day.

Gao Guang suddenly felt that this time could be greatly compressed. If he let Norberto work eight hours a day, he would only need a week at most to get the new gun. If he let Norberto work twelve hours a day,

Then doesn’t it only take him five days to get the gun?

Gao Guang was silent for a while, and then he whispered to Norberto: "Your main business is sculpture, right?"

"Yes."

"Is that so...do you make money from your sculptures?"

Norberto smiled and said: "Sculpture is my love and my job. Making guns is just a means of making a living. There is a difference between the two."

Gao Guang scratched his head.

Norberto waved his hand and said: "Let's start measuring the data of your hands. What are your shooting characteristics?"

"Accurate, fast, fast and accurate, accurate and fast."

Norberto took a breath and said, "I asked you to talk about your characteristics, not to brag."

Gao Guang was not angry. He suddenly said: "If we make two guns, most of the work is actually the same, such as the sleeve and the main body. Doesn't it take much less time to make two guns at the same time?"

Norberto smiled and said: "Well, you have discovered that, yes, it does not take much time to make two guns at the same time -

- times the time required for a gun

It takes 60 working hours, but the two guns only require 80 working hours, because I have ordered high-end gun bodies and most of the high-end accessories, which can save some time."

After finishing speaking, Norberto held the gun in his hand and said: "I plan to use an all-steel gun body, which can better reduce the recoil caused by high chamber pressure. Although the weight has increased, it can enhance your ability to control the gun.

In addition, the new FN Browning original magazine can hold 17 rounds of bullets, and you can also customize the extended magazine to hold 22 rounds of bullets without affecting the feel of the gun, but it will affect the condition of carrying the gun.

Can you add so many bullets? That’s no problem. The biggest flaw of the century-old gun has been made up for.

Gao Guang nodded and said, "Okay."

"The gun body is coated with NP3, which is the highest level coating material at present and has very excellent performance. When this coating is used, it will appear off-white, which is the color of this gun."

Gaoguang doesn’t know what the characteristics and performance of the NP3 coating are, but since Norberto said so, let’s use it.

"Okay, just decide."

Norberto smiled and said: "Then let's start making the grip part. There is a pistol grip made of clay. Come and try it out."

Norberto came out with two gun handle models made of clay. He held the handle of the gun without knowing the highlight. The handle was relatively hard, but it could be moved by pinching it hard. According to Norberto's instructions, two high-gloss models were made.

He held his hands and made a shooting motion.

Gao Guang himself didn't even know what was the most comfortable position for holding a gun. He had no say in this matter, but it was Norberto who had the final say.

Norberto carefully observed the state of Gao Guang's muscles when holding the gun, as well as the state of the muscles on his fingers and back of his hand. When he felt it was appropriate, he stopped Gao Guang, and then began to write a series of numbers on the handle of the gun with a marker.

"What grip material do you like?"

Gao Guang thought for a while and said: "Uh, I don't know, it doesn't matter..."

“Do your hands like to sweat, do you need anti-slip texture?”

"I sweat when I'm nervous, but I don't like anti-skid lines."

“Do you like natural materials, like how does the solid wood veneer on this gun feel, or antlers, bones? Mammoth teeth?”

Gao Guang was stunned for a moment when asked, then he swallowed and said: "I don't know, I have a 1911 with a carbon fiber patch..."

"I do not like."

It only matters if the creator likes it, not if the users like it.

Gao Guang was speechless, and Norberto said to himself: "Selected desert ironwood patches,

Anyway, the patch can be replaced by yourself. If you don’t like it, change it yourself.

alright."

After finishing writing the data, Norberto breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, now let's go to the outdoor shooting range and test fire."

Gao Guang looked at Lloyd, who smiled and said: "After this step, the data collection work is completed, and then the production begins. The barrel takes time, but the body of the gun is made first. This is the most time-consuming.

process."

Lloyd already had experience. Norberto took an experimental gun and took the high-light to an outdoor shooting range. Here he could shoot within fifty meters. At least he could let others see the accuracy of his gun.

How about it.

Highlighting a handmade Browning 1935, Norberto said: "Shooting, let me see your true level and shooting habits."

Needless to say, this step is to take the highlight and hit it, starting from the ten-meter target and hitting it in one breath.

The bullet hits the iron target and makes a tinkling sound, which is very nice.

After fourteen bullets were fired, Gao Guang was shocked and Norberto was stunned.

The common feeling between the two of them is that the other party really didn't brag!

"The marksmanship is so accurate!"

Norberto looked at Gao Guang in extreme surprise and said, "You are not bragging. I have never seen anyone who can hit so fast and so accurately!"

Gao Guang said with great admiration to Norberto: "I want to kneel down and finish the bullets. Now I know why you are called the Gun God!"

Gao Guang is good at exchanging blows in business, but now he is really sincere. After seeing Norberto's gun, he was convinced.

Norberto ignored the fancy rainbow fart that the highlight directed at him. He was still extremely shocked and said: "I found out that you didn't aim when you were shooting?"

Gao Guang nodded and said: "Yes, there is no need to aim, just hit based on feeling.

Your gun is better and more stable, so I don’t need to aim at all."

Norberto put his hand on his forehead and said with a sigh: "A gunman of your level really needs the manufacturer to pay you, but you don't have to aim, so the sight still has meaning, right?"

Gao Guang was stunned for a moment when asked, and said: "There is no need to aim within the range, and it is useless to aim outside the range, so the sight on the pistol is meaningless to me, whether it is a mechanical sight or a red dot sight, it is useless.

.”

Norberto was holding a notepad in one hand, but now he suddenly grabbed the highlight with both hands and said with excitement: "Then you don't need the sight. Remove the sight and make a hole above the muzzle.

Let the muzzle flash shoot upward and forcibly reduce the recoil, which will make your rate of fire faster!"

The highlight is a bit confusing. A pistol without a sight is not a bald gun.

Norberto said very excitedly: "If you want to shoot armor-piercing bullets, you must have high chamber pressure. The consequence of high chamber pressure will inevitably be strong recoil. Strong recoil will inevitably cause the muzzle to jump seriously, causing your shooting speed to slow down.

But by removing the sight and opening the pressure relief hole upward, you can make the muzzle of your gun rise smaller than an ordinary gun. Your firing speed will not slow down but can also be accelerated. How about that?"

No sights are needed, the slide is bare, and the front and rear sights are gone, so that when drawing the gun, it can be extremely smooth.

The biggest factor that restricts the high-light rate of fire is the range of the muzzle rise. After firing a shot

The time it takes to wait for the muzzle to drop and then point it at the target is to complete the highlight

If he removes the sight, the interval between two shots can be greatly shortened, which means the rate of fire will be accelerated.

This is the category of heavy modifications, but it is powerful, can penetrate armor, and has a fast rate of fire.

The accuracy is not affected, so why not do such heavy modification?

Gao Guang suddenly grabbed Norberto's arm with both hands and said tremblingly: "Okay! Take off the sight! A bald gun is a bald gun, I have no problem!"

Norberto was also trembling slightly. He smiled excitedly and said: "I can't help but want to see what kind of performance you can do with my gun. Well, I will work overtime for a month and a half. I will definitely give you

You do it!"

Gao Guang said without hesitation: "One week!"

Norberto's body stiffened for a moment, and then his smile disappeared.
To be continued...