The nameless heavy machine gun, which was later named Type 81 by the boss, was well received by the soldiers as soon as it was released. On the shooting range, Zhao Hu, who had just completed the test shooting, was called aside by Section Chief Liu.

"Comrade Xiao Zhao, this time it's amazing. He designed such a light and heavy machine gun, and it has fierce firepower, so he doesn't need to bring water. He is really a good gun. But I think what's the reason why you have to stop and transfer every two to three sections of bullet links?"

"This is because when I hit fifty rounds, the barrel will heat up when I hit fifty rounds, and it will easily get stuck if I hit it. So I used the transfer of the position to cool the barrel better."

"Well, this method is good, killing two birds with one stone. In the future, I will write this method in the machine gun textbook, and the ammunition box is made into only three sections of ammunition chains. After 75 rounds, I must transfer the position!"

What Zhao Hu said is the truth. It is not because he is afraid that the barrel will overheat, but because the air holes cannot withstand the high temperature. Now there is no chromium, so he can only add some air guide crocodile made of boron. After a long time, he can't stand it. He can only use this excuse to make excuses.

"By the way, Xiao Zhao, I think the method of thorns you proposed is also a bit inadequate. The Japanese also have the upper and lower twitches. You only have one thorn in your movements. The most important thing is that there is a serious lack of bayonets in the army. Do you think you can find a way to produce some?"

A word woke up the dreamer. Zhao Hu was so angry that he almost slapped himself twice. Many Hanyang made no bayonets, and the soldiers did not have enough bullets. Once all bullets were fired on the battlefield, the rifles without bayonets were not as good as fire sticks.

"Chief Liu, I remember a very powerful bayonet, but I want to ask for your help."

"Oh, what are you going to do?"

"Please go and buy arsenic for me. The more the better. I want to use it to refine a bayonet."

"What? Use arsenic to refine bayonets? Are you thinking of your Supreme Laojun? Why do you want that thing?"

"Oh, I can't explain it clearly for a moment. In short, this bayonet needs arsenic to be made. You can buy it for me quickly."

Marshal Ye’s work efficiency was quite high. Soon, all the arsenic in all the pharmacies in Xi’an City was swept away, scaring everyone’s pharmacy owners. Who is this? Why do you use so much arsenic?

After receiving the arsenic, Zhao Hu returned all the old sleeves he had collected to the furnace, then added arsenic, and finally poured them into molds to make gray triangular bayonets.

The bayonet is still polishing, and Zhao Hu has designed a bayonet seat. Without having a big spring, he imitated the Japanese and made a small spring stuck bamboo shoot. The bayonet is fixed under the barrel and pulled it down when not in use. When you want to put the bayonet on, you pinch the bamboo shoots with your hand, pull up the bayonet, and position it. An inconspicuous triangular spine jumped to the front of the muzzle.

Section Chief Liu turned the bayonet over and over again and said, "This is also called a bayonet? There is no light at all. It's too ugly. Can it be compared to the Japanese bayonet?"

"Hey, hey, Chief Liu, be careful, don't touch your hand, there is arsenic added here!"

"What? You added arsenic to the bayonet? What are you thinking? If the soldiers get hurt by their hands, wouldn't they be unlucky?"

"It's okay, you see, there is basically no attack behind it. Just let the soldiers pay attention. And once this thing stabs into the enemy's belly, think about it..."

Section Chief Liu pointed at Zhao Hu with his finger, and was so angry that he didn't say a word, and turned around and left.

Zhao Hu didn't care. He hadn't joined the party yet, so he didn't have much punishment. He came to the smelting site and cast some small cannon barrels with a batch of steel.

When Lao Hou saw the inappropriate cannon in front of him, he was a little confused: "What is this? Cannons are not cannons, and guns are not guns?"

"Uncle Hou, don't underestimate this thing. This is a 50 small cannon designed by the Japanese. I'm afraid that the steel quality will not be as high as possible. I specially thickened and lengthened it a little. This is a weapon on the battlefield. I'll make a shell model and hit you."

Lao Lin put a small cylindrical shell into the cannon barrel. Zhao Hu pulled the rope and with a "bang", the black shell landed far away next to a machine gun position in the trench. Chief Liu was stunned: "This, isn't this a small mortar? No, if you are skilled, it will be more convenient than a mortar. Zhao Hu, is this a small cannon of the Japanese devils? Every team has it?"

"Yes, I heard from Shanghai people that little gunners like the Japanese are so powerful. No matter what weather, as long as they are targeted, they will hit 80% of the hit rate in one shot!"

"80%? In other words, as long as our machine gunner is targeted, we can kill it with one shot?"

"In principle, this is the case, but now their range is only about 150 meters, but I heard that the Japanese have a new product that has been launched, with a range of 500 meters, which is even further than a rifle!"

"What's going on? By the way, we can't prevent it, so we can also make it. Didn't you make it? This thing is simple and does not cost much material, so I'll make more. I'll report it to my superiors and let the troops draw people to practice this small cannon. You can't just be beaten and fight back, right?"

"Yes, Section Chief, in addition to this, I also thought of another way, which is to design a magic gun. At that time, we will use small cannons to attack the Japanese machine gunners, and then use the magic gun to kill the Japanese cannons. That would be the best of both worlds?"

"Sharp gun? What kind of gun is it?"

"Didn't you see me bringing a batch of small mirrors? That's what I used to install on a gun. In this way, I'll make two of them first. When the finished product is released, please come and take a look."

"Okay, you can make this magic gun with peace of mind. I'll take this little cannon to the headquarters so that they can also see it."

The barrel is a heavy barrel, which is a little longer than the 38 barrel, but Zhao Hu did not pull out the 79-caliber rifle, but pulled it into a 6.5-caliber rifle. He was afraid that the scope would be displaced when firing the 79-caliber rifle.

Of course, this rifle is made of imitating the SVD of the Northern Kingdom, but it adopts a semi-automatic shooting mode, and the magazine is loaded with twenty rounds. Anyway, the sharpshooter does not need to charge, so it is nothing to bring a magazine.

The magazine is milled, and the barrel is extended and weight increases, making the rifle weigh five kilograms. In order to reduce weight, the middle of the stock is hollowed out, and a cheek pad made of lambskin and wool is specially installed at the back.

In order to roast the gun, Zhao Hu asked someone to buy caustic soda from Xi'an and found sodium nitrite from Dingyuan. He also reacted with salt and nitric acid to produce sodium nitrate. The three solutions were mixed together to heat them. Put the gun barrel and other parts into blue, take them out and put them in cold water, soak them in soapy water, and finally treat them in hot oil. In fact, all gun barrels are also treated in this way. There was an acidic baked blue, but because there was no phosphoric acid, I had to give up.

This kind of gun took Zhao Hu a lot of thought. When it was installed with the four times Zeiss scope I bought, the entire gun showed a faint murderous aura. If the rifle is a soldier and a machine gun is a general, then this kind of gun is a lonely prince, with air conditioning and arrogant look on the heroes!

In order to enhance the lethality of the ammunition, Zhao Hu specially made some conical steel rods and stuffed them in after pouring the lead water on the warhead. Fortunately, the 6.5-caliber warhead was relatively long and there was no deviation when plugging the steel rod.

After the gun was completed, Zhao Hu did not alarm others. He and Lao Hou brought the gun to the shooting range and asked Lao Hou to put the target six hundred meters away.

Lao Hou felt it was incredible. Even the shadow of a person could not be seen clearly in these three or four hundred meters. What is the purpose of putting it so far? Do you want to rely on your character?

However, the target was standing, but Lao Hou didn't believe it. Zhao Hu had to let him put steel helmets on the target. When Lao Hou saw it, he would stay in the pit on the side of the target and watch it. Zhao Hu just smiled and didn't stop it.

After carefully observing the downwind direction and wind force, looking up at the direction of sunlight, Zhao Hu aimed at the helmet on the target and gently pulled the plate machine.

"Duwu..." The sound of a bullet hitting the steel helmet scared Lao Hou almost jumped out of the small pit, but for fear that the bullet would fly again, he had to continue lying inside and listen to the sound.

"Duwu, Duwu..." As Zhao Hu shot a gun, the helmets that were put on the target were knocked away one by one. When the last bullet was finished and Zhao Hu's voice came, Lao Hou was stuck in the pit and couldn't get up: "This, is this still a gun? Why did he hit so far?"
Chapter completed!