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66, Sword, Shield, Musket, and Spear Re-form Team 1

Yang Fan relaxed physically and mentally and had a good sleep.

I was woken up by the noise outside the window in the early morning. I got up and stretched.

Pushing open the window facing the city, I saw that the Zuoziying and Youziying had arrived and were forming teams downstairs.

Meanwhile, Mo Zui was loudly scolding them to stand in order, and at the same time announced the gains and losses of yesterday's battle.

"Do you all recognize that little bastard named Chuangzi? Yesterday, he disobeyed orders and was shot to death by Jiannu. And that Wang Baiyi, who refused to retreat even after paying for his money, was hacked to death by the cavalry for showing off his heroism. Why do I tell you every day,

All actions must be subject to command. If you decide to leave your team on the battlefield, you will go to the toilet with a lantern and look for shit. Remember, you must advance and retreat with your team, and you must act according to the orders of your superiors. Don't make your own decisions."

Yang Fan smiled, Mo Zhui always behaved proactively, he didn't need to be instigated, and he gave full play to his subjective initiative.

"Mingyan, go and call those carpenters and foremen." Yang Fan turned around and said to Mingyan.

Several old men were brought.

"Proprietor, why did you ask me to come here?"

"I have a drawing here. Let's see if it can be made. How many can one person make in a day?" Yang Fan said and showed the drawing of the wooden part of the 98k rifle to the three old carpenters.

"Hey, this picture is so detailed that people can understand it at a glance, but I don't know these characters." Craftsmen in this era were basically illiterate, and it was normal not to be able to read, let alone recognize letters and Arabic numerals.

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"These are the dimensions, let me tell you. Just use walnut wood, which is available everywhere here."

Old man Zhang looked over it over and over again and said: "This requires walnut wood that has been dried in the shade for many years. If it is not wet enough, it will crack and become unusable. And there is no ready-made wood in this village."

"Is there any way?" Yang Fan asked.

"Well, there is a way, but I dare not say it."

"But it doesn't matter."

"This hundred-household official hall is made of fine beech wood, which is several times better than walnut wood. Moreover, the beams and columns are all over a century old and have dried out long ago. The wood is stable and is most suitable for the gun stock that the proprietor said.

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Yang Fan didn't expect that this old guy's idea was to demolish a house or a municipal government building. It was quite like a sketch from later generations.

Don't worry about the immediate situation. As long as people can save their lives and the house can be built again, don't sacrifice your life rather than your wealth. That is the most stupid behavior.

"Okay, tear down the official hall and see how many you can make in a day."

"Fifty carpenters, twenty are experienced carpenters, and thirty are novices. It's no problem for the experienced carpenters to do ten in one day, and it's no problem for the novices to do five. Three hundred and fifty in one day."

Yang Fan thought about it, this speed is fine.

"Okay, let's do it immediately. I will arrange for special personnel to prepare the required iron and wood, and I will not delay you. Start doing it now. You make one first and let me take a look. If there is no problem, I will start in full. If there is any problem, I will modify it.

Start again once it’s finalized.”

"Here!"

A building of more than two hundred years, the Baihu Official Hall was built in the 23rd year of Hongwu. In the horrified eyes of the officers and soldiers of the Baihu Institute, the official hall was demolished to pieces. It was a little sad for a moment. This official hall symbolizes the belonging of all soldiers and civilians.

, is our common home.

"Why are you all crying and mourning? When the bandits are defeated, we will rebuild better." Yang Fan said loudly.

"Here!"

An hour later, a brand new 98k gun stock was made. Due to the rush, it was not even painted. Yang Fan looked at the beautiful wood grain on it and couldn't put it down. Lao Zhangtou's craftsmanship is so good. It is almost exactly the same as the drawing. The beautiful lines

The shape is pleasing to the eye and very comfortable to hold.

Grooves were made on the top according to the shape of a nine-section repeating gun. Yang Fan installed a disassembled nine-section repeating gun into it. Then he fastened five iron buckles. The buckles looked very strong after being stuck.

.However, you must conduct shooting experiments to know whether it is reliable or not.

"According to the owner's requirements, this buckle can be opened and locked very conveniently. It only takes five breaths to replace a barrel."

The entire gun looks much longer than the 98k. The 98k gun is about one meter long. The barrel part is 600 mm. The nine-section repeating gun is 1000 mm long. In this way, the entire gun length reaches 1.5 meters. If the long gun head

After it is installed, it will be 300 millimeters longer. The entire gun will reach 1.8 meters in length.

This is already taller than most soldiers. It is definitely long enough for a bayonet or something.

The handguard under the barrel can be gripped well, it is not easy to take off, and the hand will not be burned by the barrel. It looks like a modern rifle.

Yang Fan came to the school grounds with a few carpenters. The soldiers who were training quickly got out of the way. The grinding table arranged the targets.

A distance of ten meters.

Yang Fan put the butt of the gun on his shoulder. He was the only one who knew how to shoot with this kind of gun butt.

He held the handguard in one hand and leveled the gun. Since it was against his right shoulder, it was easier to aim with his right eye. The nine openings for the fuse were all on the right side. Yang Fan used his free right hand to touch the fuse from front to back.

Then blow out the fuse and light the fuses one by one from the beginning.

boom!

The first shot was fired smoothly, and the recoil was not bad. My shoulders shook back and my body swayed slightly. This gunpowder is indeed not very powerful.

The lead hole on the right also emitted a stream of smoke.

Bang! The second shot came out.

This time two holes spurted out a stream of gunpowder smoke.

Bang,! Bang ‘! Bang!

All nine shots were fired in a row. At the ninth shot, the nine holes on the right side all spewed smoke horizontally to the right side. The smoke was filled for a while.

Yang Fan choked and coughed several times.

Fortunately, my head is on the left side of the gun. Otherwise, I would have suffered a lot.

The 98k design is still good, and the ignition hole is at a safe enough distance from the eyes.

But Yang Fan also quickly discovered two problems.

First, there is no crosshair, making aiming difficult.

Second, the ignition hole sprays flames and smoke to the right. In a dense formation, it will have a certain impact on the shooter on the right. Fortunately, the distance between the front and rear is enough so that the face cannot be burned. However, the hand holding the gun guard in front may

If you get burned, it's best to wear gloves or something, otherwise it will be quite painful if you get burned by the sparks.

Yang Fan explained the problem.

"This is simple. Find a tinsmith and make a tin. What exactly does the front sight look like?"

Yang Fan took the paper and drew it with a pen: a front sight at the muzzle of the gun and a rear sight at the end of the barrel. The three points formed a line.

"Master, this thing is good, it's so accurate," Mo Zui said excitedly.

The other officers also picked it up and shot several times each.

Yang Fan also improvised and imitated the stabbing skills of later generations and performed several movements, which won everyone's applause.

"Let's finalize it like this. Do it now. Make five hundred first."

The industrial design of later generations is very beautiful. People of this era can also feel that a good weapon must be very beautiful. Its appearance conforms to the principles of natural science and has its own sense of beauty.

Everyone couldn't put it down, you passed it on to me and I passed it on to you, and they couldn't bear to put it down.


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