There was a table set up on the shooting range, with a rectangular suitcase placed on it. When Xiang Xiaoqiang saw the suitcase, his heart immediately jumped. Needless to say, he already knew what was inside.
Wang Hexiang, who was standing next to him, gestured with a smile, and Qi Shunfa's representative immediately stepped forward and opened the box with two clicks.
Sure enough, there was a shiny black firearm lying in the box. It was longer than a submachine gun and shorter than a light machine gun. It had a dark red wooden butt and a metal handle on top of the gun body. He stepped forward to Xiaoqiang and grabbed the handle.
Lift the gun out in one go.
His first impression was: The weight is okay, much heavier than the L-36, but much lighter than the Woodpecker. It is also much lighter than the original standard light machine gun of the Ming Army, the imitation Czech ZB26. It is roughly the same as an ordinary
The rifle is about the same weight, maybe a little heavier at most.
Xiang Xiaoqiang stroked the gun body and felt every convex and concave part on the surface of the gun...it didn't feel as delicate as the Woodpecker machine gun. Every part of the Woodpecker was machine-cut, and it felt very fine, like a work of art.
.And the parts that can be seen on the surface of this gun are almost all stamped and formed, and the feel is much rougher.
However, this is exactly what Xiang Xiaoqiang wants. To say that a gun is a work of art is just a description in the final analysis. After all, a gun is a weapon, a tool, and a consumable that is used in large quantities on the battlefield. When meeting the functions, try to reduce the cost as much as possible
Cost and production time are king. And the precision of all mechanical products, whether guns or vehicles, is inversely proportional to reliability. The simpler the structure, the more difficult it is to operate, and it will be rough on the harsh battlefield.
With use, it becomes less likely to cause problems in various windy, sandy, rainy and snowy environments.
Over the past year or so, Xiang Xiaoqiang has thought many times about what Ming Dynasty’s first automatic rifle should look like. For some reason, shapes similar to MP-44 and AK-47 always appear in his mind, as shown below
There is a curved magazine. But now I see that the style of this gun is different from MP44 and AK47. The magazine is not curved, but straight. Coupled with the upper metal handle, the whole
The straight-line shape is not like the Warsaw Pact style, but more like the NATO style.
Overall, the appearance is very beautiful.
The representative from Qi Shunfa looked at Xiang Xiaoqiang's face and was relieved when he saw Xiang Xiaoqiang's satisfied expression. First impression is very important.
Xiang Xiaoqiang raised the gun, took a closer look at his face, then put it down by the handle, holding it vertically in his hand to test the weight and balance. It was pretty good, the front and back were well balanced. Then he put on the strap and slung it over his shoulder.
I tried it on my chest, on my waist, and on my back in various positions. The overall feeling was good and very comfortable.
"Okay," he said, "let's fire live ammunition."
Xiang Xiaoqiang said, taking off the gun and handing it to Wang Hexiang. Wang Hexiang took it, took off the empty magazine from the gun, took a full magazine from behind and loaded it, pulled the bolt, and loaded the gun.
During this time, Xiang Xiaoqiang took off his general's coat, put on his canvas training uniform, and put on his steel helmet. He reached for the gun, put it on his back, and walked forward like an ordinary soldier.
After a few steps, I felt that I was in the shooting position.
This is a fifty-meter target. The target reporting soldier in the distance shouted "Ready" through a loudspeaker, then leaned over and hid in the cement trench.
Xiang Xiaoqiang held his breath, stared at the target in the distance, suddenly raised the gun, took aim close to his face, and pulled the trigger.
"Da da da da da da..."
There was a series of ear-piercing explosions, the muzzle of the gun floated upward, and the bullets flew to nowhere.
Several people next to him looked at each other, feeling extremely embarrassed.
Xiang Xiaoqiang pulled the trigger and said with a smile:
"Haha, I haven't shot a gun in a long time. It was purely an accident. I'm sorry..."
Then he pressed the button on the table. The soldiers behind the target in the distance saw the signal, got out of the trench, ran to the target, took a look, then turned around and shouted through the loudspeaker:
"One shot has 5.5 rings! The rest missed the target!"
Representative Qi Shunfa's face turned red and his lips moved twice. He was just about to say, "Sir, you should shoot in bursts." Xiang Xiaoqiang started to fumble for himself. He saw a small wrench on the side of the gun, which was probably a single shot and a continuous shot.
It was coming, so I pushed it.
Immediately afterwards, he raised the gun again and signaled the target reporting soldier to hide. Then he put the gun to his face, squinted one eye, took aim for a long time, and pulled the trigger.
"Pah——!!!"
A crisp gunshot echoed over the shooting range. The muzzle of the gun was slightly raised, and a few wisps of smoke came out.
Xiang Xiaoqiang pressed the button on the table. The target reporting soldier in the distance came out again and shouted through the loudspeaker:
"7 rings!"
At this time, several people around him breathed a sigh of relief. Representative Qi Shunfa's face also returned to its normal color and he grinned:
"Sir Xiang, you are really good at shooting!"
Xiang Xiaoqiang laughed:
"A must."
Then, he adjusted the shooting mode to continuous fire and fired a few bursts. The results were much better than the first time.
Qi Shunfa’s representative stepped forward and said with a smile:
"Sir, the greatest advantage of this product is its accuracy. Medium and long-range firefights can completely suppress enemy rifles...Sir, 50 meters is not enough to show its advantages. Please go to the 150-meter target and try a few more shots!"
Wang Hexiang was startled, thinking 150 meters? Aren't you making a fool of yourself? He just wanted to smooth things over, nodded to Xiaoqiang and said with a smile:
"Okay, it's just what I want. But it's only 150 meters, and I can't do it. Yan Bin!"
Wu Yanbin behind him took a step forward:
"have!"
"You will fight later."
Wu Yanbin's hands had been itchy for a long time, and he immediately replied loudly:
"yes!"
A group of people got into three officers' cars and drove to the other end of the shooting range. The target here was further away and looked smaller. This was a 150-meter target.
Xiang Xiaoqiang handed the gun to Wu Yanbin. Wu Yanbin lay down on the mat, took a brief aim, and pulled the trigger.
"Pap-pap-pap" fired ten single shots. The target was reported in the distance.
But this time, instead of using a loudspeaker, a field phone was used. The voice of the target reporting soldier came from the microphone:
"Five shots are 9 rings, three shots are 8.5 rings, one shot is 8 rings! One shot is 7.5 rings!"
Xiang Xiaoqiang said in surprise:
"Damn! So accurate?!"
Representative Qi Shunfa next to him was also very happy. Wu Yanbin stood up and frowned:
"Oh, Sir, please don't praise me... This gun is not as good as a rifle. My subordinates use rifles with a range of 150 meters and nine rings. This gun... it feels almost like the Czech style... it is not as accurate as the Czech style."
Xiang Xiaoqiang nodded, very satisfied. He knew in his heart that this was not a rifle, but an automatic rifle. The accuracy certainly cannot be compared with that of a rifle. The Czech light machine gun itself is also a light machine gun and is famous for its accuracy.
It is known as the best light machine gun in World War II. Let alone catch up with the Czech type, if this automatic rifle can be close to the accuracy of the Czech type, Xiang Xiaoqiang will be very satisfied.
From what Wu Yanbin said, even if this gun is not as accurate as the Czech gun, it is not too far behind.
Xiang Xiaoqiang ordered behind him. After a moment, a soldier brought an L-36 submachine gun. Xiang Xiaoqiang handed the submachine gun to Wu Yanbin:
"Yan Bin, try hitting it with this a few times."
Wu Yanbin smiled:
"Sir, aren't you making fun of your subordinates... How can this gun hit such a far target?"
Xiang Xiaoqiang smiled and said:
"Just try. Play to the best of your ability. If you can reach 8 rings, I will reward you 10,000 Mingyang."