" Ahh…" Zhang Hanqing tried to use his subconscious voice and hand movements to remind Old Zhang to get him more bullets, especially rifle bullets. The two types of bullets he currently had were not suitable for rifle development.
Old Zhang's face was flushed red. He looked drunk." Oh, my son is talking to me. Look at how capable he is!”
"Alright, hurry up and wash up!" Her mother had already brought hot water. She was really a virtuous wife.
"No, my son is asking me for something. It seems that two pills are not enough!”Old Zhang was really godly.
Zhang Hanqing was overjoyed. His two little hands kept clapping together, making Old Zhang laugh.
"See? I was right. Wait for me, son. I'll get it for you now!”Old Zhang had to leave the house unsteadily, which made his mother very depressed.
His mother was soft on the outside but tough on the inside. If he was angry, it would be extremely bad for his body. In his previous life, in that space-time…
No, don't always think about that space-time problem. It's easy to confuse many things. Some can be used as a reference, but some can't.
His mother stretched out her hand and smoothed out the creases on Zhang Hanqing's brows. This made Zhang Hanqing extremely emotional.
Then, he got up and hurriedly dusted off Old Zhang's body!
"It's okay. I'm just afraid that my son will be anxious. Son…look, these are all bullets!”
In the end, the pistol bullet in her hand fell directly onto the bed. Her small hand could not hold it at all.
Zhang Hanqing also sighed. This Old Zhang really doted on him. He had drunk so much and even fell down because of a few bullets. What a pitiful parent.
Zhang Hanqing picked up the bullets one by one and began to communicate with Xiao Mi!
Amy, how was it?
Alright, wait!
Zhang Hanqing also felt that he was too stupid. Why didn't he think of this? Xiao Mi was more reliable.
Therefore, he picked up the bullets one by one and compared them with his limited military knowledge.
Then, he realized that one of the bullets had the same caliber as the revolver bullet, but the bullet head was different. He was instantly sure.
This 7.62mm caliber, 10 millimeters was equal to 1 centimeter!
Hmm, do you know the recoil produced when a bullet is fired?
I naturally understood that this was a very primitive weapon. Just by looking at the revolvers today and the external structure of these bullets, I could analyze the basic principle of firing.
That was awesome! Zhang Hanqing was worried that he would need to teach Xiaomi. He didn't expect that he would be able to understand the principle just by looking at the shape of the pistol and bullets. Ah, but what about the gunpowder inside?
Can the host disassemble it? Xiao Mi asked.
Her little face was conflicted again. Then, she lay down on her own. Xiao Mi, take it slow!
……
In the days that followed, Zhang Hanqing spent a lot of effort to remove the bullet head. Meanwhile, Old Zhang was starting to feel smug.
His insurance team had been slowly expanding. At the same time, more and more villages joined the 'insurance area'. At the same time, the nearby merchant associations were also amazed by Old Zhang's obedience.
Such a reputation had also spread out, and his reputation was not bad. Thus, the new magistrate of Braid Nation recruited him and gave him an official position!
First, he would be the leader of the cavalry, and then he would be the leader!
During this time, Zhang Hanqing finally opened the bullet head. Xiaomi could see the gunpowder and let Zhang Hanqing rub it with his fingers for a while.
Xiao Mi even asked him to put some gunpowder powder on his tongue!
Under such difficulty, he could finally begin to develop the bullet. In the end, after ten seconds, the development was completed.
A large amount of information began to appear in Zhang Hanqing's brain. At the same time, the structure diagram of a bullet appeared on his retina. He felt as if he was witnessing it with his own eyes. He was really worried that Xiao Mi would play with him one day.
7.62* 39mm? Zhang Hanqing couldn't understand the following data, including the diameter of the bottom of the bullet, the length of the various parts of the bullet body (shell), and the angle of inclination. He couldn't understand much!
He understood the bottle shape and the flange-type primer, but he couldn't understand the size and angle of inclination.
Was this suitable for the Chinese? Zhang Hanqing asked.
In fact, Xiaomi's design was influenced by Zhang Hanqing's thinking. Xiaomi was a form of technology and had its own owner. At the same time, it would be influenced by its owner. After all, its development was to serve its owner.
Xiaomi could research and develop, but it could not modify or understand its own program. This was also the limitation of aliens on intelligent systems.
Zhang Hanqing wasn't a real military fan. He was just interested in weapons, but he wouldn't record the more important data of weapons in detail. At most, he was a puppet military fan.
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