"How many rifles are there?"
Zhu Shengkai asked.
"Your Majesty, 100 bullets and 50,000 bullets.”
Li Si replied.
"Very good."
Zhu Shengkai walked over and picked up a Leenfield rifle from the box.
Leenfield Type 4 Rifle.
It was also a very famous weapon in World War II. It was the standard rifle of the Empire of the Sun Never Sets.
This rifle had a caliber of 7.7mm, a total length of 1130mm, a barrel length of 641mm, and a weight of 4.11kg.
It had a capacity of 10 rounds, a muzzle velocity of 744 meters per second, and an effective range of 915 meters.
Since the birth of the Leenfield Gun Clan, until the 21st century, they had produced more than 71 million guns.
It was the most produced gun in the world after the AK family.
Although it was also a hand-operated rifle, not a semi-automatic one, the number of production showed the excellent reliability of this rifle.
Moreover, the Leenfield rifle had a famous operation method, which was called the Crazy Minute.
When Leenfield used the split bolt to unlock, he only needed to rotate it 60 degrees, and the travel was very short.
He used his thumb and index finger to clamp the bolt, then used his middle finger to pull the trigger.
The rifleman could pull the bolt and pull the trigger like crazy.
If one did not consider hitting the target, a trained rifler could shoot out all ten bullets in a few seconds. This was not the limit.
This firing speed was comparable to a semi-automatic rifle.
But this was a bolt action rifle.
When a squad of ten riflemen used this technique at the same time, they could instantly burst out with the firepower of a submachine gun and directly suppress the enemy!
"Kacha!"
A crisp sound rang out. Zhu Shengkai pulled the bolt and took out a magazine from the ammunition box beside him. He inserted ten bullets into it.
He loaded the gun and aimed it at a tree about 100 meters away.
"Bang!"
A dull gunshot rang out.
Zhu Shengkai raised his eyebrows, but he couldn't see if he had hit it.
However, Wei Xian immediately ran over and then sprinted a hundred meters over. He cheered at Zhu Shengkai,"Lord Wansui is truly divine. He hit the target from a hundred steps away!”
Zhu Shengkai was too lazy to see if he had hit the target or not. Wei Xian's flattery was not bad.
He said to Wu Zhi, who was beside him,"Immediately arrange for a portion of the Embroidered Uniform Guards to be equipped with this weapon and undergo training.”
Another person said to Li Si,"Don't leave the remaining materials behind.”
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Wu Zhi and Li Si bowed at the same time.
At this moment, Jiang Ye found Zhu Shengkai and said,""Your Majesty, please follow my daughter to make a fitting military uniform for you. We need to carefully measure your physical data.”
Zhu Shengkai nodded slightly, indicating for her to wait. He said to Wu Zhi,"Quickly organize the new Embroidered Uniform Guards into an army.”
"The military system will follow the original Great Ming military system, but there will be some changes.”
As he spoke, Zhu Shengkai gave Wu Zhi the military system of the Ming Dynasty that he had written the night before."Look at this."
Wu Zhi took it and read it.
The new military system that Zhu Shengkai designed was still the original military system of the Ming Dynasty. There were not many changes.
Time was limited now. He would wait until the future to design a new Ming military system.
This was only a temporary military system.
The most basic unit was a small flag. There were nine ordinary soldiers, one deputy flag officer, and one small flag officer.
A total of eleven people.
After that, there was a general flag, and each general flag had five small flags under it.
Set up a general flag officer and a deputy general flag officer.
A total of 57 people.
Originally, it should be a hundred households, but Zhu Shengkai changed it slightly and changed it to a flag team.
Each flag team had five flags.
Set up a lieutenant deputy flag team and a captain flag team leader.
A standard Daming Flag Squad had 287 people.
It had not been established yet.
After all, there were only a thousand people in Great Ming.
And this was only a temporary system. It followed the ancient system of the Ming Dynasty, with some slight changes.
When Big Ming developed in the future, he would definitely have to change.
Wu Zhi received the order to reorganize the 1,000 Embroidered Uniform Guards.
Zhu Shengkai followed Jiang Ye to the textile factory and used the equipment there to measure his physical data.
He customized a military uniform for himself.
"My military uniform doesn't need to be too flashy. It's enough to be similar to an ordinary officer's.”
Zhu Shengkai said to Jiang Ye, who was measuring his body data.
Jiang Ye measured Zhu Shengkai's shoulder width, waist circumference, and arm length without changing her expression. She smiled and said,"Yes, my daughter."
Today's Da Ming was also continuing to develop.
The arsenal and the textile mill were still operating.
The factories that far surpassed this era were activated. Rifles and sets of standard military uniforms were manufactured.
The Ming army was also training with weapons.
Meanwhile, 200 kilometers south of Xindu, Los Angeles.
Los Angeles in this era was far from the prosperity of the later generations.
The population was no more than 10,000.
There were also many wooden houses.
Cowboys with revolvers on their waists and lever rifles on their backs could be seen everywhere on the streets.
Not far away, at the Santa Monica Pier, many ships came and went. People of different races and skin colors came here.
Gold diggers from all over the world chasing their dreams filled the city.
There were Anglo-Saxons, Kate Ailan, Germanic people, Gauls, and even people from Qing and Japan.
A horse carriage passed by, and the horse pulling the carriage stood on the street, dropping feces.
No one cared.
Standing on the third floor of a hotel, Mr. Robar looked at the city. He sighed in his heart. The western part of the US Federation was a barbaric place, but it was also a place full of opportunities.
"Exaggerate, exaggerate, exaggerate, exaggerate!"
Suddenly, a group of fast horses rushed into the street and stopped at the entrance of the hotel.
"Mr. Luo Ba! Mr. Luo Ba!"
The gun-wielding, hat-wearing cowboy quickly barged into the hotel.
The loud sound of leather boots stepping on the stairs showed that this person was anxious.
"What's wrong, Peter? I often tell you to be gentlemen. We are gentlemen from England, and we are different from these country bumpkins from the US Federation.”
"Be a gentleman."
Mr. Robar was wearing a tall hat, a monocle under his towering brow, a tuxedo, exquisite leather boots, and a cane in his hand.
"Mr. Robar, there's a problem with the railway!”
"On the railway 30 miles north of Santa Barbara, those damned Qing people rebelled and killed all the armed forces and white miners of the railway!”
"This happened yesterday.”
Peter said anxiously to Mr. Robar.
"Dammit…"
Anger flashed in Luoba's eyes, but he still managed to control his expression. It was just that he looked a little gloomier.
"How many people do we have in Santa Barbara?”
"Have they moved out?"
"There are still 20 of us in Santa Barbara, but there are more than 100 people from the Qing Dynasty who are rioting. They even killed our guards on the railway.”
"The people from Santa Barbara didn't move, fearing that something unexpected might happen.”
"Peter, bring thirty more of our people! Also, find the sheriff of Los Angeles and ask him to send out 20 police officers to meet up with our people in Santa Barbara. Find those damn yellow-skinned monkeys!”
"Capture the leader and kill everyone else.”
"I want to take the leader to Los Angeles and hang him in front of all the monkeys of Qing Kingdom!”
As Roba spoke, it was already difficult for him to show his anger. The Staff of Civilization in his hand suddenly hit the floor, making a dull sound.
"Mr. Robar, isn't it too much to mobilize 70 people?”
"We still need people to maintain this place in Los Angeles, right?"”
"Humph, to be able to kill more than ten armed guards, those Qing monkeys must have some tricks up their sleeves, but I want nothing to go wrong!”
"Seventy people is a lot, but it's a safe win! Go!"
Luo Ba laughed coldly, a trace of viciousness flashing in his eyes.
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