Maxim Heavy Machine Gun!
Good boy!
You're trying to scare me to death!
Marshal Zhang widened his eyes and dug his ears, thinking that he had misheard.
A hundred machine guns? Five hundred rifles? And…heavy machine guns?
The other brothers also looked at each other.
His face was filled with disbelief.
"Kid, you can't joke about this kind of thing.”
Old Zhang said seriously.
Zhao Xuechao didn't explain.
"If you don't believe me, just follow me to the Munitions Factory to take a look. It's a good time to see the power of the weapons."
Old Zhang looked at Tang Yulin and Zhang Zuo.
Then, he nodded.
Then, they followed Zhao Xuechao to the Munitions Factory.
They arrived at the Munitions Factory.
At this moment.
Old Zhang and the rest of his brothers realized that the arsenal had expanded to twice its original size.
All the workers had a clear division of labor and carried out their work in an orderly manner.
"Be good."
Tang Yulin looked around and touched everything as if he was Grandma Liu.
Zhao Xuechao led the group to the armory.
The weapons that had been manufactured during this period of time were all neatly stacked in the warehouse.
They were neatly placed dozens of meters away.
There were eight Maxim machine guns in front, and more than 500 rifles and 100 light machine guns at the back.
The Maxim heavy machine gun at the front had a black barrel and a rough appearance.
He had captured the hearts of a few Northeastern men.
Soldiers more or less had an inexplicable liking for weapons.
Even if some people did not want their wives, they would still want a few more machine guns.
"Damn it, this machine gun looks really powerful!”
Tang Yulin hugged the Maxim machine gun, his face full of satisfaction.
The other brothers discussed animatedly.
"I've never seen so much equipment in my life!”
"I've never seen this kind of machine gun before. It looks really beautiful.”
"That's right. The machine gun is very similar to the blueprint that Xuechao showed us last time.”
……
Old Zhang was not as excited as his old buddies.
Instead, he looked at Zhao Xuechao.
"Xuechao, did you rush to make these during this period of time?”
Zhao Xuechao rubbed his eyebrows.
"Old Zhang, if you don't believe me, take out a machine gun and try it.”
Old Zhang had yet to reply.
Tang Yulin had already replied.
"Try!"
"Let's try it now!"
……
Not long after.
The few of them arrived at the training ground.
Middle-rank rifles, light machine guns, Maxim machine guns.
The three weapons were arranged in a row.
Zhao Xuechao introduced them one by one.
"Zhongzheng Rifle, using standard 7.92mm Mauser bullets, excellent performance.”
"Compared to the Japanese's 38th Cover, the only shortcoming of the Zhongzheng is the recoil. However, the single-shot rifle is not affected by the recoil, and the weight increase of the entire gun is not obvious, so it is not a shortcoming at all.”
Listening to the explanation,
Tang Yulin could not wait to test the gun.
Peng, peng, peng!
Three gunshots later.
The target in the distance on the practice field was hit.
Tang Yulin looked at the rifle in his hand in surprise.
"This rifle is indeed like what Changqing said. The recoil is not small, but a single-shot rifle can completely ignore this characteristic.”
Zhang Zuoxiang looked at the distant target with binoculars and said,""And its accuracy is much better than the Japanese's 38.”
"I hit the bullseye on those targets!”
"This thing is much stronger than the Liao Thirteen we made ourselves!”
Regarding the analysis of the two of them.
The rest of the brothers couldn't wait to give it a try.
Finally, after everyone tried.
The overall evaluation of the rifle was very strong.
Zhao Xuechao was not surprised at all.
This was expected.
" A light machine gun."
"The advantage is that it's light and soldiers can easily move it.”
"The disadvantage is that each magazine can only hold twenty bullets.”
Twenty bullets?
Everyone frowned.
The magazine capacity was a little low.
Machine guns were a very powerful weapon on the battlefield.
If they couldn't continue to suppress the enemy with firepower.
The machine gun was useless.
Just as everyone was frowning, Zhao Xuechao continued.
"However, after our experiments, if it was a skilled shooter with the help of the assistant shooter, the entire process of changing the magazine would only take less than a second.”
In less than a second!
If that was really the case, then the disadvantage of having a small magazine capacity was almost non-existent.
And don't forget.
The light machine guns were carried by the soldiers.
Think about it.
There was a moving machine gun position on the battlefield.
Just thinking about it made one's scalp go numb.
It was definitely the enemy's nightmare.
Old Zhang nodded in satisfaction.
"This kind of weapon is suitable for our Feng army. If we really fight a war, let every soldier carry one and fight at any time!”
Everyone present had fought in many battles, big and small.
One had to know.
On the battlefield, other than firepower, there was another important thing.
That was agility!
If a machine gun company or a machine gun battalion were to come.
They could fight at any time and retreat at any time. They could go wherever they needed to increase their members.
Just two words. Agility.
It was completely feasible!
The eyes of the few old fellows gradually lit up.
"Let me say this first, our brigade wants fifty of these so-called light machine guns.”
Tang Yulin said decisively.
Zhang Zuoxiang, who was beside him, was a little unhappy.
"Hey, Second Brother, why are you so shameless? You don't even take us seriously.”
"That's right. How can you, Tang Erhu, take all the good things? I want fifty too!"
"Old Tang, what you did was wrong. We're all brothers. If we want to split the equipment, we have to split it equally.”
……
Everyone wanted good things.
Especially weapons and equipment.
Even if they were brothers, they had to distinguish clearly.
He saw that everyone was about to fight because of the machine guns.
Marshal Zhang stood up and said.
"Look at what you're doing. Xuechao is still beside you. You're a joke to the juniors!”
"The Munitions Factory hasn't collapsed yet. As long as we have the materials, we can rebuild it at any time.”
He was scolded by Old Zhang.
Everyone reacted.
They straightened their bodies and returned to normal.
He watched as the older generation of Northeastern masters played around.
Zhao Xuechao was amused.
Just this?
They were about to fight?
If they saw the Maxim machine gun below, they would probably cut each other on the spot.
……
Tang Yulin glared at Zhang Zuoxiang, who had just kicked him.
His gaze fell on the most powerful heavy machine gun.
"Xuecheng, what's the situation with this Mark Qin heavy machine gun you mentioned?”
Zhao Xuechao began his introduction.
"Maxim heavy machine gun, caliber 11.43mm, weight over 50 pounds, recoil automatic mode, water-cooled barrel.”
"It has a capacity of 333 rounds and is supplied by a 6.4-meter-long canvas belt. The belt can continue to fire at a theoretical rate of 600 rounds per minute!”
The Maxim machine gun could be said to be the pinnacle of this era.
This was a machine gun that was almost at the level of a cheat.
Not to mention the early years of the Republic of China.
Even during the later period of the war, it was the standard for every unit.
"How do I use this thing?"
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。