[2] The King of Gunners, the Birth of the AK47
Zhang Xueming spent three days and three nights in the workshop to create a satisfactory AK47.
The black gun body and brown stock, as well as the design of the gun that far surpassed this era, made Zhang Xueming unable to put it down.
The AK-47 used 7.62mm bullets.
At present, the bullets manufactured by Fengtian Military Factory were all 7.92mm.
Just to polish the 7.62mm bullets that matched the size, Zhang Xueming found three old operators and polished them for an entire day.
"Second Young Master, where are you going?”
Zhang Xueming walked out of the armory with a long suitcase.
A dark-skinned young man among the rickshaw-drivers who were waiting for work immediately came over.
Zhang Xueming recognized him.
This person was Huang Wuliu, Zhang Xueming's full-time rickshaw driver.
Although Zhang Xueming wasn't as good as Little Six, he was still the second young master of the Zhang family. It was only natural for him to have a full-time rickshaw driver.
"Grand Marshal's Estate."
"Alright, sit tight."
Sitting on the rickshaw, Zhang Xueming looked at Fengtian City seriously for the first time in the heavy snow.
He couldn't help but sigh.
Apart from the warwarlord's ideology, Marshal Zhang had an outstanding foresight that far surpassed many people.
Let's not talk about the Fengtian Military Factory, which was known as the number one factory in East Asia.
To be known as the strongest warlord of the Republic of China, other than the military aspect, the development of the economy and the private sector had already begun to take shape.
Fengtian Military Factory was not far from the marshal's residence.
Ten minutes later.
After Zhang Xueming learned that Marshal Zhang and Yang Yuting were in the middle of a meeting, he rushed into the study room, ignoring the obstruction.
"Bastard! Can't you see that I'm having a meeting with the Chief of Staff?”
Marshal Zhang was furious when he saw Zhang Xueming barge in.
A few guards lowered their heads and waited for the punishment.
"Marshal, seeing that Second Young Master is in a hurry, there must be something urgent.”
Yang Yuting smiled and tried to smooth things over.
Commander Zhang waved his walking stick, and the frightened guards quickly retreated.
"Hurry up and tell me!"
Marshal Zhang sounded impatient.
Zhang Xueming didn't mind. He walked forward and placed the box with snow on the large scale map on the table.
This scene surprised Yang Yuting.
Marshal Zhang's second son had never been so bold before.
"Bastard! I think you're looking for a beating."
Commander Zhang was furious.
She raised the walking stick in her hand and was about to hit Zhang Xueming's back.
However, just as he raised his hand into the air.
However, he froze.
Commander Zhang looked at the box in shock. He couldn't take his eyes off the strange-looking guns inside.
Yang Yuting was also dumbfounded and speechless.
Da
Shuai Zhang threw away his walking stick and picked up the gun that looked like a work of art.
It wasn't too heavy, and it felt great.
"This... What kind of gun is this?"
Commander Zhang had seen everything he shouldn't have seen in his life.
However, he had never seen a firearm of this design.
From the appearance alone, it looked a little like the Soviet Mauser rifle, but also a little like the Mosinaga rifle.
"AK-47 automatic rifle.”
"Automatic rifle?"
The concept of automatic rifles did not exist in this era.
Zhang Xueming thought about it.
He decided to express his decision in a way that the two of them could understand.
"You can also call it the AK-47 Strengthened Light Machine Gun. It's smaller, more powerful, more accurate, faster, and more durable.”
Listening to Zhang Xueming's introduction, Marshal Zhang and Yang Yuting's brains exploded.
The two of them had led the army for many years.
How could he not understand the meaning behind Zhang Ming's words?
"What about the production cost? Hurry up and say it. Motherf * cker, why are you speaking so slowly? Be careful, or I'll slap you.”
Commander Zhang was really anxious.
"A Liao manufactured Type 17 light machine gun and four or five AK-47s are no problem.”
Boom!
Marshal Zhang and Yang Yuting were stunned on the spot as if they had been struck by lightning. They couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.
Liao made Type 17 light machine gun.
In fact, it was a Japanese light machine gun copied by the Fengtian Army factory.
Less than a quarter of the cost?
Stronger firepower, more portable, higher accuracy, and faster firing rate?
Was that even possible?
As the matter in front of them was too shocking, Marshal Zhang and Yang Yuting's first reaction was whether Zhang Xueming was telling the truth or not.
The information was too explosive for the two of them to believe.
"Xueming, you are now the military overseer of Fengtian Military Factory.”
Marshal Zhang's face immediately fell.
"Marshal, if you don't believe me, come with me. Let's go to the shooting range in the mansion.”
"Alright, hurry up, Yuting.”
At this crucial moment, the Feng faction army was suffering from multiple injuries.
The Jiang family allied with Yan, Feng, and Gui to organize a second Northern Expedition. The situation facing the Feng family was not optimistic.
Marshal Zhang had not been eating or drinking for the past few days.
Every day before dawn, he would call Yang Yuting to the marshal's residence and talk for a day and a night.
However, he was unable to find a way to break out of this situation.
If what his second son said was true, then the fighting power of the Feng faction army would increase by several times, and Marshal Zhang would have the capital to fight back.
How could he not be excited?
Once this new weapon took shape, the form of war might change.
The Fengtie army would definitely sweep through the Central Plains.
In Marshal Zhang's eyes, the thing that attracted him the most about this Akka-47 was that it could easily be used in the basic units.
They would not be distributed according to their needs like the Liao manufactured Type 17 light machine gun.
As long as there was enough time.
There was a high chance that it would be like the Liao-13 rifle, becoming the basic equipment of the Feng-based army.
Marshal Zhang trembled at the thought of that scene.
Now!
The most important thing was whether the performance was as his second son had said.
The shooting range was located in the backyard.
When the three of them arrived in a hurry, they immediately dispersed all the guards.
Commander Zhang ordered.
Without his permission, no one was allowed to approach the shooting range, not even Zhang Xiaoliu and his concubines.
"Damn it, let me try.”
Marshal Zhang couldn't help but be excited and urged Zhang Xueming.
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