Chapter eight hundred and twenty first small arsenal
The arsenal has been operating for a long time, and now it has built hundreds of guns, and its quality is not comparable to that before.
Li Feng held a mullet gun in his hand. After careful gesture, he found that this gun was indeed better than the ones they had before, and it was not much worse than the original German manufacturer.
There is no need to make too many submachine guns. After all, this thing is particularly burning bullets. Although they have developed a new type of bullet, according to the superior's idea, the ammunition must be supplied to nearby troops as much as possible, and the fat man is not allowed to eat them all by himself.
However, the superiors are also very humane, and they use exchange methods to let Li Feng send out ammunition so that the arsenal will not only leave but not enter.
Zhang Guoqiang has now made steel bullets, and now there are qualified steel, so the barrel is very easy to manufacture and the quality is very good. The lifespan of a gun can be about 5,000 rounds.
After seeing the people in this cave working hard, everyone was very energetic and wanted to build some guns as soon as possible.
Making guns in assembly lines is much better than taking care of all the links one person has. At least the efficiency will be very high, and the accessories can be versatile, which is many times better than those guns that blacksmiths knocked out with their hands.
I picked up a submachine gun casually. This gun is a German series. According to the situation in the past, if they imitate it, there might be some conflicts over intellectual property issues. But now it is different. Germany has become an enemy and both sides have to fight it. It is naturally not a big deal to imitate the other party's gun.
After inserting the magazine, I pulled the bolt and looked at the gun carefully, then put it in front of me and gestured a few times. I found that the texture of the gun was similar to the original ones, and I believe the quality would not be too bad.
"I said Li Feng, you said it was half a month before. It's been a month since it's been here. Do you still want me to continue making guns for you?"
People with tempers in the arsenal are engineers, so there is no way. It is normal for people to have the ability to have a tough temper.
Listening to Zhang Guoqiang's words, Li Feng was a little helpless. He had to be busy with so many things before. Whether it was training new recruits, raising supplies from various places, fighting wits and courage with the Central Army, or fighting fiercely with the Japanese, how could he have so much time to go to this place to take a walk?
"I'm here. Your guns are all good. You can build fewer submachine guns. There is no problem with making more mullets. We can equip them with guerrillas and militias.
We still have many cadres who do not have guns in their hands, and it is not convenient to carry a big gun all day long."
The old charlatan and the big bald man had an extra hobby of stealing people. At this time, the old charlatan picked up two guns from the table, looked carefully, and then kicked him on the waist, put down his Taoist robe, and there was no sign from the outside.
If the fat man hadn't seen this old charlatan stealing a gun at first sight, he would probably have no idea that this guy had such a hobby.
The big bald man was more practical. He put the gun in his arms and then touched it. He seemed a little unbearable. Finally, he clasped his hands together and started chanting scriptures. It seemed that the gun had killed many people...
"I know this. Nowadays, the most common thing we take is bolt-action rifles. The Type 81 rifle also has certain disadvantages, so recently we are preparing to develop the second-generation rifle to make it more advantages as much as possible."
Zhang Guoqiang thought a lot. He believed that the body of the Type 81 rifle may be slightly shorter and does not have any advantage when assassinating. Therefore, two versions of rifles can be used. Infantry that needs to be assassinated should be used in long versions. As for the rifles used by cavalry and some logistics personnel, they can be shortened a little further.
The little fat man thought his idea was very good. It would be better if he could create a semi-automatic one. He could also compress the rifle belt to create some intermediate power bombs.
Both sides made a lot of opinions, and finally Li Feng asked Zhang Guoqiang to imitate the semi-automatic rifle and use the intermediate power bomb, so that their firepower on the battlefield could be much stronger.
"There is no problem with the semi-automatic rifle, but the consumption of this ammunition is a bit too high!" Zhang Guoqiang was very confident in his knowledge and practical ability. If it weren't for the disease that had been made of the disease before, he could even imitate the rifle within this year.
However, the ammunition factory is not large enough at present, and the ammunition it produces is only enough for one of their troops to use for bolt-action rifles. Other troops have to exchange for ammunition if they want.
"Then find a way to expand the ammunition factory. The bullet link must not be left behind. Moreover, our weapons are now made by all nations, and the caliber of the rifles made in the future must be unified, otherwise there will be no ammunition."
The Eighth Route Army's weapons are so varied that many troops are in chaos when fighting, and they have to pick up bullets halfway through the shooting. This is a strange thing.
The little fat man didn't want this, so he separated the guns of each unit from the beginning, and the calibers used by each unit must be unified. For example, Gu Tongfang used German equipment, while the rest of the troops used either Japanese equipment or water-contained beads from North Su, so that the ammunition supply would not be so messy.
It is a very happy thing to inspect the ammunition factory because the bullets they are now made of steel. Although they also require some copper and other metals, the consumption of copper is definitely not as high as before.
Pinched a bullet with a layer of copper on the surface, and Li Feng asked Zhang Guoqiang next to him.
"Has this ammunition been tested?"
"We have tried it. The new rifle we built uses this kind of ammunition. The barrel will last about 5,000 rounds, but this year I am confident that it will increase to 8,000 rounds.
Another thing is the bullets of the submachine gun. I slightly modified our submachine gun, otherwise the strength of the barrel would not be enough. Although this kind of steel bullet could be used, the wear of the barrel was far greater than that of the previous bullets. So when using the submachine gun, soldiers should try to bring two barrels as much as possible!"
Looking at the row of black submachine guns, the fat man couldn't help but want to try the power of these things. He picked up a few of them and threw them to the eagles who were following him, and then asked people to carry a few boxes of bullets and go to the mountain.
The big bald man didn't know what was wrong at this time, but he kept yelling at an engineer.
"Just repair it for me. My sword is inherited from the ancestors. Now he lacks a mouth. If he dies, he will not be able to see the seniors in the sect!"
The old sage's short sword had a gap when it was chopping against the Japanese. I heard that after I came back, I beat Ma Laosan up, saying that this was a warning from God to him, indicating that his disciple was unfilial.
Ma Laosan is completely confused...
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