The guns and shooting training of the militia company in the X Army ended two days later. During the past two days, Chen Zhaojun was basically thinking about things except for occasionally firing two shots. Although he saw that his younger brother was thinking, he also took some effort to comfort Chen Zhaoping, who was like this after learning that Chen Zhaojun just didn't want to play with the gun, so he had no idea and went to play with him happily.

Actually, Chen Zhaoping didn't know that Chen Zhaojun was worried. As long as there were few men who didn't like to play guns, Chen Zhaojun also liked to play, but he was in a dilemma now. The gun was fun, but he pushed his shoulders into a swelling without firing two shots. Chen Zhaojun hated this and made him miss the later small-caliber assault rifle. As long as there were equipment, it was not difficult to copy a later assault rifle, but where to find ammunition? Thinking that the whole of China used 7.62mm intermediate bullets, Chen Zhaojun completely lost his temper...

When the militiamen in the militia company stood in high spirits and returned to the military headquarters, Chen Zhaoping was squatting in the carriage to comfort Chen Zhaojun.

"It's okay. When you get older in two years, my brother will bring you to shoot a gun! Then we will tell my dad that we can even carry the light machine gun and have fun!"

Chen Zhaojun was too lazy to listen to Chen Zhaoping’s advocacy, so he turned around, changed direction, and ignored Chen Zhaoping. When Chen Zhaoping saw that this was not a big deal, he quickly gave Lin Xiujuan a wink. Lin Xiujuan nodded understandingly and began to coax Chen Zhaojun to get up...

In the next time, the training of the X Army Militia Company took three days to fish and two days to describe it as too much. Since the college entrance examination results were OK this time, I thought that if these children really got into college, they would have to leave home for a few years, and they would naturally be more relaxed as parents, so they would play whatever they wanted. However, for Chen Zhaoping, taking zha medicine was strictly prohibited.

The X Army Department has a very large logistics warehouse. The target shooting two days ago made Chen Zhaoping's heart jungle. In order to play more, Chen Zhaoping, Li Xiaobo, Yu Yonghua and others started to run to the logistics warehouse every day because they knew that every once in a while, the logistics warehouse would destroy a batch of expired ammunition. In order to be able to enjoy the guns when destroying ammunition in the warehouse, these three people helped the warehouse move this and that people carry that one every day, and were very busy. In fact, the logistics personnel in charge of the warehouse also knew the background of these guys and didn't usually have any heavy work for them. Anyway, those expired ammunitions were destroyed, so as long as they didn't hurt people, they just let them play. But they didn't expect that when these guys came home every night, they would be filled with bullets.

Just like Chen Zhaojun's problem, it was not difficult to get a gun, but the difficult thing was ammunition. In the troops at that time, guns were placed in the platoon, but the bullets were strictly controlled. As long as there were bullets, it was easy to find a gun to play with...

That night, when Chen Zhaojun was reading a book at home (he had already obtained a permit to do his homework), he heard the door of the house ringing, and then he heard the eldest brother, Yu Yonghua and Li Xiaobo and others sorting things in the room. Without thinking, this must have been some bullets coming back from the warehouse...

"No, this is definitely not a pistol bullet!" This was Chen Zhaoping's voice.

"Maybe! Maybe it's not necessarily a special-seeded bullet! Or there's not such a small caliber," Yu Yonghua shouted.

"If the pistol uses such a bullet, it will definitely get stuck! Such an ammunition body will not be able to automatically throw the shell!" Li Xiaobo also participated.

Chen Zhaojun heard strangely in another room. Logically speaking, in order to unify the caliber of standard equipment, our country basically only produced two caliber bullets. One was 9MM bullets (nonsense) used for heavy machine guns, and the other was 7.62MM bullets. Among them, 7.62MM bullets were divided into two types, one was used for ordinary rifles and light machine guns. The other was used for light hands. Chen Zhaojun vaguely listened to Chen Zhaoping and the others' argument. Did they find any new bullets? Now, Chen Zhaojun is interested.

Chen Zhaojun hurried into Chen Zhaoping's room.

When Chen Zhaoping and the others were shocked when they heard the door, they were afraid that Chen Weixiong would come back. Although it was not a big deal to bounce back, if Chen Weixiong discovered it, it would inevitably be a tragedy. Over the past few days, they had more than 1,000 bullets.

"I'm so scared. I didn't know how to knock on the door before I came in." Chen Zhaoping felt relieved when he saw that it was Chen Zhaojun. He knew that his younger brother was sure that he wouldn't say anything to Chen Weixiong.

Chen Zhaojun ignored him and searched directly: "Let me see the bullets you made up!"

Seeing Chen Zhaojun rumbling around, Chen Zhaoping and his two classmates laughed. In their opinion, Chen Zhaojun is the same as his direct younger brother, but he is smarter and more capable.

"The bullets are all here." Chen Zhaoping reached out and dragged out an ammunition box from under the bed and opened it directly. It was said that their movements were really quick. In just a short while, the bullets entered the box and were stuffed under the bed.

When Chen Zhaojun saw that they were all ordinary 7.62MM caliber bullets.

"I just heard you say there is a small caliber bullet, where is it?"

Now, the few people were surprised. Chen Zhaojun knew so much, after all, there was a room. They didn't expect that at this time, the entire military compound was quiet, let alone that the military chief would not let children enter the courtyard. They were talking so loudly, and of course Chen Zhaojun heard it.

Li Xiaobo flipped his pocket and took out a few bullets: "It's just this, I don't know what kind of gun it is for."

Chen Zhaojun smiled when he saw it. He knew this kind of bullet.

"This is an M4 carbine bullet (a few years ahead of schedule), with a caliber of 5.56MM. This is a good thing, probably it was seized. Our country does not have such weapons now."

"It turned out to be a carbine bullet, no wonder I know it." Yu Yonghua and Chen Zhaoping took a round from Li Xiaobo's hand and looked over and over for a while.

"If there is no gun, it is useless, which makes me stolen it for so much effort." Li Xiaobo cursed and threw the bullet into the ammunition box. Chen Zhaojun looked at it and found that there were still many carbine bullets thrown into the ammunition box...

This night, Chen Zhaojun couldn't sleep. He was always thinking about the 5.56MM caliber carbine bullets. He thought about the later Type 87 assault rifle and the later Type 03 assault rifle. I don't know when Chen Zhaojun fell asleep...

Early the next morning, Chen Zhaoping pulled Chen Zhaojun from the bed.

"Brother, you said we have so many carbine bullets, why don't we make one by ourselves?"

Chen Zhaoping was shocked when he heard this. However, after having the experience of making zha medicine, he said that he really believed that his younger brother could make a carbine (it turned out that my elder brother had really made a rifle that could be used to shoot single shots). However, making a gun is not that simple.

"You mean we can make our own guns? Is it okay?" Chen Zhaoping wanted to make sure first.

"Actually, it's not difficult to make a gun. Think about it, a gun is just a few parts? Li Xiaobo's father is the director of our military ordnance repair office. Then we go to the military ordnance repair office to do it. What can't be done?"

When Chen Zhaoping heard this, he found that this was really a solution. In fact, a submachine gun is not complicated. There is no place to repair the weapons.

"Let's go, let's talk to Li Xiaobo, Yu Yonghua and the others!" Chen Zhaoping began to be interested...

Two days later, everything was arranged, and Li Xiaobo successfully used the excuse of helping his home to process a few desk lamps and took over the use of the machinery processing at night. Such a thing was not a great thing for these cadres' children, so the administrator of the repair office did not think it was a matter. Besides, Li Xiaobo often followed his father to repair the office to play, operating the beds, boring, scattering, and drilling. Ordinary repairmen couldn't catch up, so there was nothing to worry about handing over the key to Li Xiaobo...

The winter vacation is about to begin, so Zhang Guimei took some time to attend the parent-teacher meeting at Chen Zhaojun's school. What surprised Zhang Guimei was that Chen Zhaojun's teacher asked Zhang Guimei as soon as she met: Is Chen Zhaojun's illness better? This made Zhang Guimei a little confused, but she didn't say it out loud, but she just made up her mind to figure out what Chen Zhaojun was doing...

At this moment, Chen Zhaojun and Chen Zhaoping were at the most critical moment. According to Li Xiaobo's intention, it was actually Chen Zhaoping and Yu Yonghua's intention. As long as a gun that can only fire carbine bullets, it would be enough to produce a Type 56 submachine gun with different calibers. But Chen Zhaojun did not do it. He understood the shortcomings of the Type 56 submachine gun. Since there is this condition, why not produce a Type 03 assault rifle? Chen Zhaojun knew about the Type 03 assault rifle. It can be said to be an upgraded version of the Type 87 assault rifle. Its performance and advantages are outstanding, and it can be regarded as a good gun. Of course, there is no need for things like grenade launchers, because even if it is finished, where can I find a grenade grenade?

After Chen Zhaojun's repeated explanations and explanations, Li Xiaobo, Chen Zhaoping and others finally understood what Chen Zhaojun meant, and it makes sense for everyone to think about it. So they showed their magical powers. Chen Zhaoping and Chen Zhaojun were responsible for the drawings, and Li Xiaobo was responsible for the processing. Yu Yonghua's task was the heaviest. He had to go to the logistics warehouse of the military headquarters to complete all the remaining 5.56MM carbine bullets in the warehouse.

Finally, after nearly half a month of busyness, the first Type 03 assault rifle was created for them! But I have to say that the gun is indeed a bit ugly. Many places can be made up for it and the weight is a little heavier. They used iron places where plastic should have been used. However, when they secretly took the gun to the edge of the reservoir and tried it, everyone found that their rifle was much stronger than Type 56. At least, even Chen Zhaojun could crawl and use this gun to shoot continuously.

The sense of accomplishment suddenly became motivation, and the place where he was originally made up was carefully processed by Li Xiaobo. It turned out that there was no place where the grenade launcher was installed, but it was also designed by Chen Zhaojun. When everyone saw that the gun became more beautiful. So no matter how it was used, it was better or not. Anyway, it was better! But everyone didn't understand why Chen Zhaojun had to spend so much effort to carve the words 03 on the butt stock...

Finally, after they fired most of the carbine bullets, under Comrade Zhang Guimei's unremitting tracking, the assault rifle became an exhibition item placed on the desk of Chen Weixiong, the commander of the army, and the political commissar.

The commander looked at the assault rifle in front of him and his eyes were almost glaring out.

"Old Chen, do you think these kids are so hard-working? In just a few days, they even made guns. With the last zha medicine, I really don't know what they can't do!"

Chen Weixiong smiled bitterly, and he didn't know what to say.

"Don't say, the guns these kids have been really good. I don't think they are worse than Type 56 at all, but unfortunately they are a little heavier." The military political commissar said. How can it not be heavy? It's a big iron block.

"Don't say it, it's actually easy to be lighter. For example, if the butt stock is made of bakery, the entire gun can be several pounds lighter, and this..." The commander is an expert in gun playing with it, and he can see the problem at a glance.

So, the highest leader of the entire X Army discussed the gun in the small conference room this morning. After two days, the remaining carbine bullets were all fired, and no one could tell who had fired it. However, at this moment, Chen Zhaoping, Yu Yonghua and Li Xiaobo should also register at the university. Until a few days after arriving at the school, the three people still had green areas on their bodies. This was the sequelae of their own gun making.
Chapter completed!