Chapter 135 Making a Gun (Part 1)

"Fatty, how did you do it?" Seeing that Guo Tailai fired three magazines in a row, and the target caller's side was full of ten rings, Captain Bai finally couldn't help it, and asked the fatty.

"It's simple!" Guo Tailai looked calm, sat up and spread his hands, and said very easily: "Good eyesight and steady hands, isn't it difficult?"

"Isn't it difficult?" Leader Bai wanted to beat up the fat man. What he said was indeed the most basic truth, but it's easy to say, how many people can do it?

"It's really not that difficult!" Fatty looked innocent, and said to Leader Bai, seemingly aggrieved, "It's much easier than peeling raw eggs with a knife. If you don't believe me, try it."

When delivering the vegetable peeling machine for the third time, the leader Bai even asked Fatty to perform another performance of scraping raw eggs with a knife in the kitchen. He had heard people from the cooking company say how amazing Fatty is. It was the first time he saw Fatty. See how good Fatty's craftsmanship is.

I have seen it with my own eyes, so Head Bai knows that Fatty can really do it. Hearing what Fatty said at the moment, thinking about the difficulty of it, Head Bai also had to admit that the stability of the hands required for aiming in a prone position is indeed much easier than scraping raw eggshells with a fatty knife . When Fatty said that, he really wasn't bragging or pretending, he really thought it was relatively simple.

But the question is, isn't it better than this? However, Head Bai really couldn't say a word that was unreasonable for a fat man, and he didn't know how to vent and express his stomach full of evil fire. Depressed, Head Bai could only grab a 95 rifle from the soldier next to him, and charged Shooting two magazines in a row at a target in the distance can be regarded as venting the evil fire a little.

The fat man ignored Captain Bai, he had already aimed at a target 200 meters away, and started shooting uninterrupted single shots one by one.

It is still the same rule. It was not very accurate at the beginning, but after the edification of the previous 100-meter target, I can directly hit the target. After slightly adjusting the shooting volume of a magazine, the fat man at the 200-meter target is still shooting with a gun. Within the Seven Rings. After two magazines, it is already within the nine rings of the gun, some of the ten rings, and some of the nine rings. There is no way, the mass-produced gun can only have this accuracy, and it is not a sniper rifle.

The surrounding soldiers looked at the fat man like a monster, they had already stopped their shooting training, and they all started to watch the fat man.

Zhao Yanyan was also among the officers and soldiers watching, but she looked at the fat man's shooting with a smile on her face. As for the stability of the fat man's hands, Zhao Yanyan is much more aware than Head Bai. With a pair of hands that can control the precision of fine machining within 0.5 microns, holding the muzzle of a gun is simply child's play.

Guo Tailai shot very quickly. It took Guo Tailai nearly an hour to shoot 400 bullets in a single shot. Next, Guo Tailai started to play the three-shot burst at the 100-meter target.

The Type 95 only has bursts, not three shots, but Guo Tailai only learned one magazine, and he can accurately control three shots in one shot. It's just an opportunity to pull the trigger.

The skill of shooting is really one way to master all methods. The skill of three-round burst shooting is nothing more than one more control of recoil and muzzle jump. After Guo Tailai played with three magazines, basically every three-round burst shot They can all be within the eighth ring.

That’s not counting, another five magazines were fired, and with the support of Guo Tailai’s perverted brain calculation ability and the stability of his hands’ control, the three-shot burst at the 100-meter target once again became within the nine rings of the gun.

Basically, at this point, Captain Bai and the onlookers have already confirmed that this fat man is a monster. The army training standard is three rounds per 100 meters burst, as long as all hit the target, it is excellent. Among the people present, the one with the best marksmanship, the one with three bursts at the 100-meter target, can only stay within the eighth circle, how can he be as perverted as Fatty?

Although Fatty only uses the prone shooting method, which is the simplest of all shooting postures, it still can't hold back his monstrous accuracy!

Fatty also knew that too much was too much, so in the next 200 meters of three-shot bursts, Fatty began to hide his clumsiness consciously, and only maintained the state of the gun on the target. The performance was not so unbelievable, but even so, it was enough to make everyone surprise.

What Leader Bai and the others didn't know was that the place where the fat man was aiming at was the place where the target was hit, but he didn't aim at the center of the target. In fact, if converted into ring numbers, the fat man still remained within the eighth ring. .

Others are amazed, but the fat man is sighing, alas, mass-produced guns, you can't expect too much.

Single shot and burst firing cost about 900 bullets. Obviously, 2,000 bullets will not be finished today. The fat man took a few magazines and tried several times in a lying position. Pull the trigger to fire a shuttle of bullets. Finish.

Of course, this was a bit of a nonsense. After only six magazines were fired, the fat man was stopped by the leader Bai. Shooting a shuttle continuously, the barrel cannot dissipate heat in time, which will cause great damage to the barrel over a long period of time. Shooting uninterruptedly for a long time is also very unprofessional. This is an army, and Captain Bai does not want such an unprofessional situation on the shooting range.

After firing so many bullets, Guo Tailai's shoulders were a little sore. No matter how correct his posture was, the recoil of more than a thousand bullets was enough for Guo Tailai to suffer. Including Zhao Yanyan, no one reminded Guo Tailai, maybe everyone was frightened by his abnormal marksmanship, and forgot about it after being shocked.

Seeing the fat man getting up and rubbing his shoulders in pain, everyone smiled knowingly. In the next three days at least, the dead fat man's shoulders will definitely be sore, numb and painful, and some will suffer. This is speaking from experience, and they are all experienced people. I believe that after this time, the fat man will know that it is not so comfortable to shoot a lot.

"Leader, let me make a list, and you are responsible for finding all the items on it." Finally, the fat man remembered his promise to head Bai after he had had enough gun addiction. Normally, if a fat man dared to make guns, it would be a serious crime to leave them outside, but Now that he is in the army, he has also got the consent of the head of Bai Tuan. No matter what he does, no one will say no.

Leader Bai readily agreed, and he was also extremely curious. He really wanted to know what so many experts meant by "extremely talented". Most of the materials for making guns are available in the Mechanical Repair Institute, but for those that are not available in the Mechanical Repair Institute, Head Bai also used his authority to urgently transport them from other places.

Hit the gun for so long? Guo Tailai did it on purpose, he saw the exhaustion on Zhao Yanyan's face, and also saw their outrageous camouflage uniforms that were scrambling and dirty, so he just took advantage of this time of shooting and exchanging experience so that they could take a little rest. Head Bai had already guessed it, but he didn't say anything.

Everyone thought that the fat man would suffer a lot at night, but who would have thought that the fat man could easily command a few nano-robots to solve his pain? As soon as he lay down, he fell into a deep sleep, and slept in a dark state. When he woke up in the morning, Daqiang's shoulder had completely recovered, and he didn't feel any pain anymore.