Chapter 102 World War II Sniper

Shen Ming never expected that the firearm provided by the village chief of Zhenting turned out to be a Russian-made Mosin Nagant sniper rifle during World War II! Besides, it is a brand new figure that I wrap in oilcloth without opening. The body of the gun is equipped with a rare PE optical sight, which can be magnified by 4 times, and the sights range from 100 to 1400 meters. But Shen Ming knew that this kind of rifle with 7.62 mm caliber old ammunition basically exceeded 1,000 meters, and the trajectory was guessed.

Whether it is the accessories, the wooden parts used in the gun or the ammunition in the case, it is by no means a shoddy production version. It's like two Rolls-Royces parked together, and the handmade version is always more awesome than the assembly line version.

"I don't know that the Qing Dynasty still used this kind of rifle as an antique?" Shen Ming said curiously while pulling the bolt to check the firearm.

"Actually, this is the origin of this gun...... Zhen Ting said.

It turned out that during the civil war between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party, the famous Mao Xiong country competed with the United States, and each supported its own people and horses to slap bricks on the hot land of China. Uncle Lin, the leader of the Mao Bear Country, felt that his own turtle rabbit had little chance of winning, so he secretly made eye contact with Shen Gongkai and secretly sent Qiu Bo, originally planning that even if the turtle rabbit was killed, it would not completely ruin the great ideal of the Red Celestial Empire.

That's it, Uncle Lin got a plane of various gifts, and Mei Zizi sent them over as a token of love for Shen Gongkai. Who knew that Shen Gongkai was useless, and the incident of cheating with Uncle Lin was known by the big old woman Luo lame, and he directly transferred a fighter team stationed in the Celestial Empire to shoot down Mao Xiong's plane, and the plane fell into the mountains and forests not far from Baylor Village.

Shen Gongkai knew that he was guilty of a lot of sin, and he didn't dare to speak out, so as if it had never happened, even the search team was strictly ordered not to be dispatched.

Mao Xiongguo's side also knew that he was cheating on the turtle rabbit on his back, and his face was dull when he made a big fuss, so he didn't do it.

At that time, the head of Baylor Village, that is, Zhenting's father, led a group of villagers to rescue the dying hairy bear pilot, and moved out some goods, and the rest were blown into ashes with the plane.

Feeling deeply grateful for saving his life, the hairy bear pilot transferred the gift to Shen Gongkai's father to Zhenting's father, and then the pilot died of complications, but some people say that he was addicted to the local sorghum wine and drank himself to death.

Regardless, this sniper rifle, perhaps the most exquisite in the history of World War II, became a collector's item in the Prince's Palace......

"Thanks to my predecessors for saving this gun until now, the survival rate can now be increased to 25%." Shen Ming performed the scene of loading and disassembling the gun, like a magician manipulating his magic wand, "But I still need some tools, including a grinder, a sealed tool room, and a high-temperature spray gun, laminator......"

"Do you want to open a workshop?" The corners of Xiao Yi's eyebrows twitched.

"No, I'm going to refurbish this batch of expired ammunition myself, this hardcover version of the Mosin Nagant bolt is fantastic, and with any luck, I can make it impressive enough." Shen Ming smiled.

"It's good that Mr. Shen Ming likes it, it's not too early now, why don't you two go to rest first, I will tell the housekeeper to get all the things you want tomorrow morning." Zhenting was so happy to see Shen Ming, and his heart was relieved a lot.

"You can sleep whenever you want, it's not bad for this night, I can only bother the village chief, and do my best to get what I want!" Shen Ming said "aggressively".

"I don't know how fast Mr. Shen Ming's end is done?"

"An hour." Shen Ming raised a finger.

So, Zhenting called for a call on the village committee's radio, and the whole village was busy. The east sends the furnace, the west sends the spray gun, and the manual laminating machine tool has it. Thanks to the affluence of Baylor, there are almost all kinds of tools here, and none of them are cheap stalls.

The village chief borrows something, who doesn't send it to the house with his heart and lungs? Not to mention a little tool, even if he wants the stars in the sky, the villagers who are grateful to Dade have to give him two nets.

For a while, all kinds of cars delivering things lined up outside the gate of the prince's mansion, and it was already 11 o'clock at night, and the village was as lively as the New Year.

The mountain ghost hidden deep in the dark mountain forest was also woken up from his sleep, and looked at the movement in the village through the sniper scope, "What does he want to do?" Build your own guns? "The mountain ghost saw that someone actually moved the machine tool to the palace again.

It only took 40 minutes, and Shen Ming had collected all the things he wanted, even more than he thought. Shen Ming saw that the equipment was very easy to get, so Tian shamelessly asked the village chief to see if he could get a batch of modern bullets.

This made Zhenting a little embarrassed, but seeing Shen Ming's urgent appearance, he still called the head of the police station, and it didn't take long for others to send more than 500 rounds of Type 77 police pistol bullets.

This is definitely a strict violation, but the police officers of the police station are all their own children and grandchildren of Beile Village, and the director has to call Grandpa Zhenting according to his generation, not to mention that Grandpa wants a bullet, he wants his head, and according to the rules of the village, he must also be served with both hands.

It is precisely in the village that there is such authority, 3 people died in a week in the prince's mansion, and still no one reported to the top, just because the village chief of Zhenting said that he would deal with it himself, and no one dared to doubt his authority.

Shen Ming smiled and retracted into the tool room with a bunch of tools and materials, and Xiao Yi went back to the room to sleep first, God knows what the hell Shen Ming is going to do?

In fact, what Shen Ming has to do is already extremely professional, there are only two types of firearms that determine the range and power, the gun head itself and ammunition. Although the Mosin Nagant in hand is a hardcover version, the ammunition is strictly limited by the process of more than half a century ago, and the propellant particles in the warhead are too large and there are too many impurities, which affect the accuracy of sniping.

Shen Ming's ghost dismantled the bullet of the Type 77 pistol bullet, poured out all the gunpowder in it, and replaced it with a sniper bullet used by Mosin Nagant. Both are 7.62 mm caliber, and the versatility in firing gunpowder is still feasible.

The modern process of pistol bullets has higher gunpowder flammability, and the defect that it is easy to explode in the spear is avoided after Shen Ming adds some chemical elements.

Because the particles are smaller, the arrangement density of the propellant in the cartridge case is greatly increased, so that the muzzle velocity and range of the Mosin Nagant bullet are increased.

Then, through the extraordinary skills of the grinding machine and the cutting machine, Shen Ming's processed warhead has various subvariants. Long-range sniper bullets that fly more steadily with less kinetic energy the farther they go, incendiary warheads filled with white phosphorus, long-range diffuse bullets cut into cross-patterned patterns, and precision threaded armor-piercing bullets......

The processing of bullets is a set of the most precise engineering products, which requires the most precise equipment and even numerical control to be processed. Even if it is only a half-millimeter deviation, the difference between life and death in shooting is the difference.

Only Shen Ming, who specializes in nirvana, can use his hands, eyes, and feelings to complete the precision machining that CNC machine tools can do again.

From late night to sunrise, Shen Ming finally used up 500 rounds of Type 77 ammunition to process 150 homemade sniper bullets that meet the needs of modern battlefields.

"Finished ......" When Shen Ming finished processing the last bullet, the whole person was tired and paralyzed in the corner, and the high-intensity mental concentration was far more tiring than fighting a battle.

Looking at the phone, but it was only half past six in the morning, but when the door was opened, even if there was a sunshade cloth wrap, the morning sun in the mountain had already shone Shen Ming dizzy.

There is nothing better than taking a hot bath to relieve the tension of tight muscles, and by chance, when he entered the mansion, Shen Ming saw that there was a hot spring bath in the mansion. In line with the principle that better rest can work better, Shen Ming came directly to the hot spring pool, the smoky natural hot spring with a faint smell of sulfur is not comparable to those artificially boiled hot water.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one in the early morning, Shen Ming stripped naked and jumped directly into the pool, he completely relaxed his body, closed his eyes and recuperated, and half of his face was buried in the pool water, this kind of enjoyment was beyond words.

But it was probably too comfortable, Shen Ming relaxed the slightest vigilance, and didn't notice that a figure had already walked to the door of the bathhouse, and the door was pulled open with a bang.

Shen Ming still wanted to say hello, but the next thing he stopped was the clanging sound of the spear landing. Shen Ming's eyes in the water were about to pop out, it turned out that he forgot to lock the door, and he forgot to bring a gun by his side, and he was discovered by his enemies in his previous life at such a close distance, and he was stabbed into a hornet's nest in seconds.

For now, I can only use my diving talent again, hoping to escape.

Shen Ming took a deep breath and sank directly to the bottom of the pool. Fortunately, the pond is full of smoke and the water is green, and the visibility under the water is only 1 meter.

Shen Ming instinctively slowed down his heartbeat, his extreme apnea diving record was 25 minutes, how could it be enough to take a bath, right?

Not long after that, a pair of long, wheat-colored legs crossed the surface of the water and stepped up the stone steps into the pool. It's not that Shen Ming hasn't seen bare-ass girls, but he hasn't slept before, and I believe that with his excellent concentration, he can also sit still and not mess with Liu Xiahui.

But when Mei Quanquan sat down, Shen Ming's eyes couldn't help but widen in the sulfurous water, and there was only one word lingering in his mind, "White Tiger!" ”

Years of martial arts practice have made Mei's figure extremely strong, and her muscle lines are more distinct than Xiao Yi's, but she is naturally slender and not fat, and it does not seem to be as terrifying as King Kong Barbie.

With the two points of red on his chest, as well as the special physique of the white tiger, it can also be described as a stunner in the world, Shen Ming tried hard to close his eyes and not look, but how could the essence of a sniper close his eyes when the enemy was present?

He not only has to look, but also looks very carefully, so that he can react as quickly as possible when danger strikes suddenly. However, if I look at it too seriously, the parts of the body give priority to "reacting".

"Damn, hurry up and end it, otherwise it's going to be H-text!" Shen Ming shouted in his heart.

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