Firearms and shooting training in the militia company of the X Army headquarters ended two days later. In the past two days, Chen Zhaojun has basically been thinking about things except for occasionally firing two shots. Although he saw that his younger brother had a mind, Chen Zhaoping, who had also put a lot of effort into comforting Chen Zhaojun, only did this after learning that Chen Zhaojun just didn't want to play with guns, so he didn't have any ideas, and played with him happily.

In fact, Chen Zhaoping didn't know that Chen Zhaojun was worried. As long as it is a man, there are few people who don't like to play with guns, of course Chen Zhaojun also likes to play, but he is now in a dilemma. The gun was fun, but it didn't take two shots to get a swollen shoulder. Chen Zhaojun hated this, and it also made him nostalgic for the later small-caliber assault rifles. As long as there is equipment, it is not difficult to reproduce a later assault rifle, but where to find ammunition? Thinking that the whole of China is using a 7.62mm intermediate bullet, Chen Zhaojun completely lost his temper.

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

"It's okay, when you're older in two years, big brother will bring you to shoot again! When the time comes, let's tell Dad, even the light machine gun will be on your shoulders and have a good time! ”

Chen Zhaojun didn't bother to listen to where Chen Zhaoping was preaching, so he simply turned around, changed directions, and ignored Chen Zhaoping anymore. Chen Zhaoping saw that this was not a problem, and hurriedly gave Lin Xiujuan a look. Lin Xiujuan nodded knowingly, and began to coax Chen Zhaojun to get up.

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In the following time, the training of the militia company of the X Army was too much to describe as three days of fishing and two days of drying nets. Since the results of this college entrance examination are okay, I think that if these children are really admitted to college, they will have to leave home for a few years, and they will naturally be relaxed when they become parents, so that they can play as much as they want. However, for Chen Zhaoping, it is strictly forbidden to engage in ZHA medicine again.

The military headquarters of the X Army has a fairly large logistics warehouse. The target shooting two days ago also gave Chen Zhaoping's heart to the jungle. In order to have more fun, Chen Zhaoping, Li Xiaobo, and Yu Yonghua began 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 get a little addicted to guns when the ammunition was destroyed in the warehouse, these three people helped the warehouse move here and there every day, and they were very busy. In fact, the logistics staff in charge of the warehouse also know the details of these guys, and they usually don't have any heavy work for them to do. Anyway, those expired ammunition are to be destroyed, as long as they don't hurt people, just let them play. But they didn't expect that when these guys came home every night, their entire trouser pockets were full of bullets.

Like Chen Zhaojun's problem, it is not difficult to get a gun, but the difficult thing is ammunition. In the army at that time, the guns were placed in the row room, but the bullets were very tightly controlled. As long as there are bullets, finding a gun to play with is a simple matter.

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That night, when Chen Zhaojun was reading a book at home (he had already received permission not to do his homework), he heard a knock on the door of the house, and then he heard his eldest brother and Yu Yonghua and Li Xiaobo tidying up their things in the room. Don't even think about it, this must have been a few bullets back from the warehouse.

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

"Maybe! Maybe it's not necessarily what special bullet it is! Otherwise, there is no such small caliber. Yu Yonghua shouted.

"If a pistol uses this kind of bullet, it will definitely jam! With such a projectile body, there is no way to automatically throw the shell! Li Xiaobo was also involved.

Chen Zhaojun sounded strange in another room, it stands to reason that at that time, in order to unify the caliber of standard equipment, our country basically only produced two caliber bullets. ONE IS A 9MM BULLET FOR HEAVY MACHINE GUNS (NONSENSE), AND THE OTHER IS A 7.62MM BULLET. AMONG THEM, 7.62MM BULLETS ARE DIVIDED INTO TWO TYPES, ONE IS USED FOR ORDINARY RIFLES AND LIGHT MACHINE GUNS. The other is hand-to-hand. Chen Zhaojun vaguely listened to Chen Zhaoping's argument, could it be that they found any new bullets? Now, Chen Zhaojun is interested.

Chen Zhaojun hurriedly rushed into Chen Zhaoping's room.

Hearing the knock on the door, Chen Zhaoping and the others were all startled, for fear that Chen Weixiong was back. Although it is not a big deal to come back with a bullet, if Chen Weixiong finds out, it will inevitably be another pain. For several days, they had more than 1,000 rounds of ammunition.

"I'm scared to death, I didn't know to knock on the door before I came in." Chen Zhaoping saw that it was Chen Zhaojun, and immediately felt relieved, he knew that his younger brother, he was sure that he would not say anything to Chen Weixiong.

Chen Zhaojun ignored him and rummaged through it directly: "I'll look at the bullets you came back!" ”

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

"The bullets are here." Chen Zhaoping reached out and dragged out an ammunition box from under the bed and opened it directly. I can't help but say that their movements were really swift, and in just a moment, the bullets went into the box and stuffed under the bed.

AT FIRST GLANCE, CHEN ZHAOJUN SAW THAT THEY WERE ALL ORDINARY 7.62MM CALIBER BULLETS.

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

At this time, several people were surprised, Chen Zhaojun knew so, after all, it was separated by a room. They didn't expect that at this time, the entire military compound was quiet, not to mention that the military chief's compound was not allowed to let children enter. They spoke so loudly, of course Chen Zhaojun heard it.

Li Xiaobo rummaged through his pockets and took out a few bullets: "That's it, I don't know what kind of gun it is for." ”

Chen Zhaojun looked at it and smiled. He knew this bullet.

"THIS IS AN M4 CARBINE BULLET (A FEW YEARS IN ADVANCE) WITH A CALIBER OF 5.56MM. This is a good thing, it is estimated that it was originally captured, and there is no such weapon in our country now. ”

"It turned out to be a carbine bullet, so I have to know it." Yu Yonghua and Chen Zhaoping took a shot from Li Xiaobo's hand and looked at it over and over for a while.

"I didn't have a gun to have a fart, so it took me so much effort to steal it." Li Xiaobo cursed and casually threw the bullet into the ammunition box. Chen Zhaojun took a look, and Li Xiaobo still had a lot of carbine bullets thrown into the ammunition box.

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This night, Chen Zhaojun couldn't sleep. HE WAS ALWAYS THINKING ABOUT THE 5.56MM CARBINE BULLETS. Thinking about the later Type 87 assault rifle, thinking about the later Type 03 assault rifle. I don't know when Chen Zhaojun fell asleep.

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Early the next morning, Chen Zhaoping dragged Chen Zhaojun up from the bed.

"Big brother, you said we have so many carbine bullets, why don't you make your own?"

Chen Zhaoping was startled when he heard this. However, with the experience of making zha medicine, he really believes that his younger brother can make a carbine (it turns out that my eldest brother has really made a rifle that can shoot a single shot). But making guns is not that simple.

"You mean we make our own guns? Will it work? "Chen Zhaoping wants to make sure first.

"Actually, it's not difficult to make a gun, think about it, isn't a gun just a few parts? Li Xiaobo's father is the director of our military ordnance repair station, and when the time comes, let's go to the ordnance repair station to do it, what can't we do? ”

When Chen Zhaoping heard this, this is really a solution, in fact, a submachine gun is not complicated, there is an ordnance repair station, it seems that there is nothing that cannot be processed.

"Let's go, let's talk to Li Xiaobo and Yu Yonghua!" Chen Zhaoping became interested.

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Two days later, everything was arranged, and Li Xiaobo successfully took over the right to use the machinery of the ordnance repair shop at night under the pretext that he wanted to help his family process a few table lamps. This kind of thing is not a great deal to happen to these cadres, so the administrator of the repair station did not take it as a matter, and besides, Li Xiaobo usually followed his father to the repair station to play, operating those beds, boring, planing, and drilling, and ordinary repairmen could not catch up, so there was nothing uneasy about handing over the key to Li Xiaobo.

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The winter vacation was coming soon, so Zhang Guimei took some time to attend a parent-teacher meeting at Chen Zhaojun's school. To Zhang Guimei's surprise, Chen Zhaojun's teacher asked Zhang Guimei as soon as they met: Is Chen Zhaojun's illness a little better? This made Zhang Guimei a little baffled, but she didn't say anything, but she was ruthless and had to find out what Chen Zhaojun was doing.

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At this time, Chen Zhaojun and Chen Zhaoping are at the most critical moment. Originally, according to Li Xiaobo's meaning, in fact, it was also the intention of Chen Zhaoping and Yu Yonghua, as long as a gun that could fire carbine bullets came out, and the easiest way was to produce a Type 56 submachine gun with a different caliber. But Chen Zhaojun didn't do it, he understood the shortcomings of the Type 56 submachine gun very well, since there were such conditions, why not produce a Type 03 assault rifle? Chen Zhaojun understands the Type 03 assault rifle, which can be said to be an upgraded version of the Type 87 assault rifle, with outstanding performance and advantages, and it can be regarded as a good gun. Of course, there is no need for something like a grenade launcher, because even if it is put together, where to find a grenade?

After Chen Zhaojun's repeated explanations and explanations, Li Xiaobo and Chen Zhaoping finally understood what Chen Zhaojun meant, and it makes sense for everyone to think about it. So they showed their powers, Chen Zhaoping and Chen Zhaojun were in charge of the drawings, and Li Xiaobo was in charge of processing. YU YONGHUA'S TASK IS THE HEAVIEST, HE HAS TO GO TO ALL THE PARTS NECESSARY FOR PROCESSING FIREARMS, AND BY THE WAY, HE HAS TO GO TO THE LOGISTICS WAREHOUSE OF THE MILITARY DEPARTMENT TO GET OUT ALL THE REMAINING 5.56MM CARBINE BULLETS IN THE WAREHOUSE.

Finally, after being busy for nearly half a month, the first Type 03 assault rifle was put out for them! But I have to say that the gun is really ugly, and in many places it can be improvised, and the weight is a little heavier, and where plastic should have been used, they have used iron. However, when they sneaked up on the edge of the reservoir and tried it, they found that their rifle was much stronger than the Type 56. At the very least, even Chen Zhaojun can crawl and use this gun to shoot repeatedly.

The sense of accomplishment suddenly turned into motivation, and the place that was originally improvisable was carefully processed by Li Xiaobo. It turned out that there was no place to install a grenade launcher, but it was also designed by Chen Zhaojun, and everyone saw that the gun became more beautiful. So it doesn't matter if it's used or not, it's pretty anyway! It's just that everyone doesn't understand why Chen Zhaojun has to spend so much effort to engrave the word 03 on the butt of the gun.

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Finally, after they had finished firing most of the carbine bullets, under the unremitting tracking of Comrade Zhang Guimei, this assault rifle became a display item placed on the desk of Chen Weixiong, the army commander, and the political commissar in the small conference room.

The commander looked at the assault rifle in front of him, and his eyes were about to pop out.

"Lao Chen, you said that these children are too good at tossing, right? In just a few days, they even made a gun, and with the last zha medicine, I really don't know what they can't do! ”

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

"Don't say it, these kids' guns are really good, I don't think it's worse than the 56 type, but it's a pity that it's a little heavier." The military commissar said. Can it not be heavy, a whole big piece of iron.

"Don't say it, in fact, it's easy to make it lighter, for example, the butt of the gun, if you use bakelite to make it, the whole gun can be lighter by a few pounds, and this 。。。。。。" The commander is an expert at playing with guns, and he can see the problem at a glance

So, the top leaders of the entire X Army discussed the gun in the small conference room that morning. Anyway, within two days, the rest of the carbine bullets were all gone, and no one could say who had run out of bullets. But at this point, Chen Zhaoping, Yu Yonghua and Li Xiaobo should also report to the university. Until a few days after arriving at the school, the three people still had green spots on their bodies that had not disappeared, which was the sequelae of making their own guns.

Chen Zhaojun was secretly patting his chest: Fortunately, he is still young, otherwise I really don't know if he can survive the old man's belt.

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