"Where's Old Man Xi?"

"Back to the lord, the real person is out!"

It was another afternoon, and Zhu Wu arrived at the craftsman's workshop. Surrounded by the stewards and master craftsmen in the craftsman's workshop, the stars and the moon.

The person who replied to his words was the manager of the craftsman workshop and the gun workshop, Zhao Si.

At the beginning, this ordinary blacksmith who couldn't hear the thunder in his palm was now trained by Xi Yingzhen to manage the core management personnel of the two most important separate workshops.

Zhao Si also has an official position, and he is not only the smelting division of the Ministry of Industry, but most of the outstanding craftsmen in the craftsman workshop also have various official titles.

This is an unprecedented miracle, Zhu Wu insisted on giving these craftsmen official positions in the opposition of the ministers, but there was really no reward and expediency.

But the effect is surprisingly good, who takes the craftsman as a person? What's more, to do it for officials? This is better than the gold mountain, and Ze is rewarded by posterity.

For thousands of years, the official standard is not just an official position, the official represents the glory of the ancestors, represents a class, and represents the future.

These craftsmen are so tired in the craftsman's workshop that they are so tired, but when they go out of this door, they wear their official uniforms like this, who dares not to kneel.

And their children, because of the official uniforms on their bodies, will completely enter the class of official eunuchs and benefit for life.

To put it bluntly, now they dare to think about the daughter of the county grandfather's family when they are looking for a daughter-in-law! If you marry your daughter, they don't look down on any merchant landlord at all.

When Zhu Wu's will came down to the craftsman's workshop, these stout men cried like girls.

What's more, they kowtowed in the direction of the palace again and again, swearing to be the king of Han and die as the ghost of the king of Han.

The current craftsman workshop is a behemoth, because it is just on the edge of the Yangtze River, and the craftsman workshop is full of huge water-powered vehicles.

Those huge rams and drilling machines are said to be carried out by hydraulic power. Busy workers and craftsmen everywhere, roaring everywhere, down to the individual assembly line operations, make everything look orderly.

It can be said that the craftsmen of the whole south have been collected in Nanjing, and this riverside craftsman workshop is larger than the military camp of the Han army, with tall and spacious brick and wood building workshops, endlessly.

On the river are all kinds of large ships transporting supplies. Iron, coal, various metals, all kinds of armaments and people's livelihood raw materials.

This is the military lifeblood of the entire Han army, and it is also the industrial cornerstone of the future Han Dynasty.

Zhu Wu didn't understand anything except the fireworks. In the liberal arts of high school, mathematics, physics and chemistry are heavenly books for him. Players with single-digit math scores in the college entrance examination.

So in order not to show timidity, he remained silent and walked all the way with a straight face, but nodded from time to time and said some words of encouragement.

After walking for a long time and looking at it for a long time, Zhu Wu took his personal guards and Zhao Si and a few other craftsmen into an empty and spacious warehouse.

There was nothing in the warehouse, the floor was flat green bricks, and white lines were drawn, and there were targets on the ground, marked with distances.

This is the test room of the artisan's workshop.

"Bring it!"

Zhu Wu stepped on the stone slab under his feet and said with some excitement.

Zhao Si immediately came over with a musket that was somewhat similar to Zhu Wu's memory.

The gun is about one and a half meters long, with a barrel, calipers, trigger, butt, copper bar, bayonet bayonet.

The narrow musket also had a shiny fire door and metal fittings.

Flintlock pistol!

A sharp weapon in the hands of the colonists, one of the most lethal weapons in the era of queuing to shoot.

At the same time, it is the flintlock pistol that marks the complete entry of mankind into the era of hot weapons.

Zhu Wu's personal guards of the Chinese army were already equipped with hundreds of flintlock muskets, but they were all artificially drilled out of the barrels, and there were often mute fires and explosions.

"No, I'll do it myself!"

Zhu Wu waved his hand, and asked the guards who were nervous about to check the weapons to step back, and couldn't wait to take the musket.

"Don't worry, this robbery will not blow up the ground, the first batch of sample guns came out half a month ago, and they have been test-fired. Ten of them were selected at random, 160 rounds of projectiles were fired, and there was nothing wrong except that the barrel was heated and the accuracy was reduced! ”

Zhu Wutian listened to it all day, while touching the cold body of the gun with care. The construction of the musket was simple, but it tested a complete industrial base.

Without the help of steam engines and various advanced equipment, Old Man Xi commanded the craftsmen, and relied on manual hands to create them, which shows how much effort they put in.

"The barrels of this batch are all drilled out with drill bits, and only four out of every ten are qualified...."

As he spoke, Zhao Si's eyes suddenly widened.

I saw Zhu Wu suddenly carrying the gun on his shoulder, leaning forward slightly, clamping the butt of the gun on his shoulder, his head was a little tilted, and his eyes were on the crosshair.

The pose looked so powerful and oppressive that it made the hairs stand on end.

Compared with the King of Han, when others hold muskets, they are like holding burning sticks.

King Han gave him the feeling at this moment, like a musket that had been loaded and was about to be fired.

"Ammo!"

Zhu Wu quickly put away the gun and put it at his side.

Zhao Si came back to his senses and quickly took the wooden box.

"Fixed-load!" Zhu Wu smiled.

The ammunition in the wooden box is wrapped in paper and has a somewhat slender shape.

Zhu Wu picked one up, bit it open with his teeth, poured the gunpowder contained in the particles, and then stuffed the conical bullet into the barrel.

Pull out the strip and smack it a few times.

Zhao Si and the others were dumbfounded, and said in their hearts that they were worthy of being the King of Han, and they knew how to use it at a glance!

"Whew! Call! ”

Zhu Wu took a few deep breaths, clamped the butt of the rifle on his shoulder again, and looked at the target in front of him.

Bang!

The recoil from the shoulders creates a huge impact on the muscles, making the muscles tense in an instant.

In the white smoke, Zhu Wu put down the musket, and needless to say, a personal guard ran quickly towards the target ten meters away.

"Lord, hit!"

The guard pointed to a small hole in the upper right corner of the target, with a small hole in the front and a fist-sized hole in the back.

The flintlock rifle was rifled to the barrel, and the conical bullet already had some power as a bolt-action rifle bullet.

"Han Wang Divine Shooter!" Zhao Si gave a thumbs up and patted his ass.

A smile bloomed on Zhu Wu's face.

In my mind, I suddenly remembered the scene when I hit the target for the first time.

At that time, the army had just been enlisted, and the veterans were loading the magazines on the side, and the recruits were waiting in a queue for a fixed target fifty meters away.

In fact, the target fifty meters away was already very small, Zhu Wu was lying on the ground with his legs apart, staring at the target, and there was a cold metallic feeling on his cheeks.

"Ready! Put! ”

Bang bang, gunshots on the playground.

Zhu Wuping was calm, the recruits are always a little smart, and if they hit the target well, they may be praised by the squad leader, and they will be less kicked in the future.

Syllable!

Zhu Wu fired the first shot, and the huge recoil made his shoulder hurt.

Syllable!

The comrade-in-arms on the side also fired a shot, but by coincidence, the bullet casing that the comrade-in-arms rifle retreated from happened to fall into Zhu Wu's neck.

That hot feeling suddenly made him forget where the target was, coupled with the devastation of the shoulder.

Bang Bang Bang! Five bullets, love to where to go!

How many years have passed, and Zhu Wu can't forget the cannibalistic gaze of the squad leader after shooting.

"The entire squadron, just one person with all five shots off target, and it's from our class, coward!"

Bang!

Zhu Wu tried firing again, and still hit twenty steps away.

Squad leader, in this life, I'm not a coward!

Bang!

Thirty paces away, the target was also hit.

Zhu Wu put down the musket and remembered the smiling face of the instructor.

"White scolded, who is not a recruit here! It's good to be brave enough to participate in a few missions! ”

The soldiers all fought out and killed. In my previous life, I didn't have a chance to be a good soldier.

In this life, in the face of danger, I have never been cowardly!

"How much can be produced in a month!" Zhu Wu put down the gun and asked.

Zhao Si said proudly, "Two hundred and fifty strokes!" ”

"Hurry up, gather a thousand to equip my pro-army!" After speaking, he looked at the guards around him with their eyes on the muskets, "Bring the projectiles and let them have a good time!" ”

As he spoke, he turned his head and smiled at the guards, "A few of you competed, and the worst one got the worst results, so I poured the toilet for everyone for seven days!" ”

"My mother, it's wrong again!"

"Niang, I still don't believe that I can't fight!"

"Grandma, my shoulder!"

There was a lot of gunfire in the test room, and the men couldn't stop scolding.

Zhu Wu came out with a smile, "For so long, Old Man Xi hasn't come back, what about people?" Went to school? ”

Zhu Yu slowly rubbed over, "Dad, Xi Zhenren went to the street!" ”

"On the streets? Why? ”

"Eat tofu brain!"