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Yang Mingzhi noticed that everyone's lower plate was very stable, and the posture of raising the gun was like a rock. They don't know when they started the muzzle counterweight training, and it seems that the previous shooting training was also carried out in the counterweight state.

In this round, each soldier finished firing five rounds in a magazine. The reloading bullet is a black powder and cast iron bullet, and its chamber pressure will be much smaller than that of a normal bullet, and the flight trajectory of the warhead is also doomed to be bad.

Yang Mingzhi is now a spectator, holding a telescope and staring at the wooden target a hundred meters away. With an order from Kharkov, ten people opened fire in order.

Suddenly, those targets in the field of vision were shot one after another, and the sawdust flew sideways. Outwardly, the bullet hit rate was decent, eight out of ten hits. If these children are sharpshooters, it is because they operate inferior ammunition that leads to such a hit rate.

This result is already very satisfactory, and if all the reloaded shells have such a 100-meter hit rate, it will be completely sufficient in the special environment of forest combat.

The salvo was followed by free fire, and ten men had to run out of ammunition in the magazine.

Look at the children's steady pulls, as if they had become regular soldiers. As if mechanically pulling the bolt, the cartridge case was thrown out suddenly, and the magazine was quickly closed, and the whole action was completed in one go.

Several people aimed at the target again, and after a burst of heavy gunfire, the target not far away was flying sawdust again.

In the past, the target was also wooden planks, which are the most energy-producing materials. In fact, it is most suitable to have a target paper hanging on the target, but the paper is relatively tight now.

However, from the scattered scenes of wood chips, Yang Mingzhi also saw a little bit of the doorway.

"Rigushkov, the cast iron bullet you made is still very good, the moment it touches the target, there must have been a violent shaking, and even there is no perfect rotation in the air, so there is this excess of wood chips."

Is this criticism or praise? Look at the appearance of the deputy division commander holding the binoculars, the corners of his mouth are smiling.

This must be a compliment, and Rygushkov is very worried that this latest batch of reloaded ammunition will have such and such problems, or even simply fail. If you think it is a product that you personally supervise, it should have a very high pass rate. This time, the children acted as "experimenters", and they were not snipers, because the quality of the soldiers would also reduce the rate of bullet hits. As far as the current results are concerned, this reload is still reliable.

Rygushkov asked: "Sir! Do you think that our warhead should rotate perfectly, there should be no deviation in flight, and the trajectory must be stable? ”

"Theoretically, a good bullet must rotate steadily under the gyroscopic effect, let's say our Mosin Nagant, the bullet performance is good, and the rifling is good, so that it can hit the enemy six hundred meters away. However, this is a black powder reloader, and according to the standards of a hundred years ago, your product is indeed qualified. ”

"It's still criticism!" Rigushkov was very dissatisfied in his heart, what era was the firearm of a hundred years ago? At that time, the army of Tsarist Russia was still playing in line to shoot, and the most advanced bullet at that time was also a paper-shelled black powder bullet, and the warhead was still a lead ball.

Yang Mingzhi was still smiling, "Now you don't need to be frustrated, I think you have created a powerful weapon, although this is not your original intention." From a dialectical point of view, the elastic performance of the cast iron round head is very poor, and the chamber pressure provided by our black powder makes the whole worse, which is necessarily a disadvantage, but it is a huge advantage under certain conditions, such as now! ”

The first batch of soldiers ran out of ammunition, and the second group was not in a hurry to get on first. Yang Mingzhi ordered people to bring all the wooden targets, and all these wooden planks were neatly placed in front of the comrades in the arsenal.

"Comrades, it's your turn. Count how many bullet holes there are and measure the size of the bullet holes. Yang Mingzhi said with a smile.

At this time, all the soldiers of the youth battalion came up curiously, and there were also star fruit and Natasha here.

A child's curiosity is instinctive, and Yang Mingzhi did not stop it. Furthermore, as operators of ammunition, these people should also take a closer look at the results of the damage caused by their ammunition.

After statistics, 38 out of 10 targets hit, regardless of the number of rings, these one-square-meter wooden targets are excellent for these teenagers.

These bullet holes are also scattered, and the whole has only one feature - the bullet holes are large. After measurement, the diameter of most of the bullet holes is as high as three centimeters, and Yang Mingzhi can feel the lethality of this bullet with the naked eye, after all, if the bullet enters the target's body horizontally, it is of course much more lethal than if it rotates wildly into the body. It's like the air-tipped bullets of later generations can split within the target, but the bullets of the devils of this era are like needles that make two small holes.

"Rygushkov, now you see, your bullets are very lethal, if there is a German soldier standing a hundred meters away, such a wound is enough to kill with one shot."

He still didn't understand Yang Mingzhi's words, Riguskov scratched his head with little hair, and said: "These planks are made of trees cut down in the morning, they are wood after all, and unlike weak animal bodies, the bullet hit must be sawdust!" ”

"Nope! You haven't been at war for a long time! With such a thin plank, a standard bullet will only leave a small hole, and the situation of sawdust flying will not happen at all. ”

In order to verify whether it is a problem with wood or bullets, it is imperative to experiment with original bullets.

Yang Mingzhi shouted without thinking: "Natasha, come here!" ”

One of the guards was asked to hand over his Mauser rifle, along with the captured cartridges. The rifle is in Natasha's hands, and she is the new experimenter.

At this time, star fruit said fiercely: "Brother! You shouldn't have let her go, her shoulder has just healed and she's not yet ready for shooting training. ”

That's what I heard. "Come on, then! My dear. ”

Yang Mingzhi handed over the firearm to the star fruit again, she did not have the strong arm strength of the soldiers of the youth battalion, and she still honestly lay on the ground when operating the Mauser rifle.

Loaded with 7.92mm light pointed bullets, the target is a new wooden target 100 meters away.

Yang Mingzhi habitually squatted down and patted her buttocks. "Silly girl, my legs are honestly spread out, the recoil of this rifle is too high."

Carambola smiled innocently, she hadn't shot for a while, and some techniques and tactics were forgotten carelessly. She held her breath, knowing that the rifle's recoil was impressive, and relaxed herself and gently pulled the trigger.

The girl's whole body was shaken, and the muscles and bones of her body were like springs carrying the recoil. Yang Mingzhi raised his telescope and stared at the target in the distance, unlike the situation just now, the target was indeed hit, and a puff of smoke and dust was set off on the small dirt slope behind the target, and the target did not move at all.

There were five such shots, and she did hit them again and again, and it was enviable to maintain a high hit rate with such a small figure, and the children of the youth camp cheered.

Yang Mingzhi slowly put down the binoculars and said, "Rygushkov, now you understand!" The new planks are well hydrated and thin, and the original lead-clad steel pointed bullets will only pass through the body and leave small holes. Your reload can deal more damage to the Germans you hit than this bullet! ”

"Maybe that's true." Rygushkov saw everything through the telescope, and there were really no sawdust flying, only bullets hitting the dust on the dirt slope. In the experiment of hitting the reloading shell just now, the soil slope was as if it had not been hit.

Yang Mingzhi continued: "Now is the time for the soldiers of the junior battalion to continue training, and after the bullets are finished, we will go around the target to collect warheads. If I'm not mistaken, the cast-iron warhead has broken into many small pieces. ”