Pavlov couldn't help but be stunned, because Kong Rui's shooting method was too rough, what combat rate of fire was not combat rate of fire, Kong Rui didn't even care about the pipe, and directly pulled the trigger to the end, and used the maximum rate of fire to operate the machine gun.

It was the first time Pavlov saw this kind of shooting, and he couldn't help but wonder if he was dazzled, so he quickly rubbed his eyes, only to find out that it was not his eyes that were wrong, but that Kong Rui really did it.

This man is also ...... Too...... It's ......"

Pavlov didn't make a big deal for a long time, he just felt that Kong Rui was simply smearing the shooter, where was this shooting, he was simply looking for abuse.

It was not only Paplov who was also shocked, but everyone else present also gasped in unison at the moment when Kong Rui pulled the trigger, the machine gun can shoot continuously, but it can't be hit regardless of it, otherwise not to mention the internal parts of the gun, the barrel will not be able to withstand such a high frequency of impact in the first place, once it is blown up, it is nothing, if it hurts someone, it is not good.

So whether you recognize Kong Rui or not, everyone present will invariably exclaim: "Kong Rui is crazy!" ”

Kong Rui is naturally not crazy, on the contrary, he still feels a little unpleasant, others don't know, but he knows best how the pipe cold forging machine transformed by Bai Yi with the precision forging machine is a thing against the sky.

Before undertaking the trial production of the barrel of the DP-27 light machine gun, he and Bai Yi had successfully imitated the barrel of the barge gun, and after testing, the barge gun with the imitation barrel created by the cold forging machine increased from the original 3,000 rounds to 12,000 rounds.

It was a fourfold increase, so much so that Kong Rui, who was in charge of the target test at the time, scrapped the two shell guns, and the imitation barrel was still intact.

Because of this, Kong Rui is full of confidence today, and at the same time, he is also glad about his own opportunity, if it weren't for Chen Yaoyang, Ren Xudong and others because of the overwhelming black materials, they couldn't work with peace of mind, and he, a veteran who had only participated in the Liberation War but had no culture, would not have stood out so quickly.

The times create heroes, this is a sentence that Bai Yi often says to Kong Rui, Kong Rui, who is not highly educated, does not understand the profound meaning of the twists and turns, but he has absolute confidence, and he is the real hero at today's shooting range.

It's just that Kong Rui, who feels good about himself, doesn't know that in the eyes of most people at the moment, he can't even be compared to a hero, even a bear, because no one would shoot in such a stupid way.

Repin laughed out loud unscrupulously, taking this as the biggest joke, and talking to the people next to him with a smile; After a brief moment of astonishment, Pavlov shook his head disdainfully, folded his arms around his chest, closed his eyes and took a nap; Huang Liancheng supported his forehead with his hands, only feeling that his face had been lost by Kong Rui and Bai Yi, and his face was so ugly and ugly.

Only Kempf's dark blue eyes glanced at Bai Yi, who had always looked the same as usual, from time to time, revealing a thoughtful expression.

Just when everyone was indifferent, mocking, regretful, or sympathetic that there was no suspense in this competition, and they were all waiting for Bai Yi's barrel to be scrapped, there was a sudden crisp sound of "dong ~~" in the shooting range, and then a thick white smoke slowly rose from the DP-27 light machine gun.

"Haha, it's blown up, their barrels are blown up, they're ...... Belch...... It's ......"

Seeing this, Repin stood up excitedly and shouted gloatingly, but he was only halfway through his words, as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer, and he could not say half a word.

Because he saw that Kong Rui wore heat-insulating gloves to remove the barrel of the smoking DP-27 light machine gun, installed it on another intact machine gun, and immediately pulled the bolt to re-pull the trigger.

Repin's eyes were as wide open as brass bells, as if he had seen a ghost, and it took a long time to blink his sour eyes and exclaim: "This ...... This...... How is this possible? The mechanical structure of the guns is all broken, why are their barrels still in good condition? ”

Everyone present was wondering about this question, but Repin asked everyone's words, there was no way, the scene in front of him was too weird.

It stands to reason that with Kong Rui's brutal shooting method, it has long been close to the theoretical rate of fire of 600 rounds \ minute, and under such a high-frequency impact, even the original Soviet barrel cannot last 2,000 rounds, not to mention the barrel imitated by Bai Yi, it is already a miracle to exceed 2,000 rounds.

Paradoxically, Bai Yi's barrel is not only close to the upper limit of 2,000 rounds, but also the barrel is still intact when the firearm itself cannot withstand it and is damaged.

The information revealed in this, the people present still didn't understand, it was not that the barrel imitated by Bai Yi was too bad, but that it was surprisingly good, so that the gun itself was consumed and crippled, and the barrel was still not problematic.

Seeing this, the area where the Soviet experts were located suddenly quieted down, and the relaxed and comfortable expression just now became extremely dim, on the other hand, on the other hand, the Baiyun Factory was guarding the clouds and seeing the moon, sweeping away the previous decadence one by one, and becoming vibrant.

Even Huang Liancheng, who was very optimistic about Bai Yi before, no longer lowered his head and pretended not to see, but stared at Kong Rui's shooting action with blazing eyes, as if the gunshots were beautiful music, which made him fascinated.

If there is still calm among the people present, then in addition to Bai Yi, there is only Kempf, who has been watching coldly, he seems to have expected this result, and his indifferent expression reveals a little understanding, and then looks at Repin's eyes, it becomes indescribably banter.

At this time, Repin had long lost his previous calmness, and with the sudden gunshot, his face gradually turned red, as if the sound of the gun was a loud slap in the face, and his face was red even if he didn't want to be red, and finally in the next moment, Repin couldn't bear it anymore and exclaimed: "It is impossible for their barrels to last to five thousand rounds, yes, it is impossible!" ”

As if grasping some kind of key to victory from this self-comfort, the panicked Repin calmed down in a blink of an eye and immediately nodded: "Even with the existing industrial capacity of the Soviet Union, it cannot reach this level, let alone China, which is completely backward, unless the gods come, it will never be possible!" ”

"That's right, Comrade Repin, I agree with you!"

Pavlov opened his eyes at some point, nodded in agreement with Repin's words without hesitation, and other Soviet experts saw Paplov speak, and their hanging hearts instantly calmed down.

You must know that the main achievement of Pavlov who became an excellent expert in craftsmanship was to increase the service life of various types of barrels, so his words are equivalent to an authority in the field of barrel manufacturing.

However, as soon as Paplov's confident words came out, the shooting range on that side burst into white smoke again~~, and then he heard Kong Rui angrily scolding: "What kind of broken gun is Lao Maozi's big plate chicken?" It's only 3,500 rounds and it's fucking ruined, it's not even as good as a barrel, and it's a shame to have a fucking face and say it's a classic! ”

When Pavlov heard this, his chest churned, and a mouthful of old blood almost didn't spurt out!

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