Colt's "Python" revolver is a classic pistol, but Qin Lang has only seen it from others, but he has never used it. After 1993 www.biquge.info the Colt company stopped mass production of the "Python", and all those who wanted to own it could only buy second-hand goods or order them from the gun factory at a higher price.

Of course, Qin Lang would not do such a thing. Firstly, he did not have a good impression of the Colt company, he never bought the firearms it produced, and secondly, he was not so bored; Thirdly, the purchase and use of rifles cost him most of his money; Finally, he was also not very interested in pistols with a caliber of less than .40 inches.

His favorite pistol was the .45 caliber M1911, and it was not an original Colt product, but a SW1911 from Smith & Wisson.

However, this basically had no effect on his imitation of the "Python" pistol. The parameters of the "Anaconda" are in his memory, and the revolver is already very mature, and the basic processing can be done by the worker, he only needs to provide "technical support".

Much faster than the development of a rifle, it only took half a day for all the parts to be machined.

After letting all the workers leave, Qin Lang began to assemble. It went much smoother, and the parts that the skilled worker machined, of course, were much better than those he made himself, not only smoother, but also with fewer errors, so soon he had a pistol that at least looked like the "Anaconda". But in terms of actual performance, although it has not yet been tested, he also knows that his imitation is very different from the real "python".

At the very least, he could not guarantee the durability and durability of the pistol. Again, the problem lies in the steel bought, the quality of which in 1893 is not at all comparable to that of 1955 – although the demands of customers in this era are not high.

"Tomorrow we will produce a few more samples, and then test them, and we will be ready to put them into production when they are done." Qin Lang thought to himself. He took out a few .357 Magnum bullets that had just been processed and loaded them into the runner one by one. At this time, he suddenly realized that there was no rapid loader yet, so he could add one more patent and product to the company.

And it can also make the sales of pistols better. Any user of a revolver will have a headache with the slow reload speed, and a small quick loader will definitely delight them.

"Tomorrow...... Qin Lang thought happily, "...... Design a quick loader tomorrow......"

"Qin Lang!"

He turned around and saw that Yi Shui was standing behind him, but a little far away. "What's the matter?" Qin Lang was surprised, this stupid kid hadn't spoken to him for nearly a month, what was he doing now?

Yi Shui took two steps closer. "When Miss McBride leaves, I suggest I talk to you."

Because Rachel. McBride's suggestion to come to me? Qin Lang frowned slightly, but didn't say anything, but pointed to the stool next to him. "Sit down."

After hesitating for a moment, Yi Shui finally walked over to him and sat down. Then he said, "When are you going to take me to learn how to sail?" ”

"You're here to talk about this?" Qin Lang thought that he would talk about cutting braids. He was incredible, with the kind of state that Yi Shui had shown some time ago, at least he should have wondered why he forced him to cut off his braids, right? Was he afraid to ask this question? "I thought you were going to talk about cutting braids." He said.

"What's there to say about that? You've had my braids cut, can I get them back? Yi Shui said disapprovingly.

"Hell, why do you keep pretending to be that ghost?"

"If you fall into my situation of disloyalty and unfilial piety, don't you allow me to be sad? Shouldn't I feel sad that as soon as I return home, I will be sent to the execution ground and beheaded? Yi Shui angrily accused, "Qin Lang, you have made me miserable." ”

Qin Lang also widened his eyes and saluted him in return. "God, I'm here to help you—"

"We don't talk about that." Yi Shui interrupted him impatiently, "Qin Lang, when will you take me to learn how to sail?" Miss McBride said that since you forcibly cut off my braids and hair, you should be responsible for me. ”

It's Rachel again. Mcbride! Why did she say anything about this stubborn idiot...... Wait, what did he just say? "You should be responsible for me", why does this sentence sound so outlandish? It's like...... Well, if he had changed his tone a little more plaintively, it would have been more like ......

Damn it! What exactly was I thinking? Qin Lang felt very depressed, and his answer also seemed very depressed. "Of course, I would love to kick you to the Annapolis Naval Academy, Yi Shui, so that I don't have to see you again for the next four years, but unfortunately, they don't accept Chinese."

"You're perfunctory to me."

"Do you think I'm acting like I'm perfunctory to you?"

Yi Shui stared at his face for a moment. "Well, I believe in you. But I have to learn how to sail. ”

"I've already suggested you go to England, and the Royal Naval College will admit you." Qin Lang spread his hands helplessly. "I don't understand why you don't want to go."

"What are you kidding?" Yi Shui said with a serious face, "Yingyi has already sent troops to invade my China twice, and has also imported a large amount of opium into China, which is China's biggest enemy, how can I still learn from them?" ”

Qin Lang almost fainted. "Well, Yi Shui, your opinion is very special." What else could he say? And he also understood how difficult it was to get Yishui out of the United States, and since Britain could not do it, naturally France and Tsarist Russia could not do it, and the only remaining navies in the world with strong navies were Germany, Italy, and Austria...... But to go to these three countries to study the navy is purely misleading.

"You'd better stay in San Diego for now, Yi Shui." He sighed, "I'll find a way to get you a boat and find a captain to be your teacher." ”

But it's not exactly for easy water, either. Qin Lang also wanted to hire a boat to smuggle ...... Uh, transporting munitions. It would be desirable for arms dealers to have their own separate transport channels, especially in heavily restricted areas - such as South Africa. War between Britain and the Boers would soon break out, and he did not want to miss this opportunity.

And Abyssinia, which was suffering from the Italian invasion. Since Emperor Menelik II could defeat the descendants of the Roman Empire with just a poorly equipped army, what would have become of the poor Italians if he had been given tens of thousands of advanced rifles and plenty of ammunition?

Qin Lang was looking forward to the new outcome of the war, but he first needed a cargo ship.

So he's definitely not perfunctory. "Once I've got a boat, you can start learning how to command her."

"Better hurry, Qin Lang." Yi Shui urged, and then suddenly became melancholy, "Now it's just me who has nothing to do all day, I'm sad." ”

Is it? Don't want to spend your days doing nothing? This is good. Qin Lang stuffed the revolver into his hand. "Then why don't you shoot a few shots at the range?" Since it was a combination of a new gun and a new bullet, he decided that the test should not be done by himself.

If it's too dangerous, let someone else do it......

But Yi Shui didn't want to do it. "I can't shoot—"

"It's okay, you just pull the trigger on the target."

Qin Lang pulled Yi Shui to the shooting range, stood only forty meters away from the target, and then signaled that he could start. Like all novices who shoot live ammunition for the first time, Yi Shui was so nervous that he couldn't pull the trigger at all, and then "bang", "bang", "bang", "bang...... Fired all the bullets.

It was something he had anticipated, but there was nothing that he hadn't expected. When Qin Lang set his eyes on the target, he felt that the shape of the sun today might be a little wrong - it might be square.

The six bullets fired by Yi Shui were all on target.

“…… Uh, Yi Shui, "Shouldn't a novice shoot all the bullets into the sky?" "You've shot before?"

"Nope."

Qin Lang stared at Yi Shui seriously for a while. He really doesn't look like a guy who has ever practiced shooting, but what about the results of his target shooting?

Is it luck, or talent? He set his sights on the gun in Yi Shui's hand. Or is the performance of the gun just too good?

He had to get this straight.