"Zhang Biao. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"What's the matter, Captain Smith?" Hearing that his new commander was calling him, Zhang Biao immediately dropped his boots and walked towards Eugene•Smith.

"The company gave us a new batch of toys." Smith said, "Now you come with me to HQ to get them back." ”

"Just us?"

"Everything is loaded on the wagon."

Of course, it is not possible for two people to remove a squad of weapons at once, but if they are all loaded on a horse-drawn cart, even one person can carry them. Therefore, Zhang Biao nodded and followed Smith to the headquarters of Umbrella...... Temporary headquarters.

Three weeks ago, Umbrella's offices were relocated to a warehouse at the Great Viper Weapons Company, and the old headquarters building, where the mutiny had taken place, was torn down. On its site, construction of a new office building is underway — from a training camp to a temporary headquarters, just in time for Smith and Zhang Biao to pass through a construction site.

They stopped next to the construction site for a while, maybe for a minute, and then moved on. But now they've found a topic.

"So, why did the new headquarters look like this...... Like a pentagon? It took Zhang Biao a while to remember the term "pentagon" that was both unfamiliar and awkward to him, and he hadn't quite said it right.

"Regular Pentagon." Smith corrected.

"What's the difference, sir?" Zhang Biao could not understand the difference between a "regular pentagon" and a "pentagon", and he had never studied geometry at all.

But Eugene•Smith didn't learn geometry either. "Regular pentagon", this is what someone else told him. "I don't know," he shrugged indifferently, "just as I don't know why the boss made the headquarters building a regular pentagon." ”

"Was it the boss's decision? Which boss? Zhang Biao immediately realized that this question was quite stupid - in the company, there is only one person who can be called "boss": Qin Lang. He alone had the authority to decide what shape the new headquarters building would be. Of course, he is the only one who cares about this kind of problem.

"If you want to figure out the situation, you can ask Mr. Qin directly." "After all, he's Chinese, and so are you Chinese......"

But Zhang Biao won't do that. He clearly understands the identity gap between himself and Qin Lang, and knows that Qin Lang will not treat him differently because he is Chinese; As the lowest employee in the company, he was not qualified to ask questions directly to his boss.

Zhang Biao changed the subject. "So, sir, what's the new toy we're going to get this time?"

"Automatic rifles, carbines, and a new gadget called a 'submachine gun.'" Smith replied, then added, "It was specially designed for us by the weapons company, for the reconnaissance unit." ”

"That is, you haven't seen that thing before...... 'submachine gun'?"

"Yes, that's right. It's just that I don't think it will differ much from the previous firearms. At this moment, Smith still thought that the submachine gun would not be a new weapon, but when he came to the temporary headquarters and saw the strange-looking new weapons in the boxes, he felt that he had just made a mistake.

"This is what ...... 'submachine gun'?" Smith swallowed. Submachine guns, strange weapons, were all metal-and-all the guns he had seen before, except for pistols, with beautiful walnut bodies. "This thing looks so ugly."

"When you get used to it, you won't think so, Eugene." Claude walked over and patted his old subordinate from his time in the Marine Corps. "While it looks quirky and ugly, I promise, it performs better than any gun we've used before."

"Are you sure, sir?"

"When did I lie to you, Eugene?"

Smith thought for a moment. "As far as I can remember, six years ago, in Norfolk, you cheated while playing and won me a good bottle of whiskey. And ......"

"Eugene, that's all in the past, why mention it?" Claude smiled awkwardly and gestured back to a ridiculously fat technician, probably at least two hundred and fifty pounds. "Simon, introduce Mr. Smith to his new toy."

"I'm here to help, Mr. Claude." The fat man picked up a submachine gun, walked up to Smith and Zhang Biao, and then introduced loudly in the most formal tone: "Gentlemen, I am Simon•Bauer, and now I will introduce you to the new weapon produced by the Great Viper Weapons Company, the 'Debaucher' submachine gun......"

"Swingers? It's a wacky name. Smith shook his head. The guy who came up with the name of the weapon was obviously quite peculiar.

Whatever else to say, Simon•Bauer just hated being interrupted, but he calmed himself down and continued with his unfinished introduction. "This is an epoch-making weapon. Note that when the butt is opened, it is twenty-nine inches long, and when the butt is folded, this figure decreases to eighteen .5 inches......"

Smith shrugged, then turned to Zhang Biao. "It's really compact."

Bauer ignored the interruption. “…… There's also this small, handguard-mounted front grip that helps you hold the gun in a more comfortable position without worrying about your hands getting burned by the barrel......"

As an experimental model produced in small batches, the "Slutcher" submachine gun in his hand was a little different from the sample Qin Lang saw in the weapons research center. At Qin Lang's request, Novotny replaced the wooden butt with a metal butt that could be folded to the right, while adding a handguard and foregrip, and increasing the magazine capacity from thirty to thirty-five rounds.

And Novotny is also working on a high-capacity drum that can hold seventy rounds.

This was a change that had to be made - due to the use of an air-guided bolt and the rear position of the air holes, the "Debaucher" also had the problem of a theoretical rate of fire that was too fast, as with the Type 79 submachine gun of the same design.

"Theoretically, its rate of fire can reach nine hundred rounds per minute......"

"Nine hundred rounds!" Smith and Zhang Biao shouted at the same time. "Man, aren't you wrong, nine hundred rounds?" In an era when revolving bolt machine rifles and revolvers were still the norm, the sudden appearance of a weapon with a rate of fire of 900 rounds per minute would have been mistaken for anyone.

Bauer shrugged. Smith and Zhang Biao were not the first to raise doubts, as did the mercenaries sent by the other two brigades to collect their weapons. He knew what to do with them. "Gentlemen, I can show you." He picked up a magazine full of bullets and gestured. "Follow me."

The test range of the Great Viper Weapons Company was only a few hundred yards from the temporary warehouse occupied by the Umbrella Company, and they were there quickly. On the way, Bauer had already loaded the magazine and loaded the bullets, so as soon as he entered the shooting range, he stepped into the shooter's position - but he did not forget to give an introduction before firing.

"With the magazine loaded, the gun weighs about nine pounds, which is slightly heavier than the rifle." He raised his gun and finally said, "Watch and see." ”

At the same time that Bauer said "look", the submachine gun also fired. Fierce gunfire rang out - but only after a moment it stopped. However, in this brief moment, all thirty-five rounds in the magazine had been sprayed out of the muzzle.

"What do you think?" Bauer looked back and asked triumphantly.

"My God!" Smith called, and that was the only thing he could say. And Zhang Biao couldn't say anything at all.

Their reaction satisfied Bauer for a moment, and then he continued: "It only takes 2.3 seconds to empty a magazine, and if you change magazines fast enough, you can get rid of four magazines in a minute." ”

"My God!" Smith could only shout this sentence.

"And it will be equipped with a larger capacity ammunition feeder in the future." Bauer went on to say that every word was like a bomb that kept the two stupid mercenaries in shock, "The current development is a 70-round drum, and there will be a large drum with a capacity of 100 rounds in the future......"

"I love this stuff. Submachine gun. I love it. "Smith is finally back to normal...... Of course, it may also become more abnormal. "Dude...... Uh, Bauer, how many of these weapons can I get? ”

Now, Smith wants every soldier in the squad to get a submachine gun, and then he can lead them to take out a company of enemies in battle...... No, it should be a battalion, or more; He could do this by equipping each soldier with a submachine gun.

But this is obviously impossible. "Let me think about it......" Bauer thought for a moment, "503 Brigade Reconnaissance Squad?" Oh, and you can take nine submachine guns, thirty carbines, and four automatic rifles. ”

"That's all?" Smith was stunned for a moment, then shouted, "Hey, man, I see you still have a whole bunch of submachine guns there, why don't you give them all to me?" ”

"Others say the same, but I can't call the shots on this matter." Bauer spread his hands apologetically, "It's your company's decision." ”

"What do you call our company?"

"Man, although we have the same boss, you belong to Umbrella and I belong to the Great Viper, and we are not in the same company."

"Hell ......"

"Let's go back to the warehouse first, and then I'll introduce you to another new toy," Bauer began to walk back, "Finally, I can show you how to get more 'Wanderers.'" ”

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