Qin Lang's car had already entered Tianjin, and as usual, Lu Jinbo was waiting at the gate early, and when he saw Qin Lang, he greeted him with a smile on his face. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Young owner, you're here!"

Yu Chenggang's battle report mentioned that the fact that the bullet hit the head and caused the soldier to sacrifice made Qin Lang blame himself. This time, I came to Tianjin to buy steel helmets, and secondly, to plan how to transport grain back to Taihang Mountain.

"The steel helmet we have contacted, the British warehouse is full of Tony steel helmet. They are all relics of the world war, and they are sold by the ton like scrap steel. ”

"Let the purchase of dozens of tons come back, and I will distribute them to the soldiers in good condition, and all the tattered ones will be returned to the furnace."

This business had to be done as soon as possible, and it would not be long before other warlords in China would buy it. Although the price is still cheap, it has multiplied several times.

"Young owner, I'll arrange it. This is the machinery that will be purchased recently, what do you think needs to be added? ”

Jinbo's income is large, but the expenditure is also large. During this time, five canning production lines were imported, but depending on the situation at the food factory, they had to buy again.

"For the time being, you don't need to, you have to train maintenance personnel and skilled workers as much as possible, and spend more oceans to keep people."

Hearing what Qin Lang said, Lu Jinbo smiled:

"Shaodong, the profit on the books is really good now, and our goods are also in short supply, but the output still can't go up. The main problem is electricity, not to mention that Yan Laoxi's power plant often has power outages, and the price of electricity is still expensive. Our coal-fired power plant in Zhangjiakou will not be operational until the end of the month at the earliest, when production can increase fivefold. ”

"Don't stare at the canning production line, sausage filling machines and slicers have to come in, our products are too single now, and we don't have much competitiveness."

The only advantage of Huaxia is that the price is cheap, and the labor and raw materials are lower than those of European and American countries, so the products have a competitive advantage. However, the large-scale production lines in Europe and the United States are easy to bring down the price, and it will be unsalable at that time.

"Yes!"

Seeing that he looked a little disapproving, Qin Lang said solemnly:

"Jin Bo, don't think that doing business is not a serious matter, with money we can destroy the withering and decaying faster. You need to organize a planning department to develop new products as much as possible so that the company can be more profitable. ”

As he spoke, he had arrived at the door of Jinbo Company.

Seeing Lin Wei in beautiful clothes, Qin Lang was also a little dazed, when would Da Bingtuozi smile at himself.

"Darling, you're back."

"I'm back."

Qin Lang replied with a smile.

"Mr. Liu Maoen's high feet have arrived in Tianjin, and he really wants to meet you."

Hearing Lin Wei's voice, Qin Lang's brows furrowed.

"I'll go now."

Looking at Qin Lang's back as he hurriedly left, Lin Wei sighed quietly.

Jinbo has also bought a small building next to it, and now it has hung a signboard for a laboratory. Responsible for the security here is the carefully selected security personnel of the Northern Hebei Detachment.

"...... Qin, Shaodong!"

What greeted him was a young man in his twenties, with a pair of round glasses on his face, and he looked quite gentle. It's just that his hands are full of calluses, and he seems to be a hardworking person.

"Oh......, my name is Zhong Cheng, the word Taofen!"

Qin Lang said with some surprise:

"Isn't your name Zhong Changsheng?"

Zhong Cheng said with some excitement:

"In order to make a clear break from everything old, I decided to change my name to Zhong Taofen. We have to use the technology in our hands to smash everything old ....... ”

Just when he was talking, he found that Qin Lang had already walked far away, and he hurriedly quickened his pace to catch up.

"Qin ......, young owner! The automatic rifle designed by our teacher does have a lot of unsatisfactory points. We've made changes based on your comments, but we're having trouble with stamping. ”

Of course, Qin Lang knew what the trouble Zhong Cheng was talking about, the stamping equipment that could really be used in the production of weapons would not be manufactured until three years. Today's presses are either too big or too small.

"The press has already contacted the comrades of Citigroup, so you don't have to worry about this. What do you think of the blueprints I gave you? ”

There are several classic weapon designs of later generations in my head, but with the bullets of this age, the recoil alone is not enough. And the muzzle of the gun is beating too much, and if you really want to fire it in a row, I'm afraid you won't even be able to hit the elephant. So Qin Lang thought of semi-automatic rifles, such as the M1 Garand, which will come out soon. However, he was a little more advanced, and directly used five or six semi-automatic designs.

"I have seen the design of the young owner, I am really inspired, and we have tried to produce a sample gun during this time!"

Hearing Zhong Cheng's words, Qin Lang couldn't help but be shocked. But when he saw that gun, he was going to drop it on the ground, how could this gun look like a "crutch"?

"So heavy?"

"Shaodong, this gun uses a magazine of 30 rounds, and the effective killing distance is 1,500 meters. In order to fight the stab, we also added a bayonet mount, and you can also use this tripod to ...... when shooting from a distance. ”

Hearing this introduction, Qin Lang was speechless for a while, this is a semi-automatic rifle, it is obviously a light machine gun! Estimate the amount in your hand, there are twelve or three kilograms. Holding such a heavy thing to fight a bayonet, everyone is Lu Zhishen!

"Number one, I don't want a magazine. You can only make six magazines in one man-hour, which may not seem like a lot of material, but when I produce 100,000 guns, you need at least 600,000. What is this loss? All of them were changed to magazines that could hold 10 rounds. ”

Because there is no suitable stamping equipment, the magazine can only be machined, not to mention the slow production speed, the cost and weight are high.

"Second, why haven't the bullets been changed, and the seventy-nine bullets are still being used?"

Zhong Cheng was silent for a moment and then said:

"We found Federov's 6.5x40mm bullet through the channel, which is indeed a lot lighter and does not have a lot of recoil. However, its effective distance is about 400 meters, and it is not accurate to hit any higher. ”

秦朗 says:

"Most of our battles are between 100 and 300 meters, and if you get closer I have submachine guns, and further away I have mortars, and 400 meters is enough. The barrel does not need to be so long, and all the tripods are canceled, and the bayonet uses the three-edged bayonet I drawn. You should simplify the structure as much as possible, and replace the cutting parts and forged parts with castings and stamping parts. In addition, a foldable version of the butt should be developed. ”

When Zhong Cheng was taking detailed notes, a sketch appeared in front of him, which was a submachine gun with a simple structure, just when he was about to exclaim.

Qin Lang whispered:

"Don't make a noise, it's up to you to do it."

Zhong Cheng hurriedly locked the drawings in a safe, which was directly guarded by the people from the security department, and there would be no problems at all.

"Shaodong, this gun can be produced by fitters!"

Qin Lang smiled slightly.

Stern? This kind of weapon, which kills more people than destroys the enemy, of course, cannot enter his eyes, and it is necessary to produce the MP3008 that is also improved by the Germans.

"Tao Fen, Tao Fen!"

At this moment, someone shouted loudly outside the door.

Qin Lang sighed.

"Zhong Cheng, I think Zhong Changsheng's name is very good!"

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