"It's the first time I've touched a gun, but I've seen someone else use it."

Yuan Chenming couldn't help but show off: "This gun was designed and manufactured by Germany in 1888, also known as the Type 88 rifle. The Germans lied to the Qing Dynasty at that time, saying that this was the most advanced Mauser rifle and sold it to our country in large quantities.

And this gun should be imitated by the Hanyang Arsenal, because the steel they used is not up to par, and the barrel is easy to explode. So the barrel was wrapped in a handguard, like a sleeve. That's why people call it the old sleeve. ”

"That's how the old sleeve got its name! Well, let's just say that you are not an ordinary cultural person, and you can say an article with a gun. ”

The corners of Yuan Chenming's mouth rose slightly, and there was no need to say much about the joy in his heart. I finally have a chance to show my ability and show more performance.

He pretended to pull the bolt of the gun, did not withdraw the bullet, it was empty. He put the gun on the ground and looked at the chamber.

Said a conclusion that he already knew: "The rifling of this gun is smoothed, at most tens of meters of accuracy." No matter how far away the bullet is, the ghost doesn't know where it will fly. ”

"Rifling, what's that? If you don't have a gun, you can't shoot accurately? ”

What is rifling?

It is written in the book: rifling can be said to be the soul of the barrel, which is the concave and convex groove of spiral distribution that is forged and processed on the inner wall of the barrel of the barrel of the modern gun.

It can make the bullet rotate along the rifling line along the longitudinal axis when fired, creating a gyroscope effect to stabilize the trajectory, so that it can be fired to the target more accurately.

Since each gun has a unique rifling, it can be identified according to the lines that the bullet is cut out by the rifling after the bullet is fired, so the rifling is also looked at the fingerprint of the firearm.

But when this set of definitions is memorized, the militia captain in front of him must not understand.

Fortunately, there was a physical object to operate, and Yuan Chenming picked out a relatively new gun in the militia team and showed it to Li Ping'an.

"Look, the convex one is called a yang line, and the one that is concave inside is called a yin line."

Two guns are placed there, and you can understand it at a glance.

The rifling inside the old sleeve is basically invisible, and it is almost a smoothbore gun. And that rod is formal, although there is a certain amount of wear and tear, but it is still relatively clear.

Li Ping'an saw the difference, but he still didn't understand why the rifling was smoothed out, and there was no accuracy?

Explaining the principle to a person who doesn't understand machinery stumped Yuan Chenming.

"Captain Li, what can I say about that. You use this gun to hit the little devils, and you know best whether the bullets can hit the target you want to hit!

The rifling of this gun is smoothed out, and there may be a certain amount of accuracy within forty or fifty meters. Forty or fifty meters away is a sharpshooter, and he can't hit what he wants. ”

Facing Yuan Chenming, who was anxious, Li Ping'an wiped his forehead guiltily: "Alas, Comrade Xiucai explained to this old man.

This gun is not bad. Even if you have a good gun, you can't beat the devil 100 meters away. There are tens of meters of quasi-head, which is enough. ”

Yuan Chenming, who was comforted, was stunned and speechless.

After watching too many dramas, he ignored one thing. The Eighth Route Army was not as rich as he thought, and one person might only have a dozen bullets, which was not enough to fight a battle.

It is simply impossible to practice marksmanship with bullets.

And the soldier has not undergone a certain amount of live-fire training, and the marksmanship is a metaphysics at a distance - no one knows where the bullet will hit.

Destroying an enemy with a bullet is sung in the song, and it is also the most simple wish.

For the poorly equipped Eighth Route Army, the destruction of the enemy should rely more on grenades and bayonets.

"Can you show me your grenades?"

"Yes, of course." Li Ping'an took out the two grenades in the cloth pocket on his waist and handed them to Yuan Chenming.

In his opinion, if nothing else, it is not bad to listen to cultural people like Xiucai talk about something new, and to have a long insight.

got two grenades with different appearances, and Yuan Chenming was also a little bit of a tooth rubber.

One of the grenades, with a regular appearance, is similar to what you see on TV, and it is obviously a product of a large factory under the assembly line.

He also recognized that it was made by imitating the German-made M24 grenade. As for which arsenal was built, he preferred Yan Xishan's Taiyuan Arsenal.

The grenade weighs about a pound and a half, and it carries a lot of weight in your hand. The power must be guaranteed, it depends on whether it can be thrown where it should go and kill and injure a few little devils.

But the other grenade is a bit difficult to explain.

A regular wooden-handled grenade is a cylindrical projectile body combined with a wooden handle.

And this grenade, the body of the projectile is round, and the top is pitted, like a face that has just passed puberty.

"This is a grenade made by a small workshop. Made in the border area? ”

"Yes, this is a grenade made by our border area. Although it is not as good as others, after all, we can make it ourselves. The militia can send two of them, and it is easy to use to fight little devils. ”

Yuan Chenming remembered the description of the grenades made in the border areas in the early days of the Eighth Route Army.

A cast-iron warhead made from a mold is filled with black powder in the cavity inside, and a wooden handle is installed behind it.

The wooden handle is drilled with a small hand drill, and it is filled with several layers of thick paper firecracker powder twist, plus a friction torch, which is a border grenade.

Such grenades are produced in small workshops of three or five ordinary people in the border areas. There is no strict operation process, and the performance of each component is different.

Especially the issue of gunpowder.

Because of the poor quality of the black powder, the charge of the thrown grenades was also loose and loose, and the explosion power was uneven, some of the grenades were cast in iron, and the warheads exploded in half, and some even only collapsed into one corner to expose a hole.

What's even more terrifying is that due to the gaps in the time-delay fuse made of the medicine twist, the sparks may splash directly into the middle of the fuse when the fire is ignited. The grenade explodes as soon as it is shot, which is called "grenade".

Thinking of this, he felt that the grenade in his hand was simply a time bomb, and he almost had the idea of throwing it out immediately.

Of course, he resisted the impulse.

And told the militia captain in front of him about the possibility of this existence.

"Well, what's the matter?"

Li Ping'an opened his mouth and smiled: "The comrade of the Eighth Route Army who gave the grenade to the forehead said." Let the foreheads throw it out as soon as they pull the twist, and they all know.

Whether something is good or not depends mainly on whether it can kill devils, and what can kill little devils is good things.

Don't worry about how many petals he blows, just blow up the little devil. If you can't blow it up, you will rush up with big knives and spears, and you will kill these dogs. ”

Yuan Chenming understood that there are such and such disadvantages in making grenades in the border area, and it seems that there are two options, but in fact there is no choice.

This thing is better than a broadsword and a spear.

If you're afraid of a little risk, don't kill the enemy with this thing. Do you regret waiting for the devil's gun to be on your chest?

Thinking of this, his heart became even heavier.

A peaceful life is not easy to come by, and it is ridiculous that he had such fantasies before.

Compared with the villagers who took up arms and fought desperately against the invaders, his ambition to warm the kang head of his wife and children is even more ridiculous.

Pursing his lips, Yuan Chenming said goodbye to the militiamen dejectedly.