Before the patent negotiations, Huang Xiaolei also consulted with the rough embryo of the maintenance team about the water-cooled heavy machine gun made by the people. The main thing www.biquge.info is to know what else is in conflict with the patent of the Maxim machine gun, in addition to the water-cooled machine gun barrel.

"What are you talking about, I know that those are other people's patents, so I have to do some water-cooled barrel without authorization, and find something for my mother to do, right?" Huang Xiaolei said to Zhao Lang.

"Grandma, we also want to make the air cold, but the materials are not up to par! The replaceable barrel has too high requirements for the tolerance of the parts, and even if it is produced in small batches and the tolerance of the parts is overcome, the materials we use now are concerned, the barrel still can't resist continuous firing for a long time, and the frequent replacement of the barrel will not be able to maintain the continuity of firepower, and the heavy machine gun will lose its meaning. Zhao Lang said.

"I don't understand, just tell me that in addition to copying someone else's water-cooled barrel, our heavy machine gun still has some patent dispute with the Maxim heavy machine gun." Huang Xiaolei asked.

"There is also the canvas supply chain, our machine gun is based on the M1917, a heavy machine gun with a short recoil barrel, which was designed and patented by John Moses Browning in 1900. Aside from the water-cooled barrel and canvas supply chain, we have no patent conflicts with the Maxim heavy machine gun. Zhao Lang said.

"Oh, so our machine guns are more advanced than Maxim's?" Huang Xiaolei asked.

"Our machine guns are more reliable, so to speak." Zhao Lang said.

"I see, you sort out the materials, I'll go and talk to him. Give him some silver and send him away, I heard that the Manchus also copied it? Why didn't you see them go to the adults to make trouble, because they saw that we were easy to bully? Huang Xiaolei said.

"You mean the more than 30 pieces of black powder lead bullets that the Jinling Manufacturing Bureau copied? The kind of tatters that are so bad that Liu Kun embezzled the production line to produce guns, I don't think Makqin is too lazy to collect the patent fees. A rough embryo on the side interjected.

"Co-authoring is to see that the things we produce have market prospects, and want to get a piece of the pie, then things will be difficult to do." Huang Xiaolei said.

A minute ago, Huang Xiaolei planned to use some silver to send this lawyer from Europe, but now it seems that the other party is not rushing for a little silver. With so many advanced projects under construction on the Liaodong Peninsula, it seems that Makqin also realizes that there is a strong contender here. In the past two years, the sales of his machine guns have just opened, and suddenly a force in the Far East that has mastered advanced technology has appeared, and it is also producing water-cooled machine guns.

"What are the advantages of our machine guns?" Huang Xiaolei asked.

"Advantages? On the basis of the M1917 machine gun, remove the water cylinder on the cover of the grab tube, change the water-cooled type to the air-cooled type, and the weight will be greatly reduced, so we can gradually launch the M1919 series machine guns, such as M1919A4 and M1919A6. We can make the gun body structure almost the same, and most of the parts are interchangeable. In this way, after the development of reliable barrel materials, our pre-production machine guns will not have to be scrapped. Zhao Lang said.

"So they don't know that we can't produce good barrel materials at the moment?" Huang Xiaolei asked.

"I don't know, after all, we have so many ready-made modern guns, who would have thought that we wouldn't be able to produce qualified machine gun barrels." Zhao Lang said.

"Hehe, okay, you can do research without worry, continue to do it according to your original plan, and leave the patent matter alone, I know what to do." Huang Xiaolei said to Zhao Lang.

Sample, I want to play intellectual property with my mother, right, see how my mother plays you to death, a nineteenth-century bun also wants to squeeze oil and water from my mother, I really think too much, Huang Xiaolei already has a plan after listening to Zhao Lang's introduction.

The next day, after consulting the Provisional Executive Committee, Huang Xiaolei took the lawyer representing Makqin and a group of Western war correspondents to a shooting range in Thirty Mile Fort. Several rough sketches of mountain infantry showed the indigenous foreigners the 12.7 mm M2 heavy machine gun. This heavy machine gun is scaled up to the M1917 machine gun, with the addition of a hydraulic shock absorber and rear arrest iron, and the removal of the small grip on the M1917 machine gun.

"Gentlemen, this is an air-cooled heavy machine gun that we have improved on the basis of the water-cooled heavy machine gun. The pride of Dasong North Industries, the M2 air-cooled heavy machine gun. Huang Xiaolei said in English to the white people present.

A group of white reporters were still there scraping words to praise the large-caliber machine gun, while Maxim's lawyer sat on wax. This heavy machine gun crushed his employer's water-cooled heavy machine gun in terms of overall volume, ease of operation, and reliability of shooting. If, according to the employer's wishes, he wants to ask the other party for royalties, the other party can completely stop producing water-cooled machine guns without buying it.

"I know that Mr. Maxim has come all the way to get you here from Europe for the sake of profit. Tell us about your plan and see if we have a basis for talking. Huang Xiaolei and other reporters said to Makqin's lawyer after leaving.

"We ask you to pay Mr. Makqin a royalty for every water-cooled heavy machine gun produced." The lawyer still stubbornly conveyed Makqin's meaning.

"Wow, I appreciate Mr. Maxim's courage, but do you think the idea is realistic? Mr. Lawyer. Huang Xiaolei said with a smile.

"The patents for the water-cooled barrel and the canvas feed chain are in the hands of Mr. Maxim, don't you intend to enforce the patent bill?" The lawyer is still struggling.

"Did the M2 heavy machine gun you just see use these two patents?" Huang Xiaolei did not bother with this lawyer at all about the patent issue of the Maxim machine gun.

The lawyer representing Makqin gasped, and he prepared a lot of materials to prepare a battle with the opposing lawyer's lawyer on the issue of patent ownership. As a result, the other party did not play cards according to the routine at all, giving him a feeling of being powerful and having nowhere to go.

"We produce water-cooled machine guns, and we also take into account the issue of profit. Water-cooled machine guns are already relatively advanced weapons in the current arms market, and they can bring a lot of profits to manufacturers, so we are not in a hurry to launch air-cooled heavy machine guns. I mean, we are not going to introduce air-cooled heavy machine guns to the market with our profits guaranteed. Huang Xiaolei flickered.

This hand is really amazing! Let me tell you directly, giving you royalties will lead to a decrease in our profits, and too low profits will lead us to launch air-cooled heavy machine guns, and then there will be no sales of water-cooled heavy machine guns. Either everyone will share the cake of the water-cooled heavy machine gun sales market first, wait for Da Song to finish this round of money, and then release the air-cooled machine gun to continue to circle money. Either the big song can directly shake you out, everyone don't play with water-cooled heavy machine guns, I play with air-cooled machine guns myself!

"Then tell me about your plan." This lawyer immediately wavered, the initiative was not in their hands at all, and it was completely different from what Makqin thought.

"There are no royalties, but we promise not to introduce any air-cooled machine guns to the arms market for five years." Huang Xiaolei said.

None of the lawsuits that came out of Wall Street were fuel-efficient lamps, and she wanted to pluck the hair from her hands, but she was thinking too much.