Jing Jun finally stood still when he was more than a hundred meters away from the humanoid iron target, raised his head to look at the dark target in front of him, and said, "Lingling, let's try it here first!"

"Hmm!"

The wind chime quickly put down the gun, and then prepared to lie down, daring her to shoot the first shot herself.

Lao Jing saw how this could work, such a long gun body, even the butt of the gun was almost the length of her arm, and then her cheek leaned against her cheeks, the posture was too awkward.

Besides, the wind chimes are too strong to objectively reflect the problems after the shot, and this first shot still has to be fired by itself.

At this time, the wind chimes are not dirty on the ground, and they are already lying directly on the ground, just like a decent fiddling pose, but how amateurish that kind of posture is, although this gun was successfully built with her fifty percent of the credit.

"Ahem, uh, Lingling, I'll do it!"

Jing Jun squatted down and said with a joking face.

Feng Chime did feel that he couldn't play with such a big guy, and he was depressed, seeing that his eldest brother looked like he was not flat, he shook his hand angrily, stood up and patted the dust on his body, and snorted coldly: "You come, you come! Don't blame me for not reminding you, don't be blown by the recoil!"

Lao Jing smiled and didn't say anything, but he really couldn't grasp the recoil of this big gun, after all, the flaminite was used as a substitute for gunpowder for the first time.

But any theory needs to be tested by practice, especially in a world where the development of natural science is extremely primitive.

Jing Jun lay on the ground in a standard shooting training posture, raised his upper body slightly, turned and pulled the bolt, and a large-caliber new bullet entered the chamber from the magazine.

He also designed the magazines of this gun to be ten rounds.

With the heavy butt against the shoulder socket, the right arm naturally leans forward and the index finger pulls into the trigger inside the bowguard.

"It's heavy!"

The butt on his shoulder could sense half of the weight of the gun, and even then it weighed down his shoulders, but it was not unbearable.

Tilt your head slightly to the right, lean your cheeks on the cold cheek board, take two deep breaths to adjust your mind, close your left eye, and open your right eye through the gauge and then through the muzzle crosshairs, and finally aim at the black iron target in the distance.

At this time, his heart was like a mirror, and his eyes only had a gun in front of him and a target in the distance.

Adjust to the optimum, press your shoulder against the butt with a little force, and press the trigger with your index finger.

"Bang!"

The muzzle of the gun erupted more than a foot long white fireworks, one of the dark black projectiles rushed out, the barrel retreated under the reaction of the high-pressure gas in the chamber, and the rear seat of the bolt frame, on this basis, after canceling out most of the recoil, the remaining part was finally transmitted to Jing Jun's shoulder.

Lao Jing's body shook slightly, but he was overjoyed, with such a large-caliber ammunition, the final recoil only made his body tremble slightly!

Although this point shows that it is extremely necessary to use the principle of short muzzle recoil that is widely used in modern large rifles when it was originally designed, it also shows that his design is completely successful this time, and he can use it as a slightly stronger physique than ordinary people, so there is absolutely no problem for tall orcs to operate.

The bullet carried a huge amount of kinetic energy that could not be accurately measured and hit the iron target in the distance, and the humanoid iron target was visible to the naked eye and fell backwards, but in the end it did not fall to the ground, which shows how amazing the power of this rifle is.

Jing Jun was itching, pulled the bolt, withdrew the cartridge case, loaded the second bullet, adjusted the position of the muzzle slightly, and decisively pulled the trigger.

There was another loud bang, and the iron target in the distance appeared in a similar situation as the first target.

The thrill of a top sniper experimenting with a new gun stunned the crowd watching the show.

Niu Ben opened his mouth wide, saliva flowed down the corners of his mouth, and his eyes bulged out of his sockets one centimeter, which made people wonder if he would really burst out if he tried harder.

The image of the always elegant dog Wujian military master was even more unbearable at this time, his long tongue drooped to the side, and he would be bitten off by his own sharp teeth if he was not careful.

Niu Qing is baring his big teeth and being happy, after all, he has seen Jing Jun kill the enemy with guns many times, and he used to be just angry that he couldn't have such a gun, but now he sees that the new gun created by Jing Jun is so powerful under the test, so it will no longer be a luxury to have one.

The other generals such as Ma Wancheng and Niu Hong all had bloodless faces, and they compared themselves to the iron target in front of them, and found that they could not resist the impact of that small projectile at all.

Jing Jun enjoyed the fight, and "Kaka" continued to push in the bullets and shoot until the ten rounds in the magazine were exhausted.

He withdrew the last empty bullet case, looked at the muzzle of the gun with green smoke, got up from the ground, patted the dust, and praised the cow ben who had already dripped saliva on the ground: "Big brother, good!"

Niu Ben was stunned, just squatted down and picked up the big gun, reaching out and gently touching the body of the gun, in fact, he didn't know what Jing Jun meant by "good" to him.

Wind Chime's little face turned red, her beautiful eyes sparkled, and she asked eagerly, "How is it?"

Lao Jing scratched the back of his head, carefully recalled the feeling he felt when he shot just now, and said more objectively: "Well, the overall feeling is good, do you know that even in today's most modern world, the average time required for any country to develop a weapon to install an army is five years, and now we have successfully developed a new rifle in only five days, what does this mean?"

The wind chime pursed his cute little mouth, tilted his head and thought about it seriously, but finally said disdainfully: "What's this, let's just process it a little on the basis of the original very successful firearms, and we don't start from scratch, the automatic principle of firearms is nothing more than a few, just pick it up and use it, it's strange if it doesn't succeed!"

Jing Jun's tone was sluggish, but thinking about what the wind chime said, all the technologies are ready-made, but the parts are built differently than before, and the success of this rifle is normal.

Long Yue didn't understand the problem they were discussing at all, but he explained that this weapon could be used through Jing Jun's most direct shooting test and the next expression.

Thinking that there seems to be a lot of credit for it, I can't help but smile.

Niu Qing grinned and walked to Niu Ben's side, grabbed the rifle in the latter's hand, but said to Jing Jun in a muffled voice: "I said brother, do you think you can make my brother and me have a good time?"

Jing Jun smiled slightly when he heard this, and said, "Hehe, since Brother Niu is interested, let's try it first." ”

There was still a sentence in my heart that did not say, "This is originally designed according to your shape." ”

After that, three bullets appeared in the palm of his hand, stepped forward and pulled down to remove the magazine, and one shot pressed into the bullet, and soon, ten bullets filled the magazine, and he also explained to everyone while loading: "Everyone should remember in the future, this thing is called the magazine, and the bullet inside is the bullet, the rifle wants to kill, and the bullet is the thing that finally completes the task, and then it is loaded under the bolt like this!"

Lao Jing earnestly taught Niu Qing the knowledge of firearms, and then Niu Ben and the others also surrounded all kinds of heads and listened carefully, although those fresh words sounded ignorant, but they all listened without blinking, lest they fall into something and not understand.

The power of the guns is obvious to all, and they are much more efficient than the broadswords and spears in their hands.

The more Jing Jun spoke, the more excited he became, this was his most professional place, and at the end of the conversation, the wind chimes couldn't help but squeeze in, and listened attentively to the explanation of the eldest brother with rich practical experience.

In this way, what was originally just a simple test gun and Niu Qing's itchy desire to shoot two shots turned into a popular science lecture on the principles of modern firearms.

In short, for the first time, a group of orcs' brains received the baptism of a new weapon theory, from loading the bullet to pulling the bolt to guide the bullet to load, from the butt against the shoulder socket to aiming at the target with the eyes at three points and one line, from pulling the trigger to trigger the lever to cast the hammer, from igniting the flint in the shell to the bullet head turning rapidly under the action of the rifling in the barrel until it rushed out of the muzzle and shot at the target, everyone was so fascinated that everyone couldn't help but think, "There are people in the world who can invent and create such an incredible killing weapon!"

Even the shortest cat, Yanran, listened to it with relish, so much so that she didn't notice that the little neck muscles were sore and numb from holding her head up for a long time.

The wind chime is more systematically familiar with the knowledge of firearms, and then combined with some of his own problems in the initial design drawings, the smart brain faintly has other ideas.

Lao Jing rarely said like this, and in the end, he couldn't help but have a dry throat and a sweet itch, so he had to resist the desire to continue explaining, coughed twice, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and then said a little unsatisfied: "Well, it's better to practice than to say, Brother Niu, you better try it yourself!"

"Oh, that's good......"

Niu Qing's head shook, to be honest, he heard that his head had begun to be confused at the end, and he couldn't hold back the desire to shoot in his heart.

"Uh, Niu Qing, you go first, I'll come first!"

Niu Ben snatched the rifle that was pulling the bolt and preparing to load the bullet according to what Jing Jun said, and at the same time glared at Niu Qing, daring him to be even more unbearable by Jing Jun's new weapon, and directly suppressed Niu Qing with his power, and wanted to test it himself.

Niu Qing pursed his lips, embarrassed to collide with Niu Ben, the clan brother and superior leader, so he had to retreat to the side.

Lao Jing smiled silently, anyway, he has to train in the future, and now everyone feels the same.

Niu Ben is worthy of being a high-ranking general who commands an army of 100,000, and his ability to comprehend new knowledge is much higher than that of others, at least he does not need to be picky about a series of actions before firing bullets.

General Niu, who was lying on the ground, learned Jing Jun to close his left eye, and the big eyeball on his right passed through the ruler and then connected the front sight with the distant target, and even learned Jing Jun's movements just now and took two deep breaths to calm his restless heart just now.

Jing Jun saw it in his eyes and nodded secretly, this Minotaur general had done a good job of preparation, and basically met all the conditions that an archer should have.

Niu Ben consciously adjusted his state almost completely, and his thick index finger gently pulled the trigger.