Major Duwalt, the logistics quartermaster of the expeditionary force, trotted all the way into the commander's tent.

"Your Excellency, Commander! There is a new batch of military supplies waiting for your acceptance! He said breathlessly.

The atmosphere inside the tent was relaxed and pleasant, Marshal Dali Einfurt was drinking and playing cards with two old friends, he beckoned to the quartermaster, "Thank you, Duwalt, I'll go at once, come and have a glass of ice wine." ”

"Thank you, Your Excellency, Commander!"

Hearing that there was something serious, General Jiawen on the other side of the table immediately became serious, he put down the playing cards in his hand, and asked with a puzzled face, "What supplies?" It also needs to be personally accepted by the commander-in-chief? ”

The quartermaster put down his glass and replied, "I don't know what it is, a total of thirty carts of supplies, filled with sealed crates, sent by the General Armament Department to personally escort them, they say that this is a secret weapon, and it must be received in front of our Elector Hou Dali, and no one else is allowed to open it." ”

General Poigni also put down the cards in his hand, "Secret weapon? Needless to say, it was designed by your genius brain? ”

"Of course! For this reason, I don't even have time to go out with my wife and son, this is my masterpiece of painstaking efforts! Waiting for the eyes to be opened, friends! Dali stood up with a smile and put on his marshal's uniform, "Let's go, let's go and see together!" ”

Several senior officers of the expeditionary force came to the area of the logistics department together, and the logistics quartermaster, Major Duwalt, commanded his subordinates, unloaded the crates on the carts and stacked them neatly in the warehouse.

General Gavin walked over to a pile of boxes and saw that the front of each wooden crate had the words "Valstad Empire, 1708 Experimental Flintlock Rifle, Product No. 05003 of the General Armament Department, Classified Class: Top Secret." ”

"Didn't you just finish designing a new rifle, how did you come up with this 'experimental flintlock rifle', and it's still top secret? It's so mysterious, what the hell is this? ”

Dali walked up to him, "You don't understand, this is not a traditional smoothbore gun, but a new concept weapon that I designed based on cutting-edge technology - a rifled gun. ”

"Rifled guns?" Poigny scratched his head, "I said Dali, you guy is stupid to read books, and these things are confusing!" ”

"You'll find out later!" Dali yelled at a logistics soldier in the distance, "Man! Bring me a crowbar! ”

After getting the tools, he stepped on the box with his leather boots, then used a crowbar to pry out the four huge iron nails used to seal the box, and then handed the iron nails to Major Duwalt, the logistics quartermaster next to him, "Take these nails and pile them together in one place, these are all treasures, and they can be reused after recycling." ”

Puigny looked very impatient: "Dali, why are you nagging like a housewife, this thing still needs to be calculated, don't talk nonsense!" Let's take a look at the new gadgets! ”

After opening the wooden lid of the box, which was stuffed with a layer of hay to prevent the bumps of the journey from damaging the items, twelve brand-new rifles appeared before them.

General Gavin picked up a handle and played with it, "This workmanship is the best I've ever seen!" He was clearly pleased with the fineness of the gun, the hexagonal barrel was apparently rust-proof, the outer edges were extremely finely polished without a single blemish, and the handguard was of fine spruce wood.

"It's a good gun, but is it any different from what we're equipped with? Aside from the refinement of the workmanship, I don't see any new technology. ”

Dali said: "Let's take it to the outside of the warehouse, and if we want to know the benefits of this treasure, we have to look at the structure inside the barrel." ”

The group walked out of the warehouse and came to the sun, and Jiawen finally saw some clues, "I saw it!" There are four spiral-shaped metal wires in the barrel! ”

"Good eyes!" "That's why I call it a rifled gun," Dalí approving, and it's a very expensive asset, each worth the cost of five ordinary smoothbore rifles, and the man-hours required to manufacture it are staggering." ”

"What? So expensive? Hey, I said Dali, even if Her Majesty's husband is a rich man, I can't help but toss you like this! Poigny laughed and said, "Since it's so expensive, is there any benefit to your new gadget compared to the smoothbore gun we use now?" ”

"Shoot far, hit accurately." Dali summed it up succinctly.

"Seeing is believing!" General Gavin raised his arm and pointed in the direction of the shooting training ground, "It's okay to drink and play cards all day!" Get there and try a few shots! I can't wait! ”

"Okay, let's go!"

When he arrived at the shooting training ground, Dali took out a spherical lead bullet from his pocket and showed it to several generals, "Look at this, the 15mm soft lead bullet is much smaller than the 17mm caliber of our standard smoothbore gun." ”

General Gavin asked, "Dali, there is one thing I don't understand, haven't you always asked for standardization and unification?" Now there is another kind of small-caliber projectile, which is not compatible with our 17mm paper shell fixed ammunition, which is not conducive to logistics supply. ”

"There's no way, because if the projectile is too hard, it will wear out the rifling, and the paper shell can't fit the rifling to cause rotation, so you can only divide the ammunition, look at this."

As he spoke, Dalí took out a small piece of soft leather and wrapped it firmly around the projectile.

"Hey! If you do it like this, the caliber of the projectile will increase a lot, and it will be difficult to reload it for a while! ”

Dalí did not continue to answer, but continued to focus on the reloading process, first pouring some gunpowder from the muzzle, placing the leather-wrapped projectile on the muzzle, and pressing hard with his thumb.

The projectile was pressed into the barrel, and at the moment he pressed, the green tendons on the back of his hand exploded, showing that the projectile and the barrel fit tightly. There are almost no gaps.

Dalí then took out a small wooden stick and a small mallet, and in order to avoid injuring the fragile rifling, he hammered it very gently, hammering the projectile embedded in the barrel deeper and deeper, and when the projectile reached the middle of the barrel, he pulled out the metal through from under the rifle and pushed the projectile to the bottom of the chamber near the powder pool.

Jiawen and Poigni on the side looked stupid, "What kind of are you?" Can this thing really go to war? The reloading process is also too cumbersome! The reload speed is more than three times slower than that of a normal smoothbore gun! On the battlefield where bullets are raining, do you still expect soldiers to calmly rub a little bit with a small mallet? It's nonsense! ”

"Don't worry, I haven't shot yet!" Dalí picked up the powder jug, opened the receiver lid and poured the gunpowder, and after resetting, he pulled the hammer and opened the safety.

Daliping picked up his rifle, raised the ruler and began to aim, "You two look at it, the target is the No. 12 artillery target in front." ”