Zhu Cijiong and Hu Guozhu soon saw this batch of rifled rifles.

Eight thousand rifled rifles, divided into eight hundred long wooden crates.

In addition, there were 400 wooden crates containing cartridges and primer kits.

"King Ding, please first." Hu Xinshui, Hu Guozhu father and son signaled Zhu Cijiong to test the gun.

Zhu Cijiong was also not polite, and ordered Xu Wuniu to pry open a wooden box and take out a rifle from it.

Bu Garao, who came with a gun in person, hurriedly sent a carton shell and a primer pack.

Zhu Cijiong stretched out his hand to take it, first loaded the paper shell fixed ammunition from the muzzle, then pressed it to the bottom of the gun chamber with a strip, and then pulled open the anvil to expose the priming room, and filled the primer package into it.

After filling the primer pack, press it gently.

The thin silk soaked in oil immediately shattered.

The gunpowder in the primer bag seeped into the fire door.

When the anvil is pressed, more gunpowder will be pressed into the fire door.

If you let go, the anvil will bounce back under the squeeze of the steel bar spring, covering the priming room tightly, so it will not be affected too much even in rainy and snowy weather, and it can still be fired.

Finally, the flint trigger is opened to complete the loading.

On the other side, Hu Xinshui had already asked Xiang Yong to move the humanoid target and place it directly fifty steps away.

Fifty steps, that is, 80 meters, is the effective range of the flintlock pistol, and Hu Xinshui mainly lacks understanding of Zhu Cijiong's marksmanship, so he doesn't dare to swing too far, lest Zhu Cijiong be embarrassed if he misses the face.

Zhu Cijiong smiled and said, "It's too close, put the target far away." ”

Xiang Yong moved out a few dozen steps, but Zhu Cijiong was still too close: "Farther away." ”

Under Zhu Cijiong's repeated requests, Xiang Yong placed the target two hundred steps away.

Two hundred steps, that is, 320 meters, is already an ultra-long range for the musket of this era, not to mention hitting, whether it can be hit at such a long distance is two words.

It's just that Zhu Cijiong knows the range of rifled rifles.

Two hundred steps, there is no problem for a rifled rifle, the question is whether he can hit it? Zhu Cijiong wants to challenge his marksmanship and see if there is any progress after more than a year of fighting?

"Spread out, all spread out!" Hu Xinshui quickly emptied the onlookers.

It must be said here that Chongzhen's marching practice in Guozijian has borne fruit.

Before this, no matter which dynasty or generation, the common people were afraid of the officers and soldiers like tigers, and when they saw the officers and soldiers coming, the common people must have closed the door and locked it or avoided it from a distance, and it was absolutely impossible for them to come to the officers and soldiers.

But now in the Ming Dynasty, because the clothes worn by the Guozi prisoners are basically the same as those of the new army when they are marching and practicing, it has greatly shortened the distance between the people and the officers and soldiers, so that the people are no longer afraid of the officers and soldiers, but feel closer.

Do you think, these officers and soldiers are willing to help the people carry water, chop firewood and sweep the floor, just like their own children, so what are you afraid of?

So seeing the Ming army trying the gun there, the nearby people ran over to watch, and a few clever vendors even picked up melon seeds, nuts, pastries and other stalls to shout****** so Hu Xinshui could only let the townsmen join hands to build a human wall.

Zhu Cijiong adjusted his breathing, raised his gun, aimed at the humanoid target, and then pulled the trigger.

With a click, the trigger slammed down, and the flint caught on the trigger instantly hit the anvil, creating a dazzling spark and falling into the pill chamber that had been opened under the anvil.

The silk shell in the priming chamber was ignited in an instant, along with the gunpowder.

Immediately there was a loud bang, and a huge anti-shock force came from the butt of the gun in an instant, which actually shook Zhu Cijiong's right shoulder faintly numb, such a big anti-shock force!

The next moment, Zhu Cijiong's two eyes widened.

No smoke! I didn't even see the smoke! What's going on?

After a while, a villager ran over excitedly to report: "A hit!" ”

Hearing that Dingwang Zhu Cijiong was hit, the cavalry soldiers, the townsmen and the onlookers applauded.

Zhu Cijiong turned his gaze to Bu Jialao: "Bu Jialao, why didn't you see the smoke just now?" ”

"It's right that there's no smoke." Bu Jialao is now speaking very fluently in the official language of the Ming Dynasty, and said, "Because of the paper shell fixed ammunition you used just now, the smokeless gunpowder you used just now." ”

"Smokeless gunpowder?" Zhu Cijiong then asked, "The strength of this gunpowder is also greater than the previous gunpowder!" ”

"It's three times bigger!" Bu Jialao held up three fingers and said with a smile, "King Ding's shoulder must have been shaken by the butt of the gun just now, right?" Hehe. ”

A 12.7mm caliber rifle with smokeless gunpowder bullets has a shocking power that is no joke.

"Three times bigger?" Zhu Cijiong said happily, "Wouldn't that be able to hit farther?" ”

Bugarao said proudly: "With the same amount of charge, the range is nearly three times longer than the original paper shell bullet, and the Type 20 rifle can only penetrate the cotton armor 150 steps away when loaded with the original paper shell bullet, but the new paper shell bullet can penetrate the cotton armor 400 steps away!" ”

"Oh my God, four hundred steps?"

At this time, even Zhu Cijiong exclaimed.

Four hundred steps, it's almost up to the range of the Tiger Squat Cannon.

At that moment, Zhu Cijiong shouted again: "Hurry up, put the target four hundred steps away, no, no, no, just put it five hundred steps away!" ”

Smokeless gunpowder fixed ammunition can penetrate cotton armor 400 steps away, which means that its maximum range is definitely more than 400 steps, and it can definitely hit farther, so why not try 500 steps? Or maybe six hundred steps?

Zhu Cijiong really dared to think that if he went up 500 steps directly, it would be 800 meters!

Eight hundred meters away, the figure is only the size of a grain of rice, are you sure you can hit it?

Hu Xinshui was also afraid that Zhu Cijiong would not be able to hit the face and be embarrassed, so he persuaded: "Dingwang, forget it, right?" ”

"Hu Junmen doesn't have to worry too much." Zhu Cijiong said with a smile, "Xiao Wang doesn't feel like he loses face because he can't hit, he just wants to try the lethality of this smokeless gunpowder cartridge." ”

Hu Xinshui couldn't persuade Zhu Cijiong, so he had to let Xiang Yong move the target five hundred steps away.

Zhu Cijiong asked Xu Wuniu to load ten rifled rifles, and then fired at the humanoid target five hundred steps away one by one, this time Zhu Cijiong's aiming time was much longer, and the interval was longer.

After ten shots, Zhu Cijiong asked Xiang Yong to come to report the target.

After a while, Xiang Yong ran over with a humanoid target: "One hit out of ten!" ”

"Color!" Although he only hit one shot, the onlookers still cheered, and Hu Guozhu couldn't help but applaud, saying that King Ding's marksmanship was really amazing, and he was accurate!

Zhu Cijiong was a little unsatisfied, and wanted to challenge it again.

"Who, you have to move the target to six hundred steps." Zhu Cijiong said directly to the township.

"Huh? Six hundred steps? "That Xiangyong was stupid on the spot, you can't see it from such a distance, right?

Hu Xinshui saw that Zhu Cijiong really didn't care about such a thing as face, and immediately scolded: "Don't go yet!" ”

Xiang Yong responded, carried the humanoid target and flew away, measured the distance again, and then placed it six hundred steps away.

Zhu Cijiong asked Xu Wuniu to load ten rifles again, and then picked up one of the rifles and aimed at the target six hundred steps away, this time it was really not clear.

Five hundred steps is still the size of a grain of rice.

Six hundred steps is only slightly larger than the tip of the needle.

However, Zhu Cijiong still fired ten shots in a row by feeling.

It turned out to be a bit disappointing, not a single shot was missed.

"It's a shame." Zhu Cijiong said with some regret, "If people's eyes can magnify the target like a telescope, then don't say that it is five or six hundred steps, a thousand steps Xiao Wang can hit." ”

Zhu Cijiong's words were unintentional, but Bu Jialao's heart moved when he heard it.

"Dingwang." Bugarao immediately said, "Or it can really be done." ”

"What?" Zhu Cijiong asked blankly, "What can you do?" ”

Bugarao said: "You can fix a telescope on top of the rifle, so that you can't clearly see the target six hundred or even a thousand paces away?" Wouldn't it be easy to hit that way? ”

"Then we'll try it now." Zhu Cijiong immediately took out the binoculars from his satchel.

First pull it apart, then find a rope to tie the telescope to a rifled rifle.

When I looked through the telescope at the humanoid target 600 paces away, it was about the same as 100 paces.

"Haha, it's really possible!" Seeing this, Zhu Cijiong couldn't help laughing.

Chongzhen must sigh if he is here, you are really a fucking genius.

Zhu Cijiong immediately tried a few shots through the telescope, but naturally one shot failed to hit.

Bu Jialao immediately reminded kindly: "King Ding, it is definitely not possible to fix the telescope in this way, it has to be hard-connected, and after the connection, it is necessary to adjust the up and down and left and right inclination angles of the telescope through continuous test guns to ensure that the ballistics of the rifle and the telescope's collimal axis are two parallel lines." ”

"Well, you have a point." Zhu Cijiong said, "When you go back, hurry up and build a rifle with binoculars, no, one is too little, at least a hundred, and then send it to the front line as soon as possible." ”

"Yes, the minister will do it as soon as he goes back!" Bugarao agreed.

Zhu Cijiong began to fiddle with the rifle with the binoculars in his hand again.

"Hu Junmen, there should be a tinsmith in Dengzhou City, right? Find a tinsmith. ”

Zhu Cijiong wanted the tinsmith to solder his three-section single copper telescope with tin, that is, to lock the knots and no longer expand and contract, so that they could always maintain a focal length of six times.

Then he asked the carpenter to make a wooden tray.

An arc-shaped groove is dug in the middle of the wooden support, and the groove is high at one end and low at the other, which is just used to place the three-section telescope, and the telescope's collimal axis is basically parallel to the trajectory of the rifled rifle after it is placed.

Finally, the telescope was tied to the rifle with a wooden tray with a thin hemp rope.

After a single operation, Zhu Cijiong really made an original version of the sniper rifle, and the school gun came to mind.

Zhu Cijiong took this sniper rifle equipped with a scope for test firing, and then the hit rate was instantly raised, and at a distance of 600 paces, he actually fired eight shots out of ten.

In fact, if it weren't for the performance limitations of the rifle, Zhu Cijiong would have been able to hit ten shots.

Because under the six-fold mirror, 600 steps away is only equivalent to 100 steps.

At a distance of 100 steps, Zhu Cijiong can hit the whole hit without much effort.

(End of chapter)