When Freddie Pavit came out,

He saw Zhao Chuanxin holding a gun that was much shorter than a rifle, but much longer than a pistol, and frantically shot at a target standing in the distance.

The target made of wooden planks was smashed like a wind-eroded rock, and it shattered to the ground in less than a moment.

Freddie Pawett was stunned.

I'm Cao ...... Really, really made by them?

It was really made by two laymen!

How ironic it is!

Ning An is a person who has fought in battle, he was dumbfounded, and his brain made up for it, if on the battlefield, there are more than a hundred or so people with this kind of gun to attack, how many casualties will be caused to the enemy.

At close range, I'm afraid that thousands of troops will be disabled.

The enemy pulled the bolt once, and ten or twenty rounds of ammunition could have been tilted out of this side.

He knew that Zhao Chuanxin had strong strength, and could hold two Madsen machine guns in both hands, and charge at the same time to reap human lives.

The problem is that no one else can do it but him.

But when this kind of gun came out, even Ning An himself could play the effect of Zhao Chuanxin charging with a machine gun.

Miao Cuihua and Uncle Li don't understand war, but looking at the continuous firepower of this gun, they also know that it must be extraordinary.

Emptying the bullet, Zhao Chuanxin threw the gun away, ran over and hugged Benjamin Goldberg, and threw him into the air: "Good boy, you really have you!" ”

To be able to build a submachine gun, this kid is a great achievement!

Benjamin Goldberg flew up and looked up at the white clouds flickering in his eyes.

In the past, there was a clear distinction between fantasy and reality, and he needed to choose one over the other.

Now, he feels that fantasy and reality have broken down the barrier and become compatible.

His eyes grew brighter and brighter, like the sun in the sky.

He suddenly shouted, "Master, I have ...... enlightenment"

Everyone was happy for the pair of masters and apprentices.

Benjamin Goldberg really came to his senses this time.

When he fantasized about it, he began to have reality in his eyes.

When he looks at reality, his head is also full of fantasies.

It's a feeling I've never felt before.

Zhao Chuanxin put him down: "Boy, come here, I'll let you feel this gun." ”

As he spoke, he took off his fortitude armor and picked up the submachine gun on the ground again.

Take out the bullets and load them into the magazine, one at a time.

These bullets are mirror-framed Mauser bullets.

After loading, Zhao Chuanxin held the front and let the walnut butt rest on Benjamin Goldberg's shoulder.

Freddy Pavit's face changed: "Master, he is still a child, I don't know if this gun is dangerous......"

"Lao Tzu is the ancestor of the fucking gun, I don't know if it's stable?"

Zhao Chuanxin interrupted him and encouraged Benjamin Goldberg and said, "Apprentice, don't listen to him, pull the handle hard, and the master will hold it for you." ”

Benjamin Goldberg used all his strength to pull the handle up.

He pulled the trigger hard, and Zhao Chuanxin held the magazine and the front anti-slip part with his big hand to help him resist part of the recoil.

Benjamin Goldberg got a taste of it today and experienced the metal frenzy of submachine guns.

He screamed "ahhhh

Halfway through, the fingers couldn't pull the trigger, and the gunfire stopped.

Benjamin Goldberg rubbed his shoulders, even with Zhao Chuanxin's help, his immature shoulders still hurt: "Master, I think the recoil is too great, and it needs to be improved." ”

"Haha, you're right, let's continue!"

The master and apprentice began the research and development of no one else.

Benjamin Goldberg suggested that the re-entry spring should be housed in the casing at the front extension of the body, and that the locking wedge iron should be extended into the nose, and that the wedge iron should contain a firing pin and a firing pin spring.

This is a big change.

Always failed before, Zhao Chuanxin's patience was almost exhausted.

But now that he had succeeded, his patience had all returned.

It's just that the improved submachine gun is more sophisticated, and the manufacturing process needs to be more sophisticated, otherwise the reliability will be greatly reduced.

It's not easy to find a balance in it.

In the next two days, the master and apprentice forgot to sleep and eat, and they were full of interest.

Benjamin Goldberg was not only not tired, but fat.

On the third day, Samuel Goldberg and Rachel Kwis came to Ethan Manor to see their son.

When they entered the manor, they saw the table on the lawn and the various iron lumps and parts on it, and they could not help but be confused.

Freddy Pawett received the two.

When the three of them approached, the master and apprentice didn't look up, and immersive gun making was no joke.

Samuel Goldberg looked at his son, who was very energetic and had a very different temperament, and asked Freddie Pavit in surprise: "Mr. Pavit, what are they doing here?" ”

Freddie Pawett wasn't telling the truth: "They're learning. The old man is teaching Benjamin, uh, teaching him hands-on ability. Thomas Edison knew, right? The old man said that Benjamin had the potential to become a greater inventor than Edison. ”

Unconsciously, Freddie Pavit also learned the ability of Zhao Chuanxin's nonsense.

Rachel Kvis was delighted, and she nudged Samuel Goldberg's arm: "You see, Benjamin really doesn't seem to be the same as before. ”

Samuel Goldberg was reluctant to admit it, but as long as he wasn't blind, he could see the difference.

He shouted, "Benjamin." ”

Benjamin Goldberg looked up in amazement: "Father, why are you here?" ”

There was an excited look on his face, and just as he wanted to say something, he was kicked under the table by Zhao Chuanxin.

Benjamin Goldberg suddenly remembered what Zhao Chuanxin said: "You are not allowed to tell outsiders about this, otherwise you will be deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors." ”

He swallowed his achievements back, and his face was flushed.

Samuel Goldberg didn't know why: "What's wrong?" Do you want to go to the toilet? ”

"No!" Benjamin Goldberg shook his head: "Father, in the past two days, Master has taught me a lot of things. ”

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't help but smile with satisfaction when he saw that the criminals hadn't leaked the secret after all.

See, this is the joy of being a master, watching the apprentice grow happily and strongly.

"Oh? What did it teach you? ”

"Ah............h And most importantly, Master taught me the difference between reality and fantasy. ”

The more Samuel Goldberg listened, the darker his face became.

Radio gymnastics, singing, boxing, listen, is this a skill that a gentleman should learn?

Until the last sentence.

Samuel Goldberg and Rachel Kvis were both shocked.

yes, that's what it feels like.

There was no confusion on the child's face, and there was no sense of fantasy in his eyes.

I'm Cao ......

Samuel Goldberg and Rachel Kvis are ecstatic.

That's the fundamental problem.

In this way, whether it is radio gymnastics, singing, or boxing, it is good for Benjamin Goldberg, it must be so.

It seems that this Ethan Zhao didn't say big things, he really understands education!

"Thank you." For the sake of children, Samuel Goldberg even put aside prejudices.

He stepped forward quickly and shook Zhao Chuanxin's hand: "Thank you, Mr. Zhao, God bless you, you are an amazing person and a great educator......"

What's that?

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned for a moment.

How did he become a great educator?

Is it so amazing that you are?

He shook hands with Samuel Goldberg in a daze, and instinctively said, "Praise and praise, I still need to work hard." ”

"You Asians are always overly modest. Mr. Zhao, to tell you the truth, we took Benjamin to a lot of hospitals and met psychologists like Stanley Hall and George Floyd, all of whom were helpless. And you, Mr. Zhao, have healed Benjamin! ”

Zhao Chuanxin knew these two people.

The former was one of the pioneers of child psychology, and at this time was a professor of psychology and education at Hopkins University, the first psychology laboratory, and later called him the "father of American psychology".

Needless to say, the latter currently works at the Association of Physicians in Vienna. Freud's book Zhao Chuanxin had read it, but he couldn't understand it in a mess. Even a lot of psychology students can't understand it, because the old guy is chattering.

Zhao Chuanxin shrugged: "Okay, I'm having a showdown, I won't pretend, in fact, I am a great educator of the twentieth century." ”

"......" now, Samuel Goldberg can't get it.

Rachel Cvis said, "Mr. Zhao, I invite you to our house for dinner. ”

Zhao Chuanxin turned around and saw that the apprentice shook his head at him slightly.

Benjamin Goldberg has been playing crazy for the past two days, and he doesn't want to go home.

There is a master who understands him, there is Marcus who listens, there is a dry rice who can talk to people, and there is a submachine gun......

Zhao Chuanxin's face became serious: "Your couple hasn't understood yet, Benjamin is a disease and needs to be cured."

This is an important time for Benjamin's condition to be stable, and he must not give up halfway.

So, I plan to make persistent efforts to cure his illness in one fell swoop.

This dinner, let's wait for later, there will be a chance. ”

When the two of them heard it, it made sense.

They thanked them for their kindness, and did not dare to bother more, so they hurriedly took their leave.

"Benjamin, mom is gone, don't miss me too much."

Benjamin Goldberg waved at her: "Goodbye, I won't miss you." ”

Rachel Kweiss: "......"

Zhao Chuanxin sneered and whispered to Freddy Pavit, "It's over, their child has been raised for nothing." ”

Freddie Pavit smiled wryly.

It must be admitted that the master is indeed very good at dealing with children.

Zhao Chuanxin went back to continue his research with Benjamin Goldberg.

After another day of adjustments, the style and construction of the submachine gun were determined.

Adjustable swivel ring door, cylindrical front sight and drum gauge ruler, three-piece shoot for flame suppressor, pull handle in the upper left of the front, 30 rounds of 9 mm pistol cartridge with a magazine capacity, rate of fire selector lever for safety, single shot and fully automatic, rear grip for pistol grip, made of wood like fixed stock.

The full gun weighed 3 kg, the full gun was 670 mm long, the aiming base was 350 mm, and the barrel was 220 mm long.

The effective range, the initial velocity of the bullet, and the theoretical rate of fire have to wait for the 9mm bullet test to know that the 7.63 caliber bullet with the mirror box is not accurate.

However, Zhao Chuanxin estimated that the fully automatic rate of fire would not be lower than 750 rounds per minute.

Zhao Chuanxin named it the God of War M1907 submachine gun.

In addition to the standard model, he is ready to create a hundred and ten models of guns that are tailored to himself.

For example, the key parts are made of beryllium copper, and the grip and butt are made of precious mahogany, which is solid and durable.

The excitement of the master and apprentice was broken by the arrival of cowboy William Hope.

(End of chapter)