William was surprised and surprised, looking at this bastard dwarf in a daze, as if he was looking at a psychopath. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info looked at this old dwarf in its entirety.

This guy is going crazy. After the process of using oiled paper to wrap the deerskin, and then the Minne bullet with a threaded cone, the direct ammunition was integrated, and the pointed copper shell bullet was made? Are you going crazy?

"This kind of ...... This kind of bullet requires a special musket to fire, right?" asked William, turning his head to look at the old dwarf.

"Yes, yes. The old dwarf was not very happy, but William looked at him. But think about it, William may be his biggest financier in the future. So he decided to continue to endure. Then he hesitated for a moment, and then threw a rifle next to William: "This is it, this old man with this kind of bullet, he is always energetic! Every soldier can double his combat power - no, more than double!" he said as he excitedly gestured to William -

"You see, I call this a bolt, and you just pull the bolt and the cartridge case will automatically pop out from the side, and the new bullet will automatically load - yes, I will load the bullets together and get stuck in one magazine - yes, I call this thing a clip, just stuff it in from here, so that you don't have to fire one round and then reload another. That's convenient, isn't it?

Also, it's too much effort to reload bullets from the front or something, and it's just stupid. So the gun is reloaded. I've solved the airtightness problem!

It seems that he has said that he likes the place, so the old dwarf pointed his fingers, very excited, very pleasant. His face, and his big nose, all turned red in a moment.

“......”

For a while, William didn't know what to say. He only felt a little dizzy in his head...... Well, no, it's very dizzy, very dizzy. Although it is said that this musket has added a lot of useless designs - mainly inscriptions, as well as artistic processing. And then there was the mess of other aims, and useless aids and so on -- which was also one of the clear proofs of the dwarves' brains -

But that doesn't matter, it's important to cut through the mess and say that this gun, yes, this gun is a real modern rifle - yes, or in the more noble and fashionable terms. It was the world's first rifle - all the guns that preceded it could only be called muskets.

"I have to say, you're a genius. William couldn't help but sigh.

"Aha, yes, yes. I'm a genius, of course I know. Although many people praised himself in this way when he was young, decades after his defeat, the old dwarf had not heard of him as a "genius" for a long time. When I hear this word again, I'm a little excited.

"I have a small question here, though. William looked at the old dwarf very seriously, and then asked, "With the current industrial capacity of Russia, can we make this rifle independently? Or to put it more simply, what do I need to make this weapon on a large scale?"

"Is this...... Hehe...... There shouldn't be any problem, right?" the old dwarf was a little confused: "I don't know much about the industrial capacity of your country...... In a word...... I think it should be. ”

"What do you think......" William felt the urge to faint when he heard him say this. But fortunately, in the end, he could barely hold back: "Then I will ask you now, master." At the mention of the word "master", William almost gritted his teeth: "How long did it take you to make this rifle, and how did you make it?" William said as he looked around, the old dwarf's room was both an arsenal and a factory garage, with a large number of tools, and even precision machine tools, from which William could see that this was not a mechanical product taken from a large factory, but a little by hand.

"Handmade. As if he could not understand what William meant, the old dwarf said with course, even a little pride: "Every part of this gun was designed, corrected, and manufactured by me." Any questions?"

"So master. William continued to smile and asked, "How many geniuses do you think have your strength to make a rapid-fire rifle with a single lathe and a little original material?"

"Hmph. Hearing William say this, the old dwarf became even more arrogant: "It's not me bragging, there will never be more than ten people in the world who can reach this level!"

“...... I want to go home. William could scarcely resist saying this, he felt that if he stayed here any longer, he would be pissed off by this bastard, confused old dwarf.

But, in the end, William still didn't do it, the gears, the machinery, the production ability...... This old dwarf is actually quite a good fellow, except that his head is a little uneasy and he always does things that are too advanced and out of reality, and he has no problem even calling him a master and calling him a genius.

Something like this, William didn't want to miss - yes, the stuff this guy researched was all waste. But so what. Next, all you have to do is give him ideas and let this guy do the research. The brain hole or something will be closed for him for the time being, and let him be a simple inventor.

William thought so to himself, and then made up his mind, and said to the old dwarf: "Honestly, master, this rifle you made, and these bullets, are indeed amazing inventions. I believe that one day in the future, these inventions will change the world. ”

Hearing William say this, the old dwarf held his head high, and looked very proud—but.

"But it's not the time. ”

"What's not the time?"

"Time is not the time. William shook his head, and continued, "Now, I can't think of a way to make another finished product like a master's gun, other than by handcrafting it with dwarves. Our industrial capabilities cannot replicate such a delicate industrial product. I think it will take at least 10, 20, or even more years before our machines are accurate enough to make such elaborate firearms...... Still, huh...... Master, do you have charcoal here?" asked William.

"Yes. Although the old dwarf did not know what William was going to do with charcoal, he quickly found charcoal and paper, so William quickly drew a sketch on this paper, and the general structure was no different from the rapid-fire rifle made by the old dwarf, except that the structure was simpler and rougher.

"This thing is...... Also a rifle?!"

The old dwarf took the paper and looked at it, then exclaimed in surprise: "Well, no, this structure is too rudimentary...... And the recoil of this design will be great. And this body type. Well, this is really ......" The old dwarf shook his head in surprise, pointed out the shortcomings of William's design one by one, and said, "Something like this shoddy work is nothing compared to the work of art I make...... However, did you design this thing, young man, and if so, your ability is not bad, although it is not as good as mine, hahahaha......"

While the old dwarf was smiling happily, William also smiled: "Yes, it is indeed very rough, and its accuracy, recoil, and weight are not as good as the one you designed—but it has one advantage that your rifle cannot match." ”

"What? how is that possible?" Hearing William say this, the old dwarf was a little upset: "If you don't say why, then I—"

"-It is easy to produce. William interrupted his old lover's words, and then said: "Even with the existing industrial strength of Russia, we can barely make a production line of firearms and matching bullets if we can barely make a production line of guns and matching bullets with a little bit of reluctance, a little lowering the requirements and standards, and then adding a large number of skilled workers and engineers." Although the production volume will not be large, it is still barely ready for use. ”

"......" Hearing William say this, the old dwarf still refused to admit defeat: "But, this kind of thing that is not good enough-"

The criterion for judging whether a work is good or not is not its performance. William interrupted the old dwarf again: "It's about whether it is used and whether it meets the requirements." It's like a series of items you've designed before. Their theories are quite solid, as are their shape, appearance and performance. The problem is that they do not correspond at all to objective facts - that is, the present level of development of the productive forces. So they are doomed. Master, haven't you suffered enough?"

"......" Hearing William say this, the old dwarf was stunned for a moment. I don't know what to say.

He remembered his youth, how high-spirited he was at that time, full of effort to make the best, the best and the most novel, to become famous, and then to make a fortune.

It's just a pity that he failed, and it was a mess of failure. In the end, he was in debt and was swept away. The family saw him as a disgrace and cut off contact. Everyone was laughing at him and seeing him as a failed fool. This depression, this unhappiness, this anger made him almost want to kill.

Yes, as William said, if he continues like this, then he will definitely not succeed, and what awaits him will be another failure.