Bright Sword: Starting from the Improved Grenade

"Don't worry, it'll be quick."

Zhao Tianyang waved his hand and the gun inspector came over.

"Hello, Director, Hello, Head of the Group."

The gun inspector saluted each of them.

"Let's get started."

Li Yunlong urged impatiently.

"Yes."

The gun inspector walked over to the long wooden table and picked up a paper ammunition box containing ten rounds of 20-gauge shotgun shells.

He first took out a No. 20 shotshell as required, loaded it into the shotgun from below, aimed at the iron plate in front, pulled the handguard, and fired.

With a "bang", densely packed steel balls shot out, and the iron plate, which was smooth and flat just now, became bumpy.

"it is good!"

Li Yunlong, who was watching from behind, couldn't help but wave his fist. This gun was so powerful that he must carry one with him in the future.

"Don't worry, it's not over yet!"

As soon as Zhao Tianyang finished speaking, the gun inspector loaded the shotgun again. This time he loaded a total of six rounds, aimed, shot, pulled the handguard, and aimed and shot again.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

After six consecutive shots, the iron plate in front was completely deformed.

"It must be over now!"

Li Yunlong looked at Zhao Tianyang. He already wanted to try the feel of the shotgun himself.

"Not yet. Here's the horror of this gun."

The corners of Zhao Tianyang's mouth curled up, as if he had thought of some interesting scene.

The gun inspector loaded six more shotgun shells, looked at the shotgun in his hand, swallowed, then spread his legs, bent over and held the shotgun shells firmly against his shoulders.

Seeing this, Li Yunlong also became serious. The gun inspector's actions had already told him what kind of scene was going to happen next.

The gun inspector took a deep breath, his eyes sharpened, and after pulling the trigger of the shotgun to the bottom with his right index finger, he quickly pulled the handguard with his left hand.

“Bang, bang, bang…”

Six gunshots rang out, but they went away just as quickly as they came. If it weren't for the iron plate in front that had been completely torn apart by shotgun shells, Li Yunlong would have felt that he might have heard it wrong.

"Because of its unique pump-action design, the shotgun can fire faster than semi-automatic rifles when the trigger is held down."

Looking at the surprised Li Yunlong, Zhao Tianyang added a sentence for safety: "Of course, only the first six shots."

That was enough. Being able to kill six enemies instantly was already a great feat. Li Yunlong was very excited: "Let me try!"

After saying that, he didn't wait for Zhao Tianyang to answer. He ran over and snatched the shotgun shell from the gun inspector who was rubbing his shoulders.

After quickly loading the bullet, he couldn't wait to pull the handguard and pull the trigger.

With a "bang", Li Yunlong rubbed his shoulders and said, "Hahaha, that's really powerful!"

"It seems that in the future, the people who use shotguns should also try to choose strong and healthy people."

Li Yunlong thought as he pulled the trigger.

After a while, when Li Yunlong rubbed his shoulders and put down the shotgun, Zhao Tianyang walked up to him and said, "How was it? Did you have fun?"

"Cool!!"

Li Yunlong laughed heartily: "Hahaha, brother Tianyang, have you given this gun a name?"

"Have."

Zhao Tianyang glanced at the shotgun that had been placed on the table and asked, "What do you think of the Taihang Type 20 Shotgun?"

"Taihang represents the place of origin, and twenty represents the caliber of the bullet. I think it's OK."

Li Yunlong nodded and agreed.

"Okay, let's quickly introduce the remaining weapons!"

Then Li Yunlong started urging again with excitement on his face.

"know."

Zhao Tianyang nodded and pointed to the cannon made entirely of elm wood: "This is called an elm cannon, and it's made entirely of elm wood."

"It's easy to make, and the materials are pretty much everywhere. It's filled with black powder, and can fire stones, iron balls, etc. It's powerful..."

Zhao Tianyang smacked his lips when he said this: "It's equivalent to a large shotgun, but the sound when it's fired is loud enough to scare some weak-willed people."

"Yeah, good stuff."

Li Yunlong felt that the manufacturing method of elm cannon could be spread, especially to the guerrillas, which would definitely be useful.

"And this conscienceless cannon, the sound of its firing is louder than that of the elm cannon, the top is made of iron sheet, and the bottom where the propellant is placed is cast in one piece of steel."

"It can fire explosive cannons up to 300 meters away, and can be used to attack strongholds. More importantly, it is easy to manufacture. As long as you have rail steel, you can make hundreds of them in a day."

There is something Zhao Tianyang didn't say, which is that because the material has changed from waste gasoline barrels to iron sheets and steel, the unscrupulous cannon no longer has the risk of exploding.

You have to know that the unscrupulous cannons in the past had a very high explosion rate. Now that the psychological pressure of explosion is gone, operators will be more comfortable using them.

"This is fine too."

Li Yunlong's eyes lit up. The Eighth Route Army was sorely lacking in weapons that could be used to attack strongholds.

Every time we encountered a bunker, we had to organize a suicide squad to carry out close-range bombing with explosives. Now with this unscrupulous cannon, we don't have to risk our lives.

"I won't talk about the engineer shovel. It's obvious at a glance that it's used to quickly dig trenches."

"It can also be used as a close combat weapon. The serrations on the side can act as a saw, and the other side is sharpened. One shovel strike can kill a person."

"Ah."

Li Yunlong nodded. It was not that the ordnance shovel was not good, but compared with the previous weapons, it was not as amazing.

"You seem to know what this last one is!"

Zhao Tianyang came to the last weapon, patted it and said with a smile.

"Of course I know. This is a cannon. Tell me about its performance!"

Li Yunlong urged.

He wanted to ask just now, but he didn't know whether it was intentional or accidental, but every time he asked, Zhao Tianyang changed the subject, which made him anxious.

"I know you're anxious, but don't be anxious. Let me tell you slowly."

I don’t know if it was intentional, but Zhao Tianyang spoke very slowly.

"This gun is made of railroad steel and imitates the Japanese Type 92 infantry gun. It weighs 295 kilograms, is 223 centimeters long, has a caliber of 70 millimeters, and can fire at a 30-degree angle."

"Stop talking and try firing!"

As soon as Zhao Tianyang finished speaking, Li Yunlong couldn't wait to urge him on. He was so anxious that he was dying.

"well."

Zhao Tianyang waved his hand with amusement.

Soon, several employees pushed the cannon to the shooting range. A long rope was connected to the tail of the cannon, and a homemade 70mm training bullet was stuffed into it.

"Report to the factory director, the regiment commander, the artillery is ready, please give instructions!"

An employee came up to Zhao Tianyang and Li Yunlong and said.

Because of the power of the cannon, every shot must be fired after permission is granted.

"fire."

Li Yunlong replied immediately.

"Yes."

After the employee returned, he waved the flag twice, and an employee immediately pulled the rope.

With a "bang", the training bullet immediately flew out of the cannon, shot straight forward, and finally turned into a small dot and fell down.

An employee who had been prepared for a long time pulled out the tape measure and started measuring.

"Reporting to the factory director and the regiment commander, the maximum firing range of the artillery is 3500 meters."

After completing the measurement, the employee ran back to report.

"call."

Li Yunlong exhaled. He was so nervous that he didn't even dare to breathe. "So, this is considered a success?"

"It's considered a success. Now we just need to put a high-explosive shell in it to see if it will explode."

Zhao Tianyang nodded with a smile.

Finally, as the wooden board used for testing in front was broken by the cannon, the test was successfully completed.

"What is this gun called?"

After the test, Li Yunlong and Zhao Tianyang came to the cannon. Li Yunlong touched the cannon with a loving look on his face and asked.

"Not ready yet."

Zhao Tianyang touched his chin. This cannon was called Gailiang Cannon in the previous life. Zhao Tianyang had never thought about what it was called now.

"How about calling it Taihang 70 Gun?"

Li Yunlong asked tentatively.

"Haha, you really are learning on the spot!"

Zhao Tianyang smiled and shook his head: "Forget it, let's call it this."