Bright Sword: Starting from the Improved Grenade

"Is Mr. Liu busy?"

Zhao Tianyang found Mr. Liu in the newly built office. He was checking the parts of the newly made carbine with Liu Guifu and others.

"What's up?"

Old man Liu measured the data with the caliper without even looking up.

"It's like this. Our arsenal has grown in size and the weapons we manufacture have become more advanced. Do you think we should take some confidentiality measures?"

"Confidentiality measures?"

Old Liu looked at Zhao Tianyang in surprise: "You are the director of the arsenal, isn't this something you should consider? We are just some technicians, we will do whatever you say!"

"Ah! Is that so?"

Zhao Tianyang was a little at a loss.

Seeing this, Mr. Liu put down the tools in his hands and said seriously: "You are the director of the arsenal. There are some things that you don't need to discuss with me. You should make your own decisions."

"Ok."

Zhao Tianyang nodded.

Since Mr. Liu said so, he didn't hesitate and went back to the room, took out a pen and paper and began to think of confidentiality measures.

The next morning, Zhao Tianyang proudly took the confidentiality measures he had thought of last night and prepared to go find Li Yuncai to ask him to call Liu Lao and others to a meeting.

As a result, before he could even leave, Old Liu came over and took Zhao Tianyang away.

"Hurry up, the rifles and mortars have been made and are at the shooting range!"

"What?"

Zhao Tianyang glanced at the dark circles under Mr. Liu's eyes and said, "You didn't sleep last night!"

"One night without sleep won't kill you!"

Mr. Liu said nonchalantly.

These words made Zhao Tianyang feel a little ashamed.

I have fallen! Ever since Liu Lao and the others came, I have not stayed up late to do research anymore, and I don't even care much about new weapons. I can't do this anymore.

While Zhao Tianyang was reflecting on himself, the two arrived at the shooting range, which was already full of people waiting.

"Director, you're here!"

Liu Guifu waved enthusiastically: "I've been waiting for you, come and see the rifles and mortars we made."

"I'm coming."

Zhao Tianyang ran over quickly. These people had worked late last night, so he didn't dare to put on airs.

On the same long wooden table, a rifle, a mortar, and some newly made bullets and shells were placed.

“So light!”

Zhao Tianyang picked up the rifle and said in surprise.

"After testing, this rifle has the exact same data as our design."

Liu Guifu said proudly.

"very good."

Zhao Tianyang nodded and pressed the button under the rifle. A shiny black bayonet more than ten centimeters long was thrown out.

"All the metal parts of the rifle have been blued, so there's no fear of rust!"

Suddenly Mr. Liu said with a smile.

Zhao Tianyang blushed a little when he heard this. He had never considered the problem of rust when producing weapons.

"Blueing is good, blueing is good, all our weapons will have to do this step in the future."

Zhao Tianyang said a few words and quickly diverted attention: "Is this gun stock painted with varnish? It's so shiny!"

He regretted it the minute he said it, he hadn't even considered painting the weapon!

"Yes, we asked someone to go up the mountain and collect resin to make it."

Liu Fugui touched his head and said, "I originally thought that the arsenal would have it, but after searching around, I couldn't find it. In the end, I had to go up the mountain to collect resin and make it myself."

"Forehead......"

Zhao Tianyang quickly picked up the bullets beside him: "Quick, is the target standing up? I want to test the gun myself today."

"No need, no need!"

Old Liu quickly grabbed Zhao Tianyang and waved to the gun inspector beside him: "Xiao Wang, take the gun and try it out!"

"Yes."

The gun inspector took the gun from Zhao Tianyang, went to the shooting range, loaded the bullet, took aim, and with a "bang", hit the wooden frame of the target directly in front of him.

"Ahem, maybe he's not familiar with it yet. Just fire a few more rounds and it will be fine."

Mr. Liu coughed twice to hide his embarrassment.

"I understand, all new guns are like this!"

Zhao Tianyang said quickly.

Sure enough, when the gun inspector pulled the trigger and fired the second bullet, the bullet hit the edge of the target accurately.

By the third and fourth shots, he was able to accurately hit the center of the target.

"It seems that the distance of 100 meters is no problem. Let's try other distances!"

Zhao Tianyang suggested.

"Row."

Everyone agreed.

Soon, targets of 200 meters, 250 meters, 300 meters, 350 meters, 400 meters, and 500 meters were set up in turn.

“Bang, bang, bang…”

Thirty minutes later.

"Within 200 meters, trained soldiers can hit the target every time. Within 300 meters, experienced soldiers are needed. Over 400 meters, only sharpshooters can be used."

After the test, Zhao Tianyang concluded: "Overall, this is a very good rifle, especially friendly to novices."

"Great, it worked!"

"Oh, it worked!"

After receiving the affirmation, the experts present jumped and cheered like children.

"Don't be happy too soon. This gun is not without its flaws."

Zhao Tianyang took the rifle handed to him by the examiner and compared its length.

"The overall length of this rifle and the bayonet is still a bit short. It would be better to find a way to lengthen it a bit, otherwise it would be a bit disadvantageous to compete with the Japanese Type 38 rifle with a bayonet."

"That's easy to say."

Liu Fugui thought about the rifle's data and said, "We just need to increase the rifle length to 112 centimeters and increase the bayonet length a little bit."

"This way, the overall length of the rifle can reach 151 centimeters, so we won't be at a disadvantage in a bayonet fight with the Japanese."

"Okay, let's make another rifle based on the data you provided and give it a try!"

Zhao Tianyang nodded and agreed.

"Then the next step is to test the mortar!"

At this time, Master Liu spoke.

"Okay, today I want to see how the mortar designed by Master Liu performs."

Zhao Tianyang joked.

after an hour.

Facts have proved that age is more valuable. After testing, this 18-kilogram mortar has a muzzle velocity of 148 meters per second, a firing rate of 18 rounds per minute, and a maximum range of 1444 meters.

Although it is not as good as the original 60mm mortar, it is also an excellent company-level support artillery.

Most importantly, this weapon can be made with rail steel!!!

"As expected, Mr. Liu is amazing!"

Zhao Tianyang gave a thumbs up and said, "I think this weapon can be produced directly. I believe that after the friendly forces know about it, they will definitely come to place an order overnight."

"Hahahaha, it was just luck."

Mr. Liu smiled and said modestly, "This is also due to everyone's contribution. Tian Jinchen, Yu Xiaping and others often worked until late at night to calculate the data."

"No, no, without your leadership, Mr. Liu, we would not have been able to build the mortar so quickly."

Tian Jinchen, Yu Xiaping and others quickly denied it. They felt that they were just helping to calculate the data and were no match for Mr. Liu.

"Okay, you're all great."

Zhao Tianyang interrupted the compliments and said, "How about we name these two weapons?"

"name?"

Everyone suddenly became quiet. Naming a weapon is every weapon designer's favorite thing to do.

"Master Liu, you took the lead in making this rifle. What is its name? Can you tell me?"

Zhao Tianyang said while holding up his rifle.

"I?"

Liu Guifu blushed a little: "I think the original naming method of the arsenal is very good, let's call it Taihang Type 1 Carbine Rifle!"

"Then I'll call this the Taihang 60 Mortar!"

As soon as Liu Guifu finished speaking, Mr. Liu took over without hesitation.

Hearing these two names, the corners of Zhao Tianyang's mouth twitched. It seems that all weapons produced by the arsenal in the future will have the word Taihang in their names.

Seeing that no one objected, Zhao Tianyang had no choice but to agree.