Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 397: Attack

Now that the security problems in Langhu Town are hopefully resolved, Claude is not concerned about the burglar crawling into the estate in the middle of the night. He went to Anna Ranch again, and today he wanted to make it clear to his sisters, Anna and Mrs. Sonia, what kind of long rifle he needed. As for Master Byrd, Claude now has a headache because the old man has recently become obsessed with the fire engine and has been studying in the iron ore factory why hot air can push such heavy piston links...

“This is what I want for a long rifle.” Claude now has a small blackboard hanging from a newly completed gun research lab, where he paints his own impression of a rifle: “It's about a meter and a half long, including a butt, and about a meter and eight after the bayonet, fires brass shell bullets like a revolver, perhaps a longer shell, loaded with more firing powder, and increases range.

I can only paint a rough picture of what I imagined, and there is nothing on the barrel but sights and distance-adjusting doors. The cartridge should be in the middle and rear of the barrel, and I imagine there's a pull rod, pull the exposed barrel, load the cartridge, aim the shot, then pull the cartridge case out, reload the cartridge, and keep firing. If possible, I think I could design a magazine below with five bullets in it.

After firing, you just need a pull rod, the barrel opens, the shell pops out, then closes the barrel, and the bullet in the lower magazine fills automatically into the empty barrel. This avoids the hassle of loading a bullet, just pull the lever and close it each time you fire. Once you've finished firing the bullets in the magazine, you can pull the entire magazine out and replace it with a magazine filled with bullets that you can shoot continuously.

Of course, you don't have to think about magazines the first time you design them, just one bullet at a time. I mainly wonder how the barrel part of this loaded gun should be designed. After all, I am not a professional mechanic, I can't think of the structure of this tie rod, I can only refer to my ideas. If you have a better way, then you don't have to think about my plan, just your own design. ”

Claude made it very simple, but the problem was that after painting his so-called imaginary rifle on the little blackboard, he looked like he wanted to curse himself. Nima, how do you resemble a kid's .38 rifle so much, can't help it, Claude is not a military fan, even if the old boss took him to the range a few times to shoot, he doesn't have any feelings or interest in those guns. The rifle he painted now looks like a .38 rifle, and is purely the impression of those anti-Japanese dramas in his past life. The .38 rifle of the kid can be considered the most impressive gun impression in his memory.

“Claude, how far are you imagining the range of a rifle like this?” Lady Sonia stood up like a good student and asked.

Range... Claude touched his chin and thought, “I want this rifle to have an accurate range of 200 meters, an effective range of 400 meters, and a maximum range of about 500 meters...”

“Uh...” Lady Sonia stunned: “Is this possible? ”

How is it impossible? In previous life, it was said that the kid's .38 rifle had the longest range of 800 meters, and that he could put a bullet in the front and rear of both eyes within 400 meters. Of course, Claude didn't expect to make a rifle as mature as a .38 rifle, but halfway through the range would be the biggest advance, at least farther than a firerope.

“One step at a time, we design guns that can be backloaded, as I said, and then we refine them, and I believe that one day we will be able to produce rifles with as much range as I call them.” Claude said.

Then I pointed to the body of the rifle that I drew on the blackboard: “My initial idea was that the barrel of the gun was connected here, like a revolver, and the barrel came here, and the back was the barrel of the gun, and pulled the lever, and the barrel was exposed, and the barrel was filled, and the lever was pushed, and the door above the barrel was closed, and the barrel became a sealed space. Pull the pull rod after firing, then open the door on the gun, and the shell casing of the fired warhead inside will automatically pop up.

But I really don't know how to design the door above the gun, how to connect the tie rod, how to automatically pop up the shell casing after firing without a clue. Sonia, you have more experience with this than my sister, and you need to think about it. In addition, if the wooden stock is removed, this rifle should be a rectangle except for the barrel in front, where all mechanical movement changes should be inside the rectangle... "

Lady Sonia nodded: "Okay, I got it in my heart. ”

“In addition to the design of this rifle, you have to find a way to study the steps and production equipment for the large-scale production of that safe explosive, because if we could produce that kind of safe explosive on a massive scale, perhaps we could reduce the amount of ammunition loaded, increase the range even further, and that projectile could be replaced by a grenade, more powerful and thrown further.” Claude said.

“I know, Second Brother.” Sister Anna replied, "Are you leaving now? Are you coming or not for the next few days..."

Claude nodded: "Well, the day after tomorrow, we're going to march to the port of Vibato, so we're going to go to the battlefield command for some business for the next two days, so we won't come. I'll come back after this march takes over the port of Vibato. ”

“Then wait, I made you a gift.” Sister Anna said she pulled a big box out of the table, opened it, and inside was a revolver with a black leather holster.

“How come there are so many?” Claude was stunned.

Sister Anna put all these revolvers on the table: "In the meantime, Sister Sonia helped me make these in the Alchemy Charm Array, along with the first three, which were ten revolvers. The ten revolvers will become the most memorable original sample guns when they can be machine-generated and assembled by hand, as Sister Sonia told me. ”

Claude was surprised: "All mine? ”

Sister Anna whispered: “You think beautiful, I want one, Sister Sonia wants one, Mike wants one, Little Booker wants one, and I want to give him a Big Gummy too. The remaining five can only hold one, and the other four revolvers can be placed first and then given to others as a gift and a compassion. This is the most expensive gift of our Fields family. ”

Claude shook her head and smiled bitterly. She looked at Lady Sonia next to her and said that her sister had taught her all this thinking. There was no way to tell her to follow Master Byrd in designing guns for private customization, knowing how to add value to the guns.

“Which one's for me?” Claude asked.

“The top one, number one.” Mrs. Sonia replied beside her.

And the number, Claude, pull out the revolver at the top, pull out the gun from the black holster and watch carefully. However, the barrel and barrel were painted silver and several golden wavy patterns were engraved on the frame, which had transformed the original black and haunted revolver into a beautifully decorated piece of art. The biggest change was the gun handle, which was originally two pieces of wood, which had been replaced by two pale yellow ivory pieces and engraved with a simple farmer's picture on the plot, with a line below: Field Revolver (I)

Claudeson sighed: “Fortunately, you didn't make it golden, otherwise I wouldn't dare wear it around. But, Anna, what are you doing engraving this farmer on the handle? ”

Mrs. Sonia replied: "Claude, you forgot your family name. Does Fields' Gukherz mean farmer? This revolver was named after Fields in honor of your invention of the revolver. ”

“Well, farmer revolvers, that's a good name.” Claude said, "If you can design the rifle I want, I can name it after your family name, or your name, Sonia 591. How about that? ”

“Why is there a 591 inside?” Lady Sonia is confused.

Claude explained, "This is the anniversary of the year, and this year is 590, and if you can design this new type of rifle next year, the anniversary is 591, indicating that you designed this new type of rifle in 591. If it's the latter year, it's 592, very simple. ”

“Oh, yeah.” Lady Sonia suddenly realized that it was a good way to name it.

“Here you go, too.” Sister Anna was also well aware that in the design of the new rifle, she could only strike Mrs. Sonia, so there was no controversy over Claude's name of the rifle, and she handed Claude a small black purse, or a small square purse that could be hung on the waist belt.

“What is this?” Claude opened it and there were six identical silver reels, all filled with brass bullet casings.

“This is a handmade bullet that Anna has worked so hard for you over the past few days, with six replacement reels for each revolver, and a total of 42 bullets on the body of the gun. There is a small piece of bone stuck in the back of the reel in this cartridge bag, which is used to prevent collisions. Remember to remove the small piece of bone when changing the reel.” Lady Sonia said.

Claude was very satisfied, and now he finally has his own gun.

“You called in Big Gummy, and the revolver number 10 was given to him.” Sister Anna said.

Big Gummy was a surprise. He didn't think Anna would think of him. He made him a revolver, and for a moment he just smiled with a cracked mouth. Claude knew that his sister Anna thought of him as her own family, and the other wanted him to be safe.

“Gemmy, remember, there's a little safety switch on top of the gun handle, right here. This pin is the same, twist the hammer on top and you can snap the trigger and shoot. You twist the hammer down there and you're stuck, and the trigger won't pull. This is to prevent a fire, remember?” Sister Anna held a revolver finger and showed Big Gummy the insurance.

Big Gummy smiled and nodded vigorously, like Claude, all with the same bullet bag.

Soon after two days, it was time to march on the port of Vibato. Claude got up early in the morning, kissed his wife and children, hugged his mother goodbye, and promised to bring his brother Browick to his mother alive when he returned from the trip. This led to the arrival and disembarkation of a convoy of Yarik butlers and manor servants, escorted to theatre headquarters by a small squad of guards from the large Gemi belt.

This trip, Claude was accompanied by the new Chief Commander of the theatre, General Algers, who had been suspended for half a month by the guard regiment and the Rock Third Division of General Bitchclin, as well as two main field regiments led by the Rock Second Division, General Sevichit, before assembling again in the Dolinibara River the two main field regiments of the Rock First Division of General Bolognick, to the Castle of Wickham, where he joined the Legion of Reting.

At that time, Claude will also lead a division of the Thunder Legion into the port of Vibato in the Kingdom of the Hicks, sit back or watch the guards take over the port of Vibato, gain a battle for General Algers to be promoted to the Kingdom's Marshal, and end this colonial war with the Kingdom of the Hicks for more than four years...

In the morning, Claude will be required to attend a tour of duty at theatre headquarters and accompany General Algers on his departure. Halfway across the road, Claude's convoy met a telecommuter from theatre headquarters who conveyed a message from General Argers, sending Claude directly to the Grand Square in Lake Lan town, where the expedition ceremony was rescheduled. General Algers, General Beechlin, General Scully and General Sevicht have gone first.

Claude had a headache. In fact, there was a small square in front of the theatre headquarters, where a brief expedition ceremony was supposed to be sufficient, but General Argers and the senior officers of the guard corps liked to be lively and had the intention of promoting the vigilance of the guard corps, which temporarily moved the expedition ceremony to the larger Langhu Town Square, where Claude suspected that they would likely be speaking and holding a parade ceremony.

It hurts my balls, I don't like the noise, can't you just keep your head down... Claude mumbles the wagon to Langhu Town Square. Due to the expansion of Lanhu Town, this large square was newly planned and located in Zhenxi, and Claude rushed there for another 20 minutes.

Near Lanhu Town Square, there are also more and more people on the street, most of whom go to the Square to watch the expedition ceremony. There was no popular entertainment during this era, so the rare tour ceremony became a popular one for everyone, and the carriage and the guard team next to it had to slow down because there were too many vehicles and pedestrians in front.

There was a collision between the donkey truck of a hawker in front of him and a paddle truck full of people, and there was a heated argument between the two sides. Big Gummy was impatient to let the two guards in front drive them out of the way. It turned out unexpected that a few boys sitting on a paddle were shoving at the guards who had driven them , and screaming uncleanly.

“Go to four more men and arrest those boys.” Big Gummy sank his face and waved to several guards beside him, commanding him.

Claude was impatient to sit in the trunk and open the door to ask what had happened. Big Grimes ran to the side of the car and was about to answer, and suddenly his face changed dramatically. Claude had a strong palpitation and glanced at his side, and the corner of his eyes was looking at the wagon he was riding in the hands of a man with a gray robe covered in his face, 30 to 40 metres from the left. A big, red, brilliant fireball like a basin, flying fast.

“Fireball... magician...?” Before Claude woke up from the shock, he was grabbed by the big Gemmy and pulled down the carriage, smashed to the ground, and then felt the big Gemmy's heavy body pressed against his body.

“Boom!” burst, Claude lay on the ground feeling his head faint, his body seemed hit hard, his chest muffled, his mouth and nose filled with dust from the ground. That's when he heard the screams of terror, the screams, the crying, the burning of something.

Am I being attacked by a magician? Claude didn't know what was going on, but then his neck burned, and it seemed like a hot stream was pouring on his neck. Claude immediately remembered the big guy who was lying on his back, hurried to flip him, and dumped the big guy who was pressing him down.

I looked up around and saw my wagon blown up by the fire ball half a dozen times, the carpet was burning, and the surrounding dust was flying, several guards were falling to the ground, and I was dizzy trying to climb up, and I couldn't even ride, and the big grime was pouring in the blood...

“He's not dead, there!” A strange voice screamed far from the street.

Claude found at this moment that he couldn't remember any spell in his mind, and he had to lean against the wheel and pull out the revolver he was carrying...