Chapter 382 Browning has less hair

Author: Mosaic's Melancholy

Roswell, outside the gun factory, shooting range.

"His he got in?"

Chen Jianqiu was holding a brand new rifle in his hand, and asked while studying the structure of the gun.

Next to him was a wooden table with a few guns and some bullets on it.

"Well, yes, Cronin trusts him very much now, he is just right-hand man." Asuka, who was standing beside him, replied.

The "he" they mentioned certainly refers to Holly lurking into the Knights of Labor.

Feiniao told Chen Jianqiu one by one the news that Holly came from.

Including Cronin's leftist political proposition, as well as differences with the Knights of Labor Headquarters and other California unions.

Chen Jianqiu said "Oh".

He disagreed with the claims of these unions in the United States in this era.

These claims are often proposed by the founders of the union, and are primitive, instinctive, and have a serious personal touch.

This is an American-style strange phenomenon.

The most modern tendencies are covered in the cloak of the most medieval times, while the most democratic, even rebellious spirit is hidden under the superficial, but in fact, powerless autocracy.

In addition, all kinds of bulls, ghosts, gods and snakes have entered the team with their own goals.

Therefore, Chen Jianqiu always believed that they lacked sufficient vision and theoretical height.

At least, he believes that at the jieji level, it should not be divided into ethnic groups.

It would be a bit shameful if you still use this as a means to strengthen yourself.

Chen Jianqiu refused to agree on this point.

"Let him continue to lurk. If you need any help, communicate with Hanif in time. The first thing is to ensure your safety and reduce contact if necessary."

Chen Jianqiu reminded.

At the same time, he picked up a magazine with five bullets embedded from the wooden table beside him and pressed it into the magazine compartment.

Chen Jianqiu pushed the bolt forward and rotated it ninety degrees to put it on the side.

Then he raised the gun in his hand and pulled the trigger to the bottle that was a target in the distance.

"Bang!"

A deafening gunshot sounded, and the wine bottle was smashed to pieces.

Chen Jianqiu pulled the bolt backward.

Only a crisp click sound could be heard.

The yellow shell bounced out of the cartridge.

The second bullet is loaded.

He pulled the trigger again.

Without any suspense, the bottle was shattered again.

It's so comfortable, it's true that pulling the big sling is a man's romance.

"Not bad." Chen Jianqiu touched the gun and said to Browning on the side, "It's much better than the last time the tube-type bullet casing."

Browning's mind was full of question marks.

He hadn't introduced to Chen Jianqiu how to use this gun.

Why is my boss so skilled?

More than two years ago, he made the first prototype gun with smokeless gunpowder bullet, but Chen Jianqiu was crazily ridiculed by Chen Jianqiu because it was a tube-type bullet casing.

But the gun named "Roswell 1882" is now sold very well in the United States.

It also spread to Europe, and it is said that the French were considering mass production and equipment of their own troops.

But Chen Jianqiu still asked him to use a box cartridge and make further improvements.

His boss told him shamelessly that he would draw a schematic diagram for him.

But when Browning actually got the so-called schematic diagram, he was completely stunned.

Can this be called painting?

Too abstract.

In the end, he was a technical specialist in fake certificates, an expert in art forgery, and Roswell's only painter, Master Nigo, who drew the schematic diagram based on Chen Jianqiu's description and previous "abstract art works".

In this way, it took Browning almost two years to get the prototype gun out.

Chen Jianqiu painted Gew.98, which is the 98K father, using a fixed double-row magazine and a rotating rear-pull bolt.

Of course, he couldn't tell whether he was drawing a father or son.

However, Browning actually made it out in the same way.

Chen Jianqiu, who is a time traveler, does not feel guilty when he "learned" the French and then "refer to" the Germans.

"You can try it." Chen Jianqiu handed the gun in his hand to Camilla behind him.

Under Chen Jianqiu's guidance, Camilla also tried to fire a few shots and expressed satisfaction with the performance of the gun.

"Let them install a scope for you, which is much more useful than the one you used to be." Chen Jianqiu said.

He glanced at the other rifles on the table again.

He was happy when his eyes swept to one of them.

Chen Jianqiu picked up the gun and repeatedly pondered it.

Isn't this a Model 8?

This gun is a semi-automatic rifle, and if it were in the original timeline, the great gunman designer Browning would not be brought out after twenty years.

The reason was very simple. At that time, the military and civilians of various countries were not very interested in automatic weapons and semi-automatic weapons.

It is one aspect that feels that it is not stable enough, and the conservative thinking is another aspect.

Besides, isn’t he good with a lever rifle?

He glanced at Browning next to him, wanting to laugh a little.

If he hadn't forced this talented designer to develop semi-automatic weapons, he would never have imagined that he had such potential.

"This gun is too complicated and prone to problems in harsh environmental conditions. Moreover, the parts are extremely difficult to deal with and the cost is very high, so."

Browning's implication is that the gun is priced high and can be used for wealthy people to hunt and play, but it's better to expect to sell it to the Army to make money.

He actually couldn't understand why his boss wanted to study this broken thing without market prospects by himself.

"I won't sell this thing for now, I'll send it to the detective agency." Chen Jianqiu played with the gun, "You can continue to research and improve."

Browning touched his nose.

He really doesn't want to continue to research automatic and semi-automatic weapons, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive.

However, Chen Jianqiu pulled him aside and gave him a reason that he could not refuse.

The share has increased again.

Who will be unable to get along with the money?

"This is how you do you get a pistol first," Chen Jianqiu looked at Browning's increasingly thin hair, "It's better to get a pistol."

If this continues, I am afraid that the good weapons will not come out and Browning's scalp will be lost first.

"Why, you want to change the gun again?" Browning looked at Chen Jianqiu, his eyes a little desperate.

"Why do you say 're Again'?" Chen Jianqiu patted Browning's shoulder.

He lifted his clothes, revealed the two golden Colts, and said with a smile.

"Didn't I use these two all the time?"

"There must be a market for automatic pistols." Chen Jianqiu said, "We want to make a lot of money, right?"

"As for me, I'm not in a hurry at all. These two guns are very easy to use and I don't plan to change them. After all, I have feelings, but"

Browning breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could fully exhale his breath, he was shocked by Chen Jianqiu's "button".

"You have to help me change these two guns."

"You have to help me see if there is a faster way to change bullets, such as changing bullet nests directly."

"The gun's airtight performance cannot be better."

"Can you get some more powerful bullets?"

"Hey, hey, master, are you listening to me?"

Browning looked blank, looked at the target in front of him, and then looked at the two revolvers in Chen Jianqiu's holster.

What about "use it very conveniently"?

He touched his hair and sighed deeply.
Chapter completed!