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Maybe it's because of the protection of kerosene. Although these 38-year-old lids have been stored for sixty or seventy years, Xie Yu cleaned them and reassembled them before trying them out.

Judging from the sound of the spring rebounding when the bolt is pulled and the trigger is pulled, there is nothing special and it should not be broken.

But because there are no bullets, and the age is indeed too long, Xie Yu cannot confirm it because it is too detailed.

When Xie Yugang packed up the third 38 big cover, Fatty Wang came over excitedly holding a half-opened iron box and said:

"Lao Xie, come and try, I found something good."

In Xie Yu's confusion, Fatty Wang suddenly overturned the contents of the iron box onto the tarpaulin spread on the ground by Xie Yu.

Xie Yu frowned and said, "You Fatty Wang, didn't you see me applying my gun? You can't spread a tarp by yourself? Really."

Even though he said this, the child still picked up the dagger and picked something that Fatty Wang had dumped on the tarpaulin.

Xie Yu sniffed it first, then suddenly realized something, and said to himself: "This is gun oil, isn't it?"

Soon Xie Yu opened the oil stains outside, and some yellow-orange metal bullets appeared in front of Xie Yu.

Xie Yu said happily: "That's okay, Fatty Wang. I was worried that I had a gun but no bullets. You found a box."

Fatty Wang didn't show any joy and said: "How about it, Lao Xie, do you think the bullet is still usable? After all, it must be sixty or seventy years old."

Xie Yu: "This bullet has gun oil on the outside and kerosene on the outside to protect it. Although decades have passed, it has not been exposed to air and has not been oxidized. It should still be usable."

Fatty Wang: "Really? Lao Xie, please don't fool your uncle. I feel like something is getting more and more wrong around here, especially the appearance of those poisonous snakes. In this environment, a gun is necessary to save your life."

"But if the fight fails at the critical moment, it will be fatal."

Xie Yu: "Fat Wang, who are you? Forget it.

Let me tell you, Fatty Wang, I am not ambitious, and the gadgets produced by the Japanese are quite durable."

"Besides, it's a mule or a horse, just try it."

After saying that, Xie Yu pointed to the three-eight lids that he had applied.

Fatty Wang understood what Xie Yu meant, and he quickly picked out a few 5.6mm bullets with large 38 caps. After wiping off the oil on the surface with a cloth, he loaded them into the gun chamber and prepared to test the gun.

Xie Yu quickly stopped him. You must know that the place where Xie Yu was packing the gun was stained by kerosene. What if a spark caught fire?

Xie Yu didn't want to die before he left the army. No matter how good his skills were, he was still afraid of being burned.

Fatty Wang was very smart, but he was a little anxious and ran away excitedly to test the gun without saying anything.

Sure enough, not long after, Xie Yu, who was still cleaning his gun, heard the distinctive clear and loud sound of Sanba Gate in the distance. From the sound, it seemed that there was nothing wrong.

After a while, Fatty Wang and Pan Zi came over happily.

Pan Zi saw several rifles that Xie Yu had wiped out on the tarpaulin and said, "Fat Xie, it's okay. I didn't expect that you are good at cleaning guns, aren't you?"

Before Xie Yu could say anything, Fatty Wang said: "That's right, not to mention the Japs' stuff is of pretty good quality. After a few decades, there's nothing wrong with it and it fires normally."

"Don't tell me, the recoil of this old gun is not as great as expected, and its accuracy is not low!"

Xie Yu was stunned for a moment and said: "How could it be possible? Fatty Wang, you have a lot of shooting experience and you don't have any recoil!"

Pan Zi: "Xie Yu, do you have any opinions?"

Xie Yu shook his head and said, "I'm a little confused. After I finish applying the cover of the last 38 gun, let's go test the gun together."

Pan Zi and Fatty Wang naturally agreed, and then they cleaned the bullets and Xie Yu reassembled the gun after scratching it.

The three of them were very fast. By the time Xie Yu had cleaned and assembled all the remaining 38 covers, Pan Zi and Fatty Wang had already collected about 200 pieces of bullets from the 38 covers.

Looking at the yellow-orange bullets and the slender 38 caps, Xie Yu felt happy to speak out.

Soon, the three of them took bullets and five 38 caps and headed to the place where Fatty Wang had just tested the gun.

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Because it is in a dense rainforest, although there is some open space due to the fire, we can only set up a gun target of about 80 to 90 meters at the farthest.

But looking at the makeshift gun target in front of him, Xie Yu could not hide his excitement.

Since there was no bullet loaded, Xie Yu could only stuff the yellow-orange bullets into the three large-cap magazines one by one.

Xie Yu pulled the bolt of the gun. Since the distance was too close, it was unnecessary. He pulled out the gun ruler marked with 2000 meters. After aiming at the target, Xie Yu suppressed the excitement in his heart and fired decisively.

After remembering a clear sound, the bullet hit the target. Xie Yu was confused and fired another bullet, finally understanding something.

Seeing that Xie Yu did not continue shooting and seemed to be thinking about something, Pan Zi asked: "Fat Xie, what's wrong? Is there something wrong? Why do I feel like you know these three big things very well?"

Xie Yu asked back: "Pan Zi, you are also a veteran with guns. Didn't you find any problem?"

Pan Zi: "You fat man, if you have anything to say, say it quickly. Although I am a veteran of playing with guns, I really don't know much about this kind of old-fashioned rifle. Please tell me what's going on."

Fatty Wang also said: "Thank you, Fatty. Although you are a heavier person in the same position, I despise you. When did you learn to show off? You are dishonest!"

After Xie Yu chuckled for a while, he said: "It's nothing. I just tried two shots and found out that although these 38-inch caps have been stored well in kerosene, they have indeed been sixty or seventy years old and their performance in all aspects has declined drastically."

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Pan Zi: "What do you mean? There won't be any accidents or explosions or anything like that!"

Xie Yu: "Exploding the chamber? The possibility of exploding the chamber is very low."

"How can I put it, I have been thinking about it for too long. Although it can be used, its performance will be reduced. For example, this gun used to be usable after firing 2,000 bullets, but now it may be useless after firing 1,000 bullets.

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Pan Zi: "This is expected. Although it has been well maintained, it has been so long. Let me tell you if there are any problems."

Xie Yu: "There is also a problem with this bullet. Although it can be fired, it has been stored for too long. Some of the gunpowder inside has lost some of its strength. It cannot burn completely, which will cause the power to be reduced. Of course, the advantage is that the recoil is reduced.

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Pan Zi: "The gunpowder is not completely burned. This is easy to solve. Just adjust the gun spring to increase the impact. This is what I did when I was a soldier."
Chapter completed!