Carrying the new rifle, with the spare bullets in a pouch, he mounted the big motorcycle and headed for the training ground's firing range.
Liu Meng and the others were training new recruits as usual. Upon seeing the new rifle on Fang Er's back, their eyes lit up.
"Continue training!"
After shouting to the new recruits, they gathered around Fang Er.
"Marquis, what is this?"
Fang Er parked the motorcycle to the side and took down the rifle.
"Yun Er-shi, a bolt-action rifle. Follow me."
After a brief explanation, he walked towards the firing range.
The firing range was on the east side of the training ground, occupying an area of five mu. The open ground had a neat row of concrete platforms on Fang Er's side, used for placing guns and ammunition.
On the other side was a trench, and behind the trench was a neat row of targets.
"Send someone to report the hits."
Fang Er placed the pouch of bullets on the concrete platform and said to Liu Meng.
One of the personal guards behind them walked out and ran towards the trench. Upon arrival, he gestured to them and then jumped into the trench, awaiting Fang Er's shot.
Fang Er first disassembled the entire Yun Er-shi into parts on the concrete platform, explaining the differences from the Yun Yi-shi to Liu Meng and the others.
Yun Er-shi: Operating Principle: Bolt-action, Mauser-style front bolt locking, manual, magazine capacity: internal magazine, 5 rounds, clip loading.
The entire rifle weighs eight jin, the bullets have a diameter of 8 millimeters, the gun length is one meter and one, the barrel length is sixty centimeters, and the maximum theoretical range is five hundred meters.
Additionally, it is equipped with a complete set of sights, a rear sight leaf and a blade-shaped front sight, which the Yun Yi-shi lacks.
While explaining, he demonstrated the disassembly, assembly, and maintenance of the rifle.
After a series of metallic clicks, the parts were reassembled.
He pulled the bolt, and the bullets in the magazine were fed into the chamber.
Fang Er aimed at the distant target. As he pulled the trigger, with a bang, the bullet flew out of the muzzle.
A hole was shot in the distant target.
The soldier in the trench raised a yellow wooden board, signaling to check the target.
Fang Er put down the rifle. After a while, the soldier ran back carrying the target.
"To Marquis, a bullseye! You shot too accurately!"
Fang Er was very embarrassed.
"This damn thing isn't the target I was aiming at!"
And it was separated by one target from the one he was aiming at.
"What the hell. Wait a minute?"
"How far is the target from here?"
Liu Meng scratched his head. "Marquis, three hundred meters."
Fang Er handed the rifle over. "Here, you guys try it."
The few people excitedly reached out to grab the rifle, but Liu Meng, who was closer, snatched it first.
Following Fang Er's actions, he pulled the bolt, loaded a bullet, tilted the muzzle upwards, and said to the soldier reporting the hits.
"Fixed target, two hundred meters."
"Yes!"
The soldier ran back again.
In the Skyfire Army, units of measurement like meters, centimeters, and millimeters were already skillfully used, thanks to the teachings of Ma Tongyuan and others.
After daily military training, they would come to give soldiers remedial lessons in cultural knowledge, a rule Fang Er had established from the very beginning of the Skyfire Army's establishment.
The soldier ran to the two hundred-meter trench and took a target from below, holding it over his head.
Liu Meng saw the target raised, aimed, and pulled the trigger.
*Pop!*
After the shot, he quickly reloaded and fired again.
*Pop, pop, pop!*
He fired all four remaining bullets from Fang Er before stopping.
The soldier first displayed a yellow card to signal the target report, then jumped out of the trench. After counting the bullet holes on the target, he ran back carrying it.
"Marquis, Battalion Commander, one shot a bullseye, one shot a two-ring, two shots a three-ring."
"Hahahaha~~~"
Zhang Tian and Wu Yong laughed loudly at Liu Meng from the side, making him somewhat indignant.
"Again!"
Saying that, Liu Meng pulled open the magazine to reload.
"Battalion Commander Liu, save your strength! It's time to change!"
Zhang Tian and Wu Yong went up and snatched the rifle.
As a result, after each of them fired five shots, they had to reluctantly admit that they had two misses out of five shots!
Fang Er was secretly delighted in his heart. He had successfully shown off.
"Alright, this rifle also needs to be used as a sample for Zhao Gang and the others to imitate. That's all for today."
After speaking, he picked up the rifle and left with the bullets.
Watching him take the rifle away, Liu Meng and the others were reluctant. This thing was much better than the Yun Yi-shi.
Five rounds per loading, and no need to frequently clean the barrel.
However, thinking that the Marquis would surely issue them in large quantities in the future, they couldn't help but feel anticipation.
Upon returning to the technical school, Fang Er called all of Zhao Gang and the others over.
"This is the Yun Er-shi, and it will be the main weapon of the Skyfire Army in the future. You need to understand it quickly and produce it in large quantities."
Zhao Gang took the rifle and examined it up and down.
"Marquis, for mass production, we need to rebuild the workshops first. Otherwise, relying solely on manpower, manufacturing barrels will be too slow."
Fang Er nodded.
"This is indeed a problem."
The reconstruction of the workshops here currently faces two problems.
One is that the weather is cold, and the conditions for using cement are not met. The other is that the Longshou Canal has already formed thin ice, and the water flow speed is not enough to meet the electricity generation requirements.
"Let's go to the Ba River Shipyard!"
Fang Er thought of the shipyard. Located at the fork of the Ba River, the water flow speed would definitely be sufficient, and the large water volume meant there was no fear of the river freezing over.
ps: Chapter 1