1840 Indian Rebirth

Chapter 83 [New Pistol]

The horse whistle was the first to turn into a realistic gun concept, which was naturally an improvement on the revolver.

Samuel Colt in New Jersey may have been improving his work at the same time, and may have completed the improvement.

With the help of Captain Walker, Colt's improved work is the famous "Walker revolver". The birth of this pistol officially opened the era of Colt.

However, the Walker revolver is still not perfect, but some of the more prominent design defects have been removed, and the overall reliability still needs to be improved.

As a future man, Ma Shuo would certainly not take these detours, so his improvement was a step further than the Walker pistol, no, it should be said that it was several steps further.

His first improvement was to control the weight of the gun body.

A major flaw of the early Colt pistols was the overflow of power. The sixty-grain gunpowder charge made it exaggeratedly lethal, enough to kill a war horse with one shot.

But overflow lethality isn't practical.

What the soldiers really need is to kill people, not kill horses, and the extra lethality also makes the pistol heavy, often reaching more than two kilograms, which hinders portability and stability.

This was an obvious flaw, but one that Samuel Colt never got over, perhaps as a matter of personal preference.

Not only did he fail to correct the evil and return to the right, but even worsened.

So much so that later Colt even created a pistol weighing three kilograms, which could almost be called a "hand cannon".

Therefore, the horse sentry controlled the amount of charge to forty grains. One grain is the weight of a barley grain, which is about 0.065 grams, and forty grains is about 2.6 grams.

After trimming the excess power, the newly designed pistol weighs 1.6 kg, which is much thinner and has a six-chamber chamber.

Then there's the solid frame design.

The solid frame is the earliest design adopted by Colt M1855. In short, this design is that the cylinder is "wrapped" by the gun body from the upper and lower directions. Most of the future revolvers will adopt this design, which can greatly Improve stability.

Of course, there are still some adjustments to the details. In the end, the revolver designed by the horse whistle looks more like the Remington M1858, which is far better than the current defective Colt pistols in terms of appearance and practicality.

Of course, it still cannot be compared with the real Remington M1858. At that time, the smelting technology has made great progress, which is an irreparable fundamental gap.

Ma Shao also knows the general development route of steelmaking technology, but he has neither a factory nor a mine, so naturally he has no foundation to use it. He can only purchase steel from the outside world through Clark Town.

"boom!"

The horse whistle pulled the trigger, and with the smoke and gunshots, lead bullets shot out from the new revolver and hit the target not far away.

"Well done, Mr. Browning, you have perfectly realized my idea." He smiled, playing with the new pistol in his hand.

“Making it is just menial work compared to your design,” said Browning, whose attitude has changed dramatically from last year to a more polite one.

In fact, he still can't believe it. After only a short period of study and sporadic practice, this Indian chief has shown extraordinary talent in gun design, which makes him feel ashamed, who has always been proud.

When Horse Whistle handed him the blueprint for a new pistol, he no longer dared to call the young Indian chief a barbarian.

"This gun doesn't have a name yet, maybe we should give it one," Browning suggested.

Horse Whistle thought for a while: "Well...let's call it 'Browning Pistol'."

"What?" Browning thought he had heard wrong.

"Browning pistol, your last name, Mr. Gunsmith." Horse Whistle repeated with a smile.The real Browning in the future may be squeezed out of history.

"I..." Browning stammered and swallowed, "Although this is a great honor, I must admit that it does not belong to me. You are the real creator."

Horse whistle: "Yes, I am the owner of this honor, so I have the right to give it to anyone, don't I?"

"Well, you're right, but...why?" Browning couldn't help asking.

"Of course it's not free." Horse Whistle looked directly at him, "Mr. Browning, if you are willing to be a dedicated teacher for Sleeping Bear, this honor belongs to you."

Browning was silent.Of course he understood the implication of these words. Although Horse Whistle had arranged for him a dozen Apache apprentices, he did not teach seriously, but instead arranged a lot of tea and water for the apprentices.

The purpose of the horse post couldn't be more obvious. To get this honor, he must teach the Apache people the original gun-making technology.

Even though Browning's impression of the Apaches had improved, it still made him a little resistant.

But eventually, he figured it out.

Looking at this young chief whose size and intelligence were impressive enough, Browning suddenly realized that sooner or later the Apaches would master gun-making technology, and all other technologies.

In contrast, the honor of the new pistol is not something that belongs to him sooner or later-as a senior gunsmith, Browning realized the excellence of this pistol almost immediately.

Of course there is another important reason.

The patent for the revolver belonged to Colt, and Colt had the foresight to apply for a series of patents in many countries, building a patent wall that could not be bypassed.

This made it legally impossible for others to produce and sell revolvers.It may be okay to secretly create a little by yourself, but large-scale production will inevitably lead to lawsuits.After all, it is a weapon, neither Colt himself nor the US government will let it go.

Only in Sleeping Bear City could Browning make a new type of pistol openly and engrave his name on the body of the gun.

"Okay, I accept your terms." Browning said, "I will make them all qualified gunsmiths."

Ma Shao nodded, chatted with him for a while, and finally said: "We may fight recently, and make more lead bullets."

……

"What to do, they're about to catch up!" Several blacks ran on the plain, out of breath, looking back in horror from time to time.

"Look, there's a small town over there!" Someone suddenly pointed.

The companion who fled together blurted out: "What about the small town, this is not Canada!"

Canada has officially abolished slavery long ago, and the dream of many black slaves in the United States is to escape to Canada, but obviously, these few people did not realize their dreams.

No sooner had they escaped to the middle of the United States than they were discovered by slave hunters, and it seemed that they were about to return to slavery.

"This is a plain, we have nowhere to escape, maybe there will be abolitionists in this town willing to help us!"

"Well, God bless."

Several black people went straight to the small town not far away.

(End of this chapter)