Chongzhen Daming: Starting from Coal Mountain

Chapter 625 Sniper Rifle
Zhu Cijiong and Hu Guozhu soon saw these rifles.

Eight thousand rifled rifles were packed in eight hundred long wooden crates.

In addition, there are [-] wooden crates containing cardboard fixed ammunition and priming kits.

"Prince Ding, please first." Hu Xinshui, Hu Guozhu and his son signaled Zhu Cijiong to test the gun first.

Zhu Cijiong was not polite either, and asked Xu Wuniu to pry open a wooden crate and take out a rifle from it.

Bugarao, who brought the gun in person, quickly delivered a round of cardboard fixed ammunition and a primer pack.

Zhu Cijiong reached out to take it, first loaded the paper-shell fixed-load bullet from the muzzle, then pressed it to the bottom of the barrel with a cleaning rod, and then opened the impact anvil to expose the priming chamber, and filled the priming package.

After filling the primer pack, press it lightly.

The thin silk soaked in oil immediately crumbles.

The gunpowder in the primer bag seeped into the fire door.

Immediately there was a loud bang, and a huge anti-shock force was transmitted from the gun stock in an instant, which made Zhu Cijiong's right shoulder faintly numb, what a huge anti-shock force!
The next moment, Zhu Cijiong's eyes widened suddenly.

Let go again, and the anvil will bounce back under the pressure of the steel spring, covering the priming chamber tightly, so even in rainy and snowy weather, it will not be affected too much, and it can still start.

"It's three times bigger?" Zhu Cijiong said happily, "Wouldn't it be possible to hit farther?"

After a short operation, Zhu Cijiong really made an original sniper rifle, and the school gun even thought of it.

When looking through the binoculars at a human-shaped target [-] paces away, it is about the same as a hundred paces away.

Zhu Cijiong wanted the tinsmith to solder his three-section single-copper telescope to death, that is, to lock the section tube so that it would no longer expand and contract, so that it could always maintain a focal length of six times.

Zhu Cijiong immediately tried a few shots through the telescope, but the result was that one shot missed.

But Zhu Cijiong started to play with the rifle with the binoculars in his hand again.

Six hundred steps is only slightly larger than the tip of a needle.

"King Ding." Bugarao said immediately, "Maybe it can really be done."

Bugarao said: "You can fix a telescope on top of the rifle, so that you can clearly see the target [-] or even [-] paces away? Wouldn't it be easy to hit it?"

Five hundred steps is at least as big as a grain of rice.

Finally, the trigger with the flint is opened to complete the loading.

It's just that Zhu Cijiong knew the range of a rifled rifle.

First pull it away, and then find a rope to tie the telescope to the loaded rifle.

Hu Xinshui was also afraid that Zhu Cijiong's face would be embarrassing if he couldn't hit him, so he persuaded: "Prince Ding, let's forget it?"

Bugarao immediately reminded in good faith: "Ding Wang, it is definitely not possible to fix the telescope like this, it must be hard-wired, and after the connection is completed, you have to go through continuous test guns to adjust the up and down and left and right tilt angles of the telescope to ensure that the rifle The ballistic trajectory of the telescope is parallel to the collimation axis of the telescope."

Now even Zhu Cijiong exclaimed in surprise.

"Beautiful!" Although it only hit one shot, the onlookers, the brave men and the people still applauded, and Hu Guozhu couldn't help applauding, thinking that Wang Ding's marksmanship is really amazing and accurate!
However, Zhu Cijiong was a little bit unsatisfied, and wanted to challenge a higher difficulty.

Fifty steps, or 80 meters, is the effective range of a flintlock gun. Hu Xinshui mainly lacked understanding of Zhu Cijiong's marksmanship, so he didn't dare to move too far, lest Zhu Cijiong would be embarrassed if he missed his face.

Two hundred paces, or 320 meters, is already a super long range for muskets of this era. Not to mention hitting, whether such a long distance can be hit is another matter.

After the anvil is pressed down, more gunpowder will be pressed into the fire gate.

Zhu Cijiong asked Xu Wuniu to load ten rifles, and then fired at the human-shaped targets five hundred paces away one by one. This time Zhu Cijiong took much longer time to aim, and the interval was longer.

"Hu Junmen don't need to worry too much." Zhu Cijiong said with a smile, "Xiao Wang won't feel ashamed just because he missed a hit, he just wants to test the lethality of this kind of smokeless gunpowder paper-cased ammunition. "

The last thing is to fasten the binoculars together with the wooden bracket to the rifle with a fine hemp rope.

It must be said here that Chongzhen's marching practice in Guozijian has borne fruit.

Zhu Cijiong didn't mean anything when he said it, but Bu Jialao's heart moved when he heard it.

Zhu Cijiong breathed evenly, raised the gun, aimed at the human target, and pulled the trigger.

On the other side, Hu Xinshui had already asked Xiangyong to move a humanoid target, which was placed fifty steps away.

Seeing that Zhu Cijiong really didn't care about face, Hu Xinshui immediately scolded, "Hurry up!"

"Scatter, all scatter!" Hu Xinshui quickly emptied the crowd of onlookers.

Bugarao said proudly: "With the same amount of charge, the shooting range is nearly three times longer than the original paper shell ammunition. The 150-type rifle loaded with the original paper shell fixed ammunition can only penetrate cotton armor [-] paces away. , but loading this new cardboard fixed-loading ammunition can penetrate cotton armor four hundred paces away!"

"It's fine if there's no smoke." Bu Jialao, who is already fluent in Ming official Chinese, added, "Because the paper-cased fixed ammunition you used just now, King Ding, used smokeless gunpowder."

"Haha, it's really possible!" Seeing this, Zhu Cijiong couldn't help laughing out loud.

Four hundred steps, almost catching up with the range of the tiger squatting cannon.

"My God, four hundred steps?"

So seeing the Ming army testing guns there, the nearby people came to watch one after another. A few clever hawkers even picked melon seeds, nuts and pastries to set up a stall called ****. Hu Xinshui can only let Xiangyong Build a human wall hand in hand.

With a click sound, the trigger was pulled down abruptly, and the flint clamped on the trigger hit the anvil in an instant, sparking a cloud of dazzling sparks, and fell into the opened priming chamber under the anvil.

After a while, Xiang Yong ran over with a humanoid target on his shoulders: "One hit out of ten!"

Zhu Cijiong turned his attention to Bu Jialao: "Bu Jialao, why didn't you see the smoke just now?"

If Chongzhen is here, he must sigh, you are really a fucking genius.

Under Zhu Cijiong's repeated request, Xiangyong set the target two hundred steps away.

The silk shell in the priming chamber was instantly ignited together with the gunpowder.

"Ah? Six hundred steps?" That Xiangyong was stupid on the spot, he couldn't see it from such a distance, right?

Before this, no matter which dynasty or generation, the people were afraid of officers and soldiers like tigers. When they saw officers and soldiers approaching, the people must have closed their doors and locked them or avoided them from a distance. It was absolutely impossible to get close to the officers and soldiers.

Then let the carpenter make a wooden support.

Zhu Cijiong really dared to think, just go up 800 steps, that is [-] meters!

The smokeless gunpowder fixed-load ammunition can penetrate cotton armor [-] paces away, which means that its maximum range must be more than [-] paces, and it can definitely hit farther, so why not try [-] paces?Or six hundred steps?

Zhu Cijiong asked Xu Wuniu to load ten more rifles, and then took one of the rifles to aim at a target [-] paces away. This time, he really couldn't see clearly.

"Who is that, please move the target to six hundred steps." Zhu Cijiong said directly to Xiangyong.

Think about it, these officers and soldiers are willing to help the common people carry water, chop firewood and sweep the ground, just like their own children, so what are you afraid of?

The result was a bit disappointing, not a single shot was hit.

After a while, a Xiangyong excitedly ran over to report: "One hit!"

800 meters away, the figure is only as big as a grain of rice, are you sure you can hit it?

But in the current Ming Dynasty, because Guozijian students wore basically the same clothes as the new army during the marching practice, the distance between the common people and the officers and soldiers was greatly shortened, so that the common people were no longer afraid of the officers and soldiers, but felt closer to them.

Xiang Yong moved dozens of steps away, but Zhu Cijiong was still too close: "Go further."

"It's three times bigger!" Bugarao raised three fingers and said with a smile, "Ding Wang's shoulder must have been hurt by the butt of the gun just now, right? Ha ha."

Hearing that Ding Wang Zhu Cijiong had hit the target, the cavalry soldiers, Xiangyong and the onlookers applauded loudly.

"What a pity." Zhu Cijiong said with some regret, "If people's eyes can zoom in on the target like a telescope, then let alone five or six hundred steps, Xiao Wang can hit a thousand steps."

Zhu Cijiong smiled and said, "It's too close, set the target far away."

12.7mm caliber rifle with smokeless gunpowder ammunition, the anti-shock force is not a joke.

Immediately Zhu Cijiong shouted again: "Quickly, put the target four hundred steps away, no, no, no, directly put it five hundred steps away!"

no smoke!Didn't even see the smoke!How is this going?

However, Zhu Cijiong still fired ten shots in a row based on his feeling.

Two hundred paces is no problem for a rifled rifle, the question is whether he can hit it?Zhu Cijiong wants to challenge his marksmanship and see if he has improved after more than a year of fighting?

"Then let's try it now." Zhu Cijiong immediately took out the binoculars from his satchel.

After ten shots were fired, Zhu Cijiong asked Xiangyong to come and report the target.

"Hu Junmen, there should be a tinsmith in Dengzhou City, right? Find a tinsmith."

Xiang Yong responded, carried the human-shaped target like flying away, measured the distance, and placed it six hundred steps away.

"Yes, I will do it right away when I get back!" Bugarao agreed with all his heart.

An arc-shaped groove is dug in the middle of the wooden support, and the groove is high at one end and low at the other end, which is just used to place the three-section telescope, and after it is placed, the collimation axis of the telescope is basically parallel to the trajectory of the rifled rifle.

"Smokeless gunpowder?" Zhu Cijiong asked again, "This kind of gunpowder is also more powerful than the previous gunpowder!"

Seeing that Hu Xinshui couldn't persuade Zhu Cijiong, she had to ask Xiangyong to move the target five hundred steps away.

"What?" Zhu Cijiong asked blankly, "What can you do?"

"Well, what you said makes sense." Zhu Cijiong said, "When you go back, hurry up and build a rifle with a telescope. No, one is too few, at least a hundred, and then send it to the front line as soon as possible."

Zhu Cijiong took this sniper rifle with a scope to test fire again, and the hit rate immediately increased. At a distance of [-] steps, he hit [-] out of [-] shots.

In fact, if it weren't for the performance limitation of the rifle, Zhu Cijiong could hit all ten shots.

Because under the [-]x lens, [-] steps away is only equivalent to [-] steps.

With a distance of one hundred steps, Zhu Cijiong can hit the whole strike without any effort.

(End of this chapter)