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Chapter 32 Guns
Lunch break is a must for high school students.

Eight classes a day plus exams and self-study are extremely taxing on the brain, and one must sleep for dozens of minutes in between to refresh oneself - this is an objective law of human body operation and does not depend on personal will.

Even if there is a master who takes advantage of his lunch break to study secretly, his efficiency may not be that high. According to some teachers, most of them are fake efforts.

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Eyelashes trembling, Ye Jiaying suddenly woke up and raised her head from the table.

The side of her cheek resting on her arm was slightly red, with faint traces of buttons. She noticed the clock on the wall of the classroom with sleepy eyes. It’s 12:50 pm, and there are still 45 minutes left before lunch break ends.

Continue to sleep? No, wait, something's wrong.
She frowned slightly and looked around. Everything in the classroom, including the ceiling, walls, curtains, air conditioners, podiums, tables, chairs, and even every sleeping student, was cast in a shadow.

It's like there's a filter on it.

Li Sheng's seat on the right was empty. She hesitantly stretched out her finger and tapped the arm of the girl sitting at the table on the left.

Click.

His fingers dug directly in, as if poking into the sand.

The other party still maintained his napping posture, his chest rose and fell slightly, and he did not wake up. As Ye Jiaying pulled away her fingers, the sand-like dents on the opponent's arms quickly recovered, with no trace of damage visible.

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Feelings of shock and panic welled up in her heart, and Ye Jiaying subconsciously stood up and left her seat.

Through the gap in the curtains, she could see an extremely spectacular spindle-shaped crack running through the sky outside the window.

There are many bright stars of different colors shining endlessly in the cracks.

Everything tells you that the current situation is abnormal.

I pinched myself several times to confirm that I was not in a dream; my mobile phone had no signal and could not contact the outside world; all my classmates seemed to be in another world and could not be awakened. In other words, I am in another world.

After much hesitation, she walked to the back of the classroom, slowly opened the door, and looked out through the crack in the door.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and he saw that the outside of the corridor was covered with a layer of spider webs. White silk fabrics are layered on top of each other, covering it like a gauze tent.

And in the corridor, stood a familiar figure without a shadow.

Yuan Zhixia, a well-known weirdo and genius girl, was carrying a backpack and seriously examining the spider web in front of her.

"Yuan"

Before he lowered his voice to say the word "classmate", the other party noticed him and immediately raised his finger in front of his lips to signal not to make any sound.

rustle--

Six huge spiders, comparable in size to medium-sized dogs, climbed on the outside of the spider web.

Its shadow shines on the wall, and a large number of steps hook the spider web, making it tremble slightly.

And among the six giant spiders, there was something hanging on the silk. Like a figure wrapped in a cocoon, twisting and struggling.

Intense fear gripped my heart. After the shadow of the spider disappeared, Yuan Zhixia moved his steps and quietly came to the back door of Class 5, met Ye Jiaying and walked into the classroom.

"Classmate Yuan, what is going on? Why are you and I awake? That spider."

There were too many questions squeezing in her mind, and Ye Jiaying asked softly like a barrage of questions.

"This is not the place to talk."

Yuan Zhixia looked around the classroom of Class 5, his eyes passed over the dried black blood on the seat on the right side of the podium, and locked his eyes on the tall wooden cabinet at the back of the room.

In order to make the classroom beautiful and tidy, items such as brooms and dustpans used for general cleaning are organized and stored in wooden cabinets, so there is a lot of space inside.

The two got into the wooden cabinet. Yuan Zhixia turned on the flashlight function of his mobile phone and handed it to Ye Jiaying, asking her to help with lighting.

She herself took off her backpack and unzipped it.

Only then did Ye Jiaying notice that Yuan Zhixia's backpack was a quick-response bulletproof backpack.

That is, in addition to the straps on both sides, there is also a belt in the middle. By pulling the two ropes, the outermost layer of the backpack can be quickly turned over the head and covered on the chest as a vest. The mezzanine is hollow inside, with ceramic bulletproof inserts inserted inside - the back of the backpack also has the same design.

Hey, what normal student would carry this kind of backpack to school? This is not the Middle East with endless wars, or Africa with warlords everywhere, nor is it the free America where gunfire is fought every day.

Ye Jiaying's eyes widened. Compared to the bulletproof backpack, the contents of Yuan Zhixia's bag were even more bizarre.

Buzzer siren, pepper spray, stun device, Swiss army knife, hand axe, foldable multi-axis drone, GPS handheld radio, sponge earplugs, snap-on tourniquet, gas mask, paper map, light stick, waterproof space blanket
These items are fixed inside the backpack through straps and buckles, and they will not collide with each other and make noise when walking or running.

Yuan Zhixia put his hand into the backpack, pulled the zipper that was well hidden, opened the hidden compartment, and took out a pistol from the compartment? !

Ye Jiaying watched dumbfounded as the other party took out the gun body and magazine, and then found the barrel and spring from other compartments.

"What exactly is this, Mr. Yuan?"

"Shhh."

Yuan Zhixia interrupted Ye Jiaying's soft inquiry, then took out a fidget spinner and removed the yellow copper lead bullet hidden inside.

She made the gun herself.

Students who often make guns illegally know that as 3D printing technology becomes increasingly mature, it is not too difficult to create the outline of a gun as long as you have drawings.

Especially for a pistol like the Glock 17, which has relatively few parts, its components including the magazine body, bullet support plate, transmitter base, and slide are all made of plastic.

The really difficult things are the barrel, spring, firing pin, bullet, charge, and primer.

Yuan Zhixia usually received various scholarships such as food and water, and she occasionally bought and sold virtual currencies online. She saved a lot of money when she first entered high school, and finally convinced her parents to let her buy the independent garage downstairs in the community.

She spent money to renovate the garage, lay down sound-absorbing panels, buy small CNC machine tools, 3D plastic printers, 3D metal printers, and a series of chemical equipment.

After making the above preparations, she first used an industrial-grade printer to produce the gun body, magazine body, trigger and other structures, which are as strong as integral injection molded engineering plastics.

Then use a CNC machine tool to carve out the barrel.

Some of the springs, firing pins, and cartridge cases were solved through the all-purpose Taobao - cartridge cases are not contraband, and there are a lot of discarded cartridge cases in legal shooting ranges.

The charge uses self-prepared single-base gunpowder and nitrocellulose accelerator and decelerator. The burning speed is relatively slow and stable. While ensuring sufficient chamber pressure, it will not cause the chamber pressure to be too high and directly explode the chamber.

(Fireworks and firecrackers burn very quickly in order to pursue sound and light effects. If you use fireworks and gunpowder to load bullets, they will probably explode.)
As for the primer, Yuan Zhixia used mercury fulminate. I also prepared it myself using mercury and nitric acid - modern ammunition primers commonly use non-corrosive tetrazene, antimony sulfide, potassium chloride, etc. However, considering factors such as the difficulty of preparation and the static and dynamic conditions of preparation, I still chose the corrosive fulminic acid. HG. It can be used anyway.

After taking care of all the above, only the bullet reloading is left - it is very simple as long as you have professional equipment. In foreign countries, reloaded bullets have better shooting accuracy than original factory bullets because they can accurately control the amount of powder, and they are also more economical.

Of course, privately manufacturing firearms and ammunition is absolutely illegal and shady.

She has to pay attention to the time when her neighbors go out, so that they don’t think the machine tool is too noisy and report it to the community management.

I have to handle all kinds of chemicals carefully, for fear that the smell will leak and attract the police.

Even if the pistol and ammunition are all manufactured, they still have to be dismantled into parts and placed in various places in the schoolbag, disguised as toy guns. I usually don’t even dare to take the subway when I go out with my bag.

Such a lot of hard work, from a purely self-defense perspective, is somewhat unnecessary.

Electric shock devices, pepper spray, and buzzer alarms are enough to prevent criminals.

If this is not possible, specially modified hand crossbows, air guns, nail guns, stun guns, etc. are powerful enough to kill large animals and can also play a preventive role.

If caught, the penalties are less severe than making a real gun.

"Kakakakaka."

Yuan Zhixia used the loader to load bullets quickly, her lips pursed slightly unconsciously.

The reason why she spent so much energy and effort to own a gun was largely due to her strong sense of uneasiness.

Unlike other ordinary people who are ignorant, as a genius, she has long been aware of the anomalies in the world through clues on the Internet.

Under those endless urban legends, there is some kind of terrible truth hidden.

(End of this chapter)