I Am the Grandson of the Second Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Earning 100 Million Taels at the Beginn

It was not easy for the old man and the others to get together to the craftsman camp. After seeing the plane, the old man was not in a hurry to go back, so he let Zhu Zhangui take him for a walk in the craftsman camp.

The first goal the group went to was the gun room.

The Ming army is undergoing reforms, and has slowly moved from the age of cold weapons to the age of firearms.

Rifles are now popular in the army, but the types of equipment are different.

For example, the first 10 regiments of the elite National Defense Forces are all equipped with third-generation rifles, and the units numbered later are now equipped with second-generation rifles with paper shell bullets.

No way, although Daming is working hard to develop various machinery industries, these things cannot be built in a day or two.

At present, only one ammunition factory in Beiping is producing copper-cased bullets, and several other ammunition factories in various places are still producing paper-cased bullets.

The reason why there are two models is that apart from the fact that the industrially manufactured cartridge cases cannot keep up, the biggest reason is the lack of copper.

Zhu Zhangui knows about the large copper mines in the South China Sea area, and they are still developing them, but it will take time.

The bullet copper mine currently used by the Ming army comes from Dexing, Jiangxi, but considering the problem of local resources, it is only a small-scale mining, and it will mainly be mined from the colonies in the future.

For various reasons, after discussion, the imperial court finally decided to allow the army to temporarily use two types of rifles.

The main corps ranked in the top 10 used a mixture of third-generation and second-generation rifles. Later, the production increased, and then all of them were replaced with second-generation rifles, while the latter legions were adapted and temporarily used second-generation rifles.

As for when they can switch to the third-generation rifles, it depends on Daming's mining and production capabilities.

"The emperor, the emperor, the crown prince!"

The person in charge of gun manufacturing brought a group of people to the weapon manufacturing workshop and introduced the current output.

"At present, the gun manufacturing workshop in Beiping is the largest. At present, it can manufacture 100 third-generation rifles and about 200 second-generation rifles every day!"

"Is it still a matter of rifling?"

Hearing that the output was so low, the old man frowned, thinking it was the rifling.

"Back to the Supreme Emperor, it's not about the rifling. After our master's research, the knife for cutting the rifling has already been manufactured. It's just that the sharpness is a little bit worse, and the cutting speed is also a little slower."

"But now we are still researching. I believe that within a few years, new cutting knives will appear. By then, our rifling speed will be faster and the output will increase."

The old man nodded, picked up a third-generation rifle from the cart pushed by the craftsman next to him, pulled the bolt to take aim, nodded in satisfaction, and threw it to the guard next to him to take it away.

"Try to speed up the research. Now the army is waiting to change their outfits. There may be big battles to be fought in the next few years. We can't delay the matter."

"Tell the craftsmen, just ask the court what they need, no matter how difficult it is, the court will find a way to get what they want."

"By the way, the treatment of craftsmen cannot be lowered. They work hard for the country, and the court cannot treat them badly."

"Yes."

The person in charge of the firearms factory responded, and then mysteriously said to the old man Zhu Zhangui: "The emperor, the emperor, the prince, our firearms factory has made a new gadget, and I originally planned to report it in the next two days. Here we come, do you want to go and have a look?"

"Oh, something new."

The old man's eyes lit up with interest, and he waved his hands anxiously, "Let's go, let's have a look!"

Zhu Zhangui, who followed the old man, had a smile on his face.

If he guessed correctly, it should be the light machine gun and submachine gun, as well as the new heavy machine gun.

A group of people came to a small gun room, and as soon as they entered the door, they saw a stage with several types of guns.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Royal Highness, please take a look."

The person in charge of firearms stretched out his hand, pointed to several types of guns on the table and introduced:

"This is the latest gun researched by Gunsmith. They are the Yongle 21 submachine gun, the 21 light machine gun, the 21 heavy machine gun, and the latest 21 pistol."

Due to the old man's love for weapons and the old man's desire to show off, Daming's weapons still use the Yongle year to mark the year.

For this little problem, Zhu Pangpang is not there, as long as the old man is happy, it doesn't matter whether he has his name or not, he doesn't like these things anyway.

Picking up a submachine gun similar to the later Bobosha, the person in charge introduced: "This is a submachine gun, the 8th model of gun caliber, and the 8th model of pistol ammunition used. It can be loaded with two kinds of magazines and drums. The two methods only have different continuous shooting time. .”

(Note: 1mm is the first type, 2mm is the second type, and so on)
"The rate of fire of this submachine gun is very terrifying. In theory, it can reach 800~900. However, this kind of high rate of fire will damage the gun to a certain extent. It is not recommended to use it under normal circumstances."

"What the army pays attention to is large-scale equipment, safety and reliability. Of course, the most important thing is to save money. So for this gun, we mainly use stamping and welding. With the help of steam engines, we greatly save time and cost. , also increased production.

"According to our estimation, if the production is released, except for the trouble of rifling the barrel, 2-3 guns can be produced in an hour. If we work overtime and go all out to produce, 5-8 guns in an hour will be fine."

"More importantly, we produce all the barrels of the new guns by ourselves, unless large-scale emergency manufacturing is required. In normal times, we can already produce them for our own use without the support of His Royal Highness."

"it is good!"

I don't know how many times the old man said hello today.

Apart from having new weapons, what made him happiest was that Da Ming was able to manufacture the barrels himself.

In this way, there is no need to send money and materials to that unscrupulous businessman, and there is no fear that the two parties will lose contact in the future, and Daming will become a chicken without a head.

He has always agreed with what his grandson said.

Dependence on others is only temporary. No big country has risen by relying on the resources of others. If you don’t work hard, once the other person leaves and the two parties lose contact, no matter how strong your own side is, it will be a castle in the air.

With a bright smile on his face, the old man reached out and took the Type 21 submachine gun. Under Zhu Zhangui's guidance, he loaded a magazine and walked to the temporary shooting range next to him.

"Da da da……"

The bullet casings were beating wildly, and a clip full of bullets was completely wiped out by the old man in just a few breaths.

"Hahaha, good gun, good gun, good gun!"

Feeling very happy, the old man raised his gun to the sky and laughed.

After laughing, the old man reached out and stroked the gun in his hand, and turned to look at Zhu Zhangui who was waiting beside him with a magazine.

"Little brat, do you remember what you said back then?"

Zhu Zhangui scratched his head.

He had drawn too many pies for the old man before, how would he know which one the old man was asking about?
Seeing that Zhu Zhangui didn't think about it, the old man handed the gun to the impatient Zhu Gaosui who was rubbing his hands beside him.

"When you showed me the flintlock, I was amazed that the flintlock might be the most powerful weapon in the world."

"But you told me later that the flintlock gun is just a transitional gun. The ideal gun in your heart is a weapon that can shoot countless bullets in a short period of time and kill the enemy thousands of meters away."

Turning around and looking at the new weapons placed on the table, the old man couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "At that time, I thought you were in a fantasy, how could there be such a powerful weapon in the world. We, Da Ming, have created a weapon that can shoot countless bullets at the enemy in just a few breaths, although it has not reached the distance of a thousand meters to take the enemy's life."

"Yes, Grandpa, our Da Ming has grown stronger, and we don't need to depend on others anymore. As long as future generations keep it up, even if we leave this world, Da Ming will still be able to make great strides forward steadily."

He said something that only the two of them could understand, but Zhu Zhangui held the magazine firmly in his hand, not letting the third uncle take it away.

This is the last one, what will the third uncle fight after he finishes beating.

Besides, this weapon is so dangerous, what if the third uncle hits the three of them instead of the target on a whim?
But the third uncle didn't talk about Wude, seeing that he couldn't pull it over, he went straight to it and broke Zhu Zhangui's fingers.

"What are you doing, third uncle? This is the last clip, and you make me feel refreshed."

"Oh, there are other guns. You can use others later. Give me this one."

"No, it's too dangerous, third uncle, you are not suitable for playing with this thing."

"Ha, you little bastard, you're still dangerous. When I followed your grandfather to kill people with a knife on the battlefield, you weren't even born yet!"

"Third Uncle, you have misunderstood. The danger I am talking about is not you, but us!"

"Aha, you brat, how dare you frame me in front of your grandfather and your father, your third uncle, am I that kind of person!"

"This... third uncle, to be honest, I'm not sure!"

"After all, if you move your finger, the three of us will be gone, and the second uncle is like that again, you understand..."

The sound of the two uncles and nephews fighting for the last clip brought the old man back from his emotion.

Hearing that the two of them were talking more and more out of tune, the old man stepped forward angrily, and each of them had a brainstorm.

"Oh My God!"

Two cries of pain sounded, the old man took the submachine gun and the magazine and loaded it, pulled the bolt, pointed at the distant target, pulled the trigger, and released the bullet from the last magazine.

"Humph!"

Throwing the finished submachine gun to Zhu Zhangui, the old man snorted coldly and stared at the two of them.

"It's safe this time!"

Zhu Zhangui didn't dare to refute, just laughed.

Zhu Pangpang, who had witnessed all this the whole time, gave his son a good look, then smiled and hugged his arms, and continued to wait beside him.

"Your Majesty, this is a light machine gun, a medium-sized firepower that fills the gap between rifles and heavy machine guns!"

The Minister of Firearms pretended not to understand what happened just now, and moved the light machine gun on the table over.

This light machine gun is very famous in the later generations, and it is even more familiar in the Chinese battlefield. It is the Czech-style light machine gun that often appears in anti-Japanese movies.

It's not that Ming Dynasty didn't have more excellent light machine guns. There are many advanced guns in the gun exhibition hall of the Firearms Department.

The main reason for choosing this light machine gun among so many guns is that it is durable and reliable, with high accuracy and easy maintenance.

Of course, the more important problem is the problem of ammunition replenishment.

With Daming's current ammunition production capacity, it simply cannot withstand the emergence of faster-firing weapons.

Not to mention semi-automatic rifles and other weapons, the 21-type submachine gun that the old man used just now will only be equipped with the Royal Guards and the commander's personal guards in the next few years or even ten years.

There is no way, the amount of ammunition is consumed too quickly, and the ammunition cannot be provided at all when it is delegated to ordinary troops.

"Da da da…"

The sound of continuous shooting sounded in the temporary shooting range. After firing the last bullet, the old man put the light machine gun on the table with great satisfaction.

"This gun is good, it has good stability, and it is not as heavy as a heavy machine gun. We will produce some later and equip them to the First Army first."

After speaking, he looked at the pistol and heavy machine gun on the table.

The pistol on the table is not the current standard revolver in the army, but in the shape of a figure 7.

Seeing that the old man was looking at the pistol, the Minister of Firearms hurriedly stepped forward to pick up the pistol, loading bullets for the old man while explaining.

"Your Majesty, this is a new type of pistol with a capacity of eight rounds and a range of about 50 paces. It is very lethal in close combat."

"This pistol is mainly worn by officers and personal guards."

The overall appearance of this pistol is black, and there is a raised word on the grip position. It has a very strong three-dimensional effect, and the shape of the gun is also very smooth, making it very comfortable to hold.

After receiving the magazine from the firearms minister, the old man fired a few shots at a close-range target.

After finishing the bullets, he asked the firearms minister for a new magazine and the matching holster, and took them away in front of everyone.

Everyone didn't care about it.

As long as the old man likes it, let alone a pistol, no one dares to object to him carrying a heavy gun.

After getting another fun toy, the old man was in a perfect mood just now, and his eyes drifted to the last firearm and heavy machine gun.

Although the first-generation imitation Maxine heavy machine gun was good, it was too bulky after all. In tropical areas, there was no problem with sufficient water, but in deserts and ice and snow areas, there were many problems.

On this point, the legion in the Western Regions, and the legion that drove the savages in Luzhou, Beiju, had the most say.

In the dry desert, people are dying of thirst, and there is no water to replenish the guns.

As for the snow, there is no shortage of water, but the problem is that it is freezing. If you don't pay attention to the inside of the warehouse, it will freeze.

After receiving feedback from various armies, the Firearms Department redesigned and modified the heavy machine gun.

After selection and transformation, a crooked heavy machine gun drawn on paper appeared in front of everyone in the firearms department.

This piece of paper has been around for a long time, and there are some strange codes written slantedly on it. Some old people seem to have some impression that it is the information that His Royal Highness brought over, and it seems to be called a m1919 heavy machine gun.

Although I don't know why this heavy machine gun has such a strange name, this gun is very suitable for the needs of Daming today.

The first is to break away from the water-cooled cooling method and change it to air-cooled cooling.

The second shooting accuracy is high, the continuous firepower is strong, and the weight is also reduced. It is even equipped with an iron sleeve, which can be directly charged.

The third and most important point is that the rate of fire of this thing is not fast. If there are not many produced, the machine gunner can relax his hands a little while shooting, and with the production capacity of Daming ammunition, it can still be supplied.

In fact, in addition to this heavy machine gun, there is also a heavy machine gun that has fallen into the eyes of the firearms department.

That gun also has a strange name, it seems to be called ng42, and it also has the nickname of the head of state chainsaw.

That gun was really good, but seeing the terrifying rate of fire on the parameters, the person who wanted to choose this gun silently stuffed the information back into the warehouse.

"Da da da... da da da..."

Zhu Gaosui finally got the chance to shoot. Hearing the irritable voice and the shock force from his arm, his blood boiled all over his body.

Of course, it would be even better if the person who supplied him with ammunition was not his annoying big nephew.

"These guns are very good, but it's a pity that they consume too much ammunition. The ammunition department needs to step up expansion, otherwise it won't be able to keep up with the consumption!"

After experiencing several new guns, the old man was very satisfied, especially the submachine gun, which made him feel very refreshed.

Thinking of the speed at which ammunition was consumed, he felt a headache.

"Father, there is no other way. The expansion of the factory, the training of machine builders will take time, and there is also the problem of material mining and transportation. According to the calculations of the imperial court, it will take at least 10 years for the entire army to popularize metal fixed bullets. , and there is still a limited supply.”

"If the supply is expanded, it will take at least 20 years. The premise is that there will be no major wars during this period, otherwise the court will not be able to supply it at all. After all, we have so many troops. One soldier fires one bullet, and more than 100 million National Defense Forces are more than 100 Tens of thousands of bullets, plus the local garrison, the ammunition consumed after a day of training is an astronomical figure."

Zhu Pangpang is also suffering. All departments across the country are asking for money. Expansion is said to be easy, but where does the money come from? The wind can't blow the money.

"Oh, try your best!"

Understanding the difficulties of the fat son, the old man sighed, patted Zhu Pangpang on the shoulder, and then said to the person in charge of firearms: "Next year, we will produce a batch first and distribute them to the First Legion and the Royal Guard."

"When their supply is exhausted, the manufactured ones will be stored first, and then released when they reach a certain scale."

"Sir, take orders!"

The person in charge of gun manufacturing responded, and then stretched out his hand to invite: "The emperor, the emperor, your highness the crown prince, there is another big guy in the next room, do you want to go and have a look?"

The old man, who was not addicted at first, was immediately refreshed when he heard that there was a big guy, "What big thing?"

The person in charge of firearms smiled, and glanced in the direction of the Space Department, with a wretched expression on his face.

"Anti-aircraft heavy machine gun!"

Minister of Aerospace: You bastard, do you have a grudge against me?I just developed the plane here, and you put out the anti-aircraft heavy machine gun on your side, you said... you bastard, what do I owe you?Do you need to target me like this?

The old man with the anti-aircraft heavy machine gun was also very satisfied, and after shooting a round in the open space outside, he went to the nearby artillery factory with satisfaction.

The speed of artillery manufacturing is obviously slower than that of guns.

At present, the output of the artillery factory is only about 10 a day, and this is still on the premise that everything is ready, otherwise 5 cannons a day will be difficult.

As for new things like the gun manufacturing department, they don't have them. It's not that they haven't studied them, but they really don't have the time to study them.

Just making artillery now has already taken up their time, how can they have so much time to study heart artillery.

They were short of manpower. When Zhu Zhangui and his party went in just now, the person in charge of the artillery factory was still holding Zhu Zhangui's hand, begging pitifully for manpower.

"Prince, prince..."

Just as the group finished visiting the artillery factory and were about to visit the ammunition factory, an old man ran over excitedly.

"What's the matter, Liugong?"

Zhu Zhangui, who was discussing the expansion of the artillery factory with the old man, turned his head to see him when he heard the greeting, and saw the person in charge of the rocket department running over excitedly.

"Of course something happened, and it's a very good thing. Old man, I planned to go to the palace to look for you. When I heard that you were here, I hurried over here."

Liugong first saluted the old man and the others, then grabbed Zhu Zhangui and excitedly said, "The rocket launcher you asked us to study has already taken shape, and now the prototype is ready, do you want to go and have a look?"

"Bazooka!"

Zhu Zhangui's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly to the curious old man beside him.

"Grandpa, dad, let's go, I will show you a big killer, you will definitely like it."

The rocket launcher is a manufacturing and research order Zhu Zhangui gave to the rocket department three years ago.

No way, it is too difficult to study super-large rockets. It is not a problem of ignition and launch, but a problem of accuracy and flight distance.

Seeing that the rocket department had been researching for a long time, but still couldn't get it right, Zhu Zhangui thought of the later Katyusha, and directly changed the order to the rocket department, asking them to shrink the rockets and put them on the chariot with rails emission.

Anyway, the accuracy and range can't be solved at present, so we can simply hit with a range.

If one can't hit you, I'll hit you with a bunch of them, and I'll probably kill you.

Moreover, the armies of various worlds are still dominated by phalanxes. The accuracy of this kind of intensive shooting rocket launcher is really not a problem, as long as it can fly to the enemy's head and fall down to explode.

Accuracy, as well as higher-level missiles, should be studied slowly by later generations. Now Daming likes artillery coverage. Although it costs money, it is really cool.

As the saying goes, if you are poor, you can use tactics, and if you are rich, you can cover firepower. You can play whatever you have, as long as you can win the battle, you can do whatever you want.

As long as it can be money, the problem to be solved is not a problem.

If you want to talk about the weapons and equipment during World War II, with Ming's current technology, what is the easiest to imitate, and that is undoubtedly the Katyusha rocket launcher.

This thing looks tall, but the principle is very simple. The rocket researched in the Song Dynasty is very similar to this technology.

The only thing that makes the Daming Artisan Camp a little bit embarrassed is that the existing gunpowder is not strong enough to propel the rockets far enough.

If the gunpowder is increased, the investment will also increase.

Later, a craftsman who was new to the rocket battalion proposed a method, that is, to abandon the use of gunpowder for propulsion and use other fuels for propulsion.

As the saying goes, three cobblers are worth one Zhuge Liang. The people in the Artisan Rocket Battalion have been pondering together for more than a year, and finally came up with a new type of propellant.

This fuel is a mixture of various items and is in a semi-solid form.

This kind of fuel burns longer than gunpowder, and with some special equipment, it lasts for a long time and is also very stable in flight. It is very suitable as a booster fuel for rockets and rocket shells.

After solving the most difficult fuel problem, rockets are even easier.

For the people in the rocket battalion who have been studying rockets for nearly 10 years, rockets are not difficult at all, and they took out samples in just a few days.

At the beginning of this year, after many experiments, the rocket was formally finalized. After more than half a year of research and test improvements, plus three collapses, the rocket launch vehicle was officially finalized.

"This thing doesn't have a barrel, so it doesn't look very reliable!"

A group of people came to the rocket research department on horseback, and when they entered the compound, everyone saw a modified three-jump car in the courtyard at a glance.

There is not much problem with the shape of the car, except that the rear compartment frame has been removed and a rectangular multi-tube track device has been installed.

Among these tracks, there are rockets nearly one person tall.

Seeing this novel artillery for the first time, Zhu Gaosui habitually questioned it.

"Hehe, Your Highness Zhao Wang, you don't understand this. Our rocket launch is not like artillery, with the help of the barrel to support the flight, but to use the booster force to fly, which is completely different from that principle."

Liugong, who was in charge of the rocket department, explained with a smile, and then introduced it to Zhu Zhangui, the old man and others.

"Supreme Emperor, Your Majesty, His Royal Highness, this thing is called a multi-shot orbital rocket launcher, which can launch multiple rocket attacks at the enemy's position at once. Its lethality and horror are absolutely beyond people's imagination."

"The entire gun carriage is 6.5 meters long and 4.3 meters wide. It can carry 12 rockets at one time, and the maximum range can reach five miles. The explosion area is within a radius of one mile."

The old man widened his eyes when he heard this.

He walked up to touch the rocket launcher and asked in shock: "You mean, if this round of launch goes on, death within a mile of the explosion zone will be inevitable!"

Liugong smiled and nodded, then shook his head again, "Back to the Supreme Emperor, you are right, but no one can say anything about the battlefield, if there are any obstacles, or if you are lucky enough to hide in the crater, you may be killed." I escaped with my life, but the shock wave of its explosion alone can also seriously injure it."

Speaking of which, Liugong showed the color of memory, "If we had this thing when we were fighting Mahamu, the dense phalanx of the Mongolian barbarians would have killed us if we rushed up."

"Hahaha, I like such violent things."

Hearing Liu Gong mentioning the events of the year, the old man laughed and reached out to pat the rocket launcher.

"How accurate!"

Zhu Zhangui, who was walking around the artillery vehicle, asked about the accuracy he was more concerned about.

This thing can't have a range of 5 kilometers, and the deviation is 10 kilometers.

It doesn't matter if you fail, if it falls on your own head, it will be a shame.

"In the range of 1 mile, if there are no accidents or strong winds, this accuracy can still be guaranteed."

LiuGong answered the question of accuracy in frustration.

Zhu Zhangui patted his shoulder, "Where there is gain, there is loss. There is terrifying damage. If there is strong precision, it will make the enemy die."

"Don't be discouraged, I believe you will solve this problem."

"The fuel problem was always a headache for you at the beginning, but after more than a year, didn't you get it done?"

"I believe that in the near future, you will not only be able to solve this problem, but also develop more powerful, faster and more powerful rockets!"

"Yes!"

Zhu Zhangui's comfort made Liugong feel a little better.

"Well, Master Liu, I want to ask how much this thing costs."

The old man and Zhu Zhangui were concerned about the lethality and accuracy, while Zhu Pangpang was concerned about the cost of this thing.

He believes that the craftsman camp can produce good things, but the craftsman camp's ability to waste money is not comparable to that of ordinary departments.

The annual expenditure of the Artisan Battalion is worth half of the military expenditure of the army.

This is because Zhu Zhangui took out a part of the dividend subsidy from the Immigrant Chamber of Commerce to the Artisan Camp, otherwise, if the imperial court provided it, the imperial court's finances would have collapsed long ago.

"this…"

Knowing that the crown prince is a person who cares about money, Liu Gong hesitated for a moment, and revealed an approximate price.

"The car was provided by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, so it is not included in the price. The later modification is not expensive, only a hundred taels of silver. In addition to maintenance and refueling, it will not cost much in the future."

"The rockets are a bit expensive. The cost of a rocket is around 100 taels of silver."

"hiss!"

Hearing the price, Zhu Pangpang stared.

One is 100 taels, and that round of shooting is more than 1000 silver.

And it's not that much is consumed at one time, but it will be consumed repeatedly later.

Damn, if hundreds or thousands of them are shot out in a big battle, the court doesn't care about anything else, the cost of the rockets alone can make the court vomit blood.

Alas, it really is a golden ten thousand taels when the cannon is fired, either making money or losing money.