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

Chapter 381 The era of buddies has changed, now is the era of firearms!

"Everyone, please look at my research results!"

Today's Constantinople is extremely lively. An old craftsman with gray hair gathered in a hall and started a monthly discussion meeting.

As soon as the meeting started, an old man with age spots on his face stood up excitedly.

The people who were communicating stopped talking and looked at him.

I saw that the old man was raising his hand proudly, and in his hand was a bullet wrapped in paper.

"Everyone, after my research on Daming bullets, I have figured out their principle."

The old man first put the bullet in his hand on the table next to him, then clapped his hands, and two soldiers carried a large wooden board to the podium.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the old man walked to the edge of the board, took out a stick and began to explain.

On the wooden board is an anatomical diagram of the fixed bullets that Daming is currently using. Although the drawing is somewhat abstract, anyone who has seen the bullets of Daming can recognize them at a glance.

"According to my research, their bullets have a total of five parts."

Knocking on the wooden board, the old man proudly said: "The first is the bullet head, which is the main item for killing the enemy, and the second is the bullet casing, which is forged from copper. According to my research, the reason why Daming chose to use copper to make bullets The shell is because the toughness and lubricity of copper are very strong, after the bullet is fired, pulling out the bolt will not prevent the bullet from jamming and malfunctioning.”

"Of course, there may be other factors, but I'm still researching, and I believe it won't be long before there will be results."

"And the third type is the propellant."

As he spoke, he took out a cup and poured out some granular sand.

"Da Ming's gunpowder is not powder type like us, but is made into this granular type."

"According to my research, making gunpowder into particles can make the gunpowder burn better and exert greater kinetic energy."

"I don't know how they did it, but I mixed egg whites with gunpowder and it worked."

"Then there's number four and number five, which is the most important, and that's the firing mechanism."

As he spoke, he took out a model with one side dented.

"This is the magnified shape of the Daming firing device. It contains a white transparent powder. I haven't researched the specifics, but according to my observations, it should be a mixture of several medicines."

The people below were speechless for a while.

You haven't researched it yet, so what a fart.

Ignoring everyone's scornful eyes, the old man continued: "Although I haven't researched what kind of percussion medicine Daming used, I have researched the same item from strong acid and other items. I call it Thunder Mercury."

As he spoke, he took out some powder, tapped it lightly under everyone's gaze, and with a bang, the powder burned instantly.

In an instant, everyone's eyes widened. The Ottoman officials in charge of the management here were beating with excitement.

Seeing everyone's shocked expressions, the old man smiled triumphantly and waved to a soldier. The soldier ran over quickly and handed him a repaired Daming rifle.

"This is a Ming Dynasty breech-loading pistol. I will use it to test the bullets I made."

"I have to say that we are far behind Daming in terms of gun manufacturing. Gentlemen who study guns still need to work harder."

While loading the bullets, the old man also despised the craftsmen who studied guns.

Hearing this contempt, the faces of the old men in a certain area pulled down instantly. It was obvious that they studied guns.

"At first I thought, use the same copper bullets as Daming, I think we can do what Daming can do."

"However, I overestimated myself. Bullet casings seem simple, but they are actually very troublesome to manufacture, because we cannot make a uniform standard."

"Back-loading guns are very strict on sealing. If the bullets are not standard, it is easy to cause air leakage, and the power of the bullets flying out will be greatly weakened, and it may even be inferior to the front-loading flintlock."

"In desperation, I thought of another type of bullet we seized, which is the paper shell bullet used by Daming called the second-generation rifle."

"But the friction of paper is too great. Even if it is made in a standard size, it is very laborious to stuff it into the barrel of a gun."

"So I changed my mind and thought of using oil as a lubricant, and successfully produced a bullet belonging to our Alliance of Allah."

While the old man was explaining, he also loaded the bullet in his hand into the barrel of the gun.

Under everyone's gaze, he raised his gun and aimed at a target that had been prepared long ago.

"boom!"

There was a puff of gunpowder smoke from the muzzle, and a hole appeared in the wall next to the target.

The old man handed the gun to the soldier next to him, and shrugged his shoulders to everyone, "Obviously, I'm not a good soldier!"

"Hahaha……"

A burst of laughter rang out in the auditorium, accompanied by intense applause, cheering for the craftsman who developed the bullet.

The old man nodded at everyone, with an arrogance on his face, and returned to his seat.

"Mr. Rocal, your research is very good. I believe His Majesty will be very happy to hear the news, and will reward you accordingly."

The official in charge of managing the artisans came over and greeted the old man from the bottom of his heart.

The old man smiled and nodded, "This is what I should do, but this is just the beginning. If you can give me the corresponding funds and manpower, I believe I will be able to solve the problem of bullet casings soon, and even create a machine that is bigger than Daming." Better bullets."

The official nodded happily, "Don't worry, before dark, people with funds and materials will come to your studio to report."

"it is good…"

Just as the two were communicating, there was bursts of applause, and the interrupting student interrupted the two of them.

The old man was instantly unhappy. Today is his highlight moment. Does anyone dare to steal his limelight?

Looking up to the middle, the old man narrowed his eyes sharply, and the officials on the side also widened their eyes.

On the podium, a middle-aged man with blonde hair and blue eyes was presenting his research results.

This is a heavy machine gun, to be precise, a restored heavy machine gun.

Amidst the applause, the middle-aged man waved his hand, glanced at the old man staring at him, and said lightly: "According to our assembly department, after more than a month of hard work, we finally assembled from a pile of parts. This is a repeating gun."

"Clap clap clap..."

There was applause and cheers immediately below.

The middle-aged man pressed his hands slightly, and said proudly: "Not only that, we also drew the structural drawings and set the dimensions."

"In our calculations, we could manufacture it ourselves with just a few minor issues fixed."

"In addition to this, there is actually a certain difficulty, that is, the issue of bullet supply."

"However, this problem has been solved by Mr. Rocal."

The man in the middle smiled and gestured to the old man. In front of so many people, although the old man was a little upset about being robbed of the limelight, he still stood up with dignity and nodded with a smile.

"Clap clap clap..."

Fierce applause sounded again, and everyone celebrated that the Alliance of Allah is strong again.

"Clang clang clang clang..."

However, just as everyone was about to visit the heavy machine gun and take a look at this powerful thing, bursts of alarm bells sounded, making everyone look out of the window in doubt.

"what happened!"

The official in charge of Constantinople frowned, and was about to go out to inquire, when he suddenly heard the roar of a train.

Before he could doubt, a laboratory in his sight turned into a pile of ruins in a burst of flames.

"Damn it, it's an enemy attack or an enemy attack..."

The official's heart tightened suddenly, and he turned around and shouted at the precious researchers, telling them to run for their lives.

If other things are gone, they can be produced again, and if the workers are gone, they can be recruited again. If these experienced craftsmen are gone, they will really be gone.

"Mr. Romod, Mr. Romod... His Majesty the King... has an important order to convey!"

Just as the official directed the craftsmen to flee for their lives, a travel-stained messenger rushed over and shouted loudly in the official's ear.

"What's the matter, hurry up and say..."

While commanding the soldiers to protect the craftsmen to leave, the officials asked the messengers around them.

"His Majesty the King informs you that Ming Dynasty has sent a navy to escort the army, intending to attack Constantinople by surprise, and ask you to send away all the equipment and craftsmen to equip the production base."

Hearing what the messenger said, the official turned his head and looked at him like a fool, pointing at the explosion outside and roaring, "Bastard, do you think I need your notification now?"

"The target has been recalibrated, let it go!"

On the sea next to Constantinople, eight ironclad ships lined up, aiming at the Constantinople research base faintly visible in the distance, crazily venting shells.

And at the docking position, the landing craft were full of soldiers, and quickly approached the shore.

Although the Ottoman defense forces on the shore were a little flustered by the sudden attack, they still launched a counterattack tenaciously.

The artillery built on the cliff desperately fired shells, trying to stop the Ming troops from landing.

It's not that they don't want to fight the roaring warships, but their poor range can't reach them at all, so they can only fight the landing craft that are approaching.

"Boom bang bang..."

The simple landing craft quickly approached the shore while avoiding shells.

Soon a landing craft reached the shore, but due to its high speed, the bow of the ship hit the reef on the shore.

"Hurry up……"

A team leader jumped into the waist-deep sea, shouting loudly to the team members behind him to move forward quickly.

They are the Fourth Corps of the Marine Corps. After several years of overseas wars, they have rich experience in landing operations and became the first batch of personnel to land.

Under the shout of the captain, the soldiers quickly jumped into the sea one by one, regardless of the strong wind and waves, and followed the captain in front, wading through the sea to the shore with difficulty.

"shooting!"

"Bang bang bang..."

Constantinople is an important base of the Alliance of Allah, and its defense is naturally the object of Omrad's important arrangements.

Omurad stationed an elite army of 3 people here, hoping that these soldiers could buy time for those precious craftsmen when they were in danger.

These elite soldiers did not live up to Omurad's expectations. The moment the enemy appeared, they entered the combat positions one after another.

Although the enemy's artillery fire was fierce, dozens or even hundreds of soldiers died with each explosion, but none of these people retreated.

Under the command of the officer, they rushed to the shore and waited quietly in a queue for the marines who were about to land.

When the first batch of marines rushed to the shore, under the order of the officer, the Ottoman soldiers defending Constantinople did not hesitate to pull the trigger.

A puff of gunpowder smoke drifted over with the sound of gunfire, and rows of bullets hit the shallows, splashing water.

"Fight back and fight back..."

A team leader, seeing that the sea water had reached his knees and no longer affected the soldiers' shooting, immediately raised the third-generation rifle in his hand and gave the order to shoot.

Fierce shooting began on the beach. Every time a burst of gunfire sounded, people on both sides fell on the beach or in the water.

"kill!"

After several rounds of shooting from the opponent, the marines finally rushed to the beach.

"Use the bayonet and kill!"

The distance between the two sides was less than 30 meters, and the Ottoman officer no longer ordered the soldiers to reload and shoot, but directly gave the order to fight and stab.

All of a sudden there were killing sounds, and the soldiers on both sides rushed towards each other with bayonet-mounted rifles.

"Grenade!"

However, when the distance between the two sides was still more than ten meters away, the team leader on Da Ming's side suddenly roared.

I saw dozens of soldiers behind him took out the grenade that had been hidden behind them for a long time, pulled the fuse and threw it to the opposite side.

"Boom boom boom boom..."

The violent explosion brought up sand and dust on the beach, and the crazily scattered shrapnel instantly harvested a large area of ​​life.

"kill!"

Before the dust splashed by the explosion fell, the captain let out a roar, and rushed forward with a bayonet in his hand.

"Ding ding ding dong..."

The bayonets collided wildly, splashing sparks, and there was a muffled sound from time to time in the fierce battlefield, and one person fell to the ground clutching his wound.

At the beginning of the 20th century, there was a very famous saying that whether an army is considered elite depends on whether the army dares to meet the enemy with a bayonet.

Only the army that dares to meet the enemy with a bayonet and fight to the death without retreating is the best army.

However, this sentence is not very useful for the current two mistakes.

Because these two troops were converted from cold weapon troops, the bayonet saw red, and hand-to-hand combat was their natural ability.

However, the era of cold weapons has passed after all.

As the rifle in the hand of an officer was knocked out, he pulled out the pistol at his waist and fired the first shot, as if dominoes had been played on the beach.

The officers who fought the enemy with bayonets remembered that they still had self-defense pistols on them.

On the battlefield of fighting and stabbing, bursts of gunshots sounded in an instant, and a brave Ottoman soldier who charged fell to the ground, and the Ming army, which was obviously much smaller in number, gradually occupied the top
When a batch of landing soldiers came ashore, the Ottoman side finally couldn't bear the pressure and began to be defeated. The Ming army just followed the trend and chased them down.

"It's a joke to tell the troop carrier to dock, and the artillery fires in depth, accidentally injuring our own people."

Jiang Han, who was in charge of this command, retracted the binoculars and gave the next battle order with a smile.

It can be seen from the smile on his face that the result of this first command of the war is very satisfactory.

(End of this chapter)