The Uncanny: The Knowledgeable Returns From Warhammer

Chapter 30 Retrofitting Bullets

Because he was exiled after being seriously injured by the gods, Brenes did not refrain from reciting the other party's real name like he did to the god of steam and machinery.

Of course, he also boasted that the current state is too bad. If he put it aside, even if he recited the names of the Seven Gods every day, he would not be afraid of them calling at his door, but there was no need to provoke them.

"You said you've seen that, um...transgender evil god?"

Automatically ignoring what Brennies boasted about, Ivan didn't know how to describe the witch Chick for a while.

I feel that the other party is very similar to Slaanesh, but not so scary. It seems that I only think about how to cheat my own people, and then my own people go to cheat others. The boss cheats the subordinates, the wife cheats the husband, and the husband cheats the son.

"Tsk, no wonder it's called the Witch's Family..." Ai Wen suddenly felt a little tingling in his scalp, and hurriedly stopped his distracted thoughts and continued to listen to the lecture.

"Actually, at the end of the Fourth Era, when He and the god of death Salinger counterattacked the Northern Continent and set off a pale disaster, I was just a small person, but I also witnessed that doomsday disaster."

Speaking of which, Brenes sighed with some melancholy, but only after a while, he smacked his lips and said:

"Tsk tsk, I thought you were looking for a chance to recover after falling like me, but it seems that you have a big problem at the moment. No wonder that guy from Steam will take your idea."

At this time, before Brenes complained again, Ikanser's voice suddenly came from the shooting room:
"Mr. Stimson, are you in there? I'll get you some bullets..."

With a simple response, Ivan reached out and stuffed Brenes, who was lying flat on the table and pretended to be dead, into his pocket, leaving only half of his head, and then calmly took out the revolver and began to load the bullets.

"How about it?"

A moment later, Ikanser walked in. Although there was a smile on his face, Aiwen could still see his hidden caution and concerns.

"He noticed the abnormality just now?"

The other party's unnatural reaction made Aiwen a little confused, and then he remembered the sensor in his arms that could be infused with spirituality to generate vibrations.

However, he did not question this, but nodded calmly and said:

"It's not bad, but the power of the bullet is a bit small. As a police firearm, it is weak in stasis, and it is easy to accidentally injure innocent people behind the target."

"So can you help me find some rope, and boards and stuff like that?"

"Uh, okay, no problem!" Ikanser nodded dully, turned around and walked out of the shooting room with the box containing the spiritual bullets.

"It looks normal, but why does the sensor that was distributed to him vibrate? Could it be... is he trying to test me on purpose?"

He walked through the training room with a heavy heart, and waved to the task force in the corridor who was disguised as a maintenance craftsman, telling them to disperse. It was only then that Ikanser realized that the spiritual bullet used as an excuse had not been handed over to the other party.

Then he sighed helplessly: "Forget it, it has already been discovered anyway, give it to him together with the plank later!"

In the shooting room, after Ikanser left, Aiwen touched the pocket watch sensor in his arms, and suddenly smiled:

"Sure enough, there is a problem, but this is considered normal operation."

"It seems that before integrating the power armor, you have to get some equipment for yourself to deal with emergencies, so let's start with modifying the bullets."

Then he decisively picked up the yellow bullet on the table, left the shooting room, walked through the corridor, turned around and walked into the mechanical laboratory.

And Upton, who looked very tired after tossing around inside for most of the night, was still busy with amazing perseverance.

Seeing Aiwen come in, the other party was surprised and changed his tired appearance before, and excitedly introduced the changes he had made to the prototype car overnight.

Compared with the bicycle that was just a skeleton before, after the hard work of Appleton in the middle of the night, there is already a rear seat similar to a flat shelf, and a front basket that does not look good after repeated bending of the wire, and a spring leaf Kickstands, brakes, mud tiles and other accessories.

In this regard, just like the space warriors who once belonged to the battle group and returned from victory, Aiwen gave affirmation without hesitation.

But just when Upton, who was blushing because of the approval, was secretly happy, Ivan immediately asked a new question.

That is, although the current bicycle looks perfect, the transmission system is still not flexible enough. The gear integrated with the rear wheel makes the driver have to pedal quickly when going downhill.

Otherwise, it is very likely that the rapidly rotating pedals driven by the rear wheel will smash the heel to pieces.

And in this way, the driver will feel very strenuous to maintain a high-intensity action all the time.

Seeing that the smile on Upton's face gradually disappeared, becoming tangled and uncomfortable, Ivan showed a knowing smile, and suddenly thought of those tenacious and serious fighters in the battle group.

"I don't know how they are doing. Are they still fighting on the front line against Chaos in the Great Rift, and have they sacrificed their lives for the empire..."

After being silent for a while, he quietly got up and walked to the vise, took out the bullets and prepared to start his work, leaving Upton alone looking at the bicycle and thinking hard.

In front of the workbench, Aiwen clamped the 0.38 caliber bullet upwards on the vise. Without touching the primer, he first began to destroy the sealing layer between the bullet case and the bullet, and then used the pliers to forcibly remove the bullet and turn it 180 degrees. , reinstalled on the cartridge case, and then tightened the slightly loose cartridge case.

Such a simple imitation hollow, expansive special bullet was successfully produced.

Because it is temporarily impossible to manufacture soft-pointed bullets and hollow-pointed bullets, he took a tricky way to directly change its ballistic stability to achieve the effect of hollow bullets, that is, "dum bullets".

After it enters the body of the first person, under the blockage of human muscles and bones, the force area at the tail of the replacement warhead increases and the force is uneven, resulting in rollover.

In the end, the outer copper shell is broken and the lead core on the inside is scattered, resulting in a "cavity effect" and a trumpet-shaped wound, which is commonly referred to as "an eye in the front and a hole in the back".

It is worth mentioning that if no industrialized production is carried out, blindly use a saw blade to manually saw the bullet out of the gap, and other behaviors that destroy the structure of the bullet.

Not only does it fail to achieve the desired effect, but it is very likely that the bullet will be broken in advance under the severe chamber pressure, leaving the outer copper armor in the barrel, and the next bullet will explode.

But then again, the obvious disadvantage of such a transformation of the head and tail is that the shooting distance will be shortened to a certain extent because the ballistic stability of the bullet is destroyed.

After the sealing layer between the bullet and the shell is damaged, once it encounters humid weather, moisture enters the shell along the gap, which may cause the charge to be damp and cause a dud.

However, this is not a fatal problem for a revolver with good mechanical performance and little pursuit of the shooting distance itself.

"Let's find a chance to make a real hollow bullet in the future, now it's time to try its power!"

Picking up the six modified bullets, Ivan returned to the shooting room.

　This is an update from yesterday, I fell asleep in bed... sorry()
　　
　
(End of this chapter)