allendalepharm Chapter 329 Another New Record?
Chapter 329 Another New Record?
"Remember to give a five-star review!" Brigitte reminded.
"Understood!" Song He turned around and walked out. Just as he stepped out of the door, he suddenly turned back, "By the way! Let me ask you some gossip! You have served as a Gallic airborne soldier. Have you ever been on your Gallic aircraft carrier?"
"I've only been there once, for exchange and study, and stayed for a week." Brigitte's face was slightly nervous, as if she had entered into a sensitive topic.
"Is the bathhouse on your aircraft carrier really for men and women?" Song He looked around and lowered his voice.
Upon hearing this topic, Brigitte immediately relaxed and said with a smile, "Our aircraft carrier is relatively small, smaller than your amphibious assault ship. The space is narrow, and the bathhouse cannot distinguish between men and women."
Song He was stunned, "Then...are you just messing around?"
"It can't be too messy, at least no pregnancy is allowed. There is a plastic bag on the bathroom wall, which contains some medicine and a small raincoat for later use." Brigitte said in a teasing tone, "After all, the aircraft carrier is used for war, and you can't go out to separate different floors. If you give birth in a cabin, it will become a mobile delivery room."
Song He looked at her calm expression and was deeply shocked!
Bridget suddenly narrowed her eyes, "What? Do you want to see it?"
Song He was confused, "How...how do you know this? Do you have a video?"
"My dormitory is in Building 7, Room 601. I get off work after ten o'clock in the evening." Bridget raised her chin and curved the corners of her mouth, like a big bad wolf tempting a little white rabbit.
Song He's eyes widened, "Thanks for the kindness! But I have work to do!"
He waved his hands in panic and ran away.
…
Return to the second floor.
The second floor was empty. Weng Lianggong and other researchers went to the annual meeting.
Song He sat in front of the computer and opened the drawing software.
Hold the mouse in hand and click quickly to draw gun parts one by one.
After a long while, the drawing is completed, hit the Enter key and download it to the printer!
The huge 3D printer as big as a refrigerator in the corner started working, spitting out parts one by one. Song He, like a veteran, quickly assembled a large number of parts to form a brand new three-barreled vehicle-mounted machine gun!
"It's damn heavy!" Song He gritted his teeth and picked up the gun and entered the shooting range.
I saw Weng Lianggong and the others installing a machine gun before. Song He did the same thing, fixed the gun body, connected the rotating groove, pulled up the magazine chain, connected the power supply, and finally turned on the safety!
He left the shooting range, closed the glass door tightly, and pressed the remote control!
The target was set up, the machine gun roared, the terrifying muzzle flash spurted out, and the tracer bullets flew out quickly!
Song He was excited. It seemed that the performance of the first machine gun he designed was just okay. He merged some components into the gun body and added a few original new parts. The rate of fire skyrocketed!
The light went dark and bright, and finally, the test results floated on the wall!
[10-meter test target clearing time: 0.50 seconds]
[50-meter test target clearing time: 2.54 seconds]
[200-meter target clearing time: 35.21 seconds]
[Night battle hamster mode target rate: 61%]
[Comprehensive score: 74 points]
It was two points higher than before, but Song He couldn't be happy.
The gun previously provided by Weng Lianggong exploded in the night battle hamster mode, so it missed a lot of targets.
The newly designed gun shoots stably throughout the entire process, so why is the score only a tiny bit higher? Too bad accuracy?
Song He sat back in front of the computer and tapped the keyboard repeatedly to bring up detailed ballistic data for study.
The ballistic data is quite complex. The trajectory and speed of each bullet are recorded. Under normal circumstances, it would take more than a dozen researchers to analyze it for two or three days. Fortunately, Song He's mental arithmetic ability is explosive, and he can find the strange things at a glance.
After a while, he tried drawing again and printing the part again.
There were bursts of gunfire on the second floor, tests were conducted over and over again, and the lights went out again and again.
The 3D printer vomited for several hours, and a large number of machine guns and parts were thrown into the waste area of the shooting range, as if it was a fierce battle.
Outside the window, night falls.
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On the first floor of the shooting range, the door opens.
Weng Lianggong filed in with a group of haggard-looking young researchers.
“The annual meeting is too long and my butt hurts from sitting there!”
"Does this kind of multi-hour conference need to be held all at once? Can't there be an intermission?"
"I finally understand why no one drinks the water on the conference table. The meeting won't end after drinking it, and my bladder will explode!"
The young researchers complained non-stop. They were at an active age and it was really uncomfortable to hold meetings that lasted all afternoon and half of the evening.
Weng Lianggong smiled and said nothing, and led his men up the stairs. Just halfway up, he met Song He who was coming down the stairs.
"Have you finished the meeting?" Song He greeted him in a relaxed tone, "I've finished modifying the gun. I'm going to have dinner."
"Has the change been completed?" Weng Lianggong was startled. Before he could ask further questions, the master had already hurried away.
A group of researchers looked at each other with suspicious expressions.
"Did you spend an afternoon modifying it? What kind of gun can you modify?"
"Master Song He really changed his gun? I thought he was joking!"
"What can he do as a novice? Can an antibiotic expert also make guns part-time? I've never heard of such a thing in the world!"
"Yes, he is good at math and can write programs, but when it comes to gun construction, formulas are not enough!"
The researchers kept talking pessimistically, but their pace involuntarily accelerated.
Soon, everyone stood in front of the glass wall on the second floor, and all the discussion disappeared.
Everyone raised their heads and looked blank!
"Fuck...another fucking new record..." Weng Lianggong was stunned and murmured in a low voice.
[10-meter test target clearing time: 0.40 seconds]
[50-meter test target clearing time: 2.01 seconds]
[Target clearing time for 200 meters: 16.36 seconds]
[Night battle hamster mode target rate: 74%]
[Comprehensive score: 84 points]
After the researchers were stunned for a moment, someone reacted and rushed towards the shooting range!
Everyone woke up and swarmed around to check the sample gun on the shooting position.
"Have you never seen this appearance before?"
"It should be some kind of imitation gun, right? The outer shell is not important, just take it apart and take a look inside!"
"Took it apart! Let me go, what kind of structure is this?"
"What do you mean? What is this little runner used for? How can anyone put this thing in the barrel of a gun?"
"It's not like a counterfeit gun! I've dismantled machine guns from all over the world, and you can't even see any blood in the internal structure!"
"Isn't it really an original gun? It's too far off. Where did Song He get the inspiration?"
The researchers carefully dismantled the gun, feeling excited and confused. With their knowledge, they could not understand the internal structure of the gun for the time being!
If you saw the strange structure of this gun from elsewhere, you would definitely regard it as an inferior pheasant design, but at this moment, the test results are still displayed on the wall. This gun beats all the firearms they designed!
Not only that, its comprehensive score even exceeds the vehicle-mounted machine guns in service in various countries' armies!
After everyone studied for a long time, Song He came back, "How about it? Can this give me credit in exchange for points?"
"It must be possible!" Weng Lianggong grabbed him, "Quick, quick, quick, brother Song, tell me your design ideas!"
Many researchers immediately surrounded Song He, their faces filled with eagerness for knowledge!
"Brother Weng, please declare your points for me first. I have to upgrade to Level II as soon as possible. There is a pilot waiting for me at the airport. The bonus for flying at Level II is more than double." Song He discussed, "I'll give it to others first. lecture!"
"Okay, okay!" Weng Lianggong ran quickly, turned around and left.
Song He calmly took a famous teacher capsule and began to preach.
"This gun has three original parts of mine, and the overall structure has been adjusted at the same time..."
"Look, the function of the first part is to reduce the recoil and increase the rate of fire. The principle is based on the air guide..."
The researchers took out small notebooks from their pockets and took class notes word for word.
[Three people have received scientific research inspiration after listening to your lectures, and a small amount of mathematical knowledge will be returned! 】
[7 people have received scientific research inspiration after listening to your lectures, and a small amount of mathematical knowledge will be returned! 】
[12 people listened to your lectures and received scientific research inspiration, and a large amount of mathematical knowledge was returned! 】
"Okay, that's about it!" Song He patted his butt and stood up, "I learned a lot from you today, and luckily I made some results. I hope I can inspire everyone to make firearms with better performance!"
The researchers looked in admiration, raised their arms in unison, and applauded with conviction!
Although they are of the same age and everyone here is also a so-called genius, there is still a big gap between geniuses!
Song He waved goodbye and went downstairs tiredly.
As soon as I arrived on the first floor of the shooting range, my phone vibrated with a message.
"Huh?" He unlocked his phone and raised his eyebrows.