Chapter 162 Firearm Practice

"It's full of lies," Nightingale said when Roland returned to the office after dealing with the alchemist, "What is an ancient book from 450 years ago, isn't "Elementary Chemistry" the textbook you wrote for Scroll's memory?" ? That thing must be taught to the people sooner or later, right?"

"It's just a white lie." Roland held up his cup and took a sip of tea. Since Margaret, a businessman in the capital, gave him a pack of black tea, he can finally bid farewell to the days of drinking plain water or ale every day. "A prince in the palace, How can it be possible to know a lot about alchemy? If there is, it is the teaching of the alchemist in the capital. Giving him a textbook and letting him study it by himself is easier to accept than me teaching alchemy. After all, people will always believe in themselves the most. "

"Oh?" Nightingale suddenly leaned down and approached Roland, "Then who taught you your knowledge?"

"Uh..." Roland just opened his mouth, but Nightingale pressed his fingers down, "If you don't want to say it, don't say it. I don't want to hear you lie."

He blinked, and the other party withdrew his hand.

"Because there are still five days before the competition," Roland took the opportunity to change the subject, "I have to let Carter familiarize himself with the operation of the new weapon in advance."

"But don't you say that the problem of ammunition is still unsolved?"

"The gun cotton only affects its actual combat use. If it is only for the test, it is still possible to shoot one round of each gun. After all, there is no need to consider transporting bullets and repeated reloading during the test. Ten rounds of bullets are enough to get the result," Roland said. Said. Of course, the drop in firing rate due to the lack of gun cotton is a probabilistic event, and this can only be decided by God and Carter's face.

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West of the town walls.

Carter came to the previous explosives test site and accepted the new task assigned to him by Roland.

"Fighting a witch?" The chief knight was taken aback, "Can I wear God's Stone of Retaliation?"

"Of course," Roland smiled, "but you are facing a special witch, God's Stone of Retaliation is ineffective against her, and her fighting style is similar to that of a warrior, using a big sword to attack."

"You mean, she is a witch proficient in melee combat?" Carter glanced at Nightingale beside Roland.

"Almost, but because her ability is to strengthen herself, both her strength and speed are far superior to ordinary people." Roland said, "You have to be mentally prepared, the opponent's physical fitness is probably worse than the death row prisoner who was used to test the pill before. several times higher."

"Several times higher...Your Highness, do you know what that means?" Carter's eyes widened, "It is very likely that even if I observe her movements, my body will not be able to keep up with the reaction. If she is really like what you said I'm afraid I won't be able to defeat her."

"Theoretically, your chances of winning are indeed zero," the prince handed over a strange-looking firearm, "but with this, your chances of winning will be greatly increased."

"This is... a new musket?" Carter took it with both hands because its trigger and barrel are very similar to the flintlock, and the knight judged that they should belong to the same weapon. It is not big, but it is heavy in the hand, a bit heavier than a flintlock rifle. What is particularly striking is that, except for the wood grip, the entire gun body is made of metal. The smooth lines and corners, as well as the off-white metallic luster, have an indescribable beauty.

Carter fell in love with this weapon almost instantly.

"Its name is a revolver." Roland took out another weapon of the same shape, and popped out the wheel like a honeycomb to the left. "Now I will teach you how to use it."

Carter soon discovered that its method of operation was simpler than that of the flintlock. The projectile and gunpowder had been integrated into one body, and it could be fired as long as it was loaded into the middle wheel. There are five holes in the runner, which can be loaded with five rounds of ammunition at a time, which is probably why it is called a revolver. There is a small hole at the end of the pistol corresponding to the runner. As long as the trigger is pulled, sparks will burst out of the hole and make a friction sound. Perhaps there was a piece of flint hidden in it, he thought. However, the design of this bullet is also too exquisite. The light yellow shell is probably made of thin copper plate, and the overall shape is a perfect circle. The bullet is thinner at the front and thicker at the back, and the tail is about the thickness of your index finger. It can fit the hole of the cylinder extremely precisely. How is this done?

"This is an unfinished product, so you must always pay attention to the opening at the bottom of the bullet," Roland made a shooting motion, "like me, the muzzle of the gun is slightly downward, so that the gunpowder does not leak from the opening. After each shot, The cartridge nests of the runners must be cleaned to avoid accumulation of loose powder in the holes."

"Unfinished product?"

"That's right," the prince shrugged, "There is still a key technology to be solved. If everything goes well, you may be able to catch up before the competition. By then, the opening at the bottom of the bullet will be sealed, and you don't need to worry about leaking medicine anymore." There’s a problem. Let’s try target shooting first.”

If the bottom is sealed, how do you ignite the gunpowder inside the bullet? Carter thought for a while, and decided to give up thinking about this seemingly impossible problem. After all, he was not as well-informed and knowledgeable as His Highness.

That's right, knowledgeable and talented. Carter has already admired His Royal Highness the fourth prince. No matter whether it is a court bachelor, a master alchemist or an astrologer, no one can invent so many weird things like His Highness, and these things have extremely high use value, unlike Inventions such as snow powder and manned kites can only be reduced to toys for nobles. The steamer invented by His Highness has been used in mine transportation and water pumping operations, and muskets and cannons have even repelled the evil beasts and the Duke's coalition forces. Now Carter firmly believes that as long as time passes, His Royal Highness Roland Wimbledon must be on the throne of Graycastle.

The target stands ten meters away, and the humanoid target at this distance is only the size of a palm. He followed the way His Highness taught him to hold the gun with both hands, turned his body slightly, aimed the barrel of the gun at the target, and pulled the trigger.

Sparks and gas spewed out from both sides of the runner, and the loud noise made his ears hurt. He felt as if someone pushed him violently, and his wrist was lifted up unconsciously. When the smoke cleared, the target appeared to be intact.

"Go on." Roland said.

Carter took a deep breath and fired the remaining four bullets, but none of them hit the target.

"This..." Carter looked at His Royal Highness, who didn't seem to care.

"Because of the short barrel of the pistol, its range and accuracy are not as good as that of the rifle. It is very normal to miss the target. In addition, the caliber of the bullet is close to 12mm, and the recoil force is much greater than that of the flintlock." He began to talk about Carter's incomprehensible words, "In short , you should practice well according to the method I said. Before the competition, you must hit the target with five rounds before you have a chance to win. By the way... Don’t forget to collect the shell casings. After they are reloaded, they can still be used There are many times." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users, please go to read.)