Chapter 132 Magazine Parallel (Part 2)

"How about making a few for the soldiers to try?" Guo Tailai said to the platoon leader Zhang cautiously: "If the chiefs see that they don't allow it, then forget it, just a few people to test the effect on a small scale, right? ?”

"But I still have a lot of things to repair here." Platoon Leader Zhang was obviously moved, but still a little worried.

"I'll do it." Guo Tailai immediately hit the snake with the stick, patted his chest at the platoon leader Zhang and assured him, "It happens that I have nothing to do these two days, and my hands are itchy, how many can I make?"

Seeing Fatty's enthusiastic expression, Platoon Leader Zhang pondered for a while, and finally nodded. Everyone knows that Guo Tailai has made several vegetable peeling machines, and they also recognize Fatty's craftsmanship. Several magazine parallelizers are not difficult things, and Fatty's shots are more than enough.

In the afternoon, Guo Tailai sent over dozens of magazine couplers in a hurry, and there were various versions, including buckle version, latch type, and canvas belt version, each with five . Even the fat man came over at noon and asked for a few magazines, and modified them to imitate the G36 magazines, and directly made a few parallel-connectable latches on the magazines, so that they can be plugged in without magazine parallelers or tapes. together in parallel.

Platoon Leader Zhang originally thought that Fatty was just making one or two simple replacements for tape, but he didn't expect Fatty's hands to be so fast and to do so much. Especially for a few empty magazines, he thought that the fat man wanted to test whether it could be clamped and measure the size. Who would have thought that the fat man would do so many tricks?

Now platoon leader Zhang dared not let people experiment with so many things casually. It’s okay to say a few, there are so many, and each has its own characteristics, some are high-cost, some are low-cost, and there are direct parallel magazines. If you really want to push it out, someone who is really eliminated will come to report and modify the firearm without permission. , I'm afraid it will cause big trouble, so let's report to the higher authorities!

Leader Bai was still puzzled when he received the call from Platoon Leader Zhang. How could the mechanical repair institute, which has always been calm, have important reports? With an inexplicable mood, Head Bai still sat in the jeep and rushed to the machine repair institute quickly.

Unlike platoon leader Zhang who was worried about looking at a bunch of parallels, Bai Tuanchang's eyes lit up immediately when he saw these magazine parallels and saw the actual effect that some magazines had been connected in parallel through these parallels.

"Good stuff!" Captain Bai praised. He has actual combat experience. These magazine parallelizers are definitely much better than tapes. All of them are good things. After reading them one by one, he asked the platoon leader Zhang in great surprise: "Well, you little Zhang, you actually made so many good things without making a sound. I want to give you credit!"

"No, commander, it's not me!" Platoon Leader Zhang shook his hands in embarrassment, and quickly distinguished: "It's Fatty!"

"Fatty?" Leader Bai was stunned. In the entire camp, there was only one person who could be called fat and everyone recognized it as Guo Tailai: "Didn't he make vegetable peeling machines? Why is he still making this?"

"He said he had nothing to do after finishing it." What else could platoon leader Zhang tell the truth, with a helpless expression on his face: "Come here for a stroll and see that the soldiers' broken magazines are covered with tape, ask them, and do it." Get out this pile of stuff."

Head Bai was stunned for a while. In the camp under his jurisdiction, there really was no one who could be so free as to say they had nothing to do.

Every soldier's training schedule is full, wishing he could even deprive him of sleep time. The cooking company has to be busy from getting up at four or five in the morning until eight or nine in the evening; even the relatively quiet looking machine repair shop has piles of damaged equipment to be repaired; Lu Zhiming, a foreigner, is constantly drawing pictures every day, It seemed that Fatty was the only one who was idle.

But looking at the pile of magazine parallelers, the head of Bai didn't have any objection to the fat man's idleness. Just kidding, wouldn't it be impossible to make these things if the fat man was busy all the time?

"Where's Fatty?" Head Bai asked happily. He wanted to find Fatty, have a good chat, and see if Fatty had any good ideas in his heart before he said anything.

Guo Tailai really surprised Leader Bai too much. Such a simple magazine paralleler, why didn't the previous designers think of it? Oh, by the way, it seems that the new Type 95 gun is a product of the Southern Group, and Fatty himself is a technical consultant of the Southern Group. Just now, Head Bai was a little worried that Fatty's making of these things would make the people of the Southern Group feel bad-looking. , no problem now.

In addition, the head of Bai also got to know Fatty through other channels a few days ago. The person above was vague, only saying that Fatty came here to lose weight as an excuse, but did not disclose the specific situation. But one thing is certain, Fatty is extremely talented in certain weapon designs, and it is said that this evaluation is the unanimous opinion of a group of experts, including several academicians of the Chinese Academy of Sciences and the Academy of Engineering.

After learning about this evaluation, Head Bai was thinking about finding an excuse to have a good chat with Fatty one day, but now Fatty came to his door.

Platoon leader Zhang called and told Fatty to come here. There is no way, the operation room occupied by Lu Zhiming and Fatty is now a confidential location, even the head of Bai is not qualified to enter, so he can only call Fatty to come out.

"Hello, Head!" Guo Tailai hurriedly greeted Head Bai when he saw Head Bai. He is not a soldier now, and he is still wearing civilian clothes. The Bai Tuanchang has long prohibited him from performing a military salute, lest he want to slap him when he sees his improper posture.

"Fatty, how did you think of it?" Bai TuanZhang pointed to a neat pile of magazine parallels and asked Guo Tailai.

"Military fan!" Guo Tailai hurriedly explained with a doggy smile, "I just like to think about these things, and there is something here, so I made it. Commander, what do you think? Can it be used?"

"Whether it can be used or not, we have to let the soldiers actually use it for a period of time to see the effect." Captain Bai replied with a smile: "Military fans? Like to play these?"

The fat man immediately nodded his head like a kowtowing bug, and said with a smile: "It's just that I don't have a chance to play normally."

"Do you want to play?" Leader Bai asked Guo Tailai mysteriously.

"Think!" Guo Tailai immediately became excited. Guo Tailai has been interested in these things since he was a child. Unfortunately, he only touched a gun during his freshman military training, and it was still an old five-six-half with a bayonet. When Xiangjiang returned to China, he saw the 95-style, and he was already itching. Now Leader Bai asked him if he wanted to play, what's the point?

"Go, bring these things, I'll take you to play with guns." A triumphant smile appeared on the face of the head of Bai: "There are enough bullets, and you can shoot as you want. Let you have enough fun."

"Let me tell Lao Lu, let's go right away!" Guo Tailai was overjoyed, yelled at Captain Bai, and then quickly ran to the operation room where Lu Zhiming drew the picture.