Chapter 2886 Recoil Is a Lie of Capitalists

Everyone loves a good gun, and Alsim is no exception.

After getting to the ground, I arranged the work at hand and gave a brief battle summary and report to the superiors.

The leading troops of the leading division had already established a firm foothold and completely controlled the bridgehead, and the follow-up troops were using the completely captured Moltke Bridge to come in a steady stream.

After finishing what he was doing, Alsim also returned to his resting place - a small building near the bridgehead that was completely controlled by the Red Army and had not been completely destroyed by British bombing.

I found a place to sit down, picked up a military kettle, drank a few sips of water, lit a cigarette, and then started smoking while playing with the big three-tube nozzle I had just picked up not long ago.

He first raised it up to try aiming, then put it flat in front of his eyes to look at it carefully. Alsim studied the thing thoroughly up and down, front and back, and then began to think about it on his own.

But before he had thought about it for a while, Alsim, who seemed to have thought of something, stood up and left. When he came back after a while, he had a saw in his hand that he didn't know where he got it from.

Well, it looks like the kind that an old fitter would use for daily work. It’s a handy little tool that can be held with one hand.

Alsim, who was carrying a hand saw, sat back down and then picked up the three-tube spray gun placed on the ground. He looked back and forth to find the right position. Without saying a word, he started sawing directly, "Kaka The abnormal metal sound of "click" soon attracted a figure.

"Damn, what are you doing? What are you doing with a perfectly good gun?"

Facing the puzzled Sulovchenko, Alsim, who was just immersed in his work, answered casually without even raising his head.

"This thing is too long. I thought it would be appropriate to make it shorter and use it as a pistol. I thought about it carefully.

"Pistol???"

For a moment, Sulovechenko almost thought he had stuffed donkey hair in his ears—that he had heard wrongly.

But looking at Alsim in front of him who was concentrating on his work, Sulovechenko quickly realized that his reaction was wrong. But if it's true, is Alsim's idea too crazy? Um?

Bang——

Sulovchenko was still thinking about it, and he had not thought about what to say next.

There was a sound of metal falling to the ground next to Alsim's hand, and three inverted-shaped gun barrels were sawed to the ground by him. Alsim, whose hands were so strong that he once killed a pig with one punch, sawed the barrel of a gun almost as fast as a machine.

"Okay, the barrel is finished and the butt needs to be modified. Wait a moment."

""

After sawing off the barrel, without saying a word, he aimed at the butt and started.

Alsim, who seemed to really intend to transform this thing into a pistol, moved very quickly. The steel barrel couldn't stop him from pulling and rubbing the saw in his hand, and the wooden butt part was naturally more difficult. Needless to say, in just three strokes, Alsim knocked him down and fell to the ground.

"Okay, done! That's it, almost what I want."

""

The original length of the big three-tube spray gun was just over 1 meter, but Alsim's hands rubbed it dry and lost more than half of its "redundant" length. In the end, the remaining part was only a little over 40 centimeters, and most of the butt and barrel were successfully cut off by Alsim with a hand saw.

The length of just over 40 centimeters is actually a bit long for a "pistol".

But, everything has two sides.

This itself is a long gun, a big gun, chambered for large caliber shotshells and magnum rifle rounds rather than pistol rounds.

If the bullet size is so large and the gun is made so small, it will make the hand uncomfortable and create new problems.

In short, based on his own experience, Alsim feels that the current state of this thing is probably the most suitable and suitable one for his own use.

As for whether Alsim's premonition was correct or accurate? How to determine?

It's simple, just find a place to try the effect of modifying the gun.

I went down to the basement of this small dilapidated building and found a corner where it would not be easy for gunshots to be transmitted to the ground and cause "unnecessary misjudgment" among the comrades and get ready.

Sulovechenko, who came with Alsim, was really curious about how Alsim planned to control this "German beast" that must be extremely difficult to control, and how he changed the shotgun into a pistol. Not everyone can control it.

"Is the target ready?"

"Okay, it should be enough for you to fight. The defense of this thing is higher than that of a human."

Sulovechenko, who placed a few bricks and a piece of iron sheet, quickly moved away after finishing the target. Alsim, who manually loaded three rounds of ammunition into the folding barrel pistol at once, found it a little later. After some feeling, he started to raise his gun and take aim.

The straight-line distance between a person and the target is 20 meters, which is a very common pistol combat distance.

As long as this thing can perform up to standard at this distance, Alsim plans to keep it and use it for his own use.

As for Sulovechenko's concern about "Can my brother control this thing and be able to control it?"

Sorry, Alsim, who was hand-picked by Malashenko as the "Slavic Superman", really has no concept of this, let alone thought about it.

Bang - Bang -

"Wowonimasuka! Two consecutive shots???"

Because the barrel was cut off by Alsim, the bullet's journey in the barrel was greatly shortened, and the 12-gauge shotgun powder, whose amount of propellant remained unchanged, burned incompletely.

The excess gunpowder turned directly into a ball of fire after being ejected from the barrel, and then instantly transformed into a large cloud of rising white smoke. Not to mention the visual effect, you can tell from the scene that this thing must be terrifyingly powerful.

If you insist on saying what the firing scene looks like

Then, it's probably not much different from the scene when "the first single male gun in the Japanese server" won the MVP? It should be like this.

"Well, it's okay. I overestimated this thing. The base of the thumb is a little numb, but it's completely acceptable."

Two consecutive shots were fired, and that's it?

Sulovchenko, who had nothing to say, decided not to talk anymore, because it was not too late to see the situation. After trying two shotgun shells, Alsim was going to fire a third shot, firing the 3X74mm large-caliber Magnum rifle bullet.

Boom——

If the two shotgun shells just now were as powerful as thunder, then the noise made by the third Magnum rifle bullet was like thunder rolling on the ground.

Alsim, who was fine after firing three shots, looked left and right, looking at the thing in his hand as if he was looking at a lot of flowers. After confirming that there was no problem with the gun, he walked to the target without any care to see the results.

"Well, it's quite powerful. Look, the iron plate has become a hornet's nest. If it hits face to face, even our plate armor may not be able to withstand it. And this, a rifle bullet broke three bricks, which is enough to tear the German's head off his neck with one shot."

"Not bad! This thing is my favorite, I'm very satisfied! I'll use it as a pistol, and I'll test it with a live gun tomorrow."

Seeing that Alsim was content to put the thing with the residual heat of the gun barrel back into his belt at his waist, just like the bandit leader with a mirror box on his waist.

Severely shocked by Alsim's one-handed gun holding, one-handed aiming, and one-handed firing process, Sulovichenko, who witnessed the whole operation from beginning to end, had no time to say anything, only to hear Alsim speak first without any heart.

"I think this modification is quite reliable. You can refer to it, or we can promote it in the company. In this way, this gun will not occupy the establishment. Those who have the conditions can bring an extra one and use it as a pistol when necessary. If you fire three shots at the right time, at least three Nazis will die. It is a sure win."

""

Let alone the fact that this thing has been modified to this state, he will definitely not be able to hold it with one hand and fire it, and he can't control it at all. Sulovchenko, who knows his own weight, does not have this confidence.

More importantly, Sulovchenko really wants to know the answer to a question, and it is necessary to ask Alsim in person now.

"I said, didn't you feel the recoil just now? Not even a little bit, just a little bit??"

"Ah? Recoil?"

"Yes! Recoil!"

Sulovchenko nodded affirmatively. Alsim, who really didn't take this matter seriously, thought about it and savored it first. After four or five seconds, he slowly spoke to Sulovchenko quietly.

"I don't feel anything special, it's just like usual."

""

"Besides, I think recoil has always been a lie of the capitalists. The division commander told me the same thing before."