Chapter 3: Telling Tales
"Director, you can try it." Liu Tao handed his Type 54 pistol to Wang Tiezhu: "Facts speak louder than words. This is real gold that is not afraid of fire."
Wang Tiezhu took Liu Tao's pistol.
"Um?!"
Holding the grip, Wang Tiezhu could clearly feel that the size was different from his and it was very comfortable.
This is the scary thing about veterans who have spent their whole lives sharpening guns. The gun has become a part of the body, an instinct that can maximize the power of the gun.
Aim the gun at the target.
"boom!"
shot!
Liu Tao held the telescope, and he saw that the gun hit the target. Although it did not hit the center of the circle, it was much better than him.
Wang Tiezhu was slightly surprised. He felt that it was indeed a good idea.
After adjusting, Wang Tiezhu aimed and fired again.
"boom!"
This time, the bullet got closer and closer to the bullseye.
Liu Tao was secretly shocked. He had never thought that Wang Tiezhu, who was almost 70 years old, could still shoot so accurately.
Is it possible to be ready for the battlefield at any time?
"boom!"
After adjusting again, Wang Tiezhu fired again.
When a magazine is empty of 8 bullets, it has hit the bullseye.
Wang Tiezhu had a happy smile on his face.
8 rounds of ammunition, none jammed.
Wang Tiezhu, who was not satisfied, asked Liu Tao to fill the magazine with bullets, and then continued shooting.
"Comrade Liu Tao, you did a good job!" Wang Tiezhu praised him as he returned the pistol to Liu Tao after firing 40 rounds without jamming.
"Write a report and summarize it. I want to praise you in front of the entire factory and ask for credit from your superiors!" Wang Tiezhu couldn't wait to report to his superiors.
Improving the Type 54 pistol is definitely a great achievement.
Liu Tao touched his head and said with some embarrassment: "Director, can you please wait for two or three days? I have to continue testing this gun and sort out my other improvement plans, and then I can write a report."
"Yes, yes, yes, look at my head. I'm old and confused. I've made the mistake of rushing for quick success." Wang Tiezhu patted his head. "I leave this matter to you. You decide the time. The bullet factory has enough control."
"Director, he..." Li Yuanchao became anxious.
Wang Tiezhu directed his sharp eyes at Li Yuanchao, leaving Li Yuanchao speechless: "Comrade Li Yuanchao, you are also an old man in the factory. You must understand everything clearly, instead of just making small reports without distinguishing right from wrong."
Li Yuanchao's face immediately turned red.
But under Wang Tiezhu's momentum, he didn't dare to say a word.
Liu Tao smiled.
With Wang Tiezhu, he can practice target shooting with confidence.
As for Li Yuanchao, Liu Tao actually didn't care.
In fact, Li Yuanchao was not bad in nature, he was just jealous of him.
The two of them didn't belong to the same office, and they met at most two or three times a day. He didn't have to pay attention to Li Yuanchao, which would ruin his mood in vain.
Wang Tiezhu left the shooting range.
The shooting range is the only place in the entire factory where you can shoot.
Workers can come here to practice shooting, and children are also allowed to come here every month to practice shooting, and there will be soldiers to teach them.
Target shooting is not allowed outside the shooting range.
And when leaving the shooting range, unless you are a cadre, you cannot be equipped with a gun.
Wang Tiezhu and Li Yuanchao left, leaving Liu Tao alone in the entire shooting range.
It is working time now, everyone is at work, and Liu Tao is the technician, so he is needed only if something happens.
Liu Tao looked at the gun in his hand, and the virtual panel at the corner of his eye displayed data: [Item Level: LV3 (228/1000)].
Liu Tao continued his target practice.
boom! boom! boom!
Gunfire continued.
As he continued to shoot, Liu Tao hit the target more and more times, while the number of missed targets decreased.
Finally, the sun sets and darkness falls.
The gunfire stopped.
"Hiss, hiss~~" Liu Tao felt that his hands were not his, and they were in great pain.
The recoil of this Type 54 pistol is huge.
Looking at the gun again, the virtual panel data in the corner of the eye shows: [Item level: LV3 (1000/1000) (upgradeable)]
All of a sudden, Liu Tao didn't feel tired anymore.
"System, upgrade, optimize recoil!" Liu Tao thought silently in his heart.
The virtual panel data suddenly changed: [Item Level: LV4 (0/10000)]
Liu Tao's mouth twitched.
Ten thousand bullets! ?
I shot 1,110 bullets today, and my hands are so sore.
If he fired ten thousand bullets, both of his hands would probably be broken.
Moreover, the lifespan of this Type 54 pistol is only about 3,000 rounds of ammunition.
This would require scrapping three or four barrels.
Liu Tao walked towards the canteen.
Panshan Machinery Factory covers a large area and is divided into production area, office area, and living area. There is even only a part outside, and part of the production is placed inside the cave.
This also fully implements the third-line construction spirit of “dig holes deeply and accumulate grain widely”.
The entire factory is hidden in the mountains.
To be honest, even if a war does break out, they probably won't be bombed. Even if it is bombed, the factory cannot be completely destroyed directly.
On the wall of the building, there are red letters on a white background that read "Military Industry Serves the Country". In addition, there are some clearly visible slogans: "Good people are on the third front, prepare for war and prepare for desertion, and prepare for the people" and "Strive for life to realize the modernization of national defense science and technology." , "All reactionaries are paper tigers."
Panshan Machinery Factory has its own farm to produce food, raise chickens, ducks and pigs, and also has its own cinema, canteen, school and hospital.
It is a self-contained system.
Even if there is no contact with the outside world, it will not affect the life of Panshan Machinery Factory.
Liu Tao admires those predecessors very much. They are not afraid of hard work, sacrifice and dedication. When the country needs them, they resolutely choose to contribute to the country. They came thousands of miles to the mountains in the southwest, opened mountains and built roads, and built factories and dormitories all over the mountains. Everything is from scratch.
They are even prepared to live in the mountains for a lifetime.
When he came to the canteen, Liu Tao lined up for food.
After finding a place to sit down, Liu Tao found that his chopsticks were shaking badly.
Liu Tao smiled bitterly.
He ate slowly, and gradually, his hands felt better.
"What a bullshit system. Why do you have to use it to accumulate experience?" Liu Tao complained secretly. As for upgrading with upgrade points, Liu Tao was reluctant.
After eating, he left the canteen and took a walk.
The style here is full of the characteristics of the times.
Some people even organized students to sing.
"The east wind blows, the drums of war beat, who is afraid of whom in the world now? It is not the people who are afraid of the US empire, but the US empire is afraid of the people. The righteous will have many supporters, while the unrighteous will have few supporters. The laws of history are irresistible, irresistible."
This is an immortal war song that inspires the morale of the people and destroys the prestige of the enemy. The song is magnificent, sonorous and powerful, and inspiring. It makes people's blood boil and their hearts surge!
Liu Tao couldn't help but sing along.
The memory in his mind is very deep. This song can be said to be known by everyone.
Unfortunately, fewer and fewer people know this song. Ten years after the millennium, the US style is even more arrogant. Remote breeding technology is very advanced, allowing a large number of people to run out. Even those who did not run out automatically become spiritual beauties.
Even many people are looking forward to the arrival of the "king's division" all day long, so that they can carry pots and carry slurry to welcome the king's division.