Chapter 381

But no matter how incredible it is, it is impossible to refute what happened in front of us.

The 200 yard target is inlaid with six fresh lead bullets, and the impact points are very close, which shows that the effective range of this rifle is absolutely up to 200 yards!

This range is more than twice the effective range of the brown Beth p1756 long musket now in the hands of the British Royal Army soldiers!

"If it's on the battlefield, with this effective range alone, people can walk their soldiers to death alive on the battlefield!"

Even if it was late autumn, and the weather became very cold, the thought of it made Colonel Jones's back sweat!

As a veteran officer, how could James Jones not know the importance of effective range?

At present, the Royal Army stationed in Jamestown is all armed with the brown Beth p1756 long muskets. This kind of muskets is also the most completed muskets of the brown Beth rifle since it was developed in 1722 and finally finalized in 1728 after the p1724 test. Now all the British Royal Army have basically changed this kind of rifles.

But even this rifle, its real effective range is only about 100 yards.

The effective range of a hundred yards is very good, at least not inferior to the French rifle. But if compared with the rifle in front of me, it's really not enough.

The effective range is 100 yards. If you are on the battlefield, your soldiers will be beaten passively! How can we fight such a war when our soldiers can't hit each other with their guns, but they can get one shot at a time?

And if it's just the difference of effective range, maybe we can make up the gap with the advantage of the number of soldiers, but the problem is that this rifle in people's hands still has such a fast firing speed!

Seven shots a minute, more than twice as fast as the brown Beth rifle!

Other people's guns are far and accurate, and their shooting speed is more than twice as fast as their own rifles. How can we play?

After a short period of panic, all that remained of Colonel Jones was red eyed

"If our soldiers are equipped with this kind of rifle, if the whole British Royal Army and even the navy are equipped with this kind of rifle, France, Spain, Prussia and Austria will all crawl and tremble at the feet of the soldiers of the British Empire!"

Almost in an instant, the idea filled Colonel Jones's mind.

"Dear guardian, I don't know about this rifle..." since you want to get this rifle, you don't need any face. If you can get this rifle, will the position of the general be far away from you?

Stone Bear looked at the grinning Colonel Jones. Without waiting for him to ask this question, he said directly, "Mr. Colonel, do you want this rifle?"

Although it seems rude to interrupt the Colonel directly, Colonel Jones doesn't mind at all. On the contrary, the guardian's tone surprised the colonel.

"Yes, dear guardian, I want this rifle in your hand very much." Said Colonel Jones, bending slightly, the grace and dignity of a colonel in the Royal Army of the British Empire had disappeared from him.

"Good!" The stone bear's happy reply made Colonel Jones seem to see God, but his next words made the Colonel a little at a loss.

"I don't know how much Mr. Colonel wants to buy the gun in my soldier's hand?"

"Ah?" The colonel was stunned.

"What? Aren't you going to pay for my gun, captain? My God, you don't want me to give you away, do you

"Cough..." the Colonel coughed two times. "Dear guardian, I didn't mean that. At the beginning, I just thought you would give me a rifle as a souvenir."

"Well, Mr. Colonel, do you think I will? Please, it's not difficult to copy this rifle, so I can't give this rifle to others for nothing. Of course, we are old friends. If you really want this rifle, I will sell you the rifles that my soldiers are using. "

"You, you mean to sell me these second-hand... Um, these guns that your soldiers are using?" Colonel Jones's face was overcast.

"Yes, Mr. Colonel, if you want this rifle, I can only sell it to you. Of course, if you copy it later, it has nothing to do with me. Do you understand what I mean? "

Colonel Jones is silent now. Stone bear's words are so clear. If he doesn't understand, he will be a fool.

Obviously, the guardian of this aboriginal tribe is a human spirit, and its fur is the kind of monkey. This gun is really a good one. It's much better than the brown Beth rifle used by our soldiers. This guardian has proved it with facts just now.

But again, it's just a rifle. If you can get a sample gun, it's easy to copy it.

The guardian obviously knows about the imitation, so he will sell all these rifles to himself, and the profit margin is the cost of developing this rifle.

It's normal, but Colonel Jones doesn't want to pay so much.

"Guardian, how much do you plan to sell for each gun?"

"How much? Let's settle this first. Are your soldiers using the brown Beth p1756 long muskets? "

Jones looked at the stone bear in surprise, but he nodded.

"Well, the cost of this gun should be three pounds and two shillings now, but the purchase price of your ordnance Bureau seems to be six pounds and five shillings. I don't know if the price I said is correct?"

"How do you know?" Once again, without suppressing his shock, Colonel Jones asked this question in surprise. But it is also this sentence that proves what Shi Xiong said is very correct.

The cost and purchase price of the brown Beth rifle are the top secret of the ordnance Bureau. If it wasn't for Colonel Jones's cousin who works in the ordnance Bureau, he would not know the cost and purchase price of the brown Beth rifle.

Colonel Jones remembers that when he heard the news, he had a great feeling that a rifle had a gross profit of three pounds and three shillings, more than 100% of the gross profit. No wonder those gun makers in China were very rich. If we can let the ordnance Bureau purchase our own rifles in large quantities, it's better for the Colonel not to do so.

As a member of the Royal Army of the British Empire, Colonel Jones can only think about it and express his feelings. Ammunition is not a big nobleman with a background behind him. Who can put his hand in the ordnance bureau?

But how did the guardian of this aboriginal tribe know about it? Is this guy really guided by the aboriginal gods, as Hank and fog said?