Chapter 193： production line

Engineers are conducting weapon tests at the Hordas Arsenal in Bohemia. Twenty experimenters simultaneously raised their guns and fired at the shooting range ahead.

After a while, the weapon designer Holman-Styron stepped forward and calculated the parameters at the fastest speed. Satisfiedly, "Passed."

The parameters are as follows:

Caliber: 7.92 mm

Weight: 4.2 kg

Length: 1417 mm

Barrel length: 920 mm

Bullet: Paper shell acorn shaped lead bullet

Loading method: after loading

Rate of fire: 12-15 rounds

Power (Muzzle Velocity): 410 msec

Effective range: 650 meters

Maximum range: 1512 meters

Feeding: single round

Hordas, the director of the arsenal, smiled and said, "Congratulations, Mr. Stein, you have designed an excellent rifle.

This rifle is very good. It allows soldiers to refill their ammunition when lying down and smashing. The accuracy of close range shooting is still higher than most rifles.

I heard that the Prussians have been reloaded on a large scale. We have also bought a few of their rifles, and their performance is not as good as our rifles. "

Holman-Styron calmly said, "Mr. Hordas, this is just a laboratory product. Whether it can be produced on a large scale is still unknown.

In fact, there have been many advanced firearms manufactured in our laboratory over the years, because of the cost of production, there are very few listed values.

For example, the performance of the previous 1850 series rifle is much better than this, because of the cost of production, we have to give up. "

As a weapon design expert, the first thing to learn is to give up. Weapons are not as advanced as possible, and comprehensive costs are also considered.

In terms of design, it is a rifle a hundred years later. It can still be designed now, and whether it can be produced is an unknown.

Holman-Stellen is used to it, and more than 95% of the weapons he designed are lying in the laboratory. Although this rifle is good, it is still unknown whether it can be installed in the Austrian army.

Holdas said optimistically: "It doesn't matter. The Near East War is now fierce. We can sell it to the Principality of Montenegro for trial. As long as the rifle's excellence is proved in actual combat, the military cannot refuse.

Technically, this rifle has much lower requirements than the 1850 series. I can initially judge that the production cost of this rifle will not be much higher than the current rifle. "

It can't be said that His Majesty ordered the emperor to design a rifle suitable for the Austrian army?

Almost every Austrian arsenal now has sample guns. At present, more than a dozen rifle rifles have appeared on the shooting range in the palace. Based on experience, Holdas believes that this rifle is very likely to win. Big.

Cheap, simple operation and stable performance are the advantages of this rifle. The only disadvantage is that the lethality is slightly lower, but the accuracy of the hit rate and the advantage of being able to lay down the bomb can still make up for this.

Now that only the last link is in actual combat, the Near East War is a good opportunity.

After the war broke out, the Principality of Montenegro relied on Austrian logistic supplies. For the sake of resupply, the Austrian weaponry has been completely replaced, and it has now become an experimental field for Austrian weapons.

The Austrian military has also sent weapons observers to collect actual combat parameters of various weapons as an important reference factor for the future replacement of troops.

Holman-Stellen said seriously: "Well then, Mr. Hordas. You arrange as soon as possible, this time I will personally lead the team to collect information on the battlefield."

"No! The battlefield is too dangerous. You are the best weapon design expert in Austria and you cannot take risks." Hordas said excitedly.

Holman-Stellen smiled and said, "Don't worry, the Montenegrins will protect us. If you are not assured, you can also apply for military escort.

The danger is only relative. If God wants to take me away, an accident will happen even if I leave the country. "

...

The new rifle of Schönbrunn Palace and Hordas Arsenal has appeared on the shooting range, and Franz is skilled in loading and firing.

Perhaps because of his talent, his shooting skills are really ashamed to see people. Fixed shooting within 100 meters, God can bless you if you can't miss the target.

Franz has always believed that this is a poor performance of the rifle, and the recoil is too strong, causing the bullet to miss the target. The evidence is that the bullet kill rate calculated after each war is thousands of rounds and tens of thousands of bullets to kill an enemy.

"Bang, bang, bang ..."

After the gunfire was over, Franz's face turned green suddenly, and he hit the target next door. This ability to miss the target is no longer.

A flutter sounded, and the little ones laughed gloatingly. Franz glared at him and found the culprit.

"Is it so funny, isn't it that the bullet is off target, is there anything strange?"

Franz's prestige has been for a long time, and the three younger brothers and two cousins ​​have resisted, looking at that expression.

Suppressed the ridicule of a few little guys, Franz said with a smile: "Come and try it, pay attention to keeping distance."

None of these rifles have been played. If used as a rifle, look at Franz's performance just now, and the bullet can be offset by more than ten meters.

"Bang, bang, bang ..."

A series of gunshots sounded, and he glanced at the target from a distance. Franz rubbed his eyes incredibly. Are they all gods?

Facts have proved that he thinks too much, everyone's hit rate is not stubborn, and being able to leave the bullet on the target is regarded as a master.

"Cousin Franz, you are still the last!" Exclaimed Princess Sissi.

Franz glared at him in the past, and he decided to go back and increase her etiquette time, which was too unruly.

Is it necessary to say something so obvious? You know, the youngest is only ten years old. Where does Franz lose face?

"Elizabeth, pay attention to your image!" Reminded her sister, Princess Helen.

"What happened?" The voice of Queen Sophie came from afar

Seeing Franz's ugly face, no one answered the question. Looking at the crowd's expression of wanting to laugh and squint, she glanced at the target on the field, and Queen Sophie fluttered a smile.

Laughing and pointing at Franz, he said, "It's a good progress, Franz, you finally broke the record of the fifth ring."

At this time, many people found that Franz had a bullet hole in his target. I don't know who just shot the bullet and accidentally hit it.

The laughter of the crowd could no longer hold back. Franz reluctantly said, "Almost all right, continue with live-fire training."

Grandpa Carl patted Franz on the shoulder with a smile and said, "Look, I told you to go hunting with me. You don't go by yourself, now you know that shame?

Don't be discouraged, just go out and hunt a few more times with me, and your marksmanship will catch up with them. "

Franz nodded cooperatively, as if to say: his bad marksmanship is too much homework, usually lack of practice, as long as you work hard, you can catch up.

Hunting is impossible. Franz knew what he knew, and it was unknown whether an elephant could be concentrated there, a hundred meters away from his marksmanship.

He was too lazy to shoot a pheasant or a prey within a rabbit, wasting bullets. Franz understands why many folks have shot a lot of shotguns.

"Father, why didn't you go hunting today?" Franz asked in confusion.

"Looking at how busy you are, he wants to guide you in the marksmanship." Queen Sophie said first

"Yes, your marksmanship is so bad, it's just losing the face of the nobleman. I'm here to teach you how to use the gun." Archbishop Carl said aggrieved.

Franz probably guessed the reason, and said decisively, "Well, that's great. Just teach them, I have to take a step in advance."

After that, Franz turned and left. As if something really happened, I rushed to deal with it.

This is an excuse for injustice. The Vienna court has rules, and no one can interfere with the emperor's handling of official duties.

Even if it was Empress Sophie, knowing that Franz was delaying time, she could do nothing. Under normal circumstances, the order of the European aristocratic engagement parents is enough, Franz is obviously abnormal.

Facing a son who was too opinionated, she felt pressured.

Franz is under more pressure. How should the royal family be able to handle itself after the engagement war broke out at this time?

...

St. Petersburg

Inside the Coors Manor, the coldness of the room was still cold in August this summer.

"You guys, you can't go on like this. The frontline expeditionary forces have been reloading Austrian weapons on a large scale. It will not be long before the entire Russian Army will be equipped with Austrian weapons.

What shall we do then to close the arsenal? Or to compete for a small private market and sell shotguns? An old man said indignantly

The moderator of the meeting, Couls, persuaded, "Mr. Ivanov, calm down. Things are not so bad that the government cannot watch us all die.

Now is the time of war, everything must serve the war. The logistics of our frontline troops are supplied by Austrians, and it is impossible to kick them out.

After the war, it is our time. The government does not want to see the Austrians control our military production, and our market will return in time. "

Everyone came for the benefit. The military and the government were very dissatisfied with the low-quality weapons they produced, and the Expeditionary Forces only replaced Austrian weapons on a large scale.

Silly, big, and rough are the consistent characteristics of the Russian military. If only this point is shortcomings, the military will endure it. The problem is that these weapons and equipment are often jammed, or they have to be bombed.

If there is no choice, or if everyone has the same weapon, then forget it. The problem is that Anglo-French Austria has now surpassed them, and even the Ottomans on the opposite side have begun to change into new weapons.

In order to win the war and increase the chance of life-saving on the battlefield. Frontline officers strongly demanded a change of dress. They could not suppress the interest groups in the government and could only buy Austrian equipment for the expeditionary army to change clothes.

The young man complained: "Mr. Coors, even if the market is back, I will face competition from the Austrians. Will the military use our junk when we are used to Austrian weapons?

Sorry, I'm too straightforward to speak. Compared with European counterparts, the weapons and equipment we produce are indeed behind by an era.

Doesn't everyone want to change? The government can't tolerate it all the time, so we will be eliminated sooner or later. "

Coorshaha smiled, and then explained, "You are still too young, Peter, did Peter not tell you?

On the surface, we have joined forces to monopolize the supply of domestic weapons and equipment, which is definitely rich oil.

In fact, we don't make much money. How much does the Army pay for changing weapons and equipment every year? For less than ten million rubles, the money will be divided by almost half, and the rest will be used to buy equipment.

The research and development of weapons is full of uncertainty. More than 90% of weapons and equipment come out and have no actual combat value. More than 95% of weapons are unprofitable.

In this case, if we cannot squeeze the maximum profit of each weapon to the maximum, how can everyone's interests be protected?

The time for everyone to get rich was during the war. Unfortunately, the largest peach in the Russian-Turkish war was picked by the Austrians. "

Peter dejected, his head down, not talking. The arms market is limited and there are too many people sharing the cake.

In addition, it is a monopoly operation, and the development of new weapons will not bring them greater profits. Naturally, everyone is not active.

A middle-aged man Shen Sheng said: "Since we can't stop the dress change, just join in.

Send someone to buy the production line from the Austrians, and we make it ourselves. The Expeditionary Force needs them to provide logistics, and we can't compete for that market.

But we must occupy the rest of the domestic market. After the war, the domestic arms market remains ours. "

Ivanov, who was angry earlier, said: "This is also a method. According to past experience, this short time will not end. We can join in and make up for the loss."

Peter Jr. was more cautious this time and asked indefinitely: "Will the Austrians sell me, you know that now is a good time for them to make money?"

Coors replied affirmatively: "Yes, these production lines are not only produced in Austria. If they are not sold, we can also find other people to buy them, but they need to be modified.

It can be produced even in our country, but it is not easy to use. In order to save costs, everyone is used to importing from abroad. "

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