Chapter 222： Military Procurement Program

On Sunday, May 7, the Ministry of War, which had been busy since the beginning of the year, had a rare day off.

As the logistics director, Major General Niel can finally go to the Paris Opera with his wife comfortably and enjoy a short vacation.

Just as Major General Niel took off his military uniform and put on his civilian clothes to set off for the opera house with his wife, there was a knock on the door.

"Honey, open the door!" Major General Niel in the bedroom shouted at the lady in the living room.

"Okay!" Madam responded quickly and went to open the door.

Not long after, the bedroom door opened and the lady appeared in front of Major General Niel.

"What's the matter?" Major General Niel, who was holding the buttons on his suit tightly, asked.

"The President's envoy is standing outside the door!" Madame replied to Niel.

"What! Special envoy of the President!" Seeing this, Niel quickly buttoned the last button and ran to the living room.

A soldier in a green dragoon uniform held an invitation in both hands and said to Major General Nier: "Major Nier, this is what the president asked me to give you! Please serve!"

"Thank you very much!" Niel quickly accepted the invitation and thanked the dragoons.

"If there's nothing else, then I'll leave! I wish you and your wife a perfect vacation!"

Having said that, the dragoon in charge of sending the invitations turned around and left.

After Niel watched the dragoons leave, he opened the invitation.

The content of the invitation is that the President hopes that he can come to the Bois de Boulogne tomorrow, and that he will send a carriage back to pick up Major General Nibier in person. In addition, the invitation also states that the President has a "little gift" for the army. .

"What's the matter?" Madam came to Major General Nier's side and asked him curiously.

"No... nothing!" Major General Niel put away the invitation and said to Jerome Bonaparte with a smile.

"Let's go then!" said the lady, who was unwilling to interfere with her husband's work, holding Niel's arm.

Niel and his wife had an unforgettable Sunday.

At half past nine the next morning, a carriage pulled up outside Niel's apartment.

"The carriage is here!" The lady in the mansion saw the carriage outside the mansion through the glass window of the living room, and pointed to the carriage and said to Nenier in the bedroom.

"I know!" Major General Niel's voice came from the bedroom.

About half a minute later, Major General Niel, who had changed into a sky blue military uniform, appeared in the living room from the bedroom. He kissed his wife affectionately and said, "I'm going!"

Madam also nodded in order to look at Nibi affectionately.

After leaving the mansion, Major General Niel got into the carriage prepared for him by Jerome Bonaparte.

The carriage carried Nier all the way to the southwest, and continued to move forward after passing the Arc de Triomphe. After driving for about half an hour, the carriage came to the periphery of the Boulogne Forest and stopped at the periphery of the Boulogne Forest. down.

Just as Major General Niel was about to ask why the carriage stopped, the coachman's voice came from outside the carriage: "Major General Nière, here we are!"

Niel hurriedly opened the car door and looked forward. All he could see was a log cabin and a few carriages. The log cabin was surrounded by a team of soldiers who were responsible for guarding the cabin.

"Where is the president?" Major General Niel asked.

The coachman pointed to the wooden house not far away and responded to Major General Niel: "The president stays there!"

Major General Niel hurriedly got out of the car and walked to the hut by himself. Because Niel set off very late, and the distance from his camp to the Bois de Boulogne was so far, that Niel left at 9:30 at 10:00. Arrived in a moment.

At this time it was the hottest time of the day. The sun near noon shone on the earth. Even if I was on the edge of the tree where the leaves came from the depths of the Bois de Boulogne from time to time, it was still very hot. .

Fortunately, Major General Niel didn't suffer from the sun for a long time, and he quickly arrived at the wooden house.

After accepting the salute of the soldiers who defended the cabin, Niel gently pushed open the door of the cabin. He saw many colleagues in the War Department, including Minister of War Reigno, Secretary of State Saint Arnault, and Major General Lendl (the last time he was promoted to Major General) and some colleagues from other divisions.

"Niel, you're here!" Saint Arnault, the secretary of state in the wooden house, hurriedly greeted Niel after seeing Niel.

"Mr. St. Arnault!" Niel respectfully said to St. Arno, then turned his attention to the Minister of War Reno: "Your Excellency Minister!"

"Yeah!" Minister Reynold nodded to Niel, stretched out his hand and invited Niel, "Sit down!"

Niel hurriedly sat down and waited for the arrival of Jerome Bonaparte.

It didn't take long for Niel and the others to wait when Jerome Bonaparte appeared.

At the same time, a person who was unknown to all the war department officers and officers present followed behind Jerome Bonaparte.

[Although Migne was temporarily serving in the Ministry of War, he did not go to the Ministry of War during this time. The rank of major also had Jerome Bonaparte helping him declare, and General Reigno approved it. 】

"I hope I didn't come too late!" Jerome Bonaparte smiled apologetically, he sat on the main seat unceremoniously and pointed at Major Miguel in the posture of a golden sword. : "Today's protagonist is not me, and he..."

Almost at the same time, all the brigadier generals and generals set their eyes on Miguel, who was always calm and could not help swallowing, and couldn't help but complain about Jerome Bonaparte's handling.

At the moment, the eyes of all the officers were focused on him, and it was difficult for him not to speak, so Major Miguel could only bite the bullet and introduce himself to everyone present: "Hello, sirs, I am Mi from the logistics department of the Ministry of War. Nirvana, the rank of major..."

"Logistics department?" Niel looked up and down at Miguel, and he didn't seem to have this person in his mind.

"Niel doesn't have to stare at Major Miguel anymore, he hasn't really reported to the Ministry of War!" Jerome Bonaparte said to Niel.

"It was me who was abrupt!" Niel showed an apologetic smile.

"Major Mignet, go ahead!" Jerome Bonaparte encouraged Mignet to continue speaking.

With the encouragement of Jerome Bonaparte, Major Mignet explained the principles of Mignet and the data of Mignet one by one.

At the same time, under the order of Jerome Bonaparte, copies of printed documents were placed in front of each officer, and the documents were also filled with various data.

After listening to Major Miguel's explanation, the generals of the War Department read the information on the Mignet gun in their hands one after another.

The General of the War Department, who combined the explanation and the data, showed an excited expression.

If the Mignet data is accurate, this will be a firearms revolution across the ages.

Not to mention Niel, who manages the logistics and procurement of the army, even the Minister of War, Reno, also asked with a serious expression: "Major Migne, can you guarantee that the data you said is true and accurate?"

"I can guarantee it!" Major Mignet responded firmly.

The Mignet gun that has been tested many times can fully reach the level of data.

"Since that's the case..." Regnio turned his attention to Niel, who was in charge of logistics procurement.

For General Reno, as long as the data of the Migne gun can reach 80% of the level, then they can completely abandon the existing equipment of the 1842 rifled gun.

Niel, who understood it, hurriedly said: "If this is the case, we are willing to purchase it!"

"Don't worry! Mr. Major General, why don't we realize it ourselves! There is no shortage of prey in the Bois de Boulogne!" In order to completely dispel the army's concerns, Jerome Bonaparte proposed to try it out.

"Your Excellency, have you made your finished product?" Niel asked Jérôme Bonaparte excitedly.

As an army, he no doubt wished his troops could be equipped with better guns.

"That's right!" Jerome Bonaparte clapped his hands, and Wallevsky and Mocar entered the door with 12 prototype Mignets on their backs.

After handing out each rifle, Jerome Bonaparte went to the Bois de Boulogne with members of the War Department.

In the shaded forest, a gray hare appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Jerome Bonaparte hurriedly took out a paper-rolled Mignet bullet from the backpack that contained the Mignet bullet, broke it with force to separate the gunpowder from the cylinder-headed projectile, poured the gunpowder into the muzzle, and then Put the cylindrical-headed Minet shell, and finally use a clear strip to fit the Minet shell to the inside of the gunpowder Install the mercury, and pull the trigger.

The whole set of actions is faster than ordinary muskets. Considering that Jerome Bonaparte did not try to use it, a skilled soldier can save more time.

At this time, the gray hare was also watching Jerome Bonaparte. In the hare's eyes like rubies, a group of humans were looking at those same iron rods, and one of them was aiming the iron rod at it.

The hare didn't know what the iron rod was, but the instinct tempered for thousands of years told him that once it was hit by the iron rod, the only thing waiting for him was death. The instinct of the beast urged him to run away from the muzzle.

But it was all too late, only to hear a "bang", white smoke came out of the muzzle of Miguel's gun, and the gunpowder pushed the Mignet to fly out of the muzzle.

The Mignet bullet that went beyond the speed of sound hit the hare with lightning speed. The hare let out a scream and fell to the ground, blood flowing down the hare's head.

"Hey! Hit!" Niel couldn't help but sighed with emotion.

Reigno also showed a surprised expression. He also did not expect that the rifle in the president's hand could still keep his head pointed at such a long distance.

If equipped in the army, soldiers can shoot at long distances.

In this way, their casualties can be further reduced.

"You guys try it too!" Jerome Bonaparte, who was satisfied with his record, encouraged them to also shoot with live ammunition. Only by letting them really feel the power of the Mignet gun would they be convinced.