No matter who you are, when you come to a strange place, you will respect each other's customs and habits.
Among the famous gun-making villages, the biggest custom is to test guns.
When he first saw it, Qin Jun was very surprised.
He saw extraordinary things outside, but later he became accustomed to it because he did even crazier things.
He made two sniper rifles worth five million each.
He changes his shooting skills every day and keeps shooting. Do you think his marksmanship is good?
Qin Jun looked distressed when he thought of the sniper rifle with a market price of five million.
No one bought it after it was made! He also didn't expect that those mercenaries were actually poor people!
While Qin Jun was distracted, he felt his hands loosen and the gun was still snatched away.
Qin Feng was indeed a professional. He took the gun in his hand, immediately pointed the barrel to the sky, then pressed the barrel and immediately pulled the trigger.
"At a closer distance, the ballistic trajectory is relatively stable, the bullet does not deflect much, and the roll at close range should not be severe."
Looking at Qin Feng with a fanatical look on his face, Qin Jun could only listen.
He knew that Qin Feng was right. The turtle dove just now was not far from the broken glass.
"The maximum deflection is fifteen degrees. Within a distance of fifteen meters, this deflection is not bad. After all, you hand-made the barrel yourself!"
Qin Feng is still very satisfied with the gun in his hand.
He didn't rush to find the target, so he loaded the gun again, then pressed the barrel, increased the pressure, and pulled the trigger.
With a pop, of course nothing was hit.
Then he started reloading again, this time at a farther distance, about twenty meters away from the west wall.
Slowly aim at a piece of glass on the wall, and then pull the trigger.
With a bang, a piece of glass next to him shattered.
Qin Feng quickly loaded the bullet and then fired under pressure, but this time his barrel was slightly offset.
There was a crisp sound, and the glass he had aimed at shattered.
"It hit, at a distance of twenty meters, the bullet rolled slightly, and it was still within the controllable range."
Turning around, Qin Feng stretched out his hand: "Let me test the bullet for you a few more times. Anyway, you will definitely not be able to hit the target now."
"Second brother, you also know that this is what I use for hunting, and I also need to test the feel!" Qin Jun said helplessly.
Qin Feng smiled and said: "Since the gun is ready, you don't need to prepare more bullets? Hurry up and make the bullets!"
Saying that, Qin Feng immediately started to grab it because he had already been eyeing the bullet.
After successfully taking out a dozen bullets from Qin Jun's pocket, Qin Feng sighed.
"That's it, it's not enough! Hurry up and make more."
Qin Jun was helpless, where was his originally stable second brother?
Where has his second brother, who originally had the wonderful qualities of Kong Rong Rangli, gone?
"Hurry up and make more. By the way, I think your craftsmanship is pretty good. Why don't you make it an automatic ammunition supply? Use your brain more!"
Qin Jun turned around and left angrily. This second brother had definitely been replaced.
After Qin Jun left, Qin Feng let out a burst of proud laughter.
And when he walked out of the house and began to test the gun's range and deflection, he became even more proud.
At this time, some people who had breakfast in the morning and were preparing to go out to work naturally saw a long gun held by Qin Feng.
The main reason is that this spear is so dazzling because no one has ever seen it before.
Although there are not many people in the village who have served as soldiers, as long as they are young and strong, they are almost all militiamen.
They originally had to undergo at least two months of training every year, and they also had to patrol and stand guard during the food harvest times throughout the year.
Therefore, not many men in the village know how to use guns, and they have all seen the various firearms collected by the commune's armed department.
However, none of them had ever seen this kind of gun in Qin Feng's hand.
Compared with the 38-inch cap, medium-sized and old-style slides, etc., this gun is really beautiful.
Even if he is five or sixty-five years old in front of it, he can only be regarded as an ugly duckling!
"Fuck, what kind of gun is this?"
"Qin Feng, did you buy the gun? Borrowed it, right?"
"Try it for me!"
"I saw it first, let me try it!"
"Stop, don't grab it. This gun is very valuable at first glance. If it's broken, you won't be able to afford it if you sell it."
"Qin Feng, is this a new gun? Why does it look weird?"
"Yeah! I've never seen it before!"
"I've been to the county town, and there are no such guns in department stores!"
"Hey, I've been to the provincial capital! I haven't seen any department stores selling such guns in the provincial capital!"
"Show me, I look a little weird!"
"It's a little strange. Why does it feel like you did it yourself?"
"Don't talk nonsense, who can make such a gun?"
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No matter what others say, Qin Feng remains silent.
Naturally, he couldn't let others take the gun away.
If you just look at it, he won't refuse it. As for touching it, forget it.
As for himself, he fumbled with the gun assembled from all steel parts, and it felt comfortable no matter what.
Guns need this kind of rough beauty.
After all, it is a killing thing, so why should it be so fancy?
Therefore, in the eyes of Qin Jun, this simple sniper-type air rifle, which is unattractive in any field, appears to Qin Feng to be mighty, domineering, and extremely handsome!
"Qin Feng, why are you so stunned? Can we really steal your gun?"
"Yes, where did this gun come from? How much does it cost to buy one?"
"It must be very expensive. I've never seen this gun before. Hey, the materials are real. It's all made of steel!"
"Let me take a look. I have never seen such a gun before. How much does it cost now?"
"The new one seems to be several hundred, right?"
"Don't ask me, I can't afford it anyway!"
At this time, Qin Feng said: "I don't know how much it costs, so don't block the road. Now I'm going to try the gun. It's not that I'm stingy about not letting you try it, but I don't have many bullets!"
Upon hearing this, Qin Jun turned around and returned to the workroom.
Apart from the air leaking everywhere, there really are no other shortcomings in this workroom. After all, there isn't even a seat.
Locate the previously cast bullets, these will need to be polished.
After finding a few files and bullets, Qin Jun wanted to go back to his room.
There is no charcoal in the stove, and it has already been turned off. It would be warmer to go back to the bedroom.
As soon as he came out, Qin Jun saw his mother walking into the yard with her two sisters, talking happily.
Looking at the baskets they were carrying, each contained half a frame of coal.
It seems that they have gained quite a lot, especially since I still have a ball of artillery wire in my hands.
This thing is iron wire, wrapped with insulating paint on the outside. It is a line laid out by workers in the coal mine underground.
After helping my mother and two sisters pour all the coal into the corner, Qin Jun picked up the artillery line.
This thing came a little late because he already had money.
"What are you looking at? I said Xiaojun, is there something you need to tell your sister?"
Qin Jun looked up and saw the bright face of the eldest sister.
The girls who are now eighteen or nineteen years old all have bright eyes, rosy skin and strong figures.
It’s the age when I love beauty the most, and I always try to dress myself up.
But due to the scarcity of supplies, the most they could get was a red-headed rope.
Such a girl can work barefoot without makeup or beauty.
If you want to compliment me on something, it seems that you are tall.
From head to toe, everything is perfect, as cute as a poplar tree.
This is an age of innocence, and you can see simplicity even on people's faces.
The eldest sister and the second sister are standard rural girls. They are not ugly and can even be said to be Xiaojiabiyu. This is especially rare in rural areas.
Both sisters have good names. The eldest sister is named Qin Yingchun, which was given by his grandmother.
The men in their Qin family, starting from Qin Jun's generation, all have two-character boys' names. This was also grandma's decision.
As for why the older generation had a three-character name, it was because his grandmother was not a householder at that time.
I heard that during the Song Dynasty, two-letter names indicated nobility, and only nobles would take two-letter names.
I don’t know who heard this, but Qin Jun’s grandma thought so.
Therefore, the children from now on will all have two words.
The previous one was originally three characters, but it was also changed!
Of course, girls are special, so the eldest sister is called Qin Yingchun, and the second sister is called Qin Fengchun.
They have to thank grandma, otherwise they must be called Dahua, Erhua, Xiaoni, Erni, etc.
It has been almost a month since Qin Jun came back, and Qin Jun rarely sees his two sisters.
It was today that he took a closer look at his sister's face under the sun.
