Chapter 457 Duckbill Dart
Charles took the paper and pen, and while drawing, he said to Dominic, "Perhaps we can design the muzzle like this, with the openings on both sides shaped like a duckbill."
Dominic stared at the picture Charles drew in a daze: "I have never seen such a strange muzzle. What can it be used for?"
Ciel put down his pen and raised an eyebrow.
Dominic suddenly figured it out: "It won't change the way it spreads, right?"
"That's right," Ciel replied. "The openings on the sides will allow the pellets to spread more horizontally rather than three-dimensionally."
As he spoke, Charles raised his shotgun and pointed it at a row of neatly arranged chairs in the conference room:
"Think about it, Dominic."
"We are more often faced with a row of people standing in front of us on the battlefield."
"After firing, the projectiles flying upwards and downwards are ineffective. They either fly into the sky or hit the ground."
"Only projectiles fired horizontally can effectively kill targets."
Dominic exclaimed: "The openings on both sides can make the projectile not be a cotton ball when it is shot out, but... a fan."
"That's a good analogy." Ciel praised, "It's like a fan. It obviously improves the chance of hitting the target because the bullet is focused on the target."
Dominic sighed: "Just a small change can make a big difference. All we have to do is cut the muzzle..."
"No." Charles interrupted Dominic: "I would rather it be an accessory, like a bayonet, which can be installed or not."
Dominic nodded repeatedly: "Sometimes we still need cotton balls instead of fans."
"Yes. Like when shooting at windows or doorways in alley battles."
What was needed at that time was indiscriminate killing of the interior rather than a certain plane.
(The picture above shows a shotgun with a duckbill, which appeared during the Vietnam War)
"But what about the range?" Dominic looked at Charles expectantly. He couldn't wait to know how to improve the range.
"It's simple." Ciel picked up a shotgun shell and waved it in front of Dominic. "The reason why its range is only 40 meters is because it fires pellets."
Dominic nodded.
After the projectile is fired, it will continue to roll in the air, consuming a lot of kinetic energy during the rolling process. In addition, the area where the force is applied is also a problem.
"We can't change this." Dominic frowned, "Unless we can make it spin like a bullet, only then will it be able to fly stably in the air."
This is why rifle barrels are rifled, and it is also the difference between rifles and smoothbore guns.
But Charles shook his head. He put down his gun and picked up his pencil again. As he drew, he said, "Bullets are not the only thing that can fly steadily. Dominic, open your eyes and use your imagination, and then you will find that there is also... this!"
As he spoke, Charles pushed the drawn dart in front of Dominic.
(The picture above shows the dart bullets of the shotgun, which were also modified during the Vietnam War. It can increase the range to about 300 meters)
(The above picture shows the dispersion of shotgun pellets after the duckbill is installed. It can be seen intuitively that there is almost no vertical dispersion, and most of it is horizontal dispersion)
Dominic's eyes widened instantly, and he was stunned for a while before he screamed: "Darts, change the projectiles into small darts! You are a genius, General. It's unbelievable, I mean, this is really a great idea, it's so simple, but no one has thought of it except you! No one can think of it!"
"Can you do that?" Charles asked, but that was nonsense.
"Yes, of course." Dominic nodded repeatedly.
"Same thing, two hundred next month," said Charles, "including the bullets."
Dominic did not hesitate and agreed immediately: "No problem, General, I promise."
These modifications are so simple and there is no technical threshold.
All you have to do is buy an original shotgun from FN, modify it slightly, and then produce the dart shells yourself to meet the requirements.
Even so, the role it can play is unimaginable, and the range may be several times the original.
Dominic was very excited at the thought of this, and he couldn't wait to produce this shotgun.
…
Steed Manor, 16th arrondissement of Paris.
This is the season when grapes are ripe, and the grapes at the end of July are just right. In previous years, Steed would personally direct the servants to pick the grapes in the manor and make them into red wine.
Every process must be guaranteed to be satisfactory and closely monitored.
Steed didn't believe in anything foreign.
This is not only a quality issue, but also an additional guarantee for Steed's personal safety.
But this time, Steed had no intention of brewing wine. He left the servants busy outside while he walked around the study anxiously on crutches, looking at the phone from time to time.
"Ding-ling-ling..."
As soon as the phone rang, Steed rushed over like a fly.
When he picked up the phone he was disappointed; it wasn't Dominic calling.
"Yes, Mr. Commissioner."
"Add two thousand more light machine guns, 'Saint-Etienne 2'!"
"Guaranteed on-time delivery!"
…
After hanging up the phone, Steed sighed softly. Compared to business, he would rather know a little about Charles's opinion.
What's going on with this Dominic guy? There's no news about him for two days, it's like he's missing.
I told him a long time ago that he should take a plane, but he insisted on taking the train!
Suddenly, there was a burst of hurried footsteps outside the door, and Dominic pushed the door open, holding a gun box in his hand, and said to Steed with sweat on his forehead: "Father, I'm back. I brought Charles' new design, you will be surprised!"
Steed looked at Dominic in disbelief.
This bastard, he knew that I was anxious to know Charles' intentions, but he didn't even call me!
Even if the phone call doesn't go through, it's not difficult to send a telegram!
How could Steed have imagined that after Dominic finished talking with Charles, his mind was full of a series of magical improvements to the shotgun, and he had long forgotten about the telephone and telegraph.
Just as Steed was about to speak, Dominic was more anxious than Steed. He skillfully put the gun box on the desk and opened it.
Inside were two shotguns.
Dominic was excited:
"Char, let us modify it by combining the advantages of both guns."
"This is even more incredible."
He unfolded the picture he had drawn on the train, leaned over to Steed and said:
"The design Ciel gave me is just a simple modification to increase its power and range."
"I'm not sure if it will be successful yet. We need to produce it and test it before we know."
"But Ciel is always right, and this time will be no exception."
Steed looked at the sketch and suddenly felt relieved. Then he took a deep breath, and there was joy in his eyes:
"Yes, Ciel is always right."
(End of this chapter)
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