Qin Xiao was originally working in a factory that manufactured AK74s, and the first gun had already come out. This was not a traditional AK74, but an improved AK74 with an effective range of up to 1,000 meters.
A group of people were conducting an experiment. The target was placed 1,000 meters away. Qin Xiao fired a shot and hit the bull's eye. Then everyone rushed out to see the damage.
Seeing the hole in the bull's eye and the crater made by the bullet on the tree about fifty meters behind, everyone fell silent, but at the same time, they were all not excited at all.
"Why don't we try moving the target back a hundred meters?" someone suggested.
That is to say, place the target 1100 meters away.
No one objected, and Qin Xiao was also looking forward to it. He waited until the target was moved back another 100 meters and tested it again. This time it was still the same as the 1000-meter bull's eye, except that the destructive power was slightly reduced by about 10%.
In other words, if the range is 1,100 meters, there is a 90% chance of killing or injuring people.
"The effective range should be extended a bit, let's try 1,200 meters." Qin Xiao held the gun, the corners of his lips could no longer be controlled, and they curled up uncontrollably. The admiration he felt for his wife in his heart was like a surging river.
Everyone was in an unspeakable silence, and in that silence was a feeling of ecstasy that could erupt at any moment.
In subsequent tests, the maximum effective range of 1,200 meters was determined. If it were 1,300 meters, it would be a bit of a challenge, but 1,000 meters is a very suitable effective range.
"Everyone of you try it!" Qin Xiao handed over the gun.
Just then, the factory manager arrived with a basket of guns. "These are twenty guns that just came off the production line. You can try them out and give us your feedback."
Everyone: ...
What kind of suggestions are you giving? It's such a good gun, and you still need to give suggestions?
Everyone grabbed a gun and started shooting. They were all from the army, so who didn't love guns? They had just watched Qin Xiao test the gun, and they were itching to try it out. Now that they saw so many guns, they quickly grabbed one each.
Yu Qingchuan rushed over after hearing the news. He heard that the arsenal had laid a new production line in recent days and was producing a newly developed automatic rifle. It just so happened that he had something to do here today, so he decided to take a look around.
The Yu family is also an important family in the compound. Yu Qingchuan has been following Qin Xiao as a younger brother since he was a child. When Qin Xiao joined the army, he followed him in despite his family's opposition.
Seeing Qin Xiao, he first excitedly stepped forward and called him brother. Qin Xiao threw the gun to him, his brows filled with uncontrollable joy and pride, "Try it!"
Each person had a target, and after a test shoot, everyone was very excited.
Yu Qingchuan fired several shots in succession. "The recoil is not strong, and the aiming accuracy is higher. Damn, how far away is the target? It must be over a thousand meters, right?"
Song Jincheng was the one Qin Xiao had called over specifically to test the gun. He came over with the gun in his hand and said, "Xiao, this gun is awesome! It's several times better than that so-called 600-meter effective range, and the recoil isn't that great either. Continuous firing is no problem at all."
Han Wenzhou followed behind. Although he was from the eldest branch of the Han family, his parents had died and he had no one to take care of him. He was a marginalized person in the Han family and basically never returned to the Han family after joining the army.
It can be said that the Han family received all the benefits gained in exchange for his parents' sacrifice, but not a single cent of it fell into his hands. Han Wenzhou was well aware of this.
Therefore, when he was a child in the compound, Han Wensheng and Qin Xiao were competing with each other, but he did not participate. Instead, he often played with Qin Xiao and the others.
When Qin Xiao came back and saw Song Jincheng and others gathering around him, he followed them without fear of being disliked. The main reason was that he wanted to be selected into the special operations brigade.
"This gun is really good, but I don't know if I can get it now?" Han Wenzhou said.
Factory Director Zhou Daguo was standing nearby. Upon hearing this, he chuckled and said, "Captain Han, you've hit the nail on the head. We now have three fully automated production lines. Each line has an annual capacity of 200,000 units. With all three, that's a total of 600,000 units. That's about one unit every half a minute."
All the annual production capacities given by Jixia are calculated based on 240 days a year, not 365 days.
What Zhou Daguo did not say was that if they continued to produce without a break for a year, the annual output could actually reach 800,000 units.
Zhou Daguo actually didn't know this, Ji Xia didn't say it. In fact, even if Ji Xia had said it, Zhou Daguo also knew the nature of many people nowadays. If you say you can produce 1,600 guns a day, then there will definitely be someone who asks you to make it an integer. 2,000 is the norm, and 3,000 is possible.
Although it will take some time to replace the rifles of all the soldiers, it is entirely possible to let the soldiers on the battlefield of Shangyue Kingdom replace the rifles with AK74 automatic rifles first.
"You said the annual production capacity is 600,000 units?" Han Wenzhou was quite surprised. He said angrily, "Don't try to fool us. Don't try to fool us by saying that one acre of land can produce 10,000 kilograms of millet. We are not outsiders."
"Hey!" Zhou Daguo laughed. "Captain Han, why would I try to fool you? If I make such a boast and then can't deliver the goods when the time comes, how will I report to you? How about you guys go and take a look?"
Qin Xiao and several others each brought a few soldiers over. At this moment, a group of about twenty people entered the workshop and saw the bright and spacious factory building. In fact, the factory building was still the same factory building, but Qin Xiao transferred two people from Bing County to provide guidance. The ground was uniformly painted with red, yellow and green paint, and the ground was reflective, appearing particularly clean.
The design and production of the production line are related to the process flow of the product. These three production lines were obtained from the United States. They used to produce other automatic rifles. The production lines are almost 80% new. After the renovation in the summer of 1990, the process has become clearer and simpler.
The layout of the entire workshop gives people a refreshing and particularly high-end feeling.
The factory workers are working hard. The production line is almost fully automated, and the workers are transporting parts back and forth in an orderly manner.
Seeing the guns flowing out of the production line one by one, someone calculated the time. Sure enough, one line produced one gun every 60 minutes. With three production lines producing at the same time, it took about 20 seconds to produce one gun.
"Wow, who built this production line and these guns? He's such a genius!" Yu Qingchuan was also amazed.
As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that everyone's eyes were looking at Qin Xiao. Qin Xiao put his hands behind his back and looked proudly at the guns at the end of the production line, which were shining with cold metal. Even before they were held in the hands of the soldiers, they seemed to carry murderous auras. He said coldly, "It's not me, it's my wife!"
No one here is an outsider, and they are all people Qin Xiao can control. He doesn't want to bury his wife's contribution, so he proudly brought her out.
Just at this moment, someone came to the office and said that there was a call for him and asked him to answer it quickly.
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