Chapter 1022 The Road Is Blocked at Maxim (Third Update, Please Subscribe)
"Throw aside your chemistry and electricity, and if you want to get rich invent a weapon that will make it easier for Europeans to kill each other."
Sometimes a casual remark from others can change a person's destiny.
When he arrived in England at the beginning of last year, his friend's words gave Maxim great inspiration, so he began to study efficient killing weapons.
What kind of highly effective killing weapon?
Of course it’s a machine gun.
What are the most popular weapons on the machine gun market?
Of course, it is the Type 5 three-barreled Gatling machine gun and its derivatives. This three-barreled machine gun weighs only 87 kilograms. With its excellent performance, it has been deeply welcomed by the armies of various countries as soon as it came out.
However, the structure of this machine gun is relatively complex, and the electric motor needs to be driven by a lead-acid battery. When the battery is out of power, it becomes scrap metal.
For this reason, the military of various countries has always preferred to use this type of machine gun in fortresses and warships.
So Maxim used this as a breakthrough and began to study a machine gun - a machine gun that did not require an electric motor to drive it.
In the past year, Maxim has been immersed in it. Of course, his invention is not "out of nothing". When designing the machine gun, he directly improved the automatic mechanism designed by the American Gadlo and created a new type of automatic machine gun - a free-bolt automatic mechanism, and an automatic system that uses gunpowder gas energy for automatic circulation.
That evening, the sunset outside the workshop window faded, and the setting sun shone on the desk in the workshop. Maxim was drawing new blueprints there. In the past year, he had designed an automatic gun that used the energy of gunpowder gas to achieve automatic circulation. The new mechanism was used in the Winchester rifle, and its success also attracted the attention of various countries.
But what was Maxim’s ultimate goal?
It's a machine gun!
A new machine gun that can replace the Type 5 Gatling gun.
"...In this way, automatic shooting should be possible."
Just as Maxim was drawing the blueprint and imagining its operation in his mind, the door of the workshop was pushed open, and the person who walked in was none other than Hyde, who had suggested that he develop a killing weapon.
"Hiram, Hiram..."
As soon as he saw Hyde, Maxim said excitedly.
"Look, Mr. Hyde, this is the structure I just thought of. It will definitely work..."
Before Maxim could finish, Hyde spoke.
“Too late!”
Hyde said a little excitedly.
"What? It's late?"
"Your machine gun is late!"
Hyde raised the newspaper in his hand.
"Look at today's newspaper! The Ming Empire has introduced a new type of machine gun. They used this machine gun in Sudan and killed tens of thousands of indigenous people!"
The news brought by his friend made Maxim stunned and shocked.
"What? What did you say? Sudan? Isn't that a British colony? How did they get there?"
What surprised him was certainly not the lives of the natives, but the news about the machine guns that his friend brought him.
"You look at the news in the newspapers - the machine guns they use. They are almost exactly the same as what you want to invent."
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Mombasa was the capital of Kenya during the Ming Dynasty.
This place once belonged to Sambager. After the "Anti-Slavery Conflict", Sambager completely ceded its coastal areas of the African continent to the Ming Dynasty.
Although the Arabs came to Mombasa thousands of years ago, built cities and traded slaves here, now, except for a place name, there is no trace left of the so-called old city.
The old city was razed to the ground by the Imperial Navy during the resistance.
The dignity of the empire cannot be challenged!
In the colonies, some rules are naked, false kindness and hypocrisy are not as docile as the beating of batons, and verbal teaching is not as good as a bullet. All this makes them quickly adapt to the rule of the empire.
Whether it was the once arrogant black Muslims on the coast or the indigenous tribes in the inland, they were quickly tamed. They obeyed the imperial laws, put on clothes, raised pigs, ate meat, and went to the Lama temple to chant scriptures.
As soon as he walked out of the train station, the sound of chanting and the lamas he met along the way made a passenger who looked like an Arabic person curse in a low voice in Arabic.
"Compared to the British, they are the pagans who really deserve to go to hell!"
"If you want to defeat the enemy, you must make friends with the enemy's enemy, even if that enemy is more brutal."
Ahmed said expressionlessly at his subordinate's words.
"Among all the countries, only the Ming Empire is likely to stand on our side and support us in resisting British rule. Those pagans often say that the enemy of my enemy is my friend. We can use their power to defeat the British, and when we become strong,
Looking at the oncoming lamas, although Ahmed was extremely resistant in his heart, he still nodded at them and continued walking forward. Along the way, what came into view were oriental buildings. All the buildings and past related to Arabia were destroyed. The current Mombasa, except for the place name... is completely different from the past.
"Chief, where are we going now?"
"To the Governor's Palace."
Ahmed said bluntly.
"Go and meet Governor An."
Soon, they arrived at the Governor's Mansion of the Kenyan Colony of the Ming Empire. Standing outside the Chinese-style gate of the Governor's Mansion, they looked at the guards outside the gate. Ahmed nodded to the attendant beside him, who walked over and spoke in a fluent dialect.
"Please report to the Governor General that the Mahdi State's special envoy Ahmed wants to see the Governor General!"
The Mahdi State... Not to mention the guards, even Colonel An Fusheng, the governor of the colony, was unable to react for a while when he received the so-called "letter of credence".
When did such a country appear in the world?
Although he was born into a military family, An Fusheng was not the kind of person who knew nothing about anything other than military affairs. In fact, he even had a degree in philosophy from Linhai University. He could speak Spanish fluently, as well as English and French. He was also one of the commanders of the "Surprise Attack on Santiago" that year. Six years ago, he had served as a military attaché in Germany.
He is not only a soldier, but also a politician and a diplomat. In fact, the military has always been very cautious in recommending candidates for colonial governors, because... these people are the talents that the military focuses on training.
"Sir, the Mahdi State is the state of Mahdi, the leader of the uprising in British Sudan. He sent a special envoy to us, probably to seek our help. After all, as everyone knows, we are not as harmonious with the British as we seem."
Adjutant Chen Yi's words made An Fusheng smile coldly. He sneered while holding the so-called "letter of credence".
"Is that why they came here? To ask us for help?"
"Sir, they said they have important intelligence to report."
Chen Yi thought about it and then suggested.
"Sir, I think we should meet him. Maybe we can get something unexpected."
"An unexpected gain?"
Looking at his adjutant, An Fusheng smiled.
"What unexpected gains can there be? Adjutant Chen, you must always remember one thing - our identity!"
After saying that, An Fusheng smiled.
"Then let's meet this guy and see what surprises he can bring us!"
(End of this chapter)
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