Chapter Eleven: Making Guns

  Chen Xiuzhi never thought that this little man would scold her violently in front of everyone. Her tears flowed down, but she didn't dare to let the 'son' leave.

  "You think I don't know? There's an organization behind your back, and I'm clear about the purpose of your visit! To be honest with you, someone like you isn't worthy of being my wife!" Hu Zhiyong stopped scolding, but his voice revealed a breath that was hard to bear.

  "I don't know what you're talking about." Chen Xiuyun's voice was very low and muffled as she spoke amidst sobs.

  "Get your superior to come and meet me!" Hu Zhiyong glared at Chen Xiuyun, not allowing any rebuttal: "You, hurry back to school, staying here will only bring disaster to Second Uncle and us! Silver Dragon, escort her out!"

  Chen Xiuzhi walked out of the bank in tears, Shi Yinhu said discontentedly: "She is after all the daughter of the second uncle's family, you treat her like this and don't fear being scolded by the second uncle?"

  "Second sister, you wouldn't know, she joined a party organization in school. Alas, how to say it, that was very influential, many passionate young people would betray their families and throw themselves into it!" Hu Zhiyong painfully lowered his head.

  Shi Yiping was shocked and stared at Hu Zhiyong for a long time before saying, "I've heard of that event, so Hei Jun Jie also participated!"

  "Remember, don't tell anyone about today's events! I scolded her to provoke her, so she'll never come looking for me again. Alright, everyone get ready for dinner, I still have some urgent matters to attend to." Hu Zhiyong whispered to Yin Long and Huo Feng, the two of them hastily retreating outside.

  "Third Young Master, shall we wait for them?" Shi Yinping asked with a bowl in her hand, looking embarrassed as she saw Yin Long and the other person walk out.

  "No need, they won't come tonight. Come on, everyone, let's eat quickly, I have something important to attend to!" Hu Zhiyong took the bowl and chopsticks from Shi Yiping's hand and began serving the steaming hot mixed dish from the pot.

  Soon, Hu Zhiyong put down his chopsticks and stood up: "Sister, you three go to bed early, I won't be back tonight."

  They didn't dare ask more about Hu Zhiyong's affairs. The three 'girls' nodded, watching as Hu Zhiyong flipped over the big gate and rode away on horseback. Bèi Lì said dazedly: "Third Master has a really bad temper!"

  "Little girl, have you ever seen him lose his temper with us? He and Black Girl are really a pair of sworn enemies!" Shi Yin Hua smiled, pointing to Hu Zhi Yong's room: "Sister, since Third Young Master won't be back tonight, let's tidy up his doghouse and make do for one night."

  "Pfft!" Shi Yiping laughed and said: "I didn't. What if he comes back, no need to strip clothes, all will be exposed."

  "You're so stupid! Let's put the 'door' on top, and when we come back, let him stand guard for us." Shi Yin Hua burst out laughing, and the three "girls" were in high spirits.

  Returning to the Byun-san training ground overnight, Silver Dragon and Huo Feng came up: "Young Master, I found more than 20 blacksmiths from Lizi House Town and Qingdui Town, and arranged all the things and personnel in the rear mountain barracks by car."

  "Have you brought over the press machine, lathe, diesel engine, generator and rifle?" Hu Zhiyong heard that the blacksmith had arrived and was really delighted.

  "They've all arrived, Hu Da has gone to transport the coal." Yin Long hastily reported, and he and Hu Zhiyong quickly walked towards the back mountain.

  A semi-automatic pressure machine, two car beds. There are also more than 40 old and broken Hanyang-made ones, as well as some special steel materials. Yín Lóng looked at Hu Zhìyǒng busily with a puzzled expression, and asked cautiously: "Young master, what are we doing?"

  "Make guns."

  "Make guns?" Huo Feng was stunned: "Young master, can we make guns?"

  "Of course, and it's the most advanced fully automatic rifle in today's world!" Hu Zhiyong smiled slightly: "I don't dare say I can make it tonight, but I guarantee that within three days, you will see the gun I made!"

  In his past life, he was not only an outstanding special warfare commander but also had practical experience in weapon modification, explosive preparation and multi-functional bayonet.

  Now, he first pulled the wires of the generator well, then pulled the rope and the machine roared to life. The large dining hall was suddenly bright as day, causing the surrounding blacksmiths to marvel and discuss in surprise.

  "Come, I'll show you all how to make a knife. Watch closely as I use the press and lathe to manufacture it. Listen up, in the future I will only keep ten people on, whoever has the best craftsmanship will stay, and I guarantee you will receive the best treatment!"

  Diesel engine drives the pressure machine, Hu Zhiyong puts good steel on top. After more than ten minutes of hammering, the shape of the knife has been formed. He then uses a lathe to start fine processing, and soon a multi-functional dagger is completed.

  "Young master, this is different from an ordinary dagger. How many uses does it have?" Yin Long held it in his hand, looking at it in surprise, and couldn't help but ask.

  "It's called a multi-functional dagger, in addition to the cutting and stabbing functions of the knife itself, it also has some small tool functions for outdoor combat. In conjunction with the scabbard, it can cut iron wire, the back of the knife has saw teeth that can saw through iron rods with a hardness of HRC30 and a diameter of 6MM without breaking. The bottom of the scabbard has a simple screwdriver and bottle opener function, and can chop off logs with a diameter of 60MM. Suitable for 'mop' sentry assassination, when wiping neck, the knife tip is inserted and then slashed, which is much more convenient than cutting with the knife mouth."

  Hu Zhiyong took it and made a few gestures, and Huo Feng said with joy: "This is much more wonderful than a short knife!"

  "Everyone has seen it, I'll leave this thing for you to carefully feel and understand. If not, I can teach you hand in hand. Remember, be extremely careful, if the machinery is mishandled, it will hurt you!" Hu Zhiyong said, standing aside and smoking while watching.

  The imitative ability of the Chinese people is the best in the world, and soon one by one they went up to try it out. Three or four hours passed, and finally two multi-functional daggers appeared in front of Hu Zhiyong.

  "Hmm, okay! Now, I'll draw a few diagrams of the cartridge holder, let's see if anyone can understand it." Hu Zhiyong was quite helpless, as it seemed that not many people from China were familiar with this mechanical device.

  "Report!" A young man of twenty-six or seven shouted loudly outside the 'door'.

  "Come in!" All eyes were focused on the young man. He walked in with a calm and composed demeanor, looking at the machines and exclaimed excitedly: "Young master, I am a Japanese overseas student who used to work in General Shuai's arsenal. I was familiar with these machines a few years ago, please let me try one out!"

  "Really?" Hu Zhiyong laughed: "Unexpectedly, I have a lot of treasures here! Come on, process these cartridges and parts, and I'll appoint you as the director of the arsenal!"

  "Yes!" The young man watched the drawings and quickly started the machine. Everyone was amazed at his skilled operation. The bullet holder and parts were completed in an instant, and the young man held them in his hand: "Young master, this is a 30-round magazine, and these are parts for rifles. But I'm curious, it's not for ordinary rifles."

  "Assault rifle, also known as fully automatic rifle."

  "Young master, isn't that like a submachine gun?" The young man exclaimed in surprise.

  "Submachine guns fire pistol cartridges, assault rifles fire rifle cartridges. Intuitively speaking, if they encounter each other at close range, submachine guns are very powerful, but they can't shoot far at all, and when encountering targets with bulletproof vests, they can't penetrate at all. On the other hand, automatic rifles have a longer range of fire, and bulletproof vests are nothing to them. Moreover, because the bullets of automatic rifles are longer, the temporary cavity is very large, and when hitting the human body, it will be extremely terrifying, and almost certainly fatal if the torso is hit."

  Hu Zhiyong patiently explained, and saw him skillfully assemble various parts together, modifying the gun stock in front of the woodworking machinery. Soon a strange rifle appeared before everyone's eyes.

  "Go ahead, fire all the bullets in one burst and see how it goes." Hu Zhiyong handed the new gun over to the young man, smiling as he sat down to wait for the test results.

  "Yes, young master."

  At a distance of three to four hundred meters, the young man stood up and pulled the trigger. A burst of gunfire rang out, followed by a chorus of screams.

  "Wow, several hundred meters!"

  "Hasn't this become a machine gun?"

  "Can I try?"

  "I'm coming!"

  Young man Zhang Chenghui is a technician at an ordnance factory. Outside, the sound of gunfire didn't stop all night, while inside, two people were working at full capacity. The AK47 rifle has reliable action, good performance; it's sturdy and durable with low failure rate, especially when used in windy, sandy or muddy conditions, its performance is reliable; its structure is simple and easy to disassemble. Its biggest advantage is that it can use the same type of ammunition as the Hanyang-made rifle.

  Hu Zhiyong chose it for the following reasons: First, the barrel can be used with the Hanyang rifle and Zhongzheng rifle; second, logistics supply is not a problem, and ammunition can be replenished at any time; third, some parts can be slightly modified to be used.

  Zhang Chenghui proved to be a worthy armorer, quickly producing the second assault rifle according to the blueprint. Under Hu Zhiyong's guidance, the blacksmiths worked together with all their might, and by dawn they had completed the assembly of four guns.

  "Boss, this gun isn't very good for shooting targets." Liu Xingdou said, scratching the back of his head.

  "Its role is to charge and rush, if it's a long-distance 'battle', it can switch to single-shot position. Also, when shooting, there should be controlled bursts of fire. Everyone look!" Hu Zhiyong picked up the rifle, ka-ba sound loaded the magazine, only to hear: "Da-da-da, da-da, da-da-da, da-da."

  "I say, a magazine with thirty rounds of ammunition, like last night's burst that emptied the entire thing in an instant. I'm afraid the logistical pressure will be huge. Come on, let's try it out just like Young Master Liu did!" Liu Xingdou led his troops away.

  "Zhang Chenghui, what you need to do now is to modify this batch of guns. Also, continue making multifunctional bayonets, I want 5,000 pieces. Hu Da, quickly search for good steel and transport it over, build a separate arsenal on the back mountain for me!" Hu Zhiyong did not expect things to go so smoothly. With Zhang Chenghui taking care of this, he had saved himself a lot of trouble and effort.

  "Young master, why don't you use a new gun barrel?" Zhang Chenghui asked in puzzlement.

  "I won't let you ruin so many firearms! I'll only mass-produce the product after it's been tested and proven to be mature!" Hu Zhiyong said with a faint smile, revealing his plan.

  "Master, if I can get a batch of gun barrels for you, how will you transport them back?" Zhang Chenghui hesitated before finally speaking out.

  "Gun barrel?" Hu Zhiyong was overjoyed and hastily grabbed Zhang Chenghui: "Where is it?"

  "In the suburbs of Shenyang. To be honest, the last batch of supplies hadn't even been transported into the city when the little devils started attacking. I was caught by the Northeast Army and retreated here at that time. Young master, there are about four truckloads of supplies, half of which are gun barrels and steel materials. Of course, there are also a few new devices." Zhang Chenghui finally finished speaking, shook off Hu Zhiyong's hand, and smiled bitterly: "Young master, how come your hands are so powerful?"

  "Four cars!" Hu Zhiyong thought for a moment: "At present, there is really no way, but I must confirm whether the goods are still there. Director Zhang, write down the address and I'll send someone to investigate first!"

  "Yes, young master."