Hu Yizhou ignored the parts of the three PPSh41s. They were intended to be used to deceive the idiots. He could get them at any time!

After bringing over a box of loose PPS43 parts, Hu Yizhou quickly assembled ten submachine guns. Then he took out the Mauser pistol bullets that he was reluctant to use and filled three 35-round magazines.

Hu Yizhou felt extremely distressed. This was all money.

Calling Master Niu, Master Xu and Huang He went to the shooting range with submachine guns and rocket launchers, leaving Xiao Mozi and Sun Dali to guard the office. Hu Yizhou returned to the office just now.

Before entering the door, he heard voices inside. Hu Yizhou recognized Cui Geng's voice, and also heard the voice of the eighth battalion commander whom he had not seen for a long time.

"Why is this old man here?"

With some doubts, Hu Yizhou knocked on the door and entered the office.

After taking his seat, Cui Geng introduced Hu Yizhou: "You should know this person, he is Zhao Xian, the former eighth battalion commander of the 583rd Regiment! But now he has been promoted to the commander! At the same time, this is also my classmate from the Huangpu period! Old

Zhao, this Hu Zhou is now our brother-in-law!"

"Hello, Captain!" Hu Yizhou saluted.

"Hahaha, brother, don't shudder at me! If it weren't for you, we would have died in Baoshan!" the Eighth Battalion Commander said with a smile after returning the salute.

"Okay, now that I've introduced you, let's get down to business! Where's the good stuff you mentioned?" Cui Geng asked.

"This..." Hu Yizhou looked at the Eighth Battalion Commander.

"It's okay! We're one of our own!" Cui Geng said with a smile.

"Okay! Let's go directly to the shooting range and we'll talk about it when we get there!" Hu Yizhou stood up and said.

"good!"

Everyone stood up, Hu Yizhou helped his uncle and walked towards the shooting range.

At the shooting range, Hu Yizhou came to the desk with submachine guns and rocket launchers; "This is the good thing I said! This is a new type of submachine gun! I designed it after referring to the flower mechanism! I named it the Hu-style submachine gun

!" Hu Yizhou once again shamelessly regarded PPS as his own.

"SMG? Did you design it?" Cui Geng didn't doubt Hu Yizhou's words, he was just a little surprised. The Eighth Battalion Commander was not even surprised, he was used to it!

As for Uncle Hu, he happily touched his mustache. Well, the Hu-type submachine gun is not bad, it is the submachine gun of our old Hu family.

"This submachine gun can only fire continuously, and the magazine is loaded with 35 rounds! Let me demonstrate it to you!" After Hu Yizhou finished speaking, he was about to draw fire and shoot.

"Wait!" Cui Geng stopped him.

"Zhao Qiang, come here!"

"Yes, sir!"

While Hu Yizhou was stunned, Cui Geng arranged for a veteran with scars on his face and half an ear to come over. Under Hu Yizhou's confused eyes, Cui Geng explained:

"This is an experimenter from the Ordnance Industry Department! He specializes in testing the performance of weapons! I heard that you had something good, so I thought it must be some kind of big killer, so I brought him over! Did you see the scars all over his body?

?These are all left over from when we were experimenting with weapons!"

"Salute!" After listening to Cui Geng's words, Hu Yizhou gave this indifferent veteran a military salute.

"Sir...this..." Zhao Qiang quickly returned the salute, nervous as he didn't know what to say.

"You deserve this military honor! Without your efforts, where would our brothers have safe and reliable weapons?"

Hu Yizhou said it very solemnly, because he was not only saluting Zhao Qiang, but also saluting those who silently fought in the most dangerous positions for the strength of the country.

Think about those test pilots later! When people were marveling at the fifth-generation J-20, who had ever understood the test pilots who flew the test aircraft into the sky for testing again and again?

"Come here, take a look, this is insurance, this is... do you understand?"

"clear!"

"Okay! Let's start!" Hu Yizhou stood aside.

"Da da, da da da..." After a crisp sound of gunfire, a magazine was finished, and Zhao Qiang placed the submachine gun on the case.

"Continue! Finish both magazines!" Hu Yizhou said.

"Yes! Da da da..."

After the three magazines were finished, Hu Yizhou checked the condition of the entire submachine gun and found that there was nothing wrong with it. It could be seen that there was nothing wrong with the drawings in his memory, and the design of the Maozi was also excellent.

"What do you think of this gun?" Hu Yizhou said to his uncle and Battalion Commander Cui Gengba after inspecting it.

"Not bad, not bad! It just costs too much bullets and is not suitable for mass deployment!" Cui Geng was in charge of military supplies and got to the point directly.

"But when combined with box cannon grenades, it has an absolute advantage in close-quarter street combat and trench warfare!" The Eighth Battalion Commander (should be called Commander Zhao, but I'm used to it) said the positive effects of the submachine gun.

"So, I don't plan to let the directors of the Ordnance Industry Department know about this submachine gun, just spread it among us! What I mean is that I am responsible for the production, and you are responsible for selling it to colleagues on a small scale! Especially if you like to build pistols

Those people on the team!" Hu Yizhou expressed his thoughts.

"This..." Cui Geng began to think about the feasibility of this matter.

"Okay, let's talk about this later. After all, there are only ten in total, which are not enough for me! Brother, do you know what I want the Mauser pistol bullets for this time? By the way, also

I didn’t ask, how many Mauser pistol bullets did Shangfeng give me?" Hu Yizhou changed the subject.

"The director said that the magazine was very good. He rewarded it verbally and gave your regiment 30,000 rounds of pistol bullets!" Cui Geng said.

"The director is very generous!" Hu Yizhou said with a smile.

"The director knew that he owed your regiment in terms of weapons, so he had to take care of your regiment in terms of ammunition. I'm talking about the Ordnance Industry Administration! I still have some bullets for my family!" Cui Geng said,

"Okay! Let's not worry about this. Why don't you let me repair these broken guns and equip myself with them? I'll just repair them! Then you have to watch the rest! This is the big killer!" Hu Yizhou picked up one.

A bazooka with a fuse.

"Zhao Qiang, this thing is called a rocket launcher. Come here, this is a safety net. After you unplug it, do this... Do you understand?" Hu Yizhou explained to Zhao Qiang the use of the rocket launcher.

"Understood, sir, stand back!" Zhao Qiang said as he shouldered the rocket launcher.

"Okay, launch!" Hu Yizhou stepped back twenty meters and ordered loudly.

"Puff...chi...boom..." Under Zhao Qiang's aim, the rocket correctly hit a target wall 100 meters away, causing a violent explosion.

"One more! Fifty-meter target!" Hu Yizhou said.

"yes……"

"Thirty meters!"

"yes……"

Five consecutive rocket launchers hit five target walls scattered on the shooting range, causing bursts of explosions.

"Okay, let's go over and take a look!" Hu Yizhou said.

"This... this..." When the group saw the target wall, they were shocked by the sight in front of them...
Chapter completed!