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Chapter 1478 I Won't Trade! (4k)

So what if it falls off? How else can we produce new ones if it doesn't fall off...

Someone almost said those words, but reason prevailed over instinct, and they ultimately couldn't bring themselves to say them.

A soldier from the association chuckled, "Because we haven't upgraded our operational methods, only the scale. In that respect, they can't keep up with us. We've analyzed it; their current support for Vietnam is already their maximum capability. Any further upgrades, and they..."

Having a strong nation does have its advantages; at the same level, it can do more and has more room to maneuver.

The Citibank of today is not the same as the one Gao Zhendong transmigrated from—the kind that would roll its eyes if choked, and boast the moment it let go. This phrase, invented by certain groups, unexpectedly suits their masters perfectly.

Boomerang belongs to yes.

This explanation was accepted by everyone: Easterners are indeed skilled fighters, but they are also genuinely poor. As long as the opponent isn't provoked to the point of intolerance, expanding the scale at the current level is a viable approach, and the opponent is unlikely to react very strongly.

“I agree with Mr. Participant’s statement that the other party has limited capabilities. Without escalating the format, but only expanding the scale, the other party cannot keep up with all our actions on an equal footing.”

"Yes, gentlemen, you need to realize one thing: it may be much cheaper to upgrade the level of operations than to upgrade the scale of operations. The other side may be able to upgrade the level of operations, but may not be able to expand the scale of operations at the existing level."

"I agree……"

"I agree……"

"..."

The long-awaited thunder finally arrived.
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Gao Zhendong had no idea about the rolling thunder incident. He had completely forgotten about it, since it didn't have much to do with the country. If there was any connection, it was that the anti-aircraft artillery units might face more and stronger enemies, but the current anti-aircraft artillery units were not the same as those in his previous life.

Putting aside the missiles, the proximity fuse alone is enough to give the enemy a run for their money.

We've done everything we could.

Gao Zhendong is now facing not a rolling thunder, but a small firecracker.

That's right, it's that little firecracker that looks similar to PPK.

To understand the connection between this gun and the PPK, we need to go back to 52. In 52, a PPK was indeed copied, but due to technical and environmental issues, the copying results were not ideal.

This gun is quite different from the PPK, but Gao Zhendong doesn't know much about it, mainly because of the reputation of the "Little Cannon." In his previous life, Gao Zhendong had no interest in this gun whatsoever.

Gao Zhendong's idea was simple: a gun must first and foremost be powerful, and the power of the small firecracker was, to put it mildly, questionable.

After all, compared to 7.62/7.65*17, the power of the Big Black Star is obviously much greater. It's not that you don't know the value of something, it's that you don't compare it with others. That's how the Little Smash got its reputation.

What Gao Zhendong didn't realize in his past life was that the bullets of the small firecracker were actually more powerful than those of the PPK. The reason it was criticized was partly due to his fear of insufficient firepower.

As for why this thing ended up in Gao Zhendong's hands, it has nothing to do with any acceptance tests or research projects. The only reason is that Gao Zhendong is the user.

"What? Are you planning to trade this gun for the one I have?" Gao Zhendong said to the security guard at the Third Factory, holding the small firecracker with two fingers with a hint of disdain.

"Yes, this gun was just finalized last year. It is mainly used by high-ranking personnel, comrades who need to carry it covertly, and comrades in charge of security. The one you have is a bit too powerful and not covert enough. In addition, that gun has no safety, which is somewhat dangerous."

Gao Zhendong was delighted. "For me, concealing it is still a problem."

However, the comrade in the internal security was right; the Black Star really didn't have any insurance, except for that half-locked hammer "insurance" which was also quite dangerous to operate.

Gao Zhendong shook his head: "I won't change."

He really didn't want to switch. Although his marksmanship could make up for the small cannon's lack of power, he just didn't feel comfortable holding that thing.

"However, according to regulations, your level should be changed. Putting aside other factors, the main issue is safety."

Gao Zhendong laughed: "I've been playing with guns for so many years, why would I care about this? But if you really want to replace it for me, get me a new gun."

The security guards were completely exasperated. Getting a new gun wasn't their responsibility, and they didn't have the capability to do it.

However, they still honestly asked, "What kind do you want?"

Gao Zhendong took out his gun: "I'll change three things. First, add an insurance agency, so there's no need to worry about safety."

The prototype of the Black Star was a copy of the American M1911, but with extreme simplification. The advantage was its simple structure and low price, but it also brought many problems.

The polar bears are so straightforward and ruthless that they can cancel all legitimate insurance policies; you have to admit they have a really big heart.

"Anything else?" The only thing the security guards could do was to report Gao Zhendong's opinion truthfully; they couldn't persuade him otherwise.

"Second, tilt the handle a little more, to about this angle." Gao Zhendong drew an angle on the paper.

"Okay, I understand. Is there anything else?"

"Change the bullets to 9x19 Parabellum rounds, and then change the magazine to a double-stack single-feed magazine."

To be honest, the security personnel didn't know what this "dispatch of something" was, but since Chief Engineer Gao said so, it must make sense. They just needed to record it.

"Chief Engineer Gao, is there any more?"

Gao Zhendong shook his head: "That's all. If I could get one of these guns, I'd switch immediately."

Faced with his persistence, the security guards had no choice but to record the facts. The rest was beyond their scope of work.

For Gao Zhendong, resolving the police officer's problem with minimal cost and a few words was well worth it.

Gao Zhendong didn't expect that he had spoken in the morning, but the phone call came in the afternoon.

"How come you have time to care about something like a handgun?" The chief engineer's voice on the phone was full of laughter.

It's not surprising that they had this idea. Gao Zhendong was interested in at least the submachine guns that were widely deployed for self-defense by artillery, tanks, logistics units, etc. As for pistols, Venezuelan officials felt that they were irrelevant to Gao Zhendong.

This thing has absolutely no impact on warfare. Forget about warfare, it's practically useless in actual combat. If you had to say, could you pull it out for a surprise attack during bayonet charges?
Subconsciously, this thing didn't match Gao Zhendong's "level".

Gao Zhendong laughed: "Actually, I didn't pay attention to this thing either, but the comrades wanted me to change my gun. To be honest, I really don't like that gun. I always feel uneasy holding it in my hand."

"Hey, you're complaining now. That's a specially designed high-level personnel gun, it's perfect for you. It was just finalized last year, not many were produced yet, and we've already assigned it to you, and you're still not happy?"

Although the design of this gun was finalized last year, its production volume was not high. Mass production didn't begin until the 80s, so there are indeed not many available now.

In fact, the committee had discussed whether or not to take back the gun from Gao Zhendong, but the decision was rejected by the leadership with a single sentence.

"If Gao Zhendong were in a situation where he needed to use a gun, regardless of whether he had a gun or not, do you think he would rush forward?" This one sentence ended the entire discussion.

Yes, given Comrade Gao Zhendong's style, if he were to encounter such a situation, he would rush forward regardless of whether he had any weapons or not, just like last time when he shot a spy with a few shots at the gate of their factory.

Taking away his gun would actually put him in danger.

As for whether the gun in Gao Zhendong's hands would bring other dangers, the comrades didn't even consider that question. They were joking; the gun was perfectly safe in his hands. Would he use it for evil? With that kind of time and thought, he could just lie back and live off his past wealth. The harm he would cause would be far greater than that of a pistol.

So we won't accept the gun anymore; we'll just replace it.

"That gun is fine for high-ranking personnel and those who can carry it covertly, but I'd rather not. I'm not a high-ranking person, hahaha. Besides, this gun is a bit too much for the comrades who are in charge of maintaining order."

"Why? Tell me." That was the reason the chief engineer made the call. Although Gao Zhendong's three sentences only took him less than two minutes in total, that still included the time it took for the security guard to record them.

Whether you qualify as a senior staff member is not up to you to decide.

However, since Gao Zhendong has spoken about it and given a very clear opinion, it deserves our attention. A pistol is still a gun, after all.

Gao Zhendong's spirits lifted immediately; if you're talking about this, I'm wide awake. I don't know much about small firecrackers, but I'm quite familiar with big black stars.

Gao Zhendong said, "For comrades in security positions who need to carry out missions discreetly, small firecrackers are not very effective at deterring them."

This is the biggest complaint the police have about the small firecrackers: they don't scare people, and their power is another matter.

"Ah, this..." Chief Engineer Wei was speechless for a moment. You even gave him a nickname, "Little Firecracker," that's really mean.

But thinking about Gao Zhendong's words further, they seem to make sense.

This was 65. Most of the people who had lived through the war years and the large-scale suppression of bandits were still alive. People who had seen the world probably didn't really care about small firecrackers.

Huh? How did I end up calling it "Little Firecracker" too? The chief engineer was both amused and exasperated.

Gao Zhendong: There are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames.

"So your opinion is that for these comrades, we should still use the TT33 clone?"

“Yes, but the TT33 also has many flaws, which is why I made those suggestions,” Gao Zhendong said.

"What's wrong with it? Aside from the insurance, this thing is really unsafe."

Comrades who had just experienced the war years were still unclear about what kind of guns should be used for maintaining order, but they all knew about the safety mechanism of the Black Star rifle, which had indeed caused quite a few accidents.

This is also why we wanted to replace Gao Zhendong's gun. We didn't want him to accidentally shoot himself. Although he's an experienced gunman, we were always worried about the possibility of something going wrong. Patton, the American, fought a lifetime of wars, but he still got shot by his own pistol.
The small cannon's four safety features give it a significant lead over the TT33 imitation in this respect.

So what the chief engineer meant was, I understand about the insurance issue, so you don't need to talk about it anymore; let's talk about something else.

Gao Zhendong has a lot to say about this issue.

"Boss, you've also made replicas of the TT33, haven't you?"

"Yes, I've had it done, and it was fine." Except for the lack of insurance.

Gao Zhendong said, "Then recall, when you naturally raised the gun, where was the muzzle pointing?"

Although he didn't play many games, Gao Zhendong's words immediately evoked memories for the chief engineer.

"The muzzle is pointing slightly downwards!"

"That's right, that's the problem, which is why I told you to tilt the angle back a little," Gao Zhendong said with a smile.

No wonder he's actually been on the battlefield and reaped the lives of the enemy; the details are spot on.

but……

"But you may not know this: because of the bullets, the grip angle of the TT33 series guns cannot be made too large, otherwise it may cause feeding failure."

This is the main reason for the almost vertical grip angle on the TT33. After all, neither the Great White Bear nor we are stupid; we couldn't possibly have missed such an obvious problem.

Unlike the straight-cased .45 ACP and 9x19 cartridges, the neck-cased 7.62x25 cartridges have tapered cases to hold more gunpowder, which can cause problems with magazine feeding at excessively large angles.

The polar bear's solution to this problem is simple, crude, and cheap: minimize the angle of attack.

As for poor aiming? It doesn't matter, people just need to get used to the gun.

In fact, the grip angle of the Black Star is an improvement over the TT33, but it is not thorough enough, mainly due to the issue of cartridge case taper.

“I know, that’s one of the reasons I suggested switching to 9x19 p-49 ammunition. The p-49 ammunition is much better at feeding at this angle than the 7.62x25.”

"Ah...no wonder..."

If you can't solve the problem, then solve the problem with the bullets that cause it?
This is unlike Gao Zhendong's style. There must be another reason why he asked to change the bullets.

"What are the other reasons you changed your bullets?"

You could feel Gao Zhendong's smile even through the phone. The reason he wanted to laugh was mainly because the answer to this question was somewhat unconventional.

"The main problem is that it is too powerful, no, to be precise, it is too penetrating. This is a significant drawback, especially for those working in the public security sector."

"Too much penetrating power? Isn't strong penetrating power a good thing?" This is the reason why the answer is unconventional. How could Gao Zhendong and his troops, who have always had an incurable problem with firepower, possibly complain about too much penetrating power? After all, the security post can be considered a military unit, and back then there was a security guard unit.

"Think about it, in situations involving handling public security incidents, what's most often seen behind the enemy's back?"

Behind the enemy? Isn't the enemy's back home a hostile force...? Just as the chief engineer of the committee thought of this, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Who are the ones who risk their lives to watch the spectacle? It's the general public.

Its penetrating power is so strong that a single bullet could take two lives.

It has to be Comrade Zhendong who always keeps the safety of the people in mind.

If that's the case, then the question comes full circle: "Isn't it perfect that the small firecracker doesn't have that much penetrating power?"

(End of this chapter)