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Chapter 35, Type Automatic Rifle
"Xiangdong, why are you injured? What happened?"

Wang Duoyu showed some concern for his nephew, but before Wang Xiaodong could say anything, Xue Yuqing and the other children took over and told him the whole story.

It turned out that Wang Xiangdong, the deputy captain of the militia, had gotten a Type 63 automatic rifle some time ago to test fire it for a while. However, because he was not familiar with this automatic rifle, he was accidentally injured by its powerful recoil.

"Type 63 automatic rifle? Isn't this the legendary and incredibly powerful weapon? Why is it so lame? Did you just get unlucky and end up with a poorly made gun?"

Wang Duoyu had also heard of the Type 63 automatic rifle. In his previous life, when he was an undergraduate at Beijing University of Technology, he heard people talk about the history of our rifle manufacturing. From the very beginning, it was highly anticipated as a "combined rifle and submachine gun" to becoming a synonym for shoddy workmanship, it has gone through a history of nearly twenty years.

From the late 1950s to the early 1960s, the global situation was changing rapidly, and we ourselves were in a complex environment of internal and external troubles. At that time, our military industry mainly relied on the technical assistance of the Polar Bear Empire.

Especially in the field of weapons and equipment, such as the famous five-six family bucket, all of them are imitations of the equipment of the Polar Bear Empire.

However, the army leaders were not very satisfied with the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle and Type 56 submachine gun in the Type 56 family bucket. The reason was that the latter had strong firepower but poor shooting accuracy, and the short gun body was not suitable for bayonet fighting.

In addition, the 565mm has very high shooting accuracy, but it can only fire single shots, which seriously affects the sustainability of firepower.

There is a very popular saying in the army: if you are poor, use tactical infiltration; if you are rich, use firepower coverage.

In the past, there were many infiltrated companies on the peninsula battlefield, and we were used to using such tactics, but in the plateau battlefield in the early years, we also experienced what fire coverage was.

Although we have no shortage of tactical guidance, why bother wasting our time if we can rely on firepower to cover the enemy?

Moreover, we always like to advocate having the best of both worlds, that is, being able to achieve both tactical penetration and firepower coverage, rather than just being able to play one card alone.

Therefore, the superiors requested to equip them with an automatic rifle that had the fierce firepower of a Type 56 submachine gun and the shooting accuracy of a Type 56.5, that is, an infantry firearm that combined a rifle and a submachine gun.

Of course, we also need to make this gun able to reflect our fearless spirit during wartime, especially the brave and tenacious fighting style of bayonet fighting, which means that the gun must be long enough.

The Type 20 automatic rifle was born in such an era. It is actually an automated version of the Type 10, using a -round feeder to replace the -round clip on top of the Type receiver.

The automatic rifle that combined a rifle and submachine gun was naturally called a magic gun at that time.

"No, this type of gun, ah, it's hard to explain in a few words." Wang Xiangdong wanted to explain anxiously, but he swallowed the words back when they came to his lips.

"It's too long to explain, so I won't say any more. You should go home and recuperate. You're already injured, yet you're still hanging around. See what you can do."

Wang Duoyu expressed his concern, but his nephew said he wanted to show off his talent, so he was kicked by his big foot. Wang Xiangdong had already laughed and stepped back in advance.

After playing for a while, Wang Duoyu returned home, but Xue Yuqing and other children all followed him back. After all, he had finished the college entrance examination and all the previous bans had been lifted.

With more than twenty children in the house, it was as lively as a vegetable market, so after a while, Wang Duoyu started to drive people away. These children were too noisy and he couldn't concentrate on doing his own things.

"Brother Jiu, you still need to study? You've already finished the college entrance exam, haven't you? Why are you still reading? How about we go hunting?" Wang Duoshi wanted to play, and so did his two sisters. "I'm not going. I don't have any bullets, so I can't practice my shooting. I'll find another opportunity to practice shooting after I go to college."

Wang Duoyu shook his head and rejected the proposal. Bullets are limited, and the firearms available now are all small-caliber, and the key is that the recoil is not small.

He just wanted to design a firearm with little recoil but high accuracy, and suitable for his own practice of shooting, rather than these standard ordinary guns.

Whether it was the Type 53 rifle, the Type 56 family pack, or the Type 63 rifle, these were not the firearms he wanted.

And the most important thing is that the bullets are limited. The bullets for Wang Xiangdong, Wang Duoshi and others are all issued by the higher-ups during each militia training session. Every shot they fire means one less bullet.

"Besides, I have other things to do besides reading. Hunting will have to wait for two days."

Shaking the letter in his hand, Wang Duoyu gave them a look, and the younger brothers and sisters had no choice but to leave.

It is definitely impossible to let them sit here and read with their ninth brother, or stay very quietly, so leaving here is the best solution.

Towards evening, Sun Shouyi came over with sausages and bacon. When he saw Wang Duoyu, he asked him sincerely how to write an article.

"Brother Sun, please don't make things difficult for me. Take these things away with you later. Don't leave them with me. I still have meat at home."

After seeing those sausages and bacon, Wang Duoyu suddenly got a headache. Sun Shouyi was too polite, and there was a tigress in his family. He didn't dare to ask for his things anymore.

Besides, he didn't lack food to begin with. Which of his brothers' families wouldn't bring food to his house? They had spoiled him a lot before, let alone now.

"Duoyu, I kneel down for you, seriously."

Sun Shouyi was about to kneel down, and Wang Duoyu was completely panicked. He quickly helped him up and pressed him down on the stool, angrily saying:

"I say, you're a grown man, why do you have to do that? A man's knees are made of gold. He should kneel to heaven, earth, and his parents. Why are you kneeling to me? Are you cursing me or something?"

"It's good to strive for your dreams, but you've spent so many years pursuing them. Have you ever reflected deeply on yourself? Studying can't just be rote learning. You have to be more flexible."

"It's not that I don't want to teach you, but some things rely on intuition. Besides, I don't know much myself, so how can I teach you?"

Wang Duoyu did not accept the other party's gift. Sun Shouyi was very disappointed. His back as he left with the gift looked even more desolate and lonely.

But Wang Duoyu had no choice. Dream chasers are indeed very worthy of respect, but some things really cannot be forced.

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