Period drama: Old Cao's carefree life

Chapter 80 You think you're so great?
Masked, bent over, holding an STG rifle, he stealthily approached several agents of the puppet government.

The StG44 assault rifle was first produced in July 1942 by the German company Haenel, with fifty prototypes manufactured at the time, and was then designated MKB42.

In November of the same year, Haenel manufactured a batch of prototype guns and delivered them to the 5th SS Panzer Division Viking, which was on the front lines of the German armed forces, for combat testing.

It wasn't until April 1944 that the gun was officially renamed Sturmgewehr 44, or STG44 for short, and production began to prioritize it.

The gun has a 7.92 mm caliber, a 30-round capacity, a rate of fire of 600 rounds per minute, and an effective range of 300 meters.

It can be said that as long as you pull the trigger, you can empty the magazine in the blink of an eye.

Although Cao Wei Da did not have systematic training in shooting, it does not mean that he was completely ignorant about firearms shooting.

After all, they came from the modern era. In this age of information explosion, the level of information accessibility is incomparable to that of this era.

Just like many Chinese tourists who go abroad and try shooting at a shooting range for the first time, they can still shoot quite well, which shows how skilled they are.

Perhaps the accuracy is a little lacking, but as long as you're not an idiot and know the shooting technique of aligning three points, as long as you control the recoil when shooting, and as long as the distance is close enough, it's impossible for all of your shots to miss the target after firing a burst, right?

For Cao Weida, who possessed top-notch physical abilities, the recoil of an assault rifle was child's play.

The architectural structure of Beiping gave Cao Weida the opportunity to get close. The agents had only just reached the vicinity of the car when Cao Weida had already reached the alley next to them, only about ten meters away.

Cao Weida squinted, pointed his gun at the leading agent, and silently said "goodbye" through his mouth under the mask before pulling the trigger without hesitation.

Da da da da da~~~
The moment the gunshot rang out, the agent's expression changed drastically; he tried to dodge, but it was too late.

Puff puff puff~~
Bullets pierced the body of the lead agent. Before he could even make a move to dodge, he was riddled with bullets and collapsed to the ground, looking utterly defeated.

At the same time, a spy next to him also received three bullets. Two of them entered his shoulder and arm, but were not fatal. However, the last bullet went straight through his neck.

The agent was terrified. His will to survive made him desperately clutch his throat, as if trying to bring his blood pressure back down. But how could he possibly cover up the penetration and cavitation caused by the 7.92mm bullet?

"Enemy attack!!"

The remaining two agents were horrified and quickly hid to the side, drawing their pistols and firing back in Cao Weida's direction.

"My grass!"

Cao Wei Da grimaced, his mouth twitching wildly as he nearly threw the gun away.

It wasn't that he was hit by a gun, but rather that he was burned by the gun barrel.

Yes, he got burned.
After firing just one magazine of bullets, the area around the all-metal barrel became frighteningly hot. Although Cao Weida was physically strong, he was still just a mortal and was still grimacing from the heat.

"Is this still an assault rifle? It looks like a kebab stick!"

Seeing that the spies had already reacted and the objective had been achieved, he could only regretfully put away his gun and quickly retreat from the alleyway while cursing.

The remaining three terrified puppet government agents hid behind the car, too scared to give chase, while Cao Weida calmly withdrew.

The commotion was so great that it naturally alerted the military police, and two patrol teams quickly ran over. Only then did the three puppet government agents dare to show their faces.

Looking at their captain and former colleagues lying dead on the ground, their eyes wide open, and the dense gun barrels on their bodies, they felt both anger and lingering fear, a feeling of terror surging wildly within them.

"What's going on!" a Japanese sergeant asked angrily.

One of the puppet government agents dared not hide the truth and told the whole story.

The Japanese sergeant's heart sank. He glanced at the wounds on the body and ordered with a grim face, "Take the body back and let the technical department examine it!"

"Hey! Sergeant, should we cordon off the area?"

"Blockade my ass!" the Japanese sergeant shouted angrily. "These three good-for-nothings didn't even dare to give chase. Is the murderer an idiot, left here for you to catch?!"

"Spread out and watch out for all the alleyways!"

There was one thing he didn't say: based on the descriptions of the three spies and the gun barrels on the dead bodies, he suspected that these shots were from assault rifles.

The Japanese, being allies of Germany, were able to obtain some information, such as the STG44 assault rifle.

If the enemy really has an assault rifle, they are almost invincible at close range. If the enemy hasn't left and is hiding in the shadows preparing to ambush them, and they rashly run into the alley, the enemy is in the dark while they are in the light, wouldn't they become sitting ducks?

On the other side, Cao Weida took out his STG44 assault rifle again after running away under the cover of night. Looking at the barrel that was still steaming, Cao Weida cursed under his breath again.

"Didn't everyone say that Germany's weapons manufacturing technology was incredibly advanced and amazing? And this is the thing they made?!"

What he didn't know was that, as the progenitor of assault rifles, it provided very advanced ideas and concepts for the development of assault rifles worldwide.

But why did the STG44 assault rifle remain largely unknown in later generations?

It could even be described as a flash in the pan?
It is because it focuses on production efficiency, but its human-machine interaction is not satisfactory.

To put it bluntly, there are too many flaws in its use. For example, its excessive length makes it much more difficult to aim and fire with the arm aligned in a straight line, and the force distribution on the arm is not scientifically designed.

For example, if the piston rod is too long and even slightly bent, its firing reliability will be greatly reduced.

For example, if the end of the casing sleeve is bumped or damaged even slightly, the ease and smoothness of disassembly may be greatly reduced.

For example, the grip area at the front of the gun barrel is made of metal. Although it has ventilation holes, they are of little use. After a few bursts of fire, the grip area can be used to roast meat.
Compared to the robust and durable assault rifles of later generations, which could be used in various harsh environments, this was simply a seemingly powerful but completely impractical inferior product.

"Forget it, it's better to use this gun less often in the future. I didn't kill many people, but I did manage to roast some pig's trotters." Cao Weida put the gun away again with a look of disgust.

Although he disliked it, he couldn't bear to throw it away.

After all, although the gun gets hot to the touch when fired, its firepower is quite sufficient for a short period of time.

"I can use two guns at most, alternating between them. They can hold at least two magazines. I'm not fighting a positional war with the enemy, so it's more than enough."

"When I get back, I'll find a craftsman to see if he can make a wooden brace. Maybe that will solve the problem."

"Time to go home and get some sleep, I've met my sales target for tonight!"

He went back to sleep in a good mood, but someone else couldn't sleep.

"Bagya Road!"

Kenji Goto was woken from his bed, both shocked and furious. Someone was actually shooting and killing puppet government agents in the street with an assault rifle right under the noses of the Imperial Army! This was a provocation against the Great Japanese Empire!
Of course, he didn't care about the death of a few dogs; what he cared about was the consequences if the higher-ups found out about it!

In the Japanese army, if you were in doubt, you should go to the Special Higher Police; if you made any mistake, you could just pin it on the Special Higher Police.

Someone entered Beiping carrying an assault rifle, and the Special Higher Police received not a single piece of intelligence about it. How could the higher-ups not be furious?
This is just one gun, and it only killed a spy from the puppet government. If there were more guns, wouldn't those resistance fighters dare to assassinate high-ranking Japanese officers in the street, or even directly storm Japanese offices?

After angrily cursing, he rushed to the hospital morgue.

As soon as I entered, I saw two corpses laid out in the hall.

According to the autopsy report from the technical department, the body was shot at short range. Bullets and bullet casings were found on the body and near where the killer fired the shot, which matches the statements made by the three surviving agents.

The bullets are 7.92x33 short cartridges, and among the known firearms today, only the German STG assault rifle matches this characteristic.

"Baka!" Kenji Goto tore up the report. What use was this thing? Was he supposed to use it to explain himself to his superiors?!

"Go, bring Lin Yuanjiang and Liu Huai here to me!!"

He's furious and needs to vent his anger on someone!

Moreover, a portion of the pot needs to be separated!

Lin Yuanjiang and Liu Huai, who were sleeping soundly with their young wives in their arms, were awakened by the ringing of the telephone.

At first, the two were very annoyed, but when they heard it was Kenji Goto on the phone, they immediately rushed out.

Inside the Japanese consulate.

Kenji Goto slowly and methodically wiped his officer's sword, occasionally turning it over. The light shone on the blade, reflecting a sharp, piercing glint that made everyone else afraid to open their eyes.

Lin Yuanjiang frantically wiped the sweat from his forehead, inwardly groaning. He could only blame the rebels for being too rampant and cunning; otherwise, he wouldn't have been summoned while still in bed.

Although Kenji Goto didn't say a word, the invisible pressure almost made him breathless.

Liu Huai stood there blankly, his face expressionless, but inside he was overjoyed.

Where there are people, there will be conflict, and this is especially true for institutions of power.

If they've all become traitors, who wouldn't want to get promoted and make a fortune?
Who wants to be outdone by someone else?
You, Lin Yuanjiang, aren't you so awesome?

They forcibly took the person from me, and this is the result?

He chuckled inwardly. With such a big incident, he didn't believe that Kenji Goto would raise the paddle high and then lower it gently as usual.

This time, even if that bastard Lin Yuanjiang doesn't die, he'll be badly injured!

Humph, you deserve it!

If I don't kick you when you're down today, I'll be letting you down after all the bullying you've done!
"Lin-san." Kenji Goto finally finished cleaning the sword and sheathed it.

"Commander Goto." Lin Yuanjiang hurriedly stepped forward, his back bent so low that one almost thought he was about to break.

Perhaps none of the positions that those who enjoy homosexuality have as standard as his.

(End of this chapter)