Please pull the trigger for this world one more time.

in the afternoon.

"Old Bi, you're trying to conscript us brothers on the first day of the Lunar New Year?" Li Xinhuo said, rubbing his slightly red eyes.

That's right, the scope of Mo Zian's second name has been forced to expand again, all because of a certain hamster that just can't seem to get rid of it.

"It's almost 18:00 PM." Mo Zian led Li Xinhuo and Li Yuanxing to Shuo Feng's spacious underground secret chamber—

By this time, many targets had been set up in the secret room.

Han Dafu was already there, with many different kinds of handguns laid out in front of her, preparing for target practice.

"I'm planning to design a handgun that doesn't require a high level of strength to use, so I'd like to ask you two for your advice." Mo Zian walked to the workbench, turned on the desk lamp, and said, "Take a look, this is my current sketch."

"Are you planning to mass-produce it, Zian?" Li Yuanxing asked, picking up a blueprint and looking at it.

Mo Zian: "That possibility cannot be ruled out."

"We're novices when it comes to weapons, but I can clearly see from your sketch that it's designed to be miniaturized, making it look small and compact."

When it came to serious matters, Li Xinhuo became earnest. "Is this for women only?"

"Not entirely, but it is certainly one of the factors to consider."

On the other side, target practice had already begun, so Mo Zian had to raise his voice, "This will most likely become a design template in the future. Dafu is the first user, and I will customize the version for her."

Seeing the Li brothers begin to seriously examine the blueprints, Mo Zian continued to explain, "On one hand, I would like to ask Xin Huo to help me optimize the structure and layout of the machinery, because the gun body is small, so the requirements for the internal structure are still very high."

On the other hand, I'd like you to help me solve the noise reduction problem.

Mo Zian pointed to the blueprints and continued.

My idea is to take a comprehensive approach.

"I know that, theoretically, stacking sound-absorbing etheric shapes can achieve a perfect sound-absorbing effect, but this is a military-style handgun. Relying solely on the redundant energy of the ammunition, the semi-mechanical core cannot power so many shapes."

So I want to only engrave a small amount of the shape, and then add an external muffler.

"Hey, Lao Bi, I suddenly have an idea." Li Xinhuo stared at the blueprints. "How about making the entire gun barrel silent?"

Mo Zian was taken aback, and then had to admire Li Xinhuo's forward-thinking.

"I think it's a good idea. If you have the time, I really hope you can come up with it."

However, I don't intend to do that with this weapon, since the design is already finalized.

Mo Zian discussed some details with the Li brothers, and the issue of the novice gun was temporarily put to rest.

Mo Zian took out a piece of paper and handed it to Li Yuanxing. "Yuanxing, can you help me translate this into Elvish, Lowland White Elvish, and then polish it a bit?"

"Of course, no problem, what's so difficult about that?" Li Yuanxing took the paper and subconsciously read it. "This is... a letter?"

"Yes," Mo Zian readily admitted. "Daifu and I once went on a mission and unexpectedly met a young elven lady. She was a temple guard, a shapeshifter swordsman, and seemed to be from the same area near Cuifei City."

Looking at Li Yuanxing's bright eyes, Mo Zian continued, "I think the market for ether guns shouldn't be limited to the Guangwu Empire."

......

the next day.

"Old Bi, I've written down the tips on using these handguns as you instructed."

Han Dafu handed a piece of paper to Mo Zian, "Personally, I still prefer a lighter trigger, but I don't want my trigger travel to be that short."

Mo Zian took the paper from Han Dafu and quickly read it through.

"You prefer a slightly thicker grip?" Mo Zian asked, somewhat surprised.

"Yes, I think it's more stable to hold it that way." Han Dafu shrugged.

"Okay." Mo Zian nodded. "Now we just wait for the Li brothers. Once their improved drawings are complete, we can produce the finished product."

Han Dafu glanced at Mo Zian's desk and asked curiously, "What are you writing? Didn't you finish writing your letter to Elena?"

Mo Zian pointed to the heading of the letter: "This is for that Highlander, Earl Greenhorse."

After finishing writing the letter, Mo Zian called Han Dafu and went out.

The first few days of the year are often unusually busy, with most people visiting relatives and friends, while vendors are busy selling unique gifts.

For example, eggs can be sold for 3% to 4% more expensive when packaged in an exquisite box, or the most ordinary homemade wine can become presentable when placed in a blue and white porcelain bottle.

This fleeting business opportunity centered around the concept of "face" can last until the 15th of the lunar month—the Lantern Festival. Only after the Lantern Festival can the New Year be considered over.

Mo Zian, dressed casually, walked into the post office and went to the only open window. He handed over two gift boxes of different colors, each with a letter attached.

"Hello, where would you like to send this?" the clerk asked.

"This red one is addressed to the 7th Army Corps of the Southwest Group, and the recipient is Lieutenant Colonel Philip Trema," Mo Zian said, pointing to the package. "This bright yellow one is addressed to the Temple in Grace City, the capital of the Holy Light Dynasty, and the recipient is Elena Greyhawk Crown, that's how it's written in Elvish."

Mo Zian handed over another small note.

The clerk took the slip of paper, gave Mo Zian a strange look, and handed him a form. "Fill out the form. This is considered a medium-sized parcel. The postage within the Empire is 50 coins, and the postage to the Holy Light Dynasty is 1 silver coin."

"I need it expedited, how much will it cost?" Mo Zian asked.

"The express fee within the Empire is 50 coins, while the express fee for the Holy Light Dynasty is 1 silver dollar plus 80 coins."

"Please expedite everything for me, thank you."

"Okay, please show your ID."

Mo Zian handed over his military officer's ID card. Upon seeing Mo Zian's ID card, the clerk's strange expression turned into a hint of understanding.

After registering the key information on the documents, the teller gave Mo Zian two 10-yuan bills as change and then took the two gift boxes.

Mo Zian got up and left, and the teller pressed the bell on her desk.

"Next."

......

"Is it all done?"

Han Dafu, holding a small bag of fried skewers, waited at the post office entrance. When she saw Mo Zian come out, she took out the largest fried meat skewer and handed it to him.

"I don't understand why you insisted on changing the [Silver Blade] to civilian caliber for that Lieutenant Colonel Cui Ma?"

Mo Zian took a bite of the fried skewer and said, "You just wait and see. Although I'm also gambling, I think I've made the right bet. My gift is very likely to be exactly what Earl Cui Ma wants."

"Tch, that just shows how cunning you are."

Han Dafu wrinkled his nose, somewhat unconvinced, then said with some worry, "My people are coming the day after tomorrow, and the shop here..."

"Don't worry, there won't be any problems. We'll go to the shops we ordered from now on and have them deliver the goods directly to the factory within half a day."

Mo Zian said confidently, "Then we'll go back. The blueprints are almost finalized, and we'll start construction immediately."

......

"Spark, is part number three finished?"

"All done." Li Xinhuo, wearing cotton gloves, handed a polished part to Mo Zian. "The trigger safety is finished. It's about time to assemble it."

"Um."

Mo Zian placed the parts in their designated positions. All the parts were in place and clearly visible, just like a jigsaw puzzle finally having its last piece completed.

The first coat of lubricant and maintenance oil has been applied. This step is particularly important because even the most delicate parts will have slight errors and flaws.

Lubricating oil can perfectly conceal such defects and prevent damage to the parts during movement.

Mo Zian began assembling the weapon according to the blueprints, and soon, a silver handgun with a slightly tarnished surface appeared before everyone—

The surface of this pistol was treated with a special technique by Mo Zian, so that it does not produce strong reflective light.

The pistol adopts a similar slide-type (short recoil barrel) structure and has a somewhat rounded appearance, mainly due to its wide grip.

The wider grip results in increased magazine capacity.

This pistol, fired by Mo Zian, uses 1.55×3.5 micro-inch short cartridges. Although its power and range are certainly not comparable to standard rifle cartridges or 2.2 micro-inch short cartridges, the recoil of these cartridges is much smaller, and the sound and light effects are also much weaker.

After all, Mo Zian never intended to pursue absolute lethality with this weapon.

The bottom of the handgun barrel and the rear of the grip both feature a beautifully designed ether-shaped feature, both designed for sound absorption.

Mo Zian also added threads to the muzzle, allowing for the addition of an external silencer.

According to Mo Zian's vision, this two-pronged approach to noise reduction should result in near-absolute silence.

The gun barrel has two lines of text engraved on each of its left and right sides—

The left side reads "Don't laugh at the beauty adding red sleeves," while the right side reads "Women will surely strengthen the nation."

This pistol is named "Heroine".

Han Dafu solemnly took the [Heroine] from Mo Zian, tightened the specially made silencer, and then loaded a full fifteen bullets into the magazine.

The wider grip provides more lateral space, so the bullets in the magazine of the [Heroine] are arranged alternately from left to right.

"Click...click".

With a gentle slide of the sleeve into the chamber, the mechanical action was exceptionally smooth and reliable. Han Dafu then disengaged the trigger safety.

"Old Bi, are you saying that the front safety will automatically disengage as soon as I pull the trigger?" Han Dafu asked.

"That's right." Mo Zian said with a hint of pride, "This safety and trigger mechanism are linked together, so there's no need to go through the hassle of opening the front safety anymore."

The design was based on Glock from his previous life, and Mo Zian replicated a similar effect with the help of Li Xinhuo.

The advantage of this safety design is obvious: it simplifies the firing action and greatly speeds up the firing time.

This is crucial in close-quarters combat, where a second earlier can determine life or death. Moreover, simplifying the firing action can reduce the chance of being exposed when making a sentry call.

The downside is that the structure is a bit more complicated, but Mo Zian thinks it's acceptable.

Han Dafu stood in front of the 40-zhang (20m) iron target, a dozen steps away.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

Han Dafu fired three shots in quick succession, and the iron target emitted three crisp sounds.

The firing range suddenly fell silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Hearing the faint sound of firing, the young men knew that as long as no problems arose during subsequent testing, the weapon would be considered a success.