After dinner the next day, Liu Hongjian went to the palace with a bull stick mallet, and each of them carried an AKM behind him, and took over the task of training the palace guards to practice marksmanship.

There is an old man Liang who is busy with work on the side of Jinyiwei, the old Liang is old and serious, and he is doing things safely, and Liu Hongjian is also happy to be idle, so he should travel to the palace.

I've seen the power of AKM, and I can't stop playing with it in my hand along the way.

When he arrived at the Qianqing Palace, Chongzhen, who had already gone down to the early dynasty, gave Liu Hongjian a waist card, and with this waist card, he could freely enter and leave the palace in the future, without having to let the guards report back and forth every time.

Chongzhen was very diligent, and he had to deal with the folds handed over from all over the country under the court, and among the emperors before him, all the twists and turns were handled by the cabinet, and then handed over to the eunuch of the ceremonial eunuch Bingbi to wear red, and finally selected a few important ones to hand over to the emperor.

When it came to Chongzhen's day, he didn't want to wear red, he took care of all the affairs by himself, and his level of effort was comparable to that of his ancestor workaholic Zhu Chongba.

Of course, Chongzhen didn't have time to go to such a thing as a professor shooting, so he assigned Cao Wentai, the commander-in-chief of the 3,000 battalions.

Due to the loud gunfire of the AKM, the training ground was set on the Banzai Mountain in the north of the Imperial City, when Chongzhen said Banzai Mountain, Liu Hong was gradually stunned for a moment, so familiar name, oh remember, this Banzai Mountain is not a coal mountain? Well! I'll have to look for the crooked neck tree in a moment.

Liu Hongjian is 175 tall, which is already 'tall and straight' in the Ming Dynasty, Cao Wentai's height is the same as Niu Zhuang, and he is half a head taller than Liu Hongchuan, Liu Hongjian estimated that there must be at least 185, which is an outlier in the Ming Dynasty.

But Cao Wentai and Niu Zhuang stood together but were extremely incongruous, because Cao Wentai was too thin, thin like a slender bamboo pole, and it was said that he was still a master of hidden weapons.

He was a man of few words, and along the way, Liu Hong gradually continued to tinker with Cao Wentai to show his hand, and Cao Wentai finally couldn't bear his bewitchment, and took out a fly from his waist, and waved his right hand like lightning.

I saw a partridge on a branch not far away, which landed in response, and fluttered its wings, making Liu Hong stunned.

Cao Wentai just smiled, indicating that it was just a trivial matter.

After walking for a while, Liu Hongjian finally found a crooked neck tree, although I don't know if this one is the one found by Emperor Chongzhen, it just so happens that there is a flat land around this tree, and that is you.

Liu Hong gradually took out a box of bullets from his waist like a trick, and then took out a box of bullets, and Cao Wentai was stunned.

A box of 60 rounds, all Liu Hongjian could do was to teach the two of them to simply press the bullets, load the magazine, and how to open the safe, how to pull the bolt, how to cut single shots, bursts, and how to end the gun to reduce recoil.

As for the others, I'm sorry, Liu Hongjian is also a layman, and he basically relies on luck to shoot, and he is also very helpless.

originally thought that Cao Wentai, as a master of hidden weapons and a martial arts family, should learn how to shoot a gun, but in fact, it was the opposite, but it was a rough bull and a big stick mallet, who used a firearm when he was in Beijing, and he only fiddled for a while before suddenly hitting the crooked neck tree.

Cao Wentai is usually used to swords, and he scoffs at firearms or something, so much so that he fiddles with them for a long time, and he doesn't understand what is famous.

The Ming Dynasty's firearms not only had a short attack range and poor accuracy, but also were very troublesome to reload, and at that time, Cao Wentai was confident that his throwing knife had already killed the enemy.

But it wasn't until he saw the bull's big stick mallet burst out several times in a row, hitting the thick crooked neck tree with gunholes and green smoke, that Cao Wentai couldn't help but stand on the spot.

Then Cao Wentai was more interested than Niu Zhuang, and asked Niu Zhuang to teach him with a shy face, Liu Hong gradually saw that the two were getting better, so he instructed the two, first, never point the muzzle of the gun at their own people, and second, not to shoot out a shuttle of bullets in one go.

AK series guns are very durable, but all guns are afraid of continuous and uninterrupted shooting, and overheating of the muzzle will quickly reduce the service life of the gun.

After all, he only has these one hundred and twenty guns, and one less bad one, and with the industrial level of the Ming Dynasty, it is almost irreplaceable.

Watching the two of them shoot each other, Liu Hong, who was bored, gradually sat on the grass on the side and began to study his ring.

After repeated testing, it was found that he could only put the original things out of the ring, such as he could easily take a gun out of it, or he could easily put it in.

But he couldn't put even a leaf from the outside world into the ring space, and then he found that the time in this ring seemed to be static, and the half-pack of Weilong he opened a few days ago was still thrown in the corner, not only was there no mildew, but even the smell couldn't be emitted.

His Huawei mobile phone, in the ring, can't even turn on, but after getting outside, turn it on, the date still points to the date he just crossed, he threw the turned on phone into the ring, and the phone immediately went black.

The mobile phone really can't find any signal in this world, it seems that it can only be a camera than nothing, well, maybe you can be a flashlight at night, and you can make a little money by taking pictures of people when you have no money.

There seems to be a small video that is not embarrassing inside, he secretly clicked in, and the sound of ah-ah came from the mobile phone, thanks to Niu Zhuang and the two of them concentrating on handjob, they didn't pay attention, and Liu Hong, who was weak-hearted, hurriedly turned it off.

In order to save power, he simply turned off the data, WIFI, Bluetooth, although there is a solar power bank, but this thing has a lifespan, and the ghost knows if he can go back in this life.

And then there's that pair of walkie-talkies.,This thing may have a greater role than a mobile phone.,The two armies are at war.,With this thing.,Orders go up and down.,Arrange troops.,Like arms and fingers.,It's just an artifact.,There's wood.。

On the contrary, it seems that the pile of books is useless now, and in the situation outside, a chaotic group of people want money or not, and they want soldiers without soldiers, and the development of industry needs a stable social environment and a strong political support.

Now there is neither, fortunately, Daming is not dead, with the next plan, Daming will at least not be short of money, with money, and then encourage the emperor to train more soldiers, and solve the internal peasant army as soon as possible.

Perhaps at that time, the pile of books will be useful, mining and steelmaking, shipbuilding and going to sea, sailing to Southeast Asia, and fighting Malacca with the Franco, the Britannia, and the former sea coachmen.

There is gold from the Americas, silver from Australia, and diamonds from Africa, my God, it's exciting to think about.

But everything has to come step by step, the dream comes back to reality, look at this mess, it's really broken.

"Master, get out of the way!"

While thinking about it, I suddenly heard the cry of the cow's big stick mallet, and then I saw that it was dark in front of me, and it turned out that the crooked neck tree was finally unable to resist the repeated torture of the two AKMs.

The thick trunk of the bowl fell violently in the direction where Liu Hong was sitting.

"Your second uncle......"