Anyone who has seen a war blockbuster about the end of the 17th century in Europe should be familiar with such a scene:

The opposing sides lined up on both sides of the battlefield with muskets on their shoulders, and after receiving the order to attack, each side marched in unison to the rhythm of the drum music, and waited for each side to come within range.

The first platoon soldiers, raise their guns, shoot, snap, shoot, retreat, reload......

On the second row, raise the gun, shoot, snap and snap......

Since both sides were within range, each side fell one on each side with the sound of crackling gunfire, which was a three-line firing queue.

This queue also has an elegant name - the queue to shoot the queue.

Although the Senhu Institute is now equipped with a new type of rifle, this thing is still too stumbling after all, not to mention the short range, poor power, and poor accuracy, and the time it takes to reload a bullet can kill a person.

If you want to get enough firepower, you can only work the queue, if one row is not enough, there will be two rows, and two rows will not be enough for three rows.

Of course, it is impossible for Liu Honggradually to let the army he has worked so hard to build to play and line up to shoot, but fortunately, Jiannu's side is playing with big swords and bows and arrows, and it doesn't hurt to use it.

"My lord, you're talking about the shooting queue, I naturally know, in fact, this kind of queue was used when I was in the mercenary group, it's very powerful!" Karl was somewhat surprised by the Commander's insight.

He has been in Daming for several years, not to mention the shooting queue, even this musket has just been developed, where have you ever seen a queue?

"Yes, yes, it's the queue that is being shot in line!" Liu Hong gradually blurted out.

Cal:......??

Uncle Song has no news on the fixed ammunition, presumably it is still under development, but the drill in the barracks about the queue for the guns has already begun.

There are 2,120 people in the Senhe Office, and even those who take AKMs have also played, and after several battles, there are only 109 AKMs left.

However, there were only ninety-nine equipped in the Thousand Households, and the extra ten brand-new AKs had been lying in Liu Hongji's ring space, and he had no intention of taking them out to use them.

And the ninety-nine currently equipped in the Thousand Households, due to excessive use and lack of attention to maintenance, the muzzle of the gun is rusty, even if the AK is durable, it is estimated that it will not be able to stand it in a few more battles.

There's no way, Daming has nothing this year, how to maintain it?

Besides, he is a college student, except for knowing how to sprinkle some rapeseed oil after the war, how can he know how to maintain it?

Liu Hong gradually thought about it, AK this thing, a good anus has to be used on the blade, and it can't be blind anymore!

Two thousand one hundred and twenty men were divided into seven squares, each with three rows of one hundred men each.

Carl became the acting coach, holding a gong in his left hand and a drumstick in his right.

"Raise your gun! Bell—" Karl gave the order, striking, and struck the gong casually.

Liu Hong gradually felt that this whole thing was like a competition with the grass platform team, and he almost laughed out loud.

But this is also something that can't be helped, the battlefield is full of artillery fire, no better than the barracks, even if you have a loud voice, at most you can only be heard by the people around you.

In order to concentrate fire to get the most out of the rifle, everyone must be in unison, and even in action.

The three-line shooting queue is divided into many steps only by loading, taking the fixed-loading paper-shell bullets that are relatively convenient to load as an example.

In the first step, the commander issues the order to reload, and the soldier picks up the gun and positions himself in a loading position.

In the second step, pull the lock back of the rifle, open the lid of the powder pool, and remove the fixed load from the ammunition pouch.

The third step is to bite the tail of the paper shell bullet (yes, you read that right, if you don't bite well, you have to eat gunpowder!). ), pour the gunpowder of the paper shell bullet into the pool, close the lid.

In the fourth step, the remaining gunpowder in the paper shell is poured into the barrel and the bullet is inserted into the barrel with the paper shell.

The fifth step is to take out the through strip from under the barrel, insert the through strip into the barrel, and pump the cha back and forth.

The sixth step is to return the passage to its original place.

The seventh step is to raise the gun, pull the lock, aim, and snap——。

Looks simple, right?

But to really be consistent, there are many factors to consider, the most important of which is psychological quality, you must know that it is a queue to be shot!

When I saw someone dead next to me, I still played with yarn when my psychology collapsed?

Da Ming didn't have a suitable musical instrument, or Niu Zhuang was clever and didn't know where to find a gong, so there was the current scene.

The soldiers in the first row of the seven queues raised their guns at the sound, and rows of targets stood about thirty paces away from the queue.

"Ready! Bell - "All soldiers hear the order to lock the door!"

"Aim! Bell—"

"Shoot! Bell-Bang-Bang-"

……

The serious barracks were organized like this, and Liu Hong gradually didn't know whether to laugh or laugh.

But it seems that the effect is not bad, and the platoon gun array fired three rounds, directly hitting the target thirty paces away.

The only problem is that the reload can't keep up, this is really damn!

And the gong, which is so thunderous, at least you have to let the craftsmen make an iron whistle or something.

While he was thinking about it, an open-top ox cart came from outside the barracks, with a large bamboo basket on it.

Uncle Song entered the barracks slowly, and when he saw that Liu Hongjian was also there, he hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

"My lord is here, the old man is planning to look for you! What do you see it is? Song Yingxing took a finger-thick, about an inch long paper tube from the bamboo basket behind him.

"Fixed-loading bullets?" Liu Hong's eyes lit up immediately.

"Yes, my lord, the old man successfully tried it yesterday, and today I want the soldiers in the barracks to try it again to see if there is anything that needs to be improved!"

Song Yingxing basically didn't leave the workshop except for sleeping in the past two days, in fact, the development of paper shell bombs is not difficult, and the only more troublesome point is the production of cylindrical paper shells.

The paper tube must be exactly matched with the barrel, neither too thick nor too thin, in order to achieve this accuracy, Uncle Song had to make a set of equipment for pressing cylindrical cardboard himself.

The two of them distributed the paper shell bullets one by one to the soldiers of a square team, and then Uncle Song personally demonstrated how to use them, but it was not too complicated, but it was a little awkward to bite the bullets with his mouth.

After a set of drills, Karl, who had been watching the new bullets from the sidelines, shouted in surprise.

"Oh my God! It's a genius invention! Carl exclaimed as he took a cardboard shell from the basket and looked at it.

Carl has never seen this kind of bullet, although the bullet is not complicated, but the loading time saved by this, he naturally knows as an instructor that on the battlefield, time is life!

This guy has stolen another trick for him! Liu Hong gradually thought maliciously.

He still hasn't figured out what this foreigner really wants, and he's been a little wary.

"My lord, there is a father-in-law outside who said that he is looking for you in an emergency!" A soldier came to give the report.

"Oh? Have you all found it here? Liu Hongji's face, which was still happy just now, immediately became gloomy.

PS: There will be more later.

PS: Recently, smoking has become more and more serious, I can't take two packs a day, and my body has begun to protest and cough all the time, and I made up my mind to quit smoking last night.

Talk about how I feel now, I don't feel too uncomfortable when I go to work during the day, and now I sit next to the computer and code words, and I suddenly feel a hundred claws scratching my heart, but I still have to quit, if the cold is re-pumped, add five more.

Smoking is harmful to health, is there a challenge together?