Chapter 151: It's enough to have tempting carrots
As Liu Lang's sketch of the machine gun took shape little by little, Grunov's mouth gradually widened. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Although Grunov is not an expert in firearms, it does not mean that he can't understand the gun parts written by Liu Lang, which are all parts that he ideally produces according to metal stamping technology.
"How? Dr. Grunov, does this gun fit your design philosophy? Liu Lang is also very satisfied with his works, and the days in the military factory were definitely not in vain. That experience was simply tailor-made for him to cross over, otherwise, it would be okay for him to kill Japanese devils in this time and space, and he would really be blind if he made guns and cannons.
"Good gun, good gun, if you can make it, it's definitely a good gun." At this time, all Grunov's attention was focused on the sketch drawn by Liu Lang, and he muttered to himself.
"Of course it's a good gun, and if you can design it into a real thing, Doctor, I'm sure all enemies will only cry and moan under its gun." Liu Lang said proudly.
The MG42 had already proven its power with the blood of hundreds of thousands of Allied troops, and now, with the genius designers in front of them, the Japanese would have a taste of the power of the "Hitler chainsaw" in advance.
"The actual rate of fire is 1200 rounds per minute, the ultimate rate of fire is 1500 rounds, the effective range is 1000 feet, it can be used as a light machine gun and a heavy machine gun to suppress firepower, and it can still be used as an anti-aircraft anti-aircraft machine gun, my God, how can there be such a terrible killing weapon? This is definitely an epoch-making design. While looking at the sketch and muttering about the performance indicators that Liu Lang had marked on the paper after the completion of the firearm design, Grunov couldn't help but exclaim.
Although the data marked by Liu Lang far exceeds all the machine guns that Grunov knows now, and it is like a weapon of the future, Grunov has an illusion. When he turns this design into reality, the data should not be empty talk.
With a terrifying rate of fire of 1,200 rounds per minute, it can instantly sweep through a tree thicker than a person's thigh, and if it sweeps on a person, the miserable image is simply unimaginable.
"Colonel Liu, it is undeniable that this is an unprecedented machine gun in the history of mankind, and the person who designed it is undoubtedly a genius, or a demon, I don't want to know who he is, but I want to know who you want to design this weapon to use against?" After examining the sketch over and over again, Grunov finally raised his head, stared at Liu Lang with a pair of azure eyes, and asked very seriously.
"Doctor, does this matter?"
"It's important."
"Doctor, your country has paid a huge amount of war reparations after the defeat of the war, but the Western powers still treat you as a flood beast, restricting your industry and restricting your development, not to mention building artillery and warships, or even building a heavy machine gun, they will come out to interfere. However, the tenacious German people still persevered and persevered in moving forward. ”
"Yes, I am proud of my country, Colonel Liu, and thank you for your praise." When it comes to his country, he means that he is serious and serious, and his blue eyes are a little softer and prouder.
"But what would you do if your country was not only facing restrictions, but also being invaded, and your people and relatives were slaughtered?"
"Resistance, the Germans never leave their fate in the hands of others, we will let the invaders shed blood." Speaking of the past failures, the young Grunov became emotional.
"That country is not Germany, but us, our China, the Japanese have invaded our three northeastern provinces, and our 30 million compatriots are groaning under the iron hooves of the invaders. Now, they're in Shanghai, maybe Nanjing, Wuhan or even where you and I stand, they want it. You say, can we still get back? If you can't retreat, then there is only resistance, and my soldiers and I will always wait for them, you may not understand that word, you just need to understand that my soldiers and the guns in our hands are the final answer to the aggressor. Liu Lang patted the pistol he was wearing at his waist, his eyes were full of murder.
"I'm sorry, Colonel, please forgive me for questioning, you are an admirable soldier, and I believe that with a soldier like you, your country and people will win the final victory." Grunov said emotionally.
"Just, Colonel, are you sure you want to give me this blueprint? You have to know that if a weapon like this you designs is in the hands of those Yankees who only have money in their eyes, you will get more wealth than you can imagine. Grunov still didn't believe that Liu Lang would hand over such a completely epoch-making firearm to himself.
"No, no, Dr. Grunov, I don't think you fully understand what I mean. In my opinion, you are the only designer in the world who can turn this gun into a real thing, and if you don't, no one will be able to do it, not even the next ten years. As for the Yankees, hehe, let them drool over their dollars! Liu Lang also looked at the still young German genius expert and said very sincerely.
"Haha, Colonel, you not only have the wisdom of the Oriental, but also have a good sense of humor. That's right, let the Yankees drool! I have to admit that you moved me. The stern Germanic man showed a rare smile.
The U.S. government, which made a fortune from the world war, really doesn't have many people who like them except themselves, now or in the future.
"Colonel, I agree to help you make this firearm, but you must swear that you will never turn your gun on the Germans." Grunov's eyes were filled with Liu Lang's completely understandable seriousness and persistence.
Liu Lang had seen this kind of look in his instructors, in his comrades-in-arms who chose to stay behind to block the enemy, and when General Zhang Zhizhong announced the retreat of the whole army with heartache. A person who does not have a deep love for the country and the nation will never possess such attachment.
"Doctor, if this firearm can be successfully manufactured, it will be the result of a joint effort between you and me, and I agree to authorize the German government to produce it, but the patent fee should still be paid?" Liu Lang laughed and answered this question cleverly from another angle.
Although the Germans are about to flex their muscles to the whole world under the leadership of Hitler, who is about to come to power, what does that have to do with China? There is only one current enemy of China.
"Thank you for your generosity, the royalties you need will be paid by our government in strict accordance with the terms of our patents, I swear in the name of Germany." Grunov's eyes were full of emotion, and he said very seriously.
This firearm, which can be used as a light machine gun and a heavy machine gun, is not just a light weapon, but it is too important for Germany, which is currently severely restricted in the development of the military industry. With this machine gun, the Germans were able to knock out all their opponents in terms of fire support at the company and platoon level.
As it turned out, Grunov's conjecture was correct, and the MG42, which had been built a few years in advance, was frantically built by the Germans far more than it had ever been in time and space. In the face of the crazy flying bullets, whether it was the polar bear who fought on their backs or the American GIs who finally couldn't help but participate in the war to share the fruits of victory, they all knelt.
It was even more tragic than kneeling in the previous time and space. Liu Lang made a fortune, and obtained the world's leading precision machine tools from the honest and trustworthy Germans, which were converted in marks according to Liu Lang's requirements. Although the Germans, who had already started the war machine with all their might, also moved a little bit and raised the price several times, Liu Lang still laughed.
Those treasures, but money can't buy good things, especially after 1938.