The gross profit of 1 yuan is not deliberately changing the topic to avoid the cold sea water punishment. There are countless sounds of paddling in the darkness in front of everyone.

The sea was pitch black, but three large ships were mooring a hundred meters away. Perhaps in order to reduce their own goals, most of the lights on the large ship were dark.

Then there were fires and faint starlight on the battlefield, and people could see something approaching the sea. The sound should be a small boat paddling.

"Silence...all are alert and ready to fight..." People let go of these warriors, picked up their rifles and formed a simple firepower network on the edge of the beach to welcome unidentified visitors.

As we got closer and closer, suddenly a bright light flashed from the sea opposite. It was the closed kerosene lamp that was opened rhythmically, and the flashing light was the commonly used communication signals of the Chinese navy.

"Don't shoot, it's the Navy..." Ma Hui growled, then pulled out an unused torch from his waist, tore open the oil paper sealed at the top, and lit it with a match.

The torch attracted visitors from the sea, and only the sound of a thrust of gun bolts was heard. The soldiers on the sea didn't know whether the shore was an enemy or a friend.

Ma Hui turned the torch three times clockwise in the air, and then turned counterclockwise and a half times. These codes met, which was the simplest identification code word in the new army.

"Brothers across the board, which part are you from?"

"General Xiang is on the shore, we are from the General Guard..."

"Damn! Mr. Long rushed up in person? What did you do? How could you let the commander go to the front line? I am Lin Zhen... and Qiu Wei and Yan Xing are all here. The Prime Minister asked us to support you..."

Lin Zhen’s voice is very familiar with Master Long. When the Ryukyu Uprising was in the Ryukyu uprising, Master Long knew him, who was a descendant of the Ryukyu local faction.

Xiang Shaolong walked to the front "Lin Zhen! How many people have you brought here? Will it affect naval operations..."

"Report to the General!" A salute voice in the darkness "The Prime Minister asked us to bring one hundred and fifty people. Although the number is not large, it brought you a batch of secret weapons!"

As the sound of the sampan finally showed its appearance, the naval soldiers jumped into the cold sea water that was waist-deep, dragging the wooden boat to the beach. Soon, one hundred and fifty carefully selected naval sailors stood on the beach waiting for the general's inspection. Each of them carried a huge wooden box, which seemed very heavy.

Everyone didn't know what medicine was selling in the Prime Minister's gourd. Master Long personally walked over and picked up a box with one hand. His five fingers in his right hand were like iron pliers, and he crushed the wooden box, revealing the straw inside.

Then he took out a large musket with a strange shape, "My God! What is this? Why is it as thick as a big bamboo pole..."

In his hand, Mr. Long had a strange rifle that was nearly one meter long. He said that the gun was strange because it was actually a mesmerizing gun. A long fuse was wrapped around the bolt before it was lit. It looked like it was not a rear loading, but a front loading.

What's even more bizarre is that the caliber of this rifle is so thick that it is as thick as a tea bowl, and the diameter is actually 120 mm. How could this be a musket? Isn't this a cannon?

Look at the barrel of the gun is one centimeter thick, and it is made of pure steel that is pressed into the hands. "What kind of gun is this? It must weigh fifty kilograms? Who can use this weapon except for the trainer?"

"Report to General, this is a new weapon developed by American engineers and teachers and students of Ryukyu University's engineering discipline according to the Prime Minister's idea. The Prime Minister named it the shotgun!"

"This is the most primitive model. According to the requirements, it should be a two-person operation. The bullet is such a paper-pack bullet..." Lin Zhen took out a paper-roll cylinder that was large on the caliber of the shotgun from under the box.

"There are two layers here. The lower layer is the gunpowder launching part, and the upper layer is the warhead with red paint. The principle is very simple... The fuse ignites the lower layer of pure gunpowder from the fire gate, and the huge explosion impact force knocks out the upper layer of warhead!"

"The upper warhead is a mixture of strong gunpowder, small iron nails and broken iron filings. It usually explodes ten meters away. Countless iron filings and iron nails will form an explosion ball, just like the principle of iron sand. No matter whether you have practiced the golden bell cover iron cloth shirt, you can shoot it into a sieve after one shot..."

"Wow..." Everyone exclaimed, "Be good, such a thick gun barrel, how much iron sand will be blown out in one breath?"

"Haha, the Ryukyu military factory has conducted an experiment. Once the warhead explodes, no grass will grow within five steps, and everyone will be injured within ten steps. Aren't the Rakshasa ghost strong and good at hand-to-hand combat? Then let them try this..."

Shotgun, also known as shotgun in later generations, is its combat principle: the past fired musket, which the Chinese call it musket.

Since human precision manufacturing technology is not yet mature, it is indeed difficult to manufacture small-caliber shotguns like later generations, and it is very complicated to create a rear-load shotgun.

But it is much easier to make the front-mounted shape. Not to mention the smooth-bore-style mesh gun, it can be done by Western engineers, even by skillful craftsmen from the Ministry of Industry of the Qing Dynasty.

If the gunpowder is not powerful enough, use the caliber to make up. The larger the caliber, the more powerful it is. What? You said it is too heavy and difficult to control? Get rid of it. There are more perverts in practicing martial arts in this era. The 120mm caliber shotgun, Long Ye, can fire with one hand.

If it really doesn't work, just use two people to cooperate with the manipulation. Anyway, there is no need to aim at this thing. It's all about killing and killing. Half of the street will be covered with iron sand after one shot.

"There are 50 boxes in total, each box has 5 shotguns, and the ones laid below are full of bullets... Save some use, there is no place to replenish these bullets after they are used up..."

"250 shotguns, please check it out..."

"It's a big deal! The battle has reached a stalemate. If you have new weapons, why don't you use them quickly..."

"You, you...you Fusang samurai, it's time for you to atone for your sins. If you don't want to be confined after the war, you have to use your merits to support it!"

"Now listen to my orders, protect the shotgun and transport it to the battlefield...you can go wherever the battle is the most intense!"

Shimazu Asuka, Maori I-yuan and their military salute, and then each unit held a shotgun and distributed a special shotgun package, shouting and rushed towards the most accumulated place on the battlefield.

"Damn it! I'll make you arrogant... rely on your strength to bully people, come on! The bastards will come up and fight with me! I'm not afraid of you..."

The experiment of new weapons is always exciting. Xiang Shaolong was carrying a shotgun in one hand. A paper bag of bullets had been installed inside the barrel, and the fuse had been lit. Now he is a damn ghost waiting to be delivered to the door.

The general guard protected Mr. Long and began to advance. Without running out more than a hundred meters, he saw gunfire suddenly sounding in a barn. Just as the guard company was looking for cover and shooting back, a squad of Russian soldiers suddenly rushed out of the right flank of the defense, holding a bayonet.

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Chapter completed!