An Unscientific Mechanic

In a blink of an eye, Ian has entered the third year of studying at the National University of Defense Technology. Whether it is the theory related to ms in reality, the classical weapon theory in the system, or the new theory derived from the theory in reality, Ian thinks that he has reached a certain height. The development of an innovative artillery system can begin.

So he really started designing...

A few months have passed. After referring to the design of several classic artillery such as the decree-style long-barreled rapid-fire gun and the Oerlikon 35mm anti-aircraft gun, Ian designed his first weapon in life, the 155mm 70-caliber rapid-fire gun with an estimated rate of fire of 700 rounds per minute. You can choose anti-air guided warheads, anti-air armor-piercing shotguns, anti-air delay/impact high-explosive shells, armor-piercing shells, armor-breaking shells, and armor-piercing shells More than ten types of ammunition are the heroes of rapid-fire guns...

In addition, remove the breech mechanism and replace it with a more streamlined loading machine, the rate of fire is reduced to 2 rounds per second, and it can also be loaded into a tank turret...

"System, can it simulate the artillery I tested?"

"Okay, the blueprint is being deduced, please wait a moment."

For some reason, Ian could hear the relief of "the pigs I raised at home have finally started to grow cabbage" from the calm electronic synthetic voice of "this machine needs assistance" that has not changed for thousands of years...

After several hours, the system was finally tested.

"The artillery designed by the host has a high degree of completion, but there are still some structures that need to be improved. The improvement suggestions are as follows..."

Listening to the system's unwavering voice, Ian also began to modify the design drawing. Watching the red-marked parts on the 3D design drawing in his mind turn green one by one and pass the system's review, Ian's mouth gradually emerged like an old mother. smile.

"The final test results show that the limit rate of fire is 900 rounds per minute, the recommended rate of fire is 750 rounds per minute, and the muzzle velocity is 1600 m/s. Under the limit rate of fire, the rifling will wear out after 500 rounds, and the gun will break out after 700 rounds. Tube melting or bombing. The recommended rate of fire will be extended to 1200 rounds and 2000 rounds. 30 short bursts will be extended to 5000 rounds. Melting will not happen, and the incidence of bombing accidents is less than 1/10,000.”

"The artillery system has passed the system review and can be considered as a weapon system that can be put into use. Do you want to upload the blueprint?"

"Can you design and upload by yourself?"

"Yes, please name the host, the default name: Unnamed Project-1"

"Where did you get photoshop..."

"It's Tradition"

"...well, named 155-70 RPM Rapid Fire Weapon Module"

"Naming confirmed, uploaded."

Seeing the weapons he designed appeared in the system database, Ian was very happy and even wanted to dance.

The roommates who came back from the meal pushed the door open and found Ian flailing his limbs and dancing a street dance that he didn't know where he learned, and he was stunned at the door...

This thing really jumped up...

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An embarrassing line of silence—

ah! ah! ah! Wang!

"Ahem...my cannon is finished, can you help me with the trial?"

"It's done?!" Makarov and the other two roommates looked at Ian in shock.

They already knew that Ian was designing the cannon by himself. After all, the four of them had brainstormed a lot in the past few months and fought against each other, but it was just a private wrangling. They never thought that the cannon would still be completed. one day.

Ian turned around and opened the blueprint before the system audit, "Come on, help me take a look."

The three roommates squeezed away from Ian in an instant, and got in front of the computer. Even Makarov, who has always been stable, blushed with excitement... After all, the birth of this child is also due to the three of them.

The three people were chattering and arguing. Occasionally, when a problem was found, Ian would call out the correction suggestions given by the system for comparison. After a few days, the three people found out about seven or eight of the problems found by the system, and a considerable number of problems They all gave their own satisfactory modification plan.

"System, what's the plan they gave?"

"Compared to the host's solution, it is better, but the system gives the best choice."

"Why are they so confident? Maybe the plan proposed by their intuition is better?"

"This machine is selected through the exhaustive method. More than 5 million shooting experiments have been carried out in the practical space, and the optimal modification plan has finally been summarized."

"Puff...cough cough cough cough..."

Ian, who was almost choked to death, looked confused.

"Shouldn't you say that this machine draws conclusions through data calculations, comparing ancient and modern blueprints..."

"Practice is the only criterion for testing truth. The host should have learned this sentence in a junior high school political textbook."

"……you win."

Bringing the drawings revised with his roommates, Ian was going to show his face to the artillery design teacher in the school, to see if he could use it as a stepping stone to book a scientific research institute or a military enterprise in advance.

Putting the USB flash drive in his pocket, he was about to go out when he suddenly remembered that Makarov came from a military family, so he might be able to help find a more suitable person.

"Old horse, can you find an expert on artillery? I want to see how this gun looks in the eyes of experts."

"Not sure, I'll ask at home."

After that, he picked up his mobile phone and dialed the number at home.

"Hello, please transfer to Colonel Smirnoff, I am his son, I need to find my father, thank you."

Well, it seems that Uncle Xiong's family is full of colonels...

After Lao Ma emphasized that he also participated and that there were no major problems under the review of the four outstanding students, Lao Ma's father agreed to find an old friend of his in North Industries to find a not-busy expert to evaluate.

Not long after, an email was sent to Lao Ma's cell phone.

After Ian sent the design drawings over, the four of them went to a hot pot off campus to celebrate the completion of the first design drawing.

And in the office of an academician of North Industries, which they couldn't see, a group of academicians saw this student's debut work.

Academician of the Human Revolutionary Academy of Sciences and artillery expert Academician Wang invited some old classmates and comrades in arms to recall the glorious years in his office. The classmate thought about a new cannon and wanted to ask someone to evaluate it.

Academician Wang glanced at the old experts in the room, and then followed up with his words, just as a pastime after dinner.

I called the secretary to take a few military tablets, and let the old comrades look at the works of the military school dolls.

Opening the drawings, the old man was very pleasantly surprised, the structure is reasonable and clear, many structures have applied relatively mature technology. Cheerfully gave a comment:

"The current doll is not simple."

The more I looked at it, the more frightened I became, the talking and laughing office became completely silent. I read the drawings page by page, went to look at the CAD model, and went back to compare the drawings. After repeated checks, the old man raised his head and looked at the old comrades who also became serious. He sighed again.

"The current doll is not easy."

"Director Liu, I'll send you a copy of the fire gun paper, and test it after trial production of 10 doors."

A few hours later, the artillery tests were over.

Several old experts looked at the report in their hands with smiles on their faces. Although it has flaws, it is still an excellent weapon. The most important thing is that it is completely free! A general-purpose artillery module that can be mounted on ships, tanks, ms or fortifications. Excellent versatility can save a lot of money.

At the same time, a variety of ammunition designs also opened the door to a new world for them. They looked at each other and nodded to confirm each other's thoughts. In the end, it focused on an old man: "Old Zhang, you brought a doctor there, what do you think?"

"How else can I look at it? After eating the blueprints, Lao Wang took the lead in declaring the project and then improving it. Send someone to bring the master copy of the blueprints to carry out the confidentiality process, and bring the four dolls over to discuss the distribution of graduation. Let's go, let's work. go."

Ten minutes after the old men left, the school's gendarmerie knocked on the door of Ian's dormitory, and the students who only wore underpants saw the heavily armed gendarmerie in chaos.

"Did you send a document to Academician Wang of the Human Revolutionary Union Academy of Sciences?"

The four nodded.

"Has the material been disseminated to others?"

The four shook their heads.

"Is the only piece of information stored in this computer?"

The four nodded.

"Well, you have ten minutes to get dressed. Academician Wang hopes to have an interview with you. We will gather downstairs in 10 minutes, and the helicopter will arrive at the school airport in 15 minutes." Then the leading military police put the computer mainframe into a three-proof transport box and dragged it gone.

"Damn it, this stepping stone has turned into a breaking c4..."

Ian is so messed up...

Makarov's resolute face was also extremely messy. He, who has always acted prudently, finally did something unreliable. He turned on his mobile phone and sent a message to his father: Dad, your son has been tricked by you. We He was taken away by the military police, and he came to find people when he was free. Makarov Sminov's last pen.

Then the four of them got fully dressed and boarded the helicopter to North Industries.

At 10:00 the next day, the four of them sat in the academician's office after a short rest in the guest house. Two guards and two gendarmes of a division commander Mao Xiong stood at the door. Sitting inside the door were Colonel Smirnoff, who asked his superiors to ask for leave overnight to watch the fun, Uncle Bear, and the old men who had a tea party in the office yesterday.

Little Smirnoff was rather embarrassed... because he left his phone in the dormitory and left after sending the message, scaring his father enough. Old Smirnoff didn't know what happened in the middle, but he couldn't get through to his son again, and he couldn't talk to his old comrade-in-arms because of the confidentiality regulations. He only said that a confidential person was taken to North Industries.

Although the old Smirnoff, who was relieved to hear that his son hadn't gone to prison, was really curious about what his son had done, so he came home with his young Uncle Xiong.

"Little classmate, come and tell the old man, who designed this cannon."

The other three turned their heads to stare at Ian. Following their gaze, everyone in the room stared at Ian.

"The report was originally designed by me. During the discussion with three students, I improved and improved a lot of structures. The three students also contributed a lot."

"How much do you think your own work takes up?"

"80%."

"Then other people can call it assistance or checking for gaps and filling in gaps."

"Report, yes."

"Then let's discuss your graduation assignments."