Rebirth of the 1980s: The Military Industry Empire

“The larger the caliber, the farther the range. However, 7.62mm is already the limit for sniper rifles. If you continue to increase the caliber, the recoil of the bullet will be too great.” Recovering from his surprise, Yang Zhaojun resumed his posture as a military industry expert.

“If the recoil is too great, find a way to solve it.” Qin Yang said easily, “If you give up because of the recoil, then what are you doing as a military research and development personnel? Wouldn’t it be better to stay at home with your wife and children and a warm bed?”

“Humph.” Yang Zhaojun glanced at Qin Yang with contempt: “During World War II, there were even 20mm anti-tank guns, but what was the use? Weren't they quickly eliminated? After so many years of development, firearms have matured. Deliberately using a different caliber to attract attention is meaningless. What is the use of your gun? Just to hit watermelons beyond a thousand meters?”

“Of course, there are many uses.” Qin Yang explained to everyone: “For example, if the target is in a room with a thousand meters of open ground outside, what should our sniper do if they want to snipe the enemy? Crawl over and disguise themselves to fire, making it difficult to even retreat? Or hide far away and fire from 1,500 meters away? Comrade expert, if it were you, what would you choose?”

Qin Yang still didn't know who this nitpicker was. Whoever confronted him, he would confront back. The words 'comrade expert' were spoken with sarcasm.

Yang Zhaojun's face was very unsightly, while Qin Yang continued to talk eloquently: “Large-caliber sniper rifles are bound to be a development trend. On the battlefield, they have long range, high precision, and great power, and they have a wide range of uses. If the enemy is hiding behind a wall, the shooter can even fire at the wall and directly create a hole. Even if it's not precise shooting, the flying bricks will kill the enemy. I don't know if there are any 12.7mm machine gun designers present who should know how powerful this kind of bullet is, right?”

An expert nodded: “Indeed, 12.7mm bullets can achieve this effect. Not to mention hitting earthen walls, if you use special bullets, hitting a light armored vehicle is no problem.”

“That's right!” Qin Yang took over the conversation: “That's how it is! Our gun is not only used to hit people, but also to hit other targets, vehicles, radar stations, and even airplanes, etc. We fire from a distance and run away after shooting!”

“Humph, it sounds better than it sings, but it also depends on the accuracy. The recoil of a 12.7mm bullet is very large. Hitting a coin at 500 meters and a watermelon at 1,000 meters? The bullet might have already flown away.” Yang Zhaojun was still saying sarcastic remarks.

“Whether it can hit or not, we don't have the final say.” Qin Yang said: “We have to actually fire a shot to know. Please, comrades from the shooting range, carry the target to a thousand meters away, and also stick a coin in the center of the target's ten ring.”

“What did you say?” Yang Zhaojun widened his eyes in surprise: “You want to hit a coin a thousand meters away? Do you know how high the precision needs to be? Humph, your 960 factory has developed an air gun that can hit whatever it points at within a hundred meters, and you don't know the immensity of heaven and earth?”

“Comrade expert, you don't believe it?”

“Only a fool would believe it.”

“Then let's make a bet?”

“Okay! Let's bet a hundred yuan!”

“Betting money with us? You should know how rich our 960 factory is, right? We recently signed a foreign trade contract for five million US dollars.” Qin Yang glanced at Yang Zhaojun with disdain: “Betting this has no meaning for us.”

“Then what do you say we bet?”

“Whoever loses will take off their pants and run around the shooting range with their bare ass!”

Pfft! Someone laughed.

Leader Fang was sitting there with a straight face, not knowing what to say. There had never been such a reckless person in the military industry system! It was the first time he had seen someone with Qin Yang's personality. However, what he was more concerned about was whether this gun could hit a coin a thousand meters away.

If it really could hit, then it would be a huge achievement! If this kind of weapon were to reach the battlefield, wouldn't it make the enemy cry like ghosts and howl like wolves?

“What, you don't dare?” Amidst the laughter, Qin Yang looked at Yang Zhaojun.

“Okay, I'll bet! I don't believe that your 960 factory's gun can have this kind of precision. We have to say the ugly things first. If you lose, I don't want you to take off your pants, I want him!”

Yang Zhaojun's finger pointed at Qin Baoguo.

In that instant, Qin Yang's gaze turned ice-cold.

This guy actually pointed the finger at his father? He's courting death!

“Humph, you're just a young man, even if you make a fool of yourself, you're not afraid. We have to be equal!”

“Alright, stop fooling around.” Leader Fang finally spoke: “Young man, get ready, let's see if this gun can open our eyes.”

“Okay.”

This 'okay' was not from Qin Yang, but from Qin Baoguo. His gaze was also ice-cold as he looked at Yang Zhaojun: “I agree to this condition!”

“You guys! Really, do you still have me, this old man, in your eyes?” Leader Fang was annoyed.

He knew that the atmosphere was getting heated. Competition between subordinate ordnance factories was something he liked to see. Only competition could lead to development. However, it was not good to get to the point of taking off pants and running around with bare asses. If this matter were to spread, the other aerospace and other systems would laugh at them!

“Okay, let's first show it to the leaders and colleagues.” Qin Yang said, putting down the gun and taking out a box from the car.

Amidst the surprised gazes of the crowd, Qin Yang first took out a combination of three hemispheres and a baffle arrow and stuck it in the ground.

The three hemispheres rotated, and the baffle arrow also pointed to the side.

“Anemometer and wind vane?” Someone recognized it.

“That's right, wind speed 3, direction due east.” After reading these, Qin Yang continued to take out various instruments: “Air temperature 26 degrees, air pressure 1013 millipascals. Next, it's time to measure the target distance.”

Saying that, another thing was moved down from the 212. This thing needed power! When they saw its outline, someone was surprised: “Is that a laser rangefinder used on tanks?”

“That's right.” Qin Yang turned on the instrument. After warming up, it showed the reading: “Distance to the target is 980 meters, forget it, that's it!”

Next, Qin Yang took out a calculator and started pressing it.

“Humph, I've never seen a sniper use so many things!”

“A frog in a well, of course, has shallow knowledge.” Qin Yang glared at him and then went to fiddle with the scope on the rifle.

Qin Baoguo's gaze changed from doubt to trust. He had only been betting out of anger and to support his son, but now his attitude had changed.

As a technical person, Qin Baoguo knew that there were too many factors to consider when hitting a coin a thousand meters away. It was necessary to measure the distance, direction, wind speed, wind direction, temperature, air pressure, and other factors that could affect the trajectory, and then calibrate and correct the gun's trajectory.

Now that his son was doing everything in a professional manner, he had a premonition: his son might actually succeed!

Qin Yang finished all the work, picked up the sniper rifle and placed it in the shooting position. The front bipod was propped up, he adjusted the butt a few times in the back, then steadily gripped the gun and pulled the bolt.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still.