Cutting-edge technology: Starting with individual stealth equipment

Chapter 54 Testing the Modified 191 Rifle

On the other hand, Lin Chuan was unaware that Qiu Zhanfeng, who had completely lost his composure, was secretly taking revenge on him by telling Qin Li about his relationship with Su Qingyue.

Lin Chuan has now returned to this military testing base.

This time, in addition to General Li and a few other familiar faces, there were several more people present: representatives from the General Armaments Department, experts from the China Ordnance Industry Group, and ammunition engineering experts from a certain research institute.

There was not much small talk.

The demonstration took place that afternoon at an indoor firing range at the base.

A soldier, dressed in an improved and optimized Shadow Combat Suit and holding a stealth version of the 191 precision rifle, stood in the middle of the firing range.

"Let's begin," General Li personally gave the order.

This soldier is already very skilled with the Shadow Suit; he was also one of the members in the last capture-the-flag exercise.

He pressed the activation switch on his combat suit, and with a flash of blue light, he disappeared from the spot.

The Type 191 rifle in his hand also faded rapidly, and then quickly disappeared without a trace.

Inside the firing range, the air was slightly distorted.

"biu! biu! biu!"

Three soft sounds were heard.

General Li, Wang Chengjun, and others who were observing immediately showed expressions of surprise.

"The gunshot was so quiet?"

Wang Chengjun immediately turned to Lin Chuan beside him and asked, "Comrade Lin Chuan, what is the decibel level of the gun you modified?"

"75 decibels."

Lin Chuan's announcement of this number surprised everyone present once again.

Gunshots of 75 decibels do exist in the world, but they are usually from handguns.

As for rifles, whether they are equipped with suppressors or used with subsonic ammunition, it is difficult to consistently keep the noise level below 115 decibels.

The bigwigs and experts whispered among themselves, nodding from time to time, their eyes filled with admiration for Lin Chuan's genius.

At that very moment, three bullet holes appeared almost simultaneously on a target a hundred meters away.

Semi-automatic firing, one shot per second, with extremely high accuracy.

There was no muzzle flash, no smoke, no sound of spent cartridges hitting the ground, and no spent cartridges flying out.

"Change to a moving target."

On the other side of the range, several targets began to move along the track at speeds ranging from two meters per second to eight meters per second.

The soldier in charge of the test immediately took aim and aimed his gun.

"biu! biu...biu! biu...biu!"

Five shots, five moving targets, all hitting the head area.

During the firing, the position of the rifle was slightly moved as the soldier adjusted his posture.

But the muzzle remained stable without any noticeable jumping.

The muffler not only reduces the noise, but also acts as a recoil brake, reducing recoil by about 30 percent compared to the standard 191.

"Change to night vision."

The lights went out, and the firing range was plunged into darkness.

In the night vision goggles, nothing could be seen: no muzzle flash, no heat source, no visible light; only the target swaying within the crosshairs.

It's worth noting that the trajectory of a bullet does not produce a visible light path as depicted in movies and television.

In reality, the only luminous trails we see are from tracer bullets; ordinary bullets themselves do not emit light.

The bullet trails seen in movies and television are for the purpose of creating a sense of light and shadow.

"biu! biu! biu!"

Three more shots, all hitting their mark; this soldier's marksmanship was also quite outstanding.

Finally, the lights came back on.

General Li turned to the experts from the China Ordnance Industry Group: "What do you think of this gun?"

That expert was in his fifties and was an authority in the field of small arms in China.

He was silent for a moment, then said, "Frankly, I've been researching firearms my whole life, and I've never seen anything like this."

The expert picked up another modified Type 191 rifle and examined it from all angles.

"Seven chambers with progressively decreasing pressure, this design..."

He shook his head and said, "We've done similar research, but the volume was much larger than this."

Then he looked at the collection tank next to the ejection window.

"The design of this magnetic interface and guide plate for collecting cartridge cases is ingenious; it's simple and reliable."

Finally, he picked up a high-precision special bullet that had been fired.

"Low-characteristic propellants have a combustion temperature at least 200 Kelvin lower than traditional gunpowder, a flatter chamber pressure curve, and more complete energy release."

"As for my personal opinion, I think this weapon can be finalized directly. Its performance indicators fully meet the needs of stealth special operations, and I don't think there can be much improvement or optimization, unless it is replaced with an electromagnetic gun."

Upon hearing this, Lin Chuan said, "I've also considered electromagnetic guns; they're the most suitable weapon system for stealth warfare."

He then added, "It's still in the conceptual stage, and there are many technologies to overcome, especially the battery issue, but it's a research direction that our team is working hard on."

General Li was very satisfied and said with a smile, "No rush, take your time. We are already very pleased with how far we have come. For the first generation, let's solve the problem of whether we have it or not."

Lin Chuan nodded: "Understood."

In the days that followed, Lin Chuan and his technical team continued to conduct intensive testing and data collection on the improved combat uniforms and the stealth 191 rifle.

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Meanwhile, on a resort island in another region.

Zhou Zhanming, dressed in a flashy Hawaiian shirt and wearing Ray-Ban sunglasses, lay on a white deck chair with a glass of chilled juice on the small table next to him.

He's currently on vacation out of town.

After a while, Zhou Zhanming's subordinate came over and whispered a few words in his ear.

Zhou Zhanming took off his sunglasses and immediately sat up straight.

"What did you say?"

His subordinate lowered his voice and said, "The news is that the Su family's daughter is getting very close to a man named Lin Chuan, and their relationship is quite unusual."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhanming's brows immediately furrowed.

"Lin Chuan? Who? What is he? Where did he come from?"

"The founder of DeepBlue Technology."

"Deep Blue Technology?" Zhou Zhanming repeated, "I've never even heard of it."

"It's a company that was founded about a year ago."

Zhou Zhanming threw his sunglasses on the recliner, stood up, and glanced at his subordinate.

"What was his name again, Lin something?"

"Lin Chuan".

"Oh, Lin Chuan, do you have a photo of him?"

"have."

His subordinate responded and then took out his phone, pulled up a saved photo, and handed it to him.

Zhou Zhanming grabbed the phone, thinking that Su Qingyue had such high standards, he wanted to see just how capable Lin Chuan was that Su Qingyue could take a liking to him.

He glanced at the photo on his phone and, after seeing Lin Chuan's appearance, Zhou Zhanming's expression instantly changed from a smirk to a serious one.

Although unwilling to accept it, Zhou Zhanming knew that he was completely outmatched by the person in the photo, at least in terms of appearance, height, and physique. He also believed more than 80% of the information his subordinates reported because of this photo.

Damn it!

He cursed under his breath, then immediately tossed the phone to his subordinate and asked, "Who sent this message?"

"They didn't say, they just told you to check it yourself."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhanming gritted his teeth. Although Qin Li thought he was a fool, he wasn't that stupid.

This anonymous message was clearly someone trying to use him to target Lin Chuan.

But Zhou Zhanming didn't care about that at the moment. He didn't care who the messenger was; what he cared about most now was whether the message itself was true or false.

"That's enough playing around, let's go back to Xin'an." Zhou Zhanming said immediately, "Go and investigate right now, find out exactly who this pretty boy is and what his relationship is with Su Qingyue."

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