(2016-08-19) Guns, Lots of Guns.
Guns. Lots of Guns.
Summary: A rolls log – Mon makes up more M0s and prototypes for her light carbine/pistol design.
Date: 2016.08.19
Related: None

<OOC> Rolls for M0 Production:
<FS3> Monica rolls Machining: Good Success.
<FS3> Monica rolls Mechanic: Good Success.
<FS3> Monica rolls Metal Casting: Failure.
<FS3> Monica rolls Metal Casting: Success.
<FS3> Monica rolls Gunsmith: Great Success.

Monica spends a busy 10 days in the machine shop. Very busy days. For the moment she lets the Hack-Drone-Into-Missile problem sit in the back of her mind while she makes guns. As Neo once said, lots of guns. Twenty-five M0 barrels are cold-forged out by the rotary hammer machine, heat treated, and tested, once with a full power M0 cartridge, once with a special, double pressure cartridge. Each one is inspected with a micrometer to make sure nothing has bulged. It's a red letter day. None of them do. "Go figure," Mon says. "I finally have a use for barrels that don't pass muster, and they all come out fine.

Monica sets up the templates and jigs and fairly swiftly runs out the rest of the parts for each rifle, breach blocks, ring seals, loaders, ejectors, operating levers, gas cylinders and pistons, all that, twenty-five each. She inspects each one against the somewhat battered spiral notebook, obviously stolen from some school child, from the pony stickers on the cover, labeled M0 Specs. Manufacturing isn't exciting work. It's exacting, and it takes all her concentration, freeing her subconscious to pick at the drone problem. Then come the castings. They don't go well. Molds collapse, the aluminum is too cold, then it's too hot. She finally chucks that batch and goes scavenging.
<FS3> Monica rolls Search: Good Success.

Monica finds a car with an aluminum block V8. It takes her hours to strip it down, hours to break it up into chunks small enough to fit in her diesel furnace, but Mon's determined that way. She checks her patterns and sets up to do fewer castings at once, and cast the shells over a couple of days.

Over the next two days, she gets all the M0 castings done and cooling while she makes the other parts.

<OOC> Rolls for CP-1 prototypes
<FS3> Monica rolls Machining: Good Success.
<FS3> Monica rolls Mechanic: Good Success.
<FS3> Monica rolls Metal Casting: Success.
<FS3> Monica rolls Search: Good Success.

On Wednesday, she lays out two new forms. Smaller, lighter, pistol-sized forms, and pours them. While they're cooling she mills the M0 stock halves smooth, then begins assembling M0s, hydraulic pressing out magazine parts with the shop press, putting those together. By the end of Thursday, she has twenty M0s assembled, with two magazines each.

On Friday, she finally checks the new castings and pronounces them good. She selects one M0 barrel from the pile marked "bad", and looks it over. "Yeah, this is a good candidate. Just a slight bulge in the breach, where the pressure is highest." She measures six inches off it and cuts it there, then slices off the bulged breach. She then turns out two revolver cylinders, bores them for five rounds each, with a simple, stepped bore, narrower at the front end.

The rear seals are more complicated. Five M0 ring seals get attached to the rear seal mechanism. She installs that and the cylinder and checks that she can retract the seal all the way, and that the break action built into the castings works. She cuts a seal ring notch in the barrels and seats an M0 seal ring in each one, then bolts the barrels - upside down, with the gas cylinders up - into the revolvers. No fancy hide glue bedding, just bolts. M0 hammer spring, linear hammer, remarkably few parts. These new guns are designed to be even easier to manufacture than the M0, and they share quite a few parts with it.

A little filing here, measuring, and jotting down in a different notebook labeled CP-1-R1. When she's done, in addition to the stock of M0s and spare parts, she has two brand new guns the world has never seen before, a revolver and a revolver-carbine. Ammunition? That will have to come later.

Exhausted, Mon looks into the drone.

<FS3> Monica rolls Alien Tech: Failure.

Monica shakes her head. It still all looks like snakes in Easter grass to her.

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