3D Printed Tiny GOLDEN R.E.P.O. Robot #repo #3dprinting

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I loveeee, I loveeee, I loveeeee. Since there was MASSIVE demand for a yellow mini croucable REPO robot.

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Link to the model in YT bio or description! Like and sub other wise tung tung wil get you

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*aggressive coughs*" MAKES ME LAUGH🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

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How an AK-47 works, in case you were wondering at 3AM:

So, imagine you’re holding an AK-47, also known as the Avtomat Kalashnikova model 1947, a legendary piece of Soviet engineering birthed from the cold, oil-stained dreams of post-war necessity. When you pull the trigger—not just any trigger, but a curved lever of destiny—you set in motion a mechanical symphony of explosive precision. The trigger engages the hammer, a chunk of metal with one purpose: to slam forward with righteous fury. It strikes the firing pin, which then jabs the primer of the 7.62x39mm cartridge, tucked neatly in the chamber like a warrior in waiting.

At that exact moment, chemical magic happens. The primer ignites the powder inside the round. A controlled explosion erupts, building up thousands of pounds of pressure in a confined steel space. That pressure has nowhere to go—except forward. The bullet, a copper-jacketed messenger of Newtonian revenge, is thrust through the rifled barrel, spinning with stabilizing grace as it exits at nearly 715 meters per second.

But that’s not all. While the bullet charges forward, gas from the explosion is siphoned through a tiny port in the barrel into the gas tube above. This redirected fury slams into a piston connected to the bolt carrier, pushing it backward. As it travels, it drags the bolt with it, which rotates and unlocks from the chamber like a puzzle piece solving itself in reverse. The spent casing, still smoking from its brief but violent life, is yanked out and flung aside with disrespectful efficiency.

Meanwhile, the recoil spring, ever patient, compresses with the bolt’s retreat. Then, with a metallic inhale, it pushes everything forward again. The bolt strips a fresh round from the magazine and shoves it into the chamber like a bartender slapping down another drink during a brawl. The bolt locks into place. The hammer resets. The weapon breathes, waiting.

And just like that, it’s ready to fire again. Bang. Bang. Bang. A cycle of fire and steel, forged for the battlefield, operating with mechanical poetry born of brutal simplicity.

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