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After arranging Lou Gao's affairs, Quan Yi went to the first blacksmith shop.
Unlike Lou Gao's workshop, the first blacksmith shop carried another important task.
That was weapon development.
In the past year, Quan Yi and Blacksmith Yuan developed firearms to match smokeless gunpowder.
Ever since Quan Yi changed the bullets to fixed cartridges with metal casings,
the development of firearms completely deviated from the muskets of the black powder era.
In order to maximize the power of smokeless powder metal cartridge ammunition, Quan Yi and Blacksmith Yuan jointly developed a terrifying weapon of mass destruction.
And today was the day to formally test its power.
It was built before Quan Yi went to the Star Dou Great Forest, but due to its powerful performance, the existing shooting range could not fully test its data.
Therefore, Quan Yi decisively built a dedicated shooting range.
Quan Yi came to the research institute and walked into the room, only to find it empty.
Quan Yi was not surprised, he quickly walked to a corner of the room.
The corner of the room was empty, but Quan Yi pressed a part of the wall next to it, and the smooth surface dented in as he pressed.
"Click!"
The sound of mechanical rotation sounded, and the ground in front of Quan Yi slowly rose, revealing stairs leading downwards.
Quan Yi slowly walked down the stairs, and as Quan Yi went deeper, the wide-open entrance slowly closed.
After the entrance closed, a faint soft light emanated from the end of the dim passage, so that people could see the situation under their feet.
The stairs dropped straight down, descending about four or five floors, and Quan Yi walked into an incomparably spacious underground space.
The underground space was about two thousand meters long and wide, and six meters high, and all six sides were covered with hard granite.
All kinds of lamp-shaped soul guides were inlaid everywhere on the walls, providing light for the dim underground space.
Under the illumination of the light, Quan Yi could see the shooting channels marked out in the underground space.
Quan Yi's side was the shooting position, and the opposite side was the location of the shooting target.
However, the shortest distance to the shooting target here was also three hundred meters.
He stood in the middle shooting position and waved to Quan Yi: "Young Master!"
Quan Yi walked to Blacksmith Yuan's side and said, "Why are you here alone?"
Blacksmith Yuan touched the huge gun barrel placed on the shooting table and said, "I'm not very relieved to leave this thing here, so I come to see it every day these days."
Quan Yi's eyes followed Blacksmith Yuan and moved to the shooting table, where he saw a strangely shaped gun standing on the shooting table.
It was composed of a gun body and a triangular support, so it could stand on a flat surface without anyone holding it.
What's even more peculiar was that a belt of strung metal-cased bullets was connected to one side of the gun body.
Quan Yi's eyes were full of heat as he looked at it, and its name in his previous life flashed through his mind.
Maxim heavy machine gun.
Quan Yi smiled and said, "I want to test its power now."
Blacksmith Yuan replied: "I have been preparing these days, Young Master can test its power at any time."
Blacksmith Yuan stepped aside to make way for Quan Yi.
Quan Yi turned sideways and grasped the grip behind the gun body.
The cold metallic texture from the palm of his hand did not extinguish the heat in Quan Yi's heart at all.
Quan Yi straightened the gun body and looked forward, only to see a thick steel plate placed one thousand meters away in this passage.
Moreover, this was just the first one, and behind it, several equally spaced steel plates were neatly stacked.
Quan Yi stared at the front and decisively fired the first bullet.
"Pa pa pa pa pa"
In just an instant, brilliant flames burst out from the cold barrel, and countless bullets, like raindrops, quickly hit the steel plate a thousand meters away.
"Clang clang clang clang."
In an instant, the huge steel plate five centimeters thick was shot into a sieve by Quan Yi's heavy machine gun.
"Bang!"
In less than thirty seconds, the front steel plate collapsed, and the second steel plate behind it began to withstand the attack of the heavy machine gun.
The strong smell of gunpowder, the sound of bullets hitting the steel plate, and the clanging of the falling shells together constructed the tragic sound of death.
If such a sound were placed on the surface, it would definitely be noticed by the surrounding people.
No wonder Quan Yi wanted to build the shooting range deep underground.
The loud noise and fire lasted for a very short time. After a minute, the gun stopped firing.
Hundreds of bullets loaded on the ammunition belt were exhausted in a short minute.
Quan Yi looked at the two steel plates that were shot through by the machine gun and said loudly: "Cool! Blacksmith Yuan, we succeeded!"
Blacksmith Yuan was completely stunned on the side at this moment, staring blankly at the terrifying scene in front of him.
Although, as the forger, Blacksmith Yuan knew its power best, this knowledge was only theoretical.
Today, after witnessing its true power with his own eyes, Blacksmith Yuan was also very excited.
"Young Master, we succeeded."
Quan Yi was still a little unsatisfied and said to Blacksmith Yuan: "Are there any bullets left?"
Blacksmith Yuan opened the ammunition box next to him, carried it to the side himself, and reloaded Quan Yi.
Quan Yi grasped the gun handle again and fired forward.
"Ta ta ta ta."
The line of bullets, under Quan Yi's control, carved a circle on the third steel plate.
After a minute, the new ammunition belt was exhausted.
Blacksmith Yuan immediately took out a new ammunition belt and seamlessly loaded it for Quan Yi, and Quan Yi continued to shoot at the steel plate.
After the third ammunition belt was used up, an ear-piercing steam sound rang out from the cold barrel.
White steam emanated from the channel on the side of the barrel.
This was a cold water pipe designed to cool the heating barrel.
Therefore, its barrel was also a circle thicker than other barrels.
Quan Yi vented to his heart's content. Five ammunition belts, more than a thousand bullets, were vented on the steel plate in just a few minutes.
When the water inside the barrel was completely evaporated and all the prepared bullets were used up, Quan Yi reluctantly let go of his hands.
He laughed loudly and said: "Blacksmith Yuan, with it, our Quan family will have the power to change the entire continent."
Blacksmith Yuan stared at Quan Yi with a fiery heart and said: "Yes, Young Master, with it, no matter if we face thousands of soul masters, we can subdue them with bullets."
A scene appeared in his mind, that is, on an open battlefield, the enemy came with tens of thousands of soldiers.
And on their side, they only needed to build a line of defense and place a dozen machine guns carrying countless bullets.
A dozen minutes later, countless steel bullets pierced through the bodies of tens of thousands of people, leaving countless bright red blood on the ground.
Blacksmith Yuan felt a little cold in his heart at such a terrifying weapon.
