Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 1022: Thunder Wolf Rifle
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The explosion on Tianguo Garden Avenue last night, and the battle on Seventh Avenue after that, everyone in this hall has heard of. Seeing Allen mentioned, Elon and the others turned their eyes to General Slin. As businessmen, especially important figures in the business world, they naturally hope that Sardinia is safer and more reliable than anyone else. In fact, during Sling's tenure, things like last night rarely happened.
For a while, Sling became the focus of the hall, and the old general did not show the slightest inner thoughts on his face, and said indifferently: "Sir Lo Allen is concerned. Regarding the events of last night, our Bucks have been fully investigating, and I have some clues. I think it won’t take long to find out the identity of the main messenger behind it."
"The Bucks are worthy of my empire's great weapon. They are efficient and reliable." Allen smiled and said: "Then I still have something to do, and I can probably ask the general to do it on his behalf."
Slin's eyelids twitched, intuition would not be a good job, but he had to ask: "As long as I am within the scope of my duties, Slin will never shirk."
Ellen secretly said that this old man is not easy, and a sentence indicating that he is not in charge of his duties, he will not interfere. He nodded and said: "Just the night before I arrived in Sardinia, our caravan was attacked in the wilderness. It's a pity that the other party picked the wrong opponent and the attack failed. Instead, we killed them all and gave me dozens of them for nothing. Set of equipment and war horses. I always think that the attack was related to the Seventh Avenue incident last night, so I don’t know if General Sling will investigate it together."
Slin cursed secretly in his heart. He was certain that the so-called attack on 7th Avenue last night was just an accidental incident. Allen brought the two incidents together and made it clear that he would take over the investigation. As a general of the Bucks, he is responsible for the safety of Sardinia. An empire viscount was attacked outside the city, even if Slin was reluctant, he still had to take responsibility for the investigation. Besides, Allen is now also connecting the Seventh Avenue issue, and he has no room to shirk. Now I had to say: "In that case, I will ask Sir Allen to provide some clues."
"No, I just brought the equipment and muskets used by the attackers. General Slin just took them. It should provide some useful clues." Allen gestured to the first two guards, and they left. Take what Allen wants.
Still staying at Sirin 10↗style_txt; Waitegan next to him smiled and said, "Less than two days after Ellen arrived in Sardinia, he was attacked twice. It seems that the adults have made a lot of enemies."
Hearing Wetter's words, the expressions of several businessmen in Elon were different. Wetter's words alluded to Allen making too many enemies, and there are a lot of risks to cooperating with him, and his intentions can be described as sinister. Allen finally replied, and Edward behind him smiled faintly: "You can't say that, you know some crazy dogs, you don't need to step on their tails, they will come over and bite you."
Wette's face immediately became difficult to look, and no one could hear the meaning of Edward's words. He squinted his eyes and said: "Who are you, do you have a place for you to speak?"
Edward said unhurriedly: "I am a supporter of Lord Allen, a baron awarded by the Empire. If I don't have the right to speak, then Chief Waiter would have it?"
Wetter was at a loss for words. Although the baron of the Empire was a low-ranking title, he was also a nobleman at any rate. He owned a territory, but he was much more noble than an officer like him. Silin glared at him and said: "Get out of here, don't be ashamed here!"
With the help of Sling, Waite hurriedly left. At this time, the **** sent the armor, swords and muskets left by the attacker the night before. Allen gave a wink, and these things were delivered to Silin's hands. At this time Angela came back and smiled: "Everyone, the venue for the show is ready."
So everyone left the hall and came to the rooftop of the guild hall building. The space here is spacious, and a pair of armors for testing are drove in the field. The style of armor is ordinary, but the thickness is up to the standard armor used by imperial infantry. Angie stretched his hand and made a please gesture, and Allen took the pre-prepared rifle from his own hand. This rifle has a deep color, and only from the perspective of its style, there is nothing particularly surprising in its design.
Allen patted the rifle and said: "This is the Thunder Wolf rifle developed by our workshop, let's call it Thunder Wolf I. Then, let me show you the performance of the Thunder Wolf rifle." /
He walked to the field with a rifle, raised the rifle flat, aimed at the chest area where the armor was tested, and then depressed the trigger. A ball of fire spurted from the muzzle, and sparks splashed on the chest of the armor, which had been penetrated by bullets. Allen turned back and smiled at everyone, while Elon's several businessmen whispered to each other and quickly exchanged ideas. Judging from the accuracy and power displayed by the musket in Allen's hand, it has indeed reached the standard of the Imperial musket, which is a grade higher than the muskets prepared by most of the private armies of the lord.
Just so, let alone Fat Peter, who is mainly engaged in weapons and equipment, even other people can find a supplier that can produce guns of this level. So the Thunder Wolf Musketeer didn't seem to be a big bright spot for them. Unexpectedly, Alan raised the gun again, and what happened next surprised them.
The Thunder Wolf rifle kept firing in Allen's hands, and the bullets kept hitting the armor. After a round of shooting, the whole leaf on the chest of the armor was bombarded with bullets, exposing a big hole. Not only were Elon's businessmen dumbfounded, even Silin's mouth opened wide. After a while, Fat Peter screamed: "I want it, Lord Ellen, I want all the Thunder Wolf rifles in your hand!"
"Oh my god, I'm not mistaken. Is this a continuous-fire rifle? How did you do it without reloading at all!" The modest man Elon also beamed with excitement, after all, how to achieve it Rifle firing has always been a problem. Nowadays, the artillery can be fired continuously. After all, the internal space of the artillery is larger, which can accommodate more components. But if you want to put the gun's burst system on the musket like that, the musket produced will be extremely large, and it's no longer a rifle.
But now, the Thunder Wolf rifle in Allen's hand did not reload at all, and fired seven bullets in one go. If this frequency of shooting is put on the battlefield, the expanded results will be very shocking, and even change the outcome of a war!
Looking at the excitement of several big businessmen, Allen knew that his goal was achieved. After arousing their interest, then Sean's work will be much simpler. Fat Peter squeezed up at this time, his eyes lit up and said: "Master Allen, what is your price for the Thunder Wolf rifle?"
Ellen pushed Sean forward. Sean took a breath and said in a deep voice: "Each Thunder Wolf rifle is priced at 300 gold coins and comes with 100 rounds of bullets. If you exceed the part, you need to purchase it separately."