My players are so fierce

Chapter 973 972. Old Edward’s First Killing

"Bah! This pile of rotten meat is so disgusting to me. How could a good jackal mutate into this? He's almost turned into Nurgle's chosen one. This smells so disgusting! It's so disgusting even when it's burned!"

As dawn approached, outside the halfling factory that had been cleaned up, the more than 40 surviving players lit a large fire and dragged the corpses of the jackals over to burn them, including the one killed by Qu Ge and Captain Mia teamed up to kill the dirty warlord, poured a lot of kerosene on it, and finally lit it with incendiary bombs.

The flame burst into flames.

It didn't sound like burning a corpse at all, but rather like lighting a pile of dry wood that already longed for flames. When the flames boiled, there were weird gray fly ash dancing around, releasing an even more disgusting smell, making those who were removed from the factory The halflings and human slaves released there felt like they were in another world for a while.

In fact, the players didn't want to go to such trouble. This town was almost flattened by bombing anyway, so there was no problem in leaving these corpses here. However, Brother Qu had already understood the nature of these fallen things from the "chaos" of Wolfberry just now. Danger.

He asked the players to burn the corpses of the gnolls and never leave them on the battlefield, lest there be a large-scale transformation of "people of chaos" in the future.

The players complained one by one because of this extra work, but they soon became happy because the rescued slaves took them to open the arsenal prepared by the Jackals for the frontline war.

In addition to a staggering amount of explosives, they also seized some strange firearms.

In this warehouse, Brother Qu picked up a strange musket with a caliber large enough for a child to put his fist into. This thing is more like a grenade launcher than a gun, but it does have all the features of a firearm. .

But what was fired was a special engineering bomb.

This thing does not have a firing pin. Instead, it has a spring. By charging the gun and releasing the trigger, the special explosive can be launched within a hundred meters. This thing amazed Lao Qu and other shooters. Isn't this the most primitive grenade launcher? The principle of the device?

Jackals can actually do this!

Did those barbarians suddenly become enlightened?

After asking, I found out that this was not designed by the Jackal.

"It is a firearm designed specifically for the Jackals by our mechanical engineers. They call it 'Fire Fang'."

A halfling engineer, who had been beaten with a bruised nose and face and was starved to death from long hours of hard work, said with a face of shame:

"We really don't want to help, we don't want to use our engineering skills for war, but those damn gnolls are threatening us with our families and our fellow humans.

They took us to another town and threatened us to design simple and easy-to-use firearms for them.

At first we were unwilling, but those bastards massacred one town in front of us, and then took us to the second town. We couldn't commit suicide even if we wanted to. They said that if we didn't work conscientiously, we would be killed. Continue killing until everyone in the Genoa Peninsula is killed.

Woohoo. This is all our fault."

The engineer covered his face and cried loudly, causing the halflings around him whose bodies were covered with whip marks to lower their heads. In addition to fear, they also felt the same guilt as the cryer. They were included in the designs of these strange weapons in front of them. a "credit".

"I don't blame you. I can only say that you were protected too well before, and your understanding of the world is still at the stage of fairy tales. Unfortunately, for the villains who have decided to do bad things from the bottom of their hearts, they have abandoned their bottom line. They have many ways to force you to submit.”

Lao Qu sighed and threw the Fire Fang launcher in his hand to a newbie behind him. The latter looked surprised and elated, shouted "Brother Qu is righteous" and ran out to show off the new weapon he got. .

Brother Qu curled his lips and glanced at the weapons piled next to him. He knew that these things were enough for the newbies to share, so he turned his attention to the halfling mechanic and asked:

"Besides the grenade launcher, what other weapons did you design for the Jackals?"

"There are also knapsack flamethrowers and mine throwers. They forced us to modify the originally sophisticated explosives, removing most of the safety devices and overloading them, making them simple and dangerous."

The engineer sobbed and said:

“This is just one of the dozen factories they occupied, and there are many prisoners like us who are helping them make these murderous weapons day and night.

Help us, please!

Help us!

We simply can't do it on our own. Oh my God, this is terrible. "

"Calm down, man, we're here to help."

Brother Qu squatted down and said to the crying halfling engineer in front of him:

"We know that there is a secret subway under the factory that leads to Port Chardeau. We will soon go there to support your city defense battle, but until that city is saved, all the supporters cannot allocate their manpower. Go rescue people like you.

You can follow us back to Port Shardo, or you can go to the shield dwarf territory to rest first.

You guys look terrible and really need a break. "

"Or there's a third option!"

Captain Mia, standing next to Lao Qu, suddenly said:

"Instead of asking others to save your compatriots from suffering, why not do it yourself? It is better to ask for others than to ask for yourself. Don't forget that you are also human beings."

She took off her gun from her waist, loaded it with a click, turned it around, held the barrel of the gun and handed it to the halfling engineer in front of her who was wiping her tears. She said calmly:

"You were unwilling to make weapons before, but now your hands are stained with blood. Instead of being bound by the dogma of the past, it is better to go to the other extreme. Once your engineering knowledge is used in war, the destructive power is quite amazing, and now you There are enough reasons to set foot on the battlefield.

We can save the halfling once, but we can't come to save you every time."

"That's right! People must learn to rely on themselves!"

Sister Maotu next to Captain Mia put her hands on her hips and said:

"I despise weak men who only cry when something happens. Shut up! The sound of your crying is too ugly, but maybe your broken voice is suitable for making a war cry. I guess the kobold will definitely be attracted by you. Scared to death."

"They are civilians"

The dog beside Maotu couldn't bear to see the frightened halflings and local humans.

These people were miserable enough. If they were forced to go to the battlefield again, it would cost them their lives. But before he could finish his words, Maotu replied:

"We used to be civilians, but now we are not as comfortable killing jackals? There is always a first time for this kind of thing. The second time we are familiar with it, the third time we like it, and until the last day I feel uncomfortable without fighting.

Anyway, I’ll leave my words here.

If the halflings don't change themselves, even if they survive this time, the next disaster will definitely destroy them.

Their biggest problem is not to become pacifists, but to stubbornly want to be pacifists in an era of chaos and disaster. The world is so rotten that it cannot tolerate this kind of white lotus. "

"alright!"

The old song made the sound louder, interrupting the increasingly rude comments of the aggressive Utu.

He looked at the halfling in front of him and said:

"Our dwarf friends want to occupy this factory to maintain the important strategic point of the underground subway station. You can continue to work here, but this time it is no longer producing weapons for the jackals, but for the warriors who are still fighting. They make supplies that can support them in continuing the war.

I have a few weapon blueprints here. I will draw them for you to see if you can make them. "

Lao Qu stood up and entered the forum to discuss with Mr. Qin. After a few minutes, he copied a weapon drawing from the forum and handed it to the tired halfling technicians. Well, maybe it should be done now. Call them war technicians.

"The structure of this thing is very strange."

The skinny technician analyzed the drawings in front of him and said hesitantly:

"The equipment in this factory can produce such firearms, but the output will not be too high. There are also matching pointed bullets. We do not have this technology."

"It doesn't matter. Transia will supply bullets. You just need to make these weapons. The more, the better, and the faster, the better."

Laoqu's eyes lit up and he said:

"This is the next generation firearms blueprint of the Transian People's Army. It is a new generation of rifles built by our war engineers for victory. The more you make, the more our soldiers can use them to kill more gnolls and rescue More halflings.

It doesn't matter if you can't go to the battlefield in person, your technology can bring more miracles to victory.

Discuss it among yourself.

We are different from the Jackals. We will not force you, but this blueprint cannot be leaked. If you agree to make weapons, you will swear to join Transia. After the war, you will go back with us. "

"us."

The engineer hesitated and said:

"Let's discuss it."

Lao Qu nodded, turned around and took the players away. The sharp-eyed Xu Gou just saw the deconstruction on the drawing, and he whispered:

"Brother Qu, why does that thing look so much like the classic Bobosha?"

"Because it is Bobosha."

Lao Qu rolled his eyes and said:

"I copied it 1:1 from the forum. Our arsenal is already preparing to mass-produce this real weapon to replace the blood eagle claws we currently have. Facts have proved that a sden is a sden, even in a magical world This thing also has a lot of flaws.

After all, this thing is just a special product of a special period. Now that Transia has recovered, it is time to replace it with a real weapon of war.

The best thing is that the barrel of the imitation Mosin Nagant has been made a lot and can be directly reused on new guns without the need to open a separate production line. "

"Holy shit! Awesome!"

Xu Gou suddenly became excited and said:

"But wasn't it said before that there were not enough resources and there have been various problems with the production line? Why did the production capacity suddenly start to explode?"

"Hey, Hogg's Gnoll Kingdom will be our largest resource supplier from now on. As for the production line problem, well, the skills of their professionals are definitely much better than those of Brother Zhongzhong's bunch of random guys."

Qu Ge complained:

"Where are you now? A small weapon has made you so happy. If I told you that those professionals are already preparing to build an airplane near the ancestral forest, wouldn't you be happy to fly?"

"What? Plane?"

Xu Gou widened his eyes and said:

"The fat girl kind?"

This question completely made the old song speechless. This dog really dares to think, and fat girl. If the rear experts can produce a World War II aircraft like the P-51 before the next war, it will be a big deal. Besides, , pilots are also a problem.

Fortunately, Transia's most difficult period has passed, and the road ahead will definitely be better and better step by step.

"Brother Qu! Captain Yara has opened the door to the underground subway station. Come on! This mechanical-style subway is so damn powerful. It's just like the thing underground in Stormwind City. It can even transport dragoons! Come and take pictures Ah, maybe we can also do a live broadcast for the fun of my brothers.”

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"The fallen members of the Shining Gold have opened the secret subway line, and they are preparing to set off. They are expected to arrive in the mountains near Port Chardeau in three hours."

Maxim walked quickly to Murphy and whispered to him:

"In addition, Adele has also confirmed the true identity of Captain Yara through the Thorns Clan. The latter is a senior member of the Thieves Guild. This time he was indeed ordered to lurk in the Perfect Shipping Company to find out about us."

"Oh, it sounds simple from what she said. I guess that guy is going for the gold smuggling business that Old Flywheel and Mrs. Taylor have started in private."

Murphy sneered and said:

"The Steam Lords have done a good job in intelligence work. The only problem is that it is not used on the right path, but this is not a problem. This unintentional disaster is enough to teach them to use the power in their hands correctly.

When all the soldiers have disembarked, you and Lao Qin will take command and take our soldiers to the front line. I will follow Captain Paula to visit the Steam Lords and obtain passage rights for the Creation Guards before joining you. "

"Okay, Master."

Maxim nodded and said:

"I'll leave immediately!"

"Pay attention to safety. These bone-gnawing jackals are a big problem. Those subspace forces are too dirty. If you can solve them remotely, don't go up to melee."

Murphy reminded:

"By the way, send me a message to Lord Paying's position. I will visit him later."

"Um."

Maxim responded and left the airship landing site in the outer city of Port Chardeau.

This was originally supposed to be a residential area, but now it has been temporarily requisitioned and turned into a super military camp.

Murphy saw mercenaries from all over the camp, as well as the battle flags of the Plantagenet Kingdom and the Wolfsbane Clan. On the outermost edge, he saw the flags of the Elf Kingdom, and in another place there were The military flag of the Songhai Empire.

The small port of Chardeau is really a gathering of talents now.

"Governor Murphy, everything is done, the Steam Lords are waiting for you."

Captain Paula rushed over on a small civilian walker and reported good news to Murphy. The vampire lord nodded, looked back and glanced back at Paula who was sitting on the walker, posing like "Old Secretary" Ji" expression invited him to get in the car.

But Murphy hesitated.

First of all, this "car" model is for halflings. It is small and exquisite. Although he can sit in it, it looks nondescript.

Secondly, this thing is a convertible, and it is in an environment like a military camp. Murphy is really afraid that when he goes out in the car, he will encounter a psychotic gunman who has already ambushed him, or that he will be driven halfway by a demoralized fleeing halfling soldier. Killed.

Well, although these two probabilities are relatively small, we all know that it is definitely not zero.

"I'd better fly over."

Murphy thought for a few seconds and shook his head and said:

"It's not that I don't trust your transportation, it's mainly that it's faster for me to fly there."

"Hey, let me lead the way on the ground."

Captain Paula curled her lips. How could she be so smart and not see Governor Murphy's strange refusal attitude?

But it was no longer the time to discuss this. She stepped on the pedals and made the civilian walker take small steps with four legs. Murphy opened his huge wings and flew into the sky, following Bao. Pull headed towards where the Steam Lords were, looking around from a high place.

He wanted to see the current situation in Port Chardeau.

But soon, Murphy saw a tall figure standing on the city wall from a distance. The latter was talking quietly with other vampires in the dark night before dawn. From the battle flag raised by the people beside him, Mo Mo Fei Neng could tell that the tall guy should be Old Edward, the Grand Duke of the Wolfsbane clan.

A true ancient one.

Murphy looked at him, thinking about whether to go up and say hello. However, the next second, a familiar vibration broke out in front of his eyes. Unprepared, Murphy's thoughts were pulled into the memory of ancient times. In resonance.

Murphy lost control of his body in the air and fell downwards. He was shocked and angry.

What makes me angry is that my previous bad premonition was correct. I really shouldn't have acted alone in this city under martial law. Although I didn't encounter a psychotic gunman or a broken soldier driving over, I did encounter a more damn dangerous plane crash. .

And what was shocking was.

Old Edward obviously did not go to the Forbidden Swamp Land to complete candidate binding to activate ancient memories, but he was still able to resonate with Murphy's memories. This can only illustrate a terrible truth.

Wolfsbane Grand Duke Edward Spencer Gangaro, the oldest noble person in the vampire family except Lord Paying, and an experiencer of the Golden Age.

He has no amnesia at all!

This guy remembers everything.

Blanch!