Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 377 Attacks

Since the issue of security in Lake Lam town is expected to be resolved, Claude has not left the day after midnight more thieves into the park. He went to Anna ranch again, and today he wants to make it clear to Mrs. Young sister Anna and Sonia what kind of long rifle he needs. As for Bernard Great Master, Claude is now in a headache, because this old man has recently been obsessed with the lighter, has been studying at the iron mineral factory, and why the heat air can drive that heavy pole…

“This should be the case with the long rifle I want.” Claude now hangs a little blackboard in the newly completed gun research laboratory, where he paints the footage of a rifle in his own impression: “It has about 1.5 m long in a gun deposit, 1.8 m after Bayonet was loaded with a copper shell like the left hand gun, and it may be possible to carry more of the shells, more loaded with a number of firing powder and increase the range.

I can only paint the broad picture that I imagined in my heart, and there’s nothing more on the pipe than the target and the diameter of the distance. The bullet should be in the back of the gun, and I think there’s a pole here, pulling out the gun, loading the bullets, targeting the fire, pulling the shell out, re-loading the bullet and continuing the shooting. If possible, I think I can design a bullet box down there with five bullets in it.

After the shooting, only one pole was needed, the gun was opened, the shell would jump out, and the gun would be combined, and the bullets in the next box would automatically be filled in the empty gun. This avoids the problem of one after another loading a bullet, and every time you shoot, you just pull a stick and get it together. Once the bullet in the box is fired, the entire bullet can be removed and a new bullet full of bullets can be re-fired.

Of course, you don’t have to consider the issue of a bullet box when you first designed it. I mainly wonder how this bullet’s gun load should be designed, and after all, I’m not a professional mechanic, but I can’t figure out the structure of this pole, and I can only show you my own way. If you have a better way, then you don’t have to think about my programme, just care about your own design. ”

Claude said it very simple, but the problem is, after he painted his so-called imaginary rifle on the blackboard, he looked at bullshitting himself. Fuck, how did he do that with the kid’s three-eight rifles, and no way, Claude wasn’t a medal, even though the former boss took him to the target yard several times, and he had little feelings and interest in those guns. Now, the rifle is like a three-eight rifle, and it’s just the impression that the former world’s antiquities left him, and the kid’s three-eight rifles can count as the deepest one in his memory.

“Claude, how far is the range of this rifle you imagined?” Mrs. Sonia asked about it like a good student.

Claude touch the chin thought, “I hope the exact target of this rifle will reach 2,100 meters, four hundred metres for an effective killing and a maximum range of about 5,100 meters…”

“Uh…” Mrs. Sonia was surprised: “Is that possible?”

How can it not be, the former world is said to be the oldest three or eight rifles of the kid to be eight hundred metres, and one shot in 400 metres can wear both of them in the front and in the back. Claude, of course, does not expect to produce a rifle as mature as three or eight rifles, but half of the range will be the biggest step forward, at least far away from the fire rifle.

“We step further by designing Musket, which can be backloaded up as I said, and then improving, and I believe that one day we can make a rifle that I’m talking about.” Claude says.

And then pointing to the rifle of my own painting on the blackboard: “My initial idea is to pull the gun, which is connected here, just like the left-hand pistol, the gun tube is here, behind it is a gun, pull the pole, show a door on the gun, it’s a gun, it’s loaded with bullets, push the pole, put the gun on the door, and the barrel becomes a sealed space. After the shooting, pull the pole, open the door on the gun, and the bullet shell that has fired the warhead will automatically jump out.

But I really don’t know how this door on the gun was designed, how the pole was connected, how the bullet shell that was fired automatically jumped out, with no head. Sonia, you have more experience in this than I do in younger sister, and you have to think more about it. Moreover, if the wood gun is removed, the rifle, in addition to the forefront, should be a long-term body, and all the changes in the mechanical movement should be within this long body… ”

Mrs. Sonia nodded: “Okay, I have a number in my heart.”

“In addition to the design of this rifle, you have to find a way to study the steps and production equipment for the large-scale production of that safe explosive, because if it is possible to produce that type of safe explosive on a large scale, perhaps we can reduce the quantity of ammunition, and we can raise the range even further, and the bullet can also be transformed into grenades, formidable power, and far more.” Claude says.

“I know, second brother.” Young sister Anna replied, “Are you leaving now? The next few days won’t come.”

Claude nodded: “Well, the next day we’re going out of Port Vibato, so the next two days we’re going to War Zone Command to deal with a number of official duties, and I’m not coming back until the attack takes over the port of Vibato.”

“Then wait a minute, I made you a gift.” Young sister Anna said he pulled out a big box from the table, opened it up, in a left hand gun with black gloves.

“How come there are so many?” Claude.

young sister Anna put all these left pistols on the table: “During this time Sonia elder sister helped me make them up in the gold magic matrix, together with the original three, a total of 10 left pistols. The 10 revolvers will become the most memorable initial sample gun, as Sonia elder sister told me.”

Claude was surprised: “Is it all for me?”

young sister Anna curl one’s lip: “You want beauty, I want one, Sonia elder sister wants one, McJack wants one, Blowk wants one, and I want another, Jamie. The five left you with one, the four left pistols, and they can be delivered to others in person and gift, but this is the most expensive gift for our Fred family.”

Claude laughed at her head and saw Mrs. Sonia next to her, saying that she taught her the idea of younger sister, that she could not follow the Great Master’s design of Musket for private firearms, and that she was well aware of how to add value to firearms.

“Which one gave me?” Claude asked.

“The top one, number one.” Mrs. Sonia answered.

There are also numbers, Claude takes out the most of the left pistols, and draws a gun from the black glove. But seeing this gun pipe and the gun put in silver, and the gun was painted on a few golden wheat tattoos, which has transformed the old black ghost’s left hand gun into a wonderful decoration. The biggest change in the gun was that two blockhead guns had been converted into two blanket teeth, and the tooth had sculptured the image of a farmer who was cultivating a farmer with the next line of words: Fred’s left hand gun (I).

Claude relaxed: “Well, you didn’t make it golden, or I wouldn’t dare to be around. But Anna, what are you doing with this farmer right now?”

Mrs. Sonia replied, “Claude, do you forget your family name, Fred’s ancient Hez language means a farmer, which was used by Fred to name this left hand gun in commemoration of your invention of the left hand gun?”

“Well, the farmer’s left hand gun, that’s a good name.” Claude said, “If you can design the rifle you want, I can name your family name, or your name, Sonia, what about a new rifle?”

“Why is there a 5,911 in there?” Mrs. Sonia is very confused.

Claude explained: “This is the year of commemoration, the year of Holy Light, five hundred and ninety years, and if you can design such a new rifle next year, then the year of remembrance is 5,911, indicating that you designed to create such a new rifle in Holy Light for five hundred and ninety-first years. If it’s the next year, then it’s five, nine, very simple.”

“Oh, that’s it.” Mrs. Sonia is conscious that this is a good way of naming.

“You take this too.” Young sister Anna is also well aware that in the design of the new rifle, she can only shoot Mrs. Sonia, so she has no controversy about Claude’s rifle name, and she sends Claude a black little leather bag, or that kind of top-heavy bag that can hang on the belt.

“What’s this?” Claude opens up, it’s six of the same silver rotations, and it’s all loaded with the bullets of the copper shell.

“This is the bullet that Anna has worked hard to produce for you all these days, with six replacement rotations for each of the left pistols, and a total of 40 or two bullets on the gun. It’s a little bone in the back of this bullet bag, which is to prevent collision, and then you remember pulling the little bone down.” Mrs. Sonia said.

Claude was very satisfied, and now he’s got his own gun.

“You call the big Jamie in, and that’s the tenth left pistol for him.” Young sister Anna said.

Big Jamie was surprised, and he didn’t expect Anna to think about him, to make him a left wheel of pistol, and then he was only laughing at his mouth. Claude knows that younger sister Anna also treats him as his own family and hopes that he will protect his own security.

“Jamie, you remember, there’s a little insurance switch up there, that’s where this is the same, and the hammer can be blown up and the trigger can be shot. The hammer was fixed down and the trigger was stuck in order to prevent the fire, remember?” Young sister Anna took the left hand gun to the big guy Jamie to watch the insurance.

Big Jamie smiled at a powerful nodded, and he had the same bullet bag as Claude.

Two days have passed fast, turning your eyes on the day of getting out of Port Vibato. Claude came up early and kissed wife’s children, and said good-bye to Mother, and promised to bring younger brother Bloweyk alive before Mother when he came back. That was why the team of Arik Steward and the garden servant was escorted to War Zone Command under the escort of a small team of guards from Jamie, a big boy.

Claude is going to accompany the new War Zone Supreme Commander Commanding Officer Aljas General, who has taken a half-month break in the Guard Division and the Rock III Corps of the Bichiklin General, and the two major field battles led by Sévic General of Rock II, and then, in the Doolinibara River, once again brings together two major battlefield groups led by President Bolognik General to the Weckham Castle, in association with Ray Legion.

By that time Claude will also lead a team of Ray Legion to attack the port of Vibato in Hicks Kingdom, sit around or look around Guard to take down the town of Vibato, acquire a battle for Aljas General for the promotion of Kingdom Marshal, and put an end to this colonial war with Hicks Kingdom for more than four years.

Claude needed to go to War Zone Command in the morning to take part in a ceremony, accompanied by Aljas General. Claude’s convoy on the half-road met a communications soldier from War Zone Command, who conveyed a message from Aljas General, allowing Claude to go directly to the main square in Lake Lan, where ceremony was changed. Aljas General, Bichiklin General, Sky General and Sevic General have passed ahead.

Claude had a headache, and in fact there was a small square area before the War Zone Command, which had been scheduled to hold a brief ceremony there, but Aljas General and senior officers of the Guard Teachers preferred to be excited, while there was also a sense of propaganda for Guard’s military authority, which would temporarily send ceremony to the larger Lake Lankans Square, and Claude doubted that they might still have to speak and observe military ceremony.

It’s an egg pain, and I don’t like it. Because of the expansion of Lake Lan, this square was planned for new construction, in the West of town, and Claude was in the past 20 minutes.

As we look at the nearby Lake Lan Plaza, there is also an increasing number of people on the streets, most of whom are travelling to the main square to see ceremony. There was no popular entertainment in the age, so it was hard to see the ceremony as a big hobby that everyone liked, and the boys and the escorts around had to slow down, because there were too many cars and walkers in the front.

The eyes are going into the square, and there was an accident between a small dealer’s car and a human plate car, and there was intense competition between the two sides. Big Jamie, unbearable, let the two guard guards in the front drive them away from the road. As a result, it was unexpected that a few kids sitting on the flashboard had pushed 25902 for security guards driving them; 25902; 25902; and that there was no clean scream in their mouth.

“Go four more people, grab those kids.” Big Jamie sinks his face and runs a number of security guards around.

Claude sat in the trunk and opened the door and asked what happened. Big Jamie is on his way to the trunk, and suddenly complexion significantly changed. Claude has a strong heart, a head, and the eyeballs are seeing three four beyond ten meters on the left, with a stick in the hands of a man with gray robe in his face, pointing at the carriage that he has taken. A basin like red light, big Fireball, is flying fast.

“[Fireball] magician…?” Claude has not woken up from shock and was dragged down by Jamie, the big guy, and he hit the ground hard, and then felt the heavy body of Jamie on his own.

“bang!” A riot, Claude, lying on the ground, feels like the whole brain is dizzy, the body seems to be hit again, the chest is boring, and the nose is all dust on the ground. That’s when he heard the screams, screams, cries, screams, and there’s something else burning.

Am I attacked by magician? Claude has not yet understood what’s going on, but it seems like there’s a heat streaming on his neck, and Claude immediately remembers the big Jamie on his own, and he’s so busy and throwing down the big Jamie on his body.

Look around your head and see this carriage blown up half by that big Fireball, and the brown in the trunk is burning, and the dust floating around it, the guards next to them fall on the ground, they’re comin ‘up, and they’re riding, and they’re riding and riding, and the big Jamie falls in blood.

“He’s not dead, there!” A strange voice is screaming around the street.

Claude, this moment he finds out that he can’t remember anything in his head, and he can only put himself on a wheel and pull out his belonged left hand gun.