Release that Witch

Gray Fort, no winter city.

Due to the inconvenient transportation of the fortress, the artillery battalion was rarely spared when the firearms battalion went to the wolf heart and Yongdong to carry out the demographic migration plan. In addition to daily training and helping the autumn harvest, the unguarded team can return home and spend this precious leisure time with their families.

Fanner is no exception. It is difficult for the battalion commander to apply for a holiday. This opportunity is especially cherished. In addition to accompanying family members and visiting neighbors, gathering with old friends is also an essential activity. After all, you are not allowed to drink alcohol in the military. If you want to have a good drink, you can only achieve it when you are on vacation.

After years of development, the prosperity of the no-city business has already surpassed that of the old Wangdu, and the commercial street plan that began to be advocated, that is, any street-facing houses are built in the form of shops on the upper and lower floors, and they are also changed from no one cares to no one. It’s hot now. Foreign businessmen have entered the market, or sold special products shipped from various places, or converted into hotels, restaurants and wine cellars. If the convenience market provides the necessities of life, then these shops are a supplement to rich life.

Walking on the streets where people come and go, Fanner can't help but feel the foresight of his sorrow. Even if the sounds of the neighbors are screaming, the urban roads are not congested. The vendors will not pile up the streets. Everyone is swaying through the slate. On the dedicated walkway, the carriage runs through the black pavement, and everything looks organized.

He remembered that when the construction team first built the road, many people did not understand that the street was built so wide, especially the separation of people and carriages seemed unnecessary and unnecessary. It seems that this plan is just right, it is as if you have foreseen this scene in advance.

Passing through the two main roads, the "Lucky Cannonball" pub appeared in front of Fanner, which is also the destination of his trip.

When I walked into the store, someone immediately limped out after the bar. "Adult, you are here!"

"What an adult, that's the name in the army. You are no longer in the First Army. Just call me Fanna." He smiled and hugged the person and patted the other's back. "Recent business. How, should it be good?"

Compared with the other party's name, the nickname of the iron is more impressive to Fanna. The battle of the tower one night was half a year ago. In order to recapture the artillery position occupied by the devil, the iron band who was still in the artillery battalion led the enemy to the enemy. Initiating the charge, the result was a spear from the abdomen to the leg, and lost consciousness on the spot. Although she was rescued by Miss Angel afterwards, she was not able to fully recover due to too many missing parts. The entire right leg had to be replaced by an iron bar for a while, and the nickname of the iron was passed down.

After the retirement, the iron abduction received a subsidy, and together with the accumulated salary, the "lucky shell" pub was opened in Dongcheng District, which is also a common place for the first army to take a vacation.

“The rent is reduced during the injury period, which is enough to support the family.” He said, “Of course, if you can visit more than a few times, it will be better.”

There was a feeling of relief in Fanna’s heart. "That must wait until I don't do it, or become like you. Right, Rhone brothers are all there?"

"It’s all upstairs, I will take you there."

"No, no, no, you are busy with yourself, wait for the guests to come down and come and have a few drinks with everyone."

"Well, then it is fixed," said the iron.

When Vanner went upstairs, he saw the old man sitting around a round table at a glance. Pomelo, cat claws, Rodney, Nelson... When the artillery battalion was just established, they were just a group of hairy guys in the same gun group. They would be shocked to see the Cavaliers charge. Now, they have basically become the core backbone of the artillery battalion, each with their own men, if not for such a special holiday, I am afraid it is difficult to gather together as before.

After that, it was a happy time with a cup of tea, and a group of people toasted and omnivorous, but the most topical is still the battle of the gods themselves and the future.

After all, according to His Majesty, the scale of this war has never been seen before, and the whole continent will be involved. After the war, there are still several people who can sit and drink together. It is really unknown.

"In fact, we are already lucky. At least we don't have to deal with the monsters on the front side." Rodney took a sip of the ale in the toast. "If the artillery positions are lost, the basics are equal to the whole line." ”

"The question is who knows what new tricks the devil has.... Is the tower No. 1 not being caught unprepared?" The cat claws shrugged. "I only hope that at that time, the soldiers under the hand will still fight back." Ability, not just waiting for the guys in the gun camp and the special tactical squad to save."

These words have aroused everyone's resonance. "Yes, if we also have a strong burst of weapons, the runner rifle will be good for the Cavaliers. It is not enough to suppress the devil."

"Province province, I heard that the army has a plan to completely replace the rifle, and soon you will not even see the revolver."

"No... battalion commander, is this true?"

Seeing everyone looking at themselves, Fanner nodded. "In fact, the first and sixth classes have already replaced new weapons. It is only because of the production problem that it will take some time for other classes to complete."

The pomelo peel frowns. "I have tried the new gun. The head and power are good. But the speed of pulling a hair is not suitable for melee weapons. Can you stop the artillery battalion from using the original weapon?"

"I'm afraid not, this is the decision above." Fanner pointed to the top of his head. "The revolver uses old-fashioned black powder, and the bullets look almost the same. It is definitely more cost-effective to save this part of the workers to make new bullets."

"That... let the Iron Axe and His Majesty talk about how to design a new weapon for us?"

"Don't think about it," Nelson said with a snarl. "Is there such a good thing, don't you give them to Brett?"

"Yes, the artillery battalion has enough guns," said the cat's claws in the tone of Brett. "You don't always say that the thicker the pipe, the better? This small water pipe still keeps us in the gun camp, guys, Then drink!"

Everyone smiled and raised the cup, only to find that Fanna did not respond, but looked at the glass of wine and did not move, seems to be thinking about something.

"battalion commander?"

Fanna touched his chin and said slowly, "If we made it ourselves?"

"What? What is the new gun?" The cat claws raised his eyebrows. "The battalion commander, are you not drunk?"

"Less come! I don't know if you have noticed it, whether it is a shotgun used by a special tactical squad or a Mark I heavy machine gun of a musket battalion. It is through a gas pipe to achieve repeated shooting." Fanna recalls one side "I have seen a lot of weapons that have been dismantled and recovered after being scrapped. Although the structure is not the same, the principle is almost the same."

"Oh... is it? Why don't I know?"

"So the battalion commander is that he is not you," Rodney whispered. "But even so, it also requires a lot of manpower and supplies. The factory that produces weapons can't be taken care of."

"No, what I said is to improve on the existing guns." Fanna Yue said that the more he thought his ideas were clear, "it is no need to trouble the weapons factory, nor will it impose a burden on the Executive Office. A skilled worker can help."

The other three men looked at the pomelo peel in the same way.

The latter sighed and reluctantly raised his hand. "My brother works in the industrial zone, but he is responsible for the processing and assembly of the steam engine. I will take you over tomorrow."