Chapter 2091 Like a Honeycomb

In my impression, the so-called heavy firepower weapons must meet several conditions: heavy, strong firepower, and powerful.

Based on my understanding of Zephyr Continent's scientific research technology, I guess that the heavy firepower weapons Master Dewey mentioned are at best large-caliber firecrackers, and even if they are raised to the next level, they are just large-caliber artillery.

However, when Master Dewey removed the white cloth covering the wooden box and opened the lid, I was stunned.

Prejudice and narrow vision have obscured my understanding of the speed of scientific and technological progress.

Inside the box, lies a huge heavy machine gun - the Gatling gun, also known as the Gatling gun.

The six jet black and straight barrels welded together emitted a cold light, as if whispering to me. Next to the loading port of the machine gun's rear seat, there were several conical bullet chains glowing with golden light. Each bullet is the length and thickness of an index finger, and when I stroke it lightly, it gives me a cold and silky touch.

"How is it!" Master Dewey patted the body of the Gatling gun: "According to historical documents and the oral description of His Highness Fred Alexander, after countless failures, it was the first Gatling gun in the legendary heroic period. Got it!"

I slowly put on the gloves: "Looking at the appearance, it is indeed very powerful, but I don't know how effective it will be."

Master Dewey smiled slightly, waved his hand, and the escort immediately took the Gatling gun out of the wooden box, fixed it on the rack, and inserted the ammunition chain.

Everything was ready. Following Master Dewey's greeting, the tester pulled the trigger, and the gun body, which was welded by six barrels, began to rotate. It idled twice at first. Then, bullets poured out like water, shooting straight at dozens of people. The target meters away - a dummy made of hardwood boards.

In the continuous roar, the barrage like raindrops instantly smashed the dummy into a sieve. After a few seconds, the dummy was completely blown into pieces, and countless sawdust scattered on the ground.

The ruthless bullet that tore the dummy apart continued to stab the iron plate behind the dummy, and ruthlessly tore a shocking hole.

A minute later, a crackling sound replaced the roar of the angry dragon. When I recovered from the shock, I suddenly realized that the bullet chain was exhausted.

"The power is not bad," Master Dewey said with a smile.

"Not only is it good, it's simply terrifying!" I gave a thumbs up and sincerely praised it.

Master Dewey smiled proudly, turned his face, and suddenly let out a sigh.

"What's wrong, foster father?"

"Although this Gatling gun is quite powerful, it is still far from the power described by His Highness Alexander."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the staff immediately brought the iron plate over. Master Dewey stretched out his hand to knock on the iron plate, and then pinched the broken surface: "Look, it can be done in just one minute." To penetrate an ordinary iron plate of more than ten millimeters, if it is replaced by an ordinary fine iron plate, it will take at least one and a half minutes. If it is replaced by a high-grade fine iron plate, it will take four minutes. If it is replaced by a low-grade fine steel with good quality, it will take six minutes. It can't be penetrated even for a minute. Such power can only scare ordinary people, and it can't be brought to the table at all!"

"May I ask my foster father, what kind of power does His Highness Alexander describe?"

"If you are not prepared, you can hurt the country's strength."

"If we use this standard as a reference, let alone the Gatling gun, all firecrackers will fail, because there is currently no thermal weapon that can hurt the country's strength without being attached to other forces. of."

"In fact, it is not just hot weapons, but also cold weapons. Swords, guns, clubs, axes, hooks and forks, any weapon, if used by ordinary people, they will not be able to cause harm to the national power even if they are exhausted. But if the user is replaced by an adventurer, If it were replaced by national power, it would be a big killer."

"Huh?" Master Dewey's eyes lit up: "Yes, why didn't I take this aspect into consideration!"

"Come on, Xiaoyi, come and try shooting, remember to use the power of transformation!"

"About this, adoptive father, I actually don't have the power to change."

"No?" Master Dewey didn't believe it at all. He shook his head with a smile and said, "Don't tease me. You are an adventurer above level ten. I know that adventurers above level ten can master the power of transformation. Are you a little embarrassed because your transformation power is not strong? Don't worry, no one here dares to laugh at you, and no one will laugh at you."

"No, it's true, adoptive father. My power does not belong to the power of degeneration, but how should I put it? Anyway, it is a very dangerous existence."

"Can it be blessed on an object?" Master Dewey asked.

"able."

"How's the effect?"

"With a wooden stick, you can split fine iron."

"Hiss" Master Dewey scratched his head in embarrassment: "This is a bit troublesome. The bullet is made of copper, which is a hundred times stronger than a wooden stick in all aspects. If it is attached to your power, it is probably an ordinary iron plate. It will be penetrated in an instant and has no reference value.”

I was about to agree with Master Dewey's idea. Unexpectedly, Master Dewey made the decision again. I should still perform the test of the Gatling gun. However, the target object was changed. It was no longer a hardwood dummy and an iron plate, but a twenty centimeter thick one. High quality stainless steel plate.

Looking at the steel plate, I was dumbfounded: "This can even withstand my hard blow."

"Only in this way can there be experimental results." Master Dewey patted me on the back: "Perform well, I'm looking forward to it."

From the Blue Planet to the Zephyr Continent, my first exposure to a heavy-fire machine gun in so many years instantly aroused my surging blood and ignited my impulsive passion.

Deep in every man's heart, there is a dream, looking forward to the day when he can be like the Terminator, holding a Gatling gun and blasting at the enemy, destroying everything he doesn't want to see, doesn't like, and is unsatisfactory. , everything is destroyed!

Holding the trigger, I smiled happily, condensed my murderous intent, and wrapped the Gatling gun.

The moment the ominous killing intent condensed, a strange voice sounded in my ears: "Kill, kill, kill!"

This sound was like a heavy hammer, constantly beating on my heart and stimulating my nerves.

The voice of Odachi also sounded at the same time: "Don't listen to this voice, concentrate on what you should do, and when you calm down later, the voice will disappear."

I took a deep breath, composed myself, pointed at the steel plate, and pulled the trigger.

The bullets carrying murderous intent, if painted with a layer of black and red paint, whizzed and roared, heading straight for the steel plate.

The moment the sharp bullet touched the steel plate, the bullet was like a spear thrust into the mud and disappeared instantly, making a muffled sound of "empty".

Immediately afterwards, countless bullets sank into the steel plate without any accident. In less than a minute, the 20 cm thick steel plate was riddled with holes, like a honeycomb.