Chapter 2169 Gatling Gun Shows Its Power
"no, do not want"
A weak voice drifted into my ears like a hallucination.
It came from the pig teammate who was burned to pieces by the flames.
"It's useless to be afraid of death!" The old Duke said with a stern face: "Due to your negligence, Calamity has discovered our whereabouts and is now gathering troops to fight us to the death. In this battle, many people are bound to die. People, and you, as the culprit, are you still planning to escape the blame?”
"No, I don't!"
The pig player's eyes widened and he was breathing hard, like a fish about to suffocate.
Taylor sighed, leaned down, reached out with his hand, and pressed it on his chest that was rising and falling rapidly. A ball of light green light penetrated through the skin and penetrated into the body. A minute later, looking at the pig teammate who was about to die, unexpectedly Come back alive intact.
He looked at his body in disbelief, then turned over and bowed to Taylor Na, kowtowing loudly. Within a few moments, his forehead was already bright red and covered with blood stains.
"Do you want to beg for mercy?" The old Duke looked at the pig teammates in front of him coldly, as if looking at a cold corpse.
"No." The pig teammate stopped. He looked at the old Duke with pleading eyes and said in a trembling voice: "Please give me a chance to redeem myself."
"I have no chance to give you" the old Duke snorted coldly: "If you want a chance, you have to earn it yourself."
Teammate Pig's body trembled, and his complex eyes kept changing. Finally, he suddenly seemed to have woken up, and his eyes sparkled with brilliance, comparable to the rising sun: "Thank you, sir, thank you for your help!"
The old Duke waved his hand, and a guard came forward, placing a set of exquisite armor, a sharp knight's sword, and a pack of C4 missiles in front of him, and said solemnly: "Go, your family will enjoy the martyrdom." treatment.”
The pig teammate kowtowed to the old Duke several times, then turned his head again and kept kowtowing to me: "Thank you, Prime Minister, for saving my life and giving me the opportunity to charge into the battle."
I couldn't bear to look at him and turned my head away.
The pig teammates silently put on their equipment, put on C4 missiles on their backs, pulled out their knight swords, took a deep breath, and shouted: "Long live the Orc King! Long live Dasay City!"
Then, all the power of transformation exploded, like a blooming sun, rushing straight into the direction of the billowing smoke.
Ten minutes later, I heard a clear and piercing cry. Although it was a cry, it was full of endless tragedy: "Father, mother, have you seen it? I have not brought shame to you, and neither have I."
There was a loud noise, like thunder from the sky, shaking the earth.
"why why."
Looking at the billowing smoke, the words of farewell still seemed to echo in my ears. I only felt that at this moment, something hard and sharp seemed to stab the soft place in my heart.
That is my comrade, a living life
"This is war." Taylor gently touched the top of my head, his kind face full of wrinkles of vicissitudes of life: "Only after experiencing this will you become mature."
Taking a deep breath, I didn't realize until this moment that there were tears in the corners of my eyes.
Monsters will not stop attacking just because of one or two explosions. They are like a ruthless machine, constantly sending their companions to the battlefield.
Thousands of deformed monsters are constantly coming towards us.
The Gatling gun was like a fire-breathing angry dragon, constantly spitting out deadly bullets one after another. Those little yellow-orange, deadly things whizzed and penetrated into the monster's body.
Hundreds of Gatling guns fired like water, covering and destroying the swarming monsters, but they were unable to force them back.
Since it cannot be forced back, then it must be forcibly eliminated!
This is the death order issued by the old Duke.
When one-third of the piled bullet chains were consumed, the more than a hundred Gatling guns among them also exposed their fatal flaws.
The barrel of the Gatling gun is forged from low-grade fine steel. The reason why high-grade fine steel and medium-grade fine steel were not chosen is not to save materials or to cheat money, but because of the thermal conductivity of high-grade fine steel and medium-grade fine steel. Great, after firing thousands of bullets continuously, the barrel will soften.
As for low-grade stainless steel, because it contains more impurities, it accidentally becomes the stainless steel with the worst thermal conductivity, which just meets the best needs of the Gatling gun.
Let's put it this way, the barrel of a Gatling gun made of low-grade fine steel may soften after firing tens of thousands of bullets continuously.
But here comes the problem. In order to curb the progress of the monsters that are constantly charging, nearly a thousand Gatling guns have fired tens of thousands of bullets one after another, which has already exceeded the maximum endurance limit of the Gatling guns.
Only more than a hundred Gatling guns have softened barrels, which already shows the excellent workmanship of Master Dewey and others. As the saying goes, the products produced by Master Dewey must be high-quality.
More than a hundred Gatling guns with softened barrels had lost their use value. In order not to continue to increase the losses, I ordered the shooting to stop on the spot, replaced by a mage, and greeted the opponent with various magics.
Although I only have a hundred deporters to lead, in the army, I am also a person of status, and can be regarded as the highest commander besides Taylor and the old Duke.
As long as no other commander raises objections, any order I give is the highest military order and must be executed unconditionally.
Thousands of mages gathered in one place in an instant. Under my command, they were divided into twenty horizontal columns. Each column fired ten magic missiles. After the launch, they changed to the next column and continued.
This has many benefits. It can not only keep the magicians full of physical strength, but also allow them to recover part of their magic value during the interval.
The magic missile is extremely powerful and looks very valuable to watch. Unfortunately, the accuracy and coverage area are not optimistic. Especially the coverage area cannot be compared with the Gatling gun.
But we can’t ask for too much, after all, not every adventurer has Lily’s ability to throw magic missiles and fire barrages, and not all adventurers have Lily’s magic value capacity, let alone every adventurer. All have Lily's magical talent.
There are only a few people like Lily who only have part of the forest fairy bloodline, but can unleash the same potential as the forest fairies, all over the Zephyr Continent.
After twenty waves of magic missiles, it was time for the shooter to perform again.
The cooled Gatling gun once again spewed out its fury, and the bullets once again enveloped the monster like a curtain of water.
It has to be said that the ancient craftsman who could design such a weapon was a bad-tempered guy, and he was also the kind of hero who was happy to avenge his grudges on the spot.
But this machine gun also has a bad thing, that is, the bracket is not strong enough, at least in my opinion.
Because after every shooting, the shooters seemed to have cramps, and they were trembling all over. When the gunfire stopped, they all lay on the ground in a staggered state, with convulsions all over their bodies, and it took a long time to recover. OK.