Alien Arms Empire.

Chapter 1
"Mr. Tang Mo, the baron is still taking a nap." The waiter touched the cloth bag in his pocket, felt the coins inside, smiled and lowered his voice, and said slightly to Tang Mo who had been waiting for three 10 minutes. .

Now that he has taken bribes from others, he needs to think more about others, so he smiled and said one more thing to this embarrassed looking man: "He is very busy in the morning, so he has to rest for a long time."

"It's okay." Tang Mo smiled awkwardly, because as a businessman, asking to see the baron is not an easy task.He had already made an appointment twice before, and it was not until today that he was allowed to sit here and wait.

He had just seen the four-wheeled carriage of "Romantic Rose" in the yard, so he certainly knew what Baron Stella was busy with in the morning.

It is estimated that he spent two gold coins a night tossing with Xiao Lang Hoof until dawn. It is impossible for anyone to put on pants at this time to talk to a businessman who came from afar.

Merchant, oh!Lowly businessman.Tang Mo complained to himself in his heart, stood up and sent away the waiter who took people's money to relieve people's disasters, and sat down on the chair in the guest room after the latter left.

He spent 25 silver coins and 75 copper coins to get the qualification to sit here and drink cold water. Of course, he was unwilling to leave easily, and he didn't want the money to be wasted.

So after he sat down, he quietly stared in a daze at the old leather boots on his feet whose edges were worn to the point of cracking.

Although he has adapted to the world in front of him and accepted the fact that he suddenly traveled here, he is still not used to it, not used to such a dreamlike life.

No wifi, no internet, no lights or phones.There are no taxis or planes, and the whole world suddenly has no convenience at all.

In the past, people said that they could make a living in the 21st century, and they would not change it for the emperor of the Tang Dynasty. It turned out to be true... because the emperor of the Tang Dynasty had never even eaten French fries.

The world in front of him didn't even have pants on his pants... Tang Mo looked at his pants and fell into endless complaints again.

The present world is an era when industrial civilization has just started, and few people have even heard of steam engines in this era!On both sides of the roads in big cities are gas lamps that have just begun to be popularized, and carriages are still the most important means of transportation.

The war relies on flintlock guns and muzzle-loading guns, and the soldiers rely on courage to line up in neat formations, stepping forward to the enemy to launch a tragic charge to the sound of drums...

The aristocrats who were also ranked according to the sons of princes and uncles oppressed knights, free people, and slaves. There were many kingdoms in the world, and the pieces were like a jigsaw puzzle—everything here was incompatible with the era Tang Mo was familiar with.

Tang Mo, who traveled here, became the boss of a weapon production workshop.He is sitting here now to recommend his new weapon.

I don't know how long it took before the waiter came in again. This time he didn't enter the room, but stood at the door and said something that excited Tang Mo: "The baron is awake, he wants to see you."

"Thank you, thank you!" Tang Mo, who was about to fall asleep, quickly stood up, arranged his clothes, followed the waiter, and walked out.

Walking through the corridor, after passing two pairs of armor decorations that looked very old, Tang Mo followed the servants to the courtyard.On both sides of the flagstone-paved road was a manicured lawn. The baron was wearing a hunting suit and was talking with two guards.They laughed from time to time, and they didn't stop until Tang Mo approached.

"Lord Baron." When Tang Mo bowed his head and saluted, his attention was drawn to the hound that Lord Baron was leading.

This is a slender hound. It bared its teeth when it saw Tang Mo. It was extremely aggressive and seemed to have been hungry for a day.

The baron yawned casually, and casually reminded his guests: "My time is very precious, haha...very precious! So I hope you don't waste my time, please see me this time. What's the purpose... Let's hear it."

This in itself is a very impolite thing, but when a baron is willing to take the time to meet a civilian, it represents a corporal of courtesy.

I've begged to see you twice, and I've spent money!Why don't you even look at the letter I asked to see?asshole!Tang Mo cursed in his heart, but the smile on his face didn't change at all. He lowered his head slightly and said, "That's right, Lord Baron. I invented a new gun..."

"Haha!" The two guards standing behind Baron Stella grinned disdainfully.

They were the baron's guards, and at their waists hung a very fine-looking flintlock pistol.The handle of the gun is engraved with patterns, and the flintlock is exposed.

Baron Stella's face was full of amusement, he looked at the two laughing subordinates, and said to Tang Mo, "What am I supposed to do... Now the Cyric flintlock is almost used all over the world. Hardly any flaws!"

"My lord! My new gun uses a new type of ammunition! It is hardly affected by the weather, and it can shoot farther and more accurately!" Tang Mo decided to explain to the arrogant fool in front of him what is called the progress of the times.

Although for more than 100 years, the flintlock has always been the main weapon equipped by the troops of various countries, but Tang Mo knows that this weapon is far from the end of the weapon.

This kind of weapon is destined to be replaced by more advanced and powerful weapons and become history, and Tang Mo firmly believes that the weapon in his hand represents the future.

"I know what you businessmen are thinking... I know! You always come up with some flashy things, and then imagine that the nobles will pay for your greed. Huh!" Baron Stella said with contempt.

The hound under his feet began to bark irritably, and threw himself at Tang Mo vigorously. Baron Stella's body, which had been hollowed out by alcohol, took great pains to grab the dog's chain.

Tang Mo really wanted to remind this damn bastard to take care of his dog.Because the ferocious hound was only a few centimeters away from biting his pants.

"My lord! I assure you..." Tang Mo finally endured until the dog stopped, and explained.

"Well... come here!" Baron Stella shouted, and the waiter not far away bowed his head and walked over. When the waiter approached, Stella pointed to Tang Mo: "Bring this guy here!" Send the things here, if I am not satisfied, I will fine him 1 gold coin!"

"Yes! My lord." The waiter glanced at Tang Mo, full of sympathy for the poor guy. It seemed that his lord was going to deceive people again, and this gold coin would definitely not be able to escape.

Tang Mo was very confident in his sample, because it was a good thing he and his old workers worked hard for 7 days and nights to create!
Enough to affect the outcome of the war... really good stuff.

When the servant came back, he was still carrying a wooden box that seemed to be more than one meter long in his hand.Although there is not much decoration from the outside, there is an indescribable simplicity and beauty.

Tang Mo came prepared and knew the importance of packaging, so he personally supervised the making of the box, with all eight corners polished and six sides waxed and polished.

At least, this box was thoughtful, so Baron Stella was slightly taken aback when he saw this box.

Then, he came back to his senses, handed the hound chain in his hand to a guard, and then waved to the other guard with ease.

The guard took out the musket at his waist as usual, tamped the gunpowder skillfully, stuffed it with bullets, then opened the flintlock and handed it to the baron.

"I'll give you a chance to perform. If you mess around, I'll beat you to death. If you don't satisfy me, just pay the money and get out!" The baron took the pistol and pointed it at Tang Mo. His joyful mood proved his Play this game often.

"This is my latest design and finalized Tang's K1 fast gun!" Tang Mo hurriedly opened the box held by the servant, and took out the long gun he had carefully assembled from it.

This weapon had a famous name in the era before Tang Mo traveled: Dreiser needle gun!It directly eliminated the big killer of the flintlock, and confirmed the existence of the basic style of the rifle in the next 100 years!
So Tang Mo is very confident in this weapon, he just has no confidence in the idiot baron in front of him.

But he didn't have any good solutions, the more difficult it is to meet important people these days, not to mention the wasted travel time, Tang Mo really didn't have much money to pay for the concierge to prepare for the meeting ceremony.

He calmly picked up the rifle, stuffed the paper-wrapped fixed ammunition into the chamber, and turned and pushed to close the bolt. The movement was smooth and fast.

Then he picked up the rifle, aimed at the distant woods and pulled the trigger, and a sharp gunshot echoed in the sky of the manor.A row of birds startled in the distance, fluttering their wings and flying into the distance.

While the four were stunned, Tang Mo pulled the bolt of the gun, poured out the incompletely burnt paper shell fragments, and blew on the barrel of the gun with his mouth.

There is no way, smokeless gunpowder has not been produced in this year, and it is a troublesome thing to clean the barrel after every shot.

However, compared with the flintlock, the needle-fire gun in Tang Mo's hand has already made a very obvious improvement.

It took almost half of the preparation time for the flintlock to fire, Tang Mo reloaded the ammunition of the cardboard fixed ammunition, pushed the bolt on the gun again, and was ready to shoot.

"Bah!" Another gunshot echoed in the empty sky. Tang Mo waved his hand to help the Baron disperse the gunpowder smoke that filled the surrounding air, and waited quietly for Baron Stella to speak.

"The box is good." The baron moved away the musket pointed at Tang Mo, pulled the trigger towards the sky, and fired the third shot.

As the gunshot gradually dissipated, amidst the barking of dogs, the baron handed the musket in his hand to his guard, pointed to the servant holding the wooden box and said casually: "When you leave later Just hand over the gold coin to him."

"My lord!" Tang Mo wanted to speak unwillingly, but Baron Stella stopped him with a gesture.

I saw the baron walked to the box containing the needle gun, looked carefully, and then said: "Just now I won't charge you for my bullets, this box is good, I just used it to hold my fishing tackle. "

"It's getting late, I still have to go to the dinner party of Viscount Hull." He turned around and sent Tang Mo off: "You can leave now."

This means that the time for this meeting has come.The servant handed the box in his hand to another guard, and then walked to Tang Mo's side, making a gesture of seeing off the guest.

Tang Mo squeezed out a smile with difficulty, bowed slightly, hugged his new quick grab, took two steps back, followed the servant, and walked towards the gate of the manor.

He knew that he had failed this time, who would have thought... that he would actually meet a second idiot who bought a box and returned the pearl?
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Long Ling is here to tell you a story again!The new book is here, thank you for your support!

(End of this chapter)