America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 248 Florida Destroyer, Reappearance
"Let me think about it." Browning was still hesitating.

After all, if he really agreed, he would have to stay with this piece of loess all day long.

"We can do big things." Chen Jianqiu smiled and started to draw a cake, "We have to dabble in various aspects, not only rifles and revolvers, but also bigger and more violent things.

"New weapons, new business opportunities, more money."

"Okay, but the gun is easy to talk about, and other things..." For the first time, Browning showed no confidence in Chen Jianqiu's ambition.

"Have confidence in yourself." Chen Jianqiu encouraged, "You are the best designer on this continent. I will find help for you."

"Well, but I may not stay in Roswell forever." Browning agreed.

Immediately, he suddenly remembered something, and pointed to the carriage behind him, "By the way, I brought you the batch you ordered last time."

Chen Jianqiu's gaze had actually been fixed on the carriages behind him.

He rubbed his hands together: "Drag it in, drag it in, let me see what it's all about."

The carriage drove into the warehouse in the yard.

Carlby after cart, Browning removed the covering cloth.

The first car is five or six boxes of continuous-fire rifles, imitated by Winchester M1873, produced by Browning's factory, and there are some unbranded left-handed pistols. Chen Jianqiu probably copied them secretly by Browning. Yes, nothing unusual.

The second car was full of ammunition. Chen Jianqiu turned over a box of ammunition, ranging from rifle ammunition to revolver ammunition, in various calibers.

The third car is some gun related accessories and gun oil, which are used for maintenance of existing guns.

Chen Jianqiu called the Chinese workers to move the guns and ammunition out of the car, and put them in the warehouse by category.

It stands to reason that these are the only things that can be bought in gun shops.

However, there were several carriages behind.

Chen Jianqiu vaguely remembered that the last time he made some "little requests" to Browning.

Browning didn't say anything, and went directly to uncover the cloth on the two carriages behind.

Two brand new Gatling machine guns appeared in front of Chen Jianqiu.

"The ones that can be bought in the market now are not good. The ammunition feeding method and stability are very general. I have modified the magazine based on theirs. You can see if it works well." Browning patted one of them. It's a stand.

"Let's try again later, didn't you spend a lot of effort to build this thing?" Chen Jianqiu touched the fuselage of the hand-cranked Gatling.

"It's okay. After all, it came out of my own factory, and it went smoothly. Compared with that stuff, it's much easier." Browning pointed to the last carriage.

That carriage looked different from the others.

The wheels of this carriage are larger than those of the previous ones.

I don't know if it's to conceal people's eyes or for some other reason, but the outside is covered with wooden boards, and the shape cannot be seen from the outside.

But in Chen Jianqiu's heart, he had already made a rough guess.

He directly found a crowbar from the corner of the warehouse, carried it to the side of the carriage, lifted the piece of cloth on it, and then used the crowbar to pry all the wooden boards covering it off.

A dark object appeared in Chen Jianqiu's vision.

"The Krupp breech-loading gun is a German gadget. It's a good thing, but it's a bit expensive." Browning said with his arms crossed.

"I'll make up the price difference later." Chen Jianqiu bent down and began to observe this guy carefully.

When he first met Browning, he actually asked him if he could build a cannon. He had seen a cannon in Clark's warehouse before, but that one was muzzle-loading, not the same as this one. Fabi.

"Where did you get this thing?" Chen Jianqiu stared at the dark muzzle and observed the barrel of the gun.

"The samples sent by the Germans to the army, but the army didn't purchase them, because they probably didn't think they needed them. The Germans didn't bother to ship them back, so after seven or eight turns, it was in my hands."

Browning walked to the side of the second car, opened two wooden boxes, and pointed inside: "The ammunition is here."

"Go and call Danny over." Chen Jianqiu turned his head and said to Li Sifu beside him.

Li Sifu trotted and came to the door of Danny's family.

For Danni and his wife, Chen Jianqiu fulfilled his promise and built them an independent new home in Roswell New Town.

This is one of the few in the new town who can enjoy this treatment.

But almost no one has an opinion.

The answer is simple, because some laws stipulated that female Chinese were not allowed to enter the United States a few years ago, so most of the Chinese workers here are bachelors.

Only a few have families.

It's not too much for a person with a family to own a house alone, not to mention that Danny is still the foreman of the construction site.

"Women and bread, there will be." Chen Jianqiu said to them.

When Li Sifu came to the door of Danny's house, Danny and his son Holly just came back from the clinic run by Teresa, and he was washing his face in the living room of the house.

"Danny, the boss is looking for you." Li Sifu excitedly shouted into the living room from outside the door, "There are cannons, there are cannons!"

Danny, who lowered his head, didn't seem to have heard what Li Sifu was saying clearly. While washing his face, he replied, "Excuse me, what did you just say?"

"Gun! Danny! Boss got a cannon!"

"Boom."

The basin fell off the table, turned over on the ground, and the water spilled all over the floor.

Danny didn't bother to wipe his face clean, so he ran out of the room, grabbed Li Sifu's shoulders with a pair of big hands, and shook: "Where is it? Take me there quickly."

Just as the two were about to leave, suddenly a person also rushed out of the house.

"Dad, wait for me!" Holly still had a brush in his hand.

Soon, Li Sifu brought Danny and his son to the door of the warehouse.

Browning, Asuka, Abiot, Chen Jianqiu and He Jiasheng are already in the warehouse.

Danny also saw the Krupp breech-loading gun.

"This stuff is yours to take care of." Chen Jianqiu said to Danny, "You play first, and we will have more later."

Danny walked around the cannon a few times, then moved his hands up and down, stroking the cannon body like an idiot.

Although he still used muzzle-loading guns when he was an artilleryman in the Civil War, it is not a problem that the loading method is different.

"Can I try?" Danny's hands were itchy, and he couldn't help making this request.

Asuka and Abiot showed a hint of worry on their faces.

Unexpectedly, Chen Jianqiu didn't care at all, he pointed to the desert shooting range in front of him: "Go and try it, the shooting range is meant for use."

Danny got the permission, and happily moved a box of shells, beckoning to Holly behind him:
"Come on, let me show you how your father used to fuck."

The two got into the carriage, dragged the breech-loading gun, and headed towards the shooting range.

Chen Jianqiu watched the father and son leave with a smile, turned around, and called Asuka to his side.

He whispered to Asuka, "Pick seven or eight guns, wipe off the production numbers and brands, get some bullets, and sell them to Thiago and the others."

Chen Jianqiu patted Gatlin again: "Two for Gatlin, keep one, and sell him for the other."

Asuka had a bit of reluctance and worry on his face: "Boss, do you really want to sell him? I always feel that people like Thiago are not reliable, and his strength becoming too strong may not be a good thing."

Chen Jianqiu looked at Asuka, he felt that Asuka had grown a lot during this time:

"That's right, people like Thiago like to float, and it's not impossible to turn against us."

"Then you still..." Asuka hesitated.

"He's still useful for the time being." Chen Jianqiu touched Gatlin's barrel again, "If the dog dares to show its teeth, I'll pull out his teeth again."

"Boom!"

A loud noise scared Meyer, who was picking his nails in the office of the Roswell refinery, and sat down on the ground.

"What the hell is happening!" Meyer got up from the ground and ran out of the office as if flying, "Could it be something wrong with the refinery or the oil well?"

After patrolling the venue and finding that everything was fine, Meyer patted himself on the heart,
"What's going on recently? It's all inexplicable."

He was going to knock on Captain Lynch's door again. After thinking about it for a while, the next plan was feasible, but if it really didn't work, getting Pinkerton's people to directly escort him would be a way.

At the same time, on the shooting range outside the town, Danny and his son Holly smashed the abandoned empty fuel tanker that was the target in the distance with one shot.

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(End of this chapter)