Grand Arcanist of Azeroth

Chapter 13: Three Generations of Poor Engineering
Jindi put up a closed sign at the door, then took Herald to the back room, opened the lifting platform and entered the basement.

The basement is more than 150 meters deep underground, and ordinary nuclear explosions can be blocked.

Dig the basement so deep, of course, it is impossible to make a small fuss.

It was a circular space of at least [-] square meters.

Judging from the passages extending in all directions, this huge underground space must lead to other places.

Seeing this large-scale project in front of him, Herald was not surprised.

Both gnomes and dwarves belong to the rat family, and they especially like to dig underground in the dark.

They either hollowed out mountains, or dug a city out of the ground.

It's normal to dig a mall out of the ground.

Those in power in Dalaran with great powers are very strict in monitoring the ground.

A place so deep underground is out of their monitoring range.

This reminded Herald of the sewers in Dalaran in the game.

Such a huge underground space, of course, opened a lot of shops.

There are also many customers coming and going on the street.

The shops opened here will more or less have some contraband.

But mainly to avoid Dalaran's heavy taxation.

Jindi is in the underground black market, and there are shops several times larger than those on the ground.

Inside the store, a little dwarf was sitting bored behind the counter reading a book.

Seeing the boss bring someone over, the little dwarf hurriedly hid the book, and ran over to receive the boss.

Jin Di, who was in a good mood, didn't care about paddling at all.

"Go get our big guy out."

"Boss, which one do you want?"

"The biggest one, of course."

"Ok."

The little dwarf quickly ran into the warehouse in the back room to work.

The products on the shelves of this store are all created by serious engineering.

Various engineering auxiliary props are displayed on the counters and shelves.

There are also many muskets, grenades, and mortars displayed on the walls and beside the walls.

But Herald didn't see any large war machines like steam tanks or armed helicopters.

It is estimated that it is not for sale and will not be sold.

Herald was a little curious about the big guy the two little dwarfs were talking about.

Dwarves are generally no more than one meter tall, and their big dicks must have moisture.

This can be seen from the mortar in the corner.

The caliber of that thing is at most 50mm, which is almost a replica of the little devil's grenadier.

Only poor people use that kind of small broken cannon with firepower to catch emergencies.

If the mortar does not have a caliber of 120mm, it is all a small water pipe with weak power.

The muskets hanging on the wall are not bad, and the caliber starts with 10mm.

Some muskets have a caliber exceeding 20mm, and small-caliber mortars are the two extremes.

The gnomes are very smart, and they make these weapons without design problems.

The mortar is used by the dwarf himself, and of course the caliber cannot be too large.

Those muskets were prepared for dwarves, and of course the caliber was made to be bigger.

Although dwarves are short, they are a bit shorter than humans.

Their nickname is Son of the Earth, and their strength is among the best in the entire continent!
Except for the mutant species in the trolls, currently there is no race that can compete with the dwarves.

Herald weighed the musket and felt that it was also suitable for high elves.

These muskets can be transported to Dalaran by gnome mages for sale.

It shows that the recoil of the musket is still within the tolerance range of most people.

The power of muskets is much stronger than that of ordinary bows and arrows.

Many weaker enchanted bows and arrows may not be as easy to use as muskets.

And the musket is easy to use as a weapon.

Even civilians can master it quickly and use it decently.

According to common sense, high elves and civilians will also be very strong.

There is no need for such simple and crude weapons as muskets.

After all, their long lifespan is there.

Even if a pig has cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years, he can still become a pig demon!
But the high elves have so many good-for-nothings to eat and wait to die.

Talented and hard-working high elves, their strength is extremely powerful.

Those high elves who are not talented and don't work hard, naturally have little strength.

When disaster strikes, the three-legged cat's martial arts and archery skills of the civilians will not be able to stand on the stage at all!

The introduction of powerful muskets can give civilians combat effectiveness at critical moments.

After making up his mind, Herald chose a more suitable musket.

"Is there a place to test the gun? Let me see how powerful it is."

Seeing that the high elf mage was interested in muskets, Jindi cheerfully led the way.

When passing by the warehouse, he yelled into it.

"Gerbin, wait a minute and send the big guy to the gun test room."

"Understood, boss. I'll send it over soon."

From the slightly opened door, Herald saw what was stored inside, which seemed to be a large mechanical body.

The technology route of the gnome is quite weird, but the whole is quite developed.

The steam tanks they produced for the dwarves are very retro.

The mechanical chocobo he uses is very sci-fi.

This weird technological route is comparable to steampunk!
It looks very retro, but it is actually full of black technology!

The mechanical body in the warehouse, Herald guessed it was some kind of robot.

Considering the character of the dwarf who is picky and picky, it is estimated that it is impossible for the robot to take it out.

But Herald is looking forward to the big guy who can be put together with the robot.

The gun interview room in the store is a straight tunnel with a length of over 100 meters.

The electric light on the top of the tunnel illuminates the inside of the tunnel as bright as day.

A human-shaped target is placed according to the distance.

At the entrance of the tunnel, sandbags were piled up as shooting shelters.

Although these arrangements are rough, the security is no worse than that of shooting clubs on Earth.

The musket that Herald chose was a long-barreled musket that dwarves like to use very much.

This musket is known for its accuracy.

It is just over one meter long and weighs about ten kilograms.

Its appearance and structure are relatively simple, similar to the old-fashioned bolt-action rifles on Earth.

After Jindi gave a brief explanation, Herald pulled the trigger in a dignified manner.

"Bah"

A crisp gunshot sounded.

A bright flash of fire flashed from the muzzle.

The musket's recoil was not small, pushing Herald back half a step.

Although this strength is already very strong, it is still within his tolerance range.

The smoke produced by the burning of gunpowder is very light, similar to that of smokeless gunpowder.

He is also very satisfied with this.

But as a novice, Herald's hit rate is terrible!
Although it did not hit the sky or the ground, the target 20 meters away did not hit.

Jindi, who was watching from the sidelines, was not surprised. He handed a box of shells to Herald.

"Novices are not so easy to hit the target, just practice more."

Herald ejected the cartridge case, reloaded it, and continued firing at a target 20 meters away.

The crisp gunshots of "Bah bah bah" kept echoing in the tunnel.

The 20-meter target is already very close.

However, Herald's shooting talent is very average.

He fired several shots in a row, and finally managed to hit the target.

The target made of solid wood was broken into two by the sawdust.

Looking at the broken solid wood target, Herald nodded in satisfaction.

"Well, the power of this gun is good. I think it would be enough for a troll to get shot!"

When Jindi heard this comment, she immediately burst into joy.

"You have a good eye, my guest! The dwarves' mountain ranger troops like to use it against trolls."

The daily task in Azeroth is to eat, sleep and fight trolls.

Killing trolls is politically correct.

Even gnomes, who don't like violence very much, hate trolls who can't kill them.

After all, trolls like to eat people.

No one wants to be eaten by trolls.

In fact, the weapons developed by the gnomes were originally intended to be used against trolls.

(End of this chapter)