The Last Mecha

Chapter 37 Dock, Targeting

Tom Totti's view of time and space is stretching and slowing down, and his brain is running fast, including all possibilities.But even so, he couldn't think of the possibility of winning the two bets with him.

First of all, he doesn't consider things like piano, chess, calligraphy and painting at all, and he doesn't have the confidence to compete wisely with Wu Gou.

As for boxing skills and swordsmanship, he never felt that he would lose to this young man. Anyway, he was also killed on the battlefield, and his energy level was as high as 12.And the two little ghosts in front of them started practicing martial arts from their mother's womb, and now it is a miracle that they can have a 6 to 7.

Whether Qi has passed 10 or not, the difference is huge.

As soon as Tom Totti looked up, Wu Gou, who was waiting patiently in front of him, looked indifferent, as if he was not in a hurry about his choice at all, which made him even murmur.

Great Xia martial arts have a long history, among which there are too many strange and mysterious ones. In the eyes of Westerners, they are as elusive as those true and false yin and yang hexagrams.

Thinking of this level, the more Tom Totti thought about it, the more he felt that Wu Gou had hidden a mysterious kung fu of first-sighted killing. If he chose fists, kicks and swords, it was tantamount to stripping naked and jumping into other people's traps.

His constantly flickering eyeballs suddenly stopped, turning around in their sockets, and a perfect thought came into his mind.

That's right, he doesn't know what is hidden in oriental martial arts, but firearms can't have the gun fighting skills passed down 1000 years ago.

He can believe that Wu Gou is proficient in martial arts, but if he is also an expert in hot weapons, he will definitely not believe it.

"Well, I'm a rough man. I don't have eyes for fists, feet and weapons. Even a competition can easily hurt people. The original intention of this game is to be friendly and just have fun. Then let's compare. Do you know what this is?"

As Tom Totti spoke, he lifted a rectangular metal box turned upside down with his broad arms, and the things he pulled out from it made Liu Shuying take a deep breath.

It was a gun, with a very light cyan color floating on the cold shell, and there was a faint smell of gunpowder. God knows what this thing has shot.

"The Model 1678 Miller front-loading rifle, a qi-containing gun produced by Breton, symbolized the highest level of that era. Even if qi was only used by soldiers with a small number of digits, its power and range were about 80 times that of ordinary guns. , in contrast, the recoil has hardly changed. But since the late [-]s, breech-loading guns appeared and emerged on the battlefield, this thing will gradually be eliminated. "

Wu Gou said a lot without thinking. His hand stroked the scratched gun body slowly. There was almost no feeling of electric shock at the moment of contact, which showed that the qi metal content of this gun was not high. Qualified, [-]% of this thing is also made by Tom himself, and the quality is not flattering.

But this time, he didn't expose the opponent's background again.

Tom Totti was not overly surprised by Wu Gou's knowledge, but Liu Shuying's eyes widened once again, and he felt more and more that his new brother was unfathomable.

"So, Mr. Baron, do you mean marksmanship? It's a wise choice. I haven't pulled the trigger since I was born."

Wu Gou scratched his head, his face still expressionless, his actions were seen by Tom Totti, who felt more and more that he had chosen the right project.

Little did he know that in Wu Gou's mind, Tom Totti had chosen the only project he might have a chance at.

His original idea was actually very simple, he acted like he had a well-thought-out plan, if Tom chose something else, he would lose. His understanding of the Qimen Daotian in this world is very limited, and this Britannian couldn't ask any crucial questions.He has the right to sell personal invitations, and he can also prostitute free Qi-containing objects along the way, and also help Liu Shuying solve the problem.

And since he chose the marksmanship, and still used the Qi-containing rifle, it was not just a chance of winning.

For Wu Gou, whose qi level is only 0.99, a muzzle-loading gun with a qi content lower than the military standard is a suitable medium.

Of course, as a method of using qi, the qimen daotian is not so easy for him to use with this body.Even if he came into contact with the primer, it would be almost impossible for him to explode the seeds in an instant, and then break through the barrier, which is like writing a novel. Wu Gou has another use for that gun.

On the pier of the concession, a gray-white seagull stood on the mast, turned its head to look around alertly, and then spread its wings to ride the wind. The huge shadow covered the sky, and it was nearly five feet long.

It swooped down swiftly, its claws glowing blue like knives, tearing apart the sun-glittering sea surface, and a little bit of floating light attached to the flying waves, then fell again, hitting the sea surface and smashing into pieces one after another.

In an instant, a one-and-a-half-foot-long green-finned horse-faced fish was writhing between the seagull's sharp claws. The weight and strength made the seagull scream, and it was about to fall into the sea as soon as it tilted its body.

However, its sharp claws exerted all its strength, and the next moment, the whole fish head that was cut off fell into the sea surface, and the seagull dragged the remaining half of its body away and flew away, dark red blood spots flying all over the sky.

Such a strange picture has attracted the attention of many people, but because they have seen it so many times, no one is amazed.

100 years ago, the seagulls on this coast could only spread their wings at most three feet, and the green-finned horse-faced puffer was more than half a foot long, and rarely appeared in shallow water.

Since Qi metal appeared in the field of vision of human beings, it is not known whether it is due to the discharge of waste water from factories in various countries or other reasons, and the ecological environment has also undergone changes quietly, but no one cares.The few scholars who proposed to seal up Qi metal to protect the environment were all submerged in the torrent of time.

Wu Gou squinted his eyes and looked at the surface of the sea where a hunt had just taken place. In his impression of Jiang Song in his previous life, at the end of the seventeenth century, the environment should not have accelerated to such a point.

"Although Wu Xiaoyou has seen a lot, he still doesn't see much in that area, does he?"

In the sun, Tom Totti smiled with his yellow teeth, and he played with Laifu's hands without stopping.

When the sailors and workers at the dock saw him appearing with such a gadget, they didn't express anything, as if they were surprised by the seagull.

"The seabird is nothing at all. If you don't go to the far sea by boat now, it is still very difficult to have the opportunity to see that kind of real monster. In the Pacific Ocean, I have seen a sea monster covered in iron plates. Damn, that thing is black and blue and sparkling, and it has nothing to do with Qi metal. A tentacles can be more than ten or twenty feet long when it comes out of the water, and it will lose a layer of skin when it touches it. It's smaller My boat sank after being tossed by it a few times, scaring me to death.”

After hearing this, Wu Gou nodded and asked, "Did you kill it in the end?"

"Still killing? In the end, there are only two ships left in the entire fleet. It's good that I can come back alive. The kind of thing in the sea is the emperor, and humans can't beat it."

Tom Totti recalled with lingering fear, shaking his shoulders unconsciously.

Immediately, he shook his head, shaking off the memories that made his heart palpitate, and pointed his calloused index finger at the sea cliff in the distance.

Wu Gou squinted his eyes and could barely see the target hanging from two logs.With the help of binoculars, he could see clearly that it was a standard target with six to ten rings, with a red spot the size of a bean in the middle, brand new, without a single bullet hole, and it was about a mile away from them.

"Since Xiaoyou Wu has left the project to me to choose, I am too embarrassed to make the decision myself if there is any comparison."

Tom Totti smiled. He is confident in his marksmanship, not to mention piercing Yang with a hundred paces, which is enough to gain a foothold on the battlefield.

Wu Gou glanced at Liu Shuying behind him, then squeezed his chin, and gave the answer after thinking for a second:
"One shot decides the outcome. It's only a one-shot match. I'll lose if it's a tie."

(End of this chapter)