The Last Mecha

Chapter 38 Memories ([-])

After everyone tried another ten shots with the target, Tom Totti straightened up confidently, and then pulled the breech bolt at the front of the gun body, "Since it's my choice, I'll make a fool of myself first."

The shortcomings of the front-loading gun are reflected here. The three-foot-long gun body has to reach out to pull the front bolt every time it is fired. In comparison, the breech-loading gun does not even need to be removed from the shoulder when pulling the bolt. It can save more than double the time.

This privately made 1678 Miller muzzle-loading rifle was not equipped with a scope. It was a big problem to aim at a target on the sea cliff one mile away with the naked eye through a machine sight.

The cold rifle rested on Tom Totti's shoulder, and he sneered secretly in his heart.

He has been shooting targets and hunting with this gun for half a year, and he feels very familiar with it. In addition to the improvement of his eyesight and physical strength brought about by the up to 12 qi, his vision is three times better than that of ordinary people. There was no jitter, and it was not difficult for him to hit the target.

He closed his eyes to feel the direction of the wind, and then opened them suddenly, a wolf-like ferocious force emerged from those blue eyes, and the next second he pulled the bolt of the gun violently, held his breath, stabilized his frame, and aimed with one eye, three times Click the line and shoot, all in one go.

In the roar of the 1678 Miller, the gunpowder pushed the metal projectile all the way away, nailing flower-shaped burst holes in the standard target on the sea cliff.

Wu Gou looked through the binoculars and saw that the shot happened to hit the intersection of the eighth and ninth rings.

"It seems that today is indeed my lucky day, let me see what the young master is capable of."

As Tom Totti said, he handed the rifle to Liu Shuying who was behind him, picked a piece of dogtail from the ground and held it in his mouth with a smile.

The 17-year-old boy clenched the gun in his hand. After he calmed down, countless thoughts turned in his mind, and he also knew that he had no chance since he had never touched a gun. The only chance for this bet to succeed was Wu Gou.

He cursed in his heart that he couldn't hold back his temper, and bad things would happen in the future.Judging from the relationship between Wu Gou and Tom, this was originally a deal that must be won, and if it just fell through, it would really deserve it.

Without complaining or sighing, Liu Shuying imitated Tom Totti and pressed his shoulders tightly. With one open eye, he looked into the distance through the sight hole of the machine, and the target one mile away could only see a mass of Blurred phantom.

He sighed inwardly, and then pulled the trigger. The recoil of the bolt-action rifle hurt his shoulder, but he didn't make a sound from the beginning to the end.

"Pity."

Wu Gou said in his heart that he could see through the binoculars that there was a small hole in the stone wall below the standard target, only two or three feet away from the target.

Judging by the standards of using a gun for the first time, it is not known whether he is lucky or talented.

"Wu Xiaoyou, I can only look at yours."

Tom Totti tried his best to hide the smile on his brows, but he didn't expect that he would have the opportunity to pick up a qi door for nothing. For this reason, he did not hesitate to choose this project with his old face, and it was natural that he would win it.

He didn't believe in the fact that these two brats who had never been on the battlefield wanted to win against him.

Wu Gou didn't say anything, but quietly took the blessing from Liu Shuying's hand, patted the other person's back, and took this opportunity to stick it close to his ear.

"Watch how I beat this bastard."

This sentence he used was not Jiang Song's accent, but the vernacular of the capital promoted by Emperor Xia. The voice was very soft. Tom Totti couldn't understand clearly, but Liu Shuying said every word was true. into the ears.

He looked at Wu Gou with rather surprised eyes, but didn't respond.

Wu Gou picked up the gun and set it up in a standard posture. Looking through the sight hole, the target on the cliff was also vague and unrecognizable, not much better than Liu Shuying.

In his previous life, he knew guns well on the battlefield, and this thing has an advantage over fists and feet, that is, although his body is very different from what it will be a hundred years later, the iron rod will not be different no matter how long it develops.

But even so, facing a new gun, Wu Gou knew that with his body's current abilities, his chances of hitting the target were not more than [-]%, let alone a few rings.

But there is a premise for this statement, that is, it is only based on the current ability.

By loosening his shoulders, Wu Gou glanced at the two people behind him from the corner of his eye, and then lightly slashed the blade hidden in the gap between his left fingers, and immediately a small stream of blood flowed out from between his fingers, connecting him with the qi in the gun body. Metals are connected on some level.

The feeling of the electric current passing through the body along the fingertips became stronger in an instant. Wu Gou bit his lip, imagining in his mind, condensing his consciousness into a solid needle, and after passing through the invisible wall, it turned into a stream of water. , sprinting along with that qi.

It has been proven since 1692 that blood, especially one's own blood, is more effective as a form of contact.But in this era, no matter what kind of contact method with Qi metal, the final effect is very ordinary.

The first reason is naturally the backwardness of technology itself, while the second reason lies in people.

The benefits of utensils are important, but the shortcomings of theoretical methods also lead to the fact that many people in this world are not good at using qi actively.

Wu Gou's gamble capital this time is the latter. His consciousness came from the body of the Mech War God in the previous life, condensed like steel, and carried priceless experience and knowledge, although 0.99 Qi is not enough for him to directly It uses Qi doorway to heaven, but now it is directly connected through blood and Qi metal medium, so there are two things to say.

He wants to forcefully use Qi with a mortal body!
But this is a bet, and the probability of success is [-]%, even Wu Gou himself doesn't know.

With the help of the blood, the medium and the body formed a complete circle, and the condensed qi swam through his whole body for the first time, causing tingling and confusion to strike one after another.

For a moment, his consciousness fluttered, and the world in his eyes fell into chaos, and he couldn't distinguish between bright and dark.
Seeing the sky again in a trance, the sound of Xisi Suo came from his ears, and the chill gradually subsided, Wu Gou raised his head, only to see lonely raindrops falling from the cloudy sky.

He held a light yellow oil-paper umbrella in his thick and sturdy hand, surrounded by mountains, and the emerald green color moistens the rain continuously.In the clear pool of water at the foot, a tall and thin young man is reflected, with sharp edges and corners, and the unshaven stubble is stained with wind and dust.

On March 1706, 3 in the new calendar, a super-large vein of Qi metal was discovered in the northern part of the Wujiang River in Daxia, but for some reason, the news leaked out in only three days, shocking the whole world.One month later, the Northwest traveled thousands of miles to the Church State to coerce the Royal Army of Koli Island by means of roads and carts. The former crossed Haishitian, and the latter went straight to the Haitang River.

The situation is extremely strange, the seemingly demented church state, the desperate Goryeo royal family, and the silent Luoche, all of which have intertwined interests.

Less than seven days after the Dongchuang incident, Breton, Frank, Milligan, and Fusang were arguing at the negotiating table.The foreign troops stationed in various districts of the peninsula are ready to move, and there are rumors that there are even more secret weapons waiting to be put into the battlefield.

Wujiang River is like a powder keg, instantly igniting the Asia Minor region that has been quiet for several years.

Emperor Wu of Great Xia launched a mighty War to Protect the Country, and the new army, which had been restructured for less than ten years, went to the battlefield, carrying new-style ordnance containing energy produced by major arsenals.Many martial artists and non-governmental groups joined the army or went there on their own initiative. After 20 years of rectification and purges, the once corrupt and unstable Xia Kingdom suddenly lost its will to fight.

At the age of 29, Wu Gou was resolutely preparing to join the army. He didn't want to be held down by his master Jiang Mulin and sent to the opposite southwest Hucheng. A Taoist priest who has been in the world for a long time.

　It's time to test the waters, and I'm asking for a follow-up on Tuesday

　　
　
(End of this chapter)