Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

Chapter 430: Crackling vs. Crackling
"Dear friends from Lingxi, welcome to Squirrel Military Industry. I am the person in charge, Tinian Ryan. Everything has been arranged. Please follow me."

"Good good..."

The caravan representatives, full of excitement, hurried to catch up, except for an old man with a white beard, who hesitated and muttered something as he looked at Squirrel Sandy who had already walked several steps away.

“Oh my god…”

If he could go back seven days, even if he beat James to death, he would not dare to believe that one day he would be warmly welcomed by a super-super-super-super-large squirrel that could walk upright.

At this time, seven full days had passed since they set foot on this foreign land.

But if these seven days were a nightmare for Pogba, then they were a fairy tale for James.

Because after negotiating with Colonel White Eagle, they obtained the right to temporarily dock at this port so that the four merchant ships and two armed frigates in the fleet could rest.

That’s right, this fleet was actually a merchant caravan. They were originally going to cross the ocean, bypass the influence of the Deep Forest People, and go to the Glowing Kingdom to do business.

But things at sea are unpredictable, who can say for sure?

The giant storm that the fleet encountered came too quickly and too fiercely. By the time the crew discovered it, it had already been caught by the strong winds and whirlpools.

Even as a professor of the Flight Department at the Lingxi Kingdom Magic Academy, it was quite difficult for James to fight against the power of nature.

What's even worse is that the God of the Ocean died in the war against aliens ten thousand years ago, and the unfortunate crew members don't even have anyone to pray for mercy.

So after a whole night of madness, the large fleet that originally had more than ten ships was blown down to only six ships.

Moreover, they suffered heavy losses and lost many soldiers and generals. With their current health and material reserves, they will definitely not be able to reach the Glowing Kingdom.

They could only find a place to dock quickly. Coincidentally, after reconfirming the direction, they determined that their destination was near the White Eagle Port.

I originally thought that there should be only cannibals around here and I shouldn't worry about them, and I could just take a short rest there, but I never expected that this place had already been occupied by someone.

I also learned from the colonel that there actually exists a huge, multi-ethnic, multi-member, loose collective with pioneers as its core.

Just like the desert tribal alliance on Lingxi's side, not only this bay, but the entire vast mountain forest is their territory.

...In fact, the colonel had originally considered whether or not to conceal the news of the existence of other people and unilaterally engage in diplomacy with these Lingxi people.

But if you think about it, these are all objective things. If you hide something and everyone finds out, that would not look good.

Therefore, fearing that he would offend both sides, he simply became the village chief of the novice village and took the initiative to provide the Lingxi people with more information about the pioneers.

For example, pioneers are open-minded. As long as the race loves peace and lives in peace, they are happy to coexist harmoniously and develop together with them.

Of course, this is because some players are stupid and take the initiative to become goblins or kobolds, so there is no need to tell them.

For example, although the pioneers have a loose structure and compete with each other, they will keep in step on major external events because of their common origin.

Of course, this is because everyone has formed a multipolar structure in another world, and they are all afraid that the deepening of conflicts will lead to a nuclear war, so there is no need to tell him.

For example, the pioneers possessed a sophisticated wisdom and created a variety of purely mechanical creations that did not require magic power to use...

"Oh~~~ It looks so delicate! Is it such a magical principle? You are really a group of geniuses!"

Seeing that the old man looked like he wanted to hold the gun in his arms, the colonel simply did him a favor.

"If you like, I'll give you this gun as a token of our friendship."

If this were an ordinary medieval world, guns and the like would certainly not be given away casually.

But considering that the old man can even fly so comfortably, a gun to him...maybe more like a decoration.

However, it would be rude not to reciprocate, so James, overjoyed, gave the colonel a piece of red magic crystal.

Moreover, as a kingdom built on commerce, according to the rules set by the first Golden King, every caravan actually has the right and obligation to explore more lands and make more connections for the kingdom.

Therefore, if the fleet found more trading partners here and reported it back to the kingdom, the losses from the shipwreck might be compensated. At least James, as one of the shareholders, would not have to lose even his pension.

So after repeated consultations with the fleet commander, who was also the leader of this caravan, he got the opportunity to form an exploration team and travel to the heart of the Savage Plains.

But you don't know until you see it. When you see it, you will be shocked. The strength of the pioneers is many times stronger than he imagined.

And it's not just weapons. Look at these buildings of various styles that he has never seen before. They are clearly one... no, several unprecedented unknown civilizations!
So this was not a disaster caused by the storm, it was clearly a great geographical discovery blessed by the goddess!

From White Eagle to China, to Royal, Gaul, Rossiya, and Japan, James' pen has never stopped.

"If I write a book about what I discovered here, I will surely become famous!"

It’s a pity that they have been out to sea for too long and the caravan has no time to waste, so they only plan to replenish supplies here for seven days before leaving.

He still has teaching work to do at the college and cannot stay here alone, so today is his last day of traveling in Savage Plains.

It could be because of this reason, or it could be simply a trade promotion, or more likely, each company intends to keep something in reserve.

In short, as a leader among private military enterprises, Squirrel Military Industry, which has been showing its potential since the internal test, became the target of their visit that day.

The gift given to him by Captain White Eagle was a gift-grade squirrel revolver made by a master craftsman, which would have a "gold" prefix in any major shooting game.

So he watched with his own eyes the workers busy at work on the assembly line, and then saw that one modified version of the third-generation Squirrel revolver, the same model as the one he had in his hand, was produced by the factory one after another.

“Is this… the end?”

The old man was knowledgeable and could naturally see that the sword the colonel gave him was not of the same workmanship and grade as these.

Even if it was placed in the most high-end clothing store in Lingxi Capital, it would at least be considered a custom-made product.

So what actually surprised him was that it would be so simple to create such a magical weapon with such great lethality?
This thing... Even if we give this thing to the dwarves, it will take at least three months, and it will require a lot of advanced formulas to produce it.

How come I've only been here for less than three hours and I've already seen hundreds of revolvers assembled? Isn't that too fast?
But seeing the confusion in his eyes, the squirrel woman actually touched her furry head in embarrassment. "I'm sorry, our production speed is indeed a bit slow. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."

"The main reason is that the demand for revolvers has dropped a lot in recent times, so we put more production capacity into the new semi-automatic pistol manufacturing line."

"If it were in the past, the production here would have to at least triple, and we would have to ship at least four-digit pistols a day, otherwise the dealers would have sent us messages to curse us."

This is true. For eight generations, their ancestors were either soldiers or farmers, and their ancestors were top-level rednecks who entered the country with Washington.

Ever since the star player [Squirrel Sandy] changed back to his real name and left the orc team to start his own military factory, countless people have come to join him.

What a coincidence, in White Eagle, which has been suffering from severe industrial decline, most of the few skilled workers now belong to this circle.

This has created the bizarre reality that a new brand like "Squirrel" has even stronger actual production capacity than those old-brand complexes.

At the same time, this is also the fundamental reason why the Squirrel Revolver has become popular throughout the Savage Plains and has become the designated sidearm for players. After all, the prerequisite for distributing the product is that you have to have the product.

but.

"I... that's not what I want to ask..."

"what?"

Looking at the old man who was almost frozen in fear, the squirrel suddenly realized.

"I understand. Please follow me!"

Then she picked up a newly assembled revolver and took the observation team to a nearby shooting range.

Now is the start-up phase, and it is not easy to market the brand, so every revolver that leaves the factory must first undergo rigorous testing here before it can be packaged and shipped.

In other words, you can use guns for free and have plenty of bullets, so the factory has regarded it as one of the benefits given to workers. Everyone should practice well, and if you go out to kill monsters with an empty gun in the future, don't say you are a squirrel.

Everyone in the observation group also successfully took advantage of this benefit. Although they didn't hit the target many times after firing for a long time, it did prove the stability and controllability of this pistol.

"So the quality of our pistol is guaranteed, so don't worry."

James then realized it belatedly and said, "You thought I was questioning whether the quality of the pistol can be guaranteed since it was produced so quickly?"

But he had no chance to speak now, because this overly successful sales pitch had driven the other members of the observation group completely crazy.

"Nothing to say, just take my money!"

"Would you accept barter? I have a lot of silky cloth that I'm going to sell to the Glowing Kingdom. I think you'll be interested!"

"How much stock do you have here? Bring them all out, I want them all!"

Perhaps in the observation group a few days ago, most of the members were brave sea warriors who were willing to sacrifice their lives for excitement.

But after making sure that the pioneers had no ill intentions, they basically turned to the wealthier merchants in the fleet.

There is no way, time is money, and first come first served is the business opportunity.

So James just watched them "spend" all the goods here, which should have been sold in the Glowing Kingdom.

After all, if even this revolver can be bought casually, then what else could be more worthy of being given to Lingxi?

The Squirrel was also happy about this. After all, he was a businessman now. If he could sell more goods, his third production line and the tank research and development line could be put into operation as soon as possible.

But while they were discussing business in a hurry, a large group of people also came here in a hurry outside the factory.

"Sir, there seems to be a pioneer gathering place ahead. Wow, there are so many buildings clustered here!"

Hey, you guys are the ones who can recognize the factory as a gathering place... Well, considering the special nature of the players, it seems that it can really be considered a gathering place.

"Hush, inform everyone to keep silent, let's wait and see what happens!"

Ji Ming certainly knew that this was Squirrel Military Industry, and he also knew that representatives from Lingxi were visiting here. It was a real hornet's nest.

The members of the coalition forces are not fools. Just by looking at the towering walls and the guards on the watchtowers, they can tell that this is definitely not an easy bone to chew.

But there was no way. They had suffered four consecutive defeats along the way and more than half of their soldiers were killed or wounded. If they went back like this, they would definitely be held accountable.

The building complex before them, which was obviously unusual for the pioneers, was clearly a good way for them to regain their face.

As long as we can conquer this place, no matter how great the losses are, I can give the adults an explanation when I return!
Therefore, no matter what, they could only and had to jump into the deep pit that Ji Ming had dug for them, the depth of which could not be seen due to the accumulated water.

Either you flee from here and return home in glory, or you simply drown here and put an end to it all.

After waiting for a while, the factory gate was opened and a group of people walked out, talking and laughing.

Ji Ming could tell at a glance that the Lingxi people had finished their visit and were planning to leave, so the God-chosen also saw that now was the time...

"The opportunity has come. Send out the entire army to attack and kill the enemy!"

This should be the first real offensive of the Southern Allied Forces after entering the Savage Plains, after a large force of nearly 10,000 people was reduced to only 4,000 remnants.

And he charged right away. Pogo led his 800 armored troops and rushed straight towards the factory gate. The sound of crackling horse hooves was endless.

But unfortunately, this is not Hefei, he is not Zhang Liao, and Squirrel Sandy is not some Jiangdong rat. He was born with a congenital gunfighting body with a 5.56mm bullet in his mouth.

So all the crackling sounds were met with only crackling sounds, and don't forget that shooting is the corporate culture of Squirrel Heavy Industry; even the old man guarding the door is a sharpshooter.

So the crackling sound soon turned into a crashing sound, and after the players picked up their AKs and started shooting heads, the gunpowder once again destroyed the knight class in this alien world.

(End of this chapter)