Throne of Shadows

Lots of weapons and very little energy.No, it can no longer be described as little. Although it is not a little bit, it is not too much to describe it as almost nothing.

Begobold stood in front of the huge particle destruction cannon, with his arms wide open: "Dongchen, look, look at this cannon, he can blast that damned city into ruins with just one shot, but Energy. Damn, there's no energy here."

Powerful weapons naturally require powerful energy, although the base in front of us is not as good as the space dock back then.But it can be counted on the ground, at least Begobold found many strategic weapons here.

A magnetic cloud generator that can trigger small-scale cumulonimbus clouds and form thundercloud storms.A flame shattering cannon that can destroy a medium-sized city with one shot.And... there are many, many other weapons of this type.

With them, any organization can challenge the world.

But energy!Damn energy. 800 years ago, humans have tapped the energy.Now these things have no use except to remember the past.Even a single shot with the lowest power would have to use the sum of energy equivalent to thousands of amethyst yuan.

Amethyst Yuan, the highest energy source in the world, is a substance that is only spread at the top of the society, and it can be said to be a legend.One of this kind of thing can make a fortune, let alone a thousand?

He weighed a thousand amethyst dollars, and I can buy a whole city.

Hearing Begobold's furious yelling, Dongchen blew on his ears and blew his fingers: "Don't get angry, look for it again, it's impossible for such a big base to have nothing useful."

That's right, such a large base cannot be without things.

At the risk of being buried at any time, a group of people have been gophers for a whole week, and the craziest socks and even food and lodging are inside.

Dig, dig to death, dig with your life.

Hard work will always be rewarded. No one will understand why ancient weapons appear in such a base, but he did appear.

There is a whole large warehouse of guns and ammunition, artillery, machine guns, and grenades, all in a mess.It's also thanks to the master Begoberd, otherwise I really wouldn't recognize it.

Dongchen held an oversized silver-white revolver in his hand and pointed it around. The revolver, which was half the size of a fist, had only three loading holes.

One shot, three shots, an enhanced version of the m500, a peerless weapon capable of firing 12.7cm armor-piercing violent bullets.Back then, special equipment was required to use this thing. Usually, one person could only fire two shots, one shot with each left and right hand. As for why there was a third bullet hole, in the words of Begobold, deterrence is greater than practicality.

boom!

Without the auxiliary equipment that can't be seen as weird, Dongchen waved his hand in the distance and just shot.

There was a muffled thunder-like sound brought about by the huge rear force on the shoulders. Begobird, who was almost lying on the ground, looked up at the rustling roof of the shed, and angrily swore with his fists: "You want to die!" Don't pull me, do you know that you almost buried everyone?"

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"It's just a test." Dongchen raised the back of his hand and rubbed his nose embarrassingly: "This gun is too weak, the speed is not enough, the sound is too loud, and the power is not good."

"Fart." Begoberd hopped his feet angrily: "How much stronger do you need gunpowder weapons? This is the gap between civilizations, understand? Two eras, a full gap between two eras."

"I don't care if it's civilization or the times, this gun is really too broken." The m500 thrown by Dang Dang bounced twice and landed on the ground, and the surface of the gun that had just been cleaned was re-stained with floating dust.

Begobold stared at it silently for a long time, his angry eyes turned into deep sorrow: "Eliminate..."

History always alternates between progress and elimination, the transformation of new and old, the melody of fate.

Are gunpowder weapons really useless?

Do not!

Today, when energy weapons are scarce, gunpowder weapons are bound to return.Although, they have no speed, although they have no power.However, they can have quantities.

It doesn't matter if you can't hit the moving ones, just hit the stationary ones, Beige Bird looked at Dongchen and smiled strangely: "The wind, the strong wind."

Turning around suddenly, staring at Beige Bird, Dongchen's eyes moved down little by little, and finally fixed on the m500 in the dust, and spit out four words one by one: "Qin, Jun, Arrow, Array! "

"If we have 100 people and [-] guns, we don't need any aiming, we just need to shoot straight ahead." Bergobold waved his arms frantically: "I don't know if the strong ones at the ground level can survive ?However, there can only be one end for the human level and the elementary level. They will be torn to pieces by the torrent of steel."

Countless bullets pierced the night sky, and rows of enemies exploded one after another. Dongchen's heart was pounding loudly: "According to the original plan, I wanted to take Obama's bastards back and lay down a piece of land. Now there are Without them, we can go faster."

"Yes, faster." Begobold's face was stern, and the two guys who were filled with hatred in their hearts laughed grinningly.

After a long time, Begobird, who was mad enough, squeezed out two words through his teeth: "Inner city."

"Yes, Inner City, we need to return." Dongchen bent down and picked up the m500 from the dust and blew it, and twirled his thumb: "Master, ha ha. Bego Bird, Our current level?"

"Garbage." Begobird took a cigarette from his head and put it in his mouth: "In their eyes, we are just a bunch of garbage, that's all."

"They will regret it." Dongchen raised his gun and aimed into the distance, his mouth cracked!Snapped!Two shots were fired.

Begobird's eyes were cold: "Yes, they will regret it, and they will never know what I found here."

"Blow them up directly?" Dongchen glanced at the label next to Begobird. The strange logo with three black and yellow intersecting lines has a charming charm.

Shaking his head quickly, Begobird took a cigarette from his curly hair and put it in his mouth: "No, what we need is possession, not destruction. There are not all bad people there."

"There is no difference between a bad guy and a good guy to me." Dong Chen gritted his teeth, and the veins in the hand holding the gun bulged.

"But it is for Anne." With a flick of his fingers, he flicked the lighter away, brought the dancing flame to his mouth, and Begobird took a deep breath.

The choking smoke filled the air...

Smoke, gradually burning to the end...

In the silence, Dongchen suddenly said: "It's very troublesome."

The fluttering cigarette butts whirled and flew into the distance, falling into a cloud of dust and disappearing without a shadow, and Begobird's eyes were shining brightly. "You never seem to be afraid of trouble?"

With some self-deprecating breath, Dongchen slowly looked at the lines on his palm, and raised the corners of his mouth ironically: "It's not that I'm not afraid of trouble, but that this world is already troublesome."

"Then do you do it?"

"Do it!" Turning his head firmly, Dongchen smiled evilly: "Why not? This does not conflict with my goal."