Abyss Express

On the intercity bus at the Mimir Hot Spring Market in the 18th District, Xueming leaned against the window and looked at the tundra scenery outside the window.

Oscar didn't come with him. The green-gold wolf's herbology mission was very long, and he had to stay in Saladin for more than half a year. Before leaving, the big wolf-dog shed tears pitifully - because the big yellow chicken came back with him. Saladin saw that the priest was leaving. It was anxious, so it started to use its claws to pluck Brother Wolf's hair.

Brother Wolf is no match for this griffin. He can only rely on fate to slowly tame the griffin.

It was already two days later when Jamie and his daughter returned to the Mimir Hot Spring Market. When they arrived at the Shuxin Apartment again and settled the father and daughter in place, Xueming finally breathed a sigh of relief—— This matter is done well, and then we just need to wait patiently for Jamie's work.

Speaking of Jamie's "rocket launcher", Xueming had some ideas in it. Light infantry weapons that are convenient for rapid marches usually don't have much lethality. Using conventional bullets to deal with disaster beasts has little effect, let alone the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult. Red Morpho Butterflies - these enemies with extraordinary soul power are more or less immune to bullet damage, unless they put the muzzle of the gun into their mouths and perform a passionate [mouth beep] to complete the execution.

Take the standard combat unit Johnny Johnny as an example. His soul power is blessed by an elixir. His range and endurance are incredibly powerful. He can apply different gravitational forces to the warhead to complete the bullet avoidance operation. Seven years ago, in You In the Lika Dome, Xueming competed with this powerful enemy. Winning this duel depends on endurance.

If ordinary ammunition is difficult to work, Xueming will look for explosives, especially bombs with cloud explosives to deal with difficult enemies. The red morpho units blessed by the elixir need more oxygen, and cloud explosive bombs will kill them. Extremely efficient. Burning out all the oxygen in a cramped room environment can quickly reduce the combat effectiveness of these undead monsters.

He needs a type of ammunition that can be mass-produced by Fragrance Fantasy, while also retaining the lethality of the warhead, and at the same time, the range should not be too high.

At the exhibition, Jamie showed off this rocket launcher, which gave Xueming hope of making heavy firepower portable.

Another week passed, during the time when Xueming found Mr. Wen Bucai to chat and fish, Uncle Jamie handed over his answer sheet. Taking two weapon boxes to the northern tundra of the hot spring market, on a cold frozen lake, along the small tents, I found the priest and Wen Bucai who were fishing in the ice.

Uncle Jamie opened the curtain of the tent, took in the heat and went to the stove, squeezed next to the priest, and put down the box.

"Father Zhang Congfeng, I've prepared what you want."

With that said, the old gunsmith took out a CZ-75 modification from the tool box. His earliest prototype was based on the CZ-75, because the pistol's aiming baseline was very low and it was easy to aim.

"This is its earliest appearance. In fact, it doesn't matter what the launcher looks like - what matters is the propellant."

Jamie explained patiently.

"For more than two months, I have been reversing the contents of the rocket, overturning it again and again, and finally have a decent launch process. I have prepared two rocket plans for you. When you have time ?"

"Yes! Yes, yes!" Xueming stayed in Mimir Hot Spring for so long just for this moment.

He quickly pulled Wen Bucai out and asked Mr. Wen to come with him to witness Wuming Doe's new weapon.

Wen Bucai couldn't move his legs while holding the fishing rod: "I just made a nest! Holy shit!"

The three of them came to the frozen lake and chose an open area. Jamie took out a few arrow-shaped bullets from his pocket, stuffed them into the magazine, and put them into the chamber of the gun - and then handed them over to the priest.

"Try it." Jamie licked his lips nervously. This firearm has been adjusted and modified in his hands for several years. The whole process was stop and go. At first, it was made for sailor equipment for the Eureka City Hall, and later And because of my daughter’s illness, I was running around raising money, so I had no time to take care of this scientific research work.

Jiang Xueming pointed the muzzle of the gun at the empty tundra, and then pulled the trigger.

A crimson flame spurted out from the muzzle, and then the arrows were like a straight meteor, streaking across the dark sky and earth. It was getting faster and faster. Xueming immediately took out his mobile phone to call the ruler tool. The projectile completely lost kinetic energy after 1,200 meters and fell to the ground due to natural gravity.

"Its muzzle velocity is only 120 meters per second." Jamie explained: "It uses liquid hydrogen propellant, and the primer is still the structure of conventional ammunition, and it is ignited by firing a firing pin."

"But after flying thirteen meters from the muzzle, its speed will exceed four hundred meters per second, and then it will get faster and faster. It is suitable for long-distance combat, but"

"But the shooting accuracy is terrible." Xueming rubbed the handle of the gun and took over Uncle Jamie's topic: "After exceeding the speed of sound, the flight trajectory of the rocket begins to become fantasy."

"I can't guarantee this." Jamie looked embarrassed: "It would be a waste of effort to get started. I don't have that much money to buy experimental materials, and I don't have that much time to learn the aerodynamics of rockets of this size. ——You can only try it a little bit."

Xueming took out an arrow bullet from the magazine and carefully observed the shape of the bullet——

——As Uncle Jamie said, it is a great joy that this weapon can shoot things, and it can maintain the flight attitude of the arrows at subsonic speeds. But in a supersonic environment, the burning liquid hydrogen warhead reacts violently with the air. It's not enough to just rely on a push hole to combat wind pressure.

This warhead still uses rifling cutting to complete the spin movement to maintain the ballistic attitude. This is the most scientific and lowest-cost method for traditional firearms, and has been tested in a large number of actual combats - but when used to launch rockets, such a small amount of rotational force is not enough. Not only are there not enough turns in the rifling, but the cutting depth for the bullet is also not enough.

Its power relies entirely on propellant, and the thrust will become stronger and stronger in the second half of the journey. After exceeding the speed of sound, the projectile's trajectory will have obvious left and right tilt deflections, all turning into a turning banana trajectory, five consecutive times. Targets ten meters away cannot be hit.

Xueming fired a few more shots and determined that the aerodynamics of the arrows had obvious flaws, but he was not discouraged.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Jamie felt very guilty: "I can only do this one step, why don't you look at the second ammunition plan?"

The second ammunition plan is to replace the expensive propellant of liquid hydrogen with pyroxene fuel——

——This is the pyroxene engine system disclosed by the Transportation Department. As we all know, trains in the underground world are made of stone. Especially the "blessing train" where Ao Hun Ming De's physical essence is located, their engines eat stones.

White stone represents pure energy. There are also several train conductors with special skills and special souls who can use their own spiritual bodies to drive the train. Their pyroxene consumption is huge, while other train engines mainly use the following fuels: Two kinds.

One is the most common white crystal. The train conductor and the stoker jointly use their spiritual bodies to stimulate the pyroxene engine, converting the natural spiritual energy in the white crystal into the mechanical energy of the engine. The energy utilization rate is about 60%. There is also a lot of dust and smoke produced after burning white crystal. These dust crystals will fall along the railway track along with the water vapor.

The other is Wood Plunk's pyroxene jewelry. The properties of the bomber's pyroxene are very similar to his spirit body. It is chicken blood hibiscus. This red stone has a higher energy density than white crystal and burns It is also faster than white crystal and more expensive.

Jamie took out the second gun, which was also a re-designed alien firearm after the CZ-75 had been heavily modified.

This launcher simplifies the structure of many traditional Browning recoilers, leaving many pressure relief holes for rockets. The whole thing looks like an L-shaped oval stick. In order to stuff the thick rocket magazine, its The handle has a very steep angle, more like a flintlock gun from the early era.

Due to the use of solid fuel, these pyroxene rockets require spiritual energy to activate. Jamie went to Galahad's online library to check the burning rate of bloodstone, and made a set of fuel ratios by himself, but the old man did not have a spiritual body. , so the first shot has to be fired by a psychic.

When he got the gun, Xueming was still shouting half-jokingly: "It won't explode, right?"

"No, I made a special move. There is a part of the propelling chamber in the gun chamber." Jamie smiled: "It's absolutely safe. The traditional pistol also has a hammer and needle reset structure. This launcher is not that complicated. The most complicated part is the design of the rocket body. So my first consideration is the safety of the weapon."

Xueming holds the gun and prepares to fire——

——Wen Bucai had already hid in the tent.

Xueming asked: "Why are you hiding so far away?"

Wen Bucai: "I've filed a gun before, and I'm afraid of it exploding!"

"Okay." Xueming pulled the trigger.

This time, bright golden-red flames spurted out from the pressure relief hole, and the barrel almost exploded into a fireball.

The energy density of chicken blood hibiscus stone is much higher than that of liquid hydrogen. As soon as the big flower exploded, Xueming felt a burst of hot air coming from his arm. He thought it was really exploded until the arrows flew so fast that he could see it. He couldn't see it anymore. He saw the scorched marks on the down jacket, which were made smelly by the flames from the firearm's pressure relief hole, and he came to his senses.

Wen Bucai: "What's the muzzle velocity?"

Xueming: "I can't feel it, I can't see clearly."

Wen Bucai: "What does the speedometer say?"

Two speed measuring instruments were placed at the muzzle of the gun and on the frozen lake a hundred meters away.

The arrow projectile uses hibiscus bloodstone as propellant. Its muzzle velocity is 270 meters per second. After flying more than 100 meters, it has an astonishing speed, which has exceeded four times the speed of sound.

But it’s still the same old problem. It’s the luck of the smoke from the ancestral grave that it can fly over the two swing arms of the speedometer. Xueming fired a few more rounds, but this time the hair was not visible. The arrow with the flaming tail The bullets were like naughty elves. They started to perform Brownian motion when they were about fifty meters away from the muzzle. One of the bullets became a soaring cannon, flying about ten meters away from the muzzle and jumping into the sky.

Here comes the most outrageous thing——

——Jiang Xueming decided to lie down on the ice and launch, trying to figure out its horizontal trajectory.

The aerodynamic design of the flechette only made the wind-breaking surface, and it had no tail fin. Uncle Jamie spent all his turning skills, but he could only make some arcs and threads suitable for spin on the warhead warhead.

When shooting while lying low, when the arrow leaves the muzzle, its tail flame can almost light Xueming's hair.

But in the blink of an eye, a golden-red spark suddenly bloomed on the smooth ice. The arrow hit the cold ice, followed by a violent whistling sound. It was like a drill, rapidly It spun around and dug a deep hole in the fifty-centimeter-thick ice layer. It took more than thirty seconds to drill before losing power.

When Xueming ran about twenty meters and found it in front of the pit, it was still spinning.

Xueming held the hot warhead and said, "Now the problem is found."

"The rocket produces a sonic boom when it breaks through the speed of sound. There are many turbulences in the air, the wind caused by changes in cold and heat, or the dust particles, will be affected by the huge sound waves. They are like water flow in the air, and the reaction of the water flow. Force is transmitted to the projectile, interfering with its flight path."

"When a conventional rifle bullet accelerates in the barrel and is pushed by gunpowder gas, it exceeds the speed of sound. After leaving the muzzle, it does not need to face the interference caused by the sonic boom resonance of the firearm, and there is no need to consider subsonic warheads. Ultrasonic boom.”

"Only this rocket that flies faster and faster is just like the big rocket that sends satellites into the universe. It needs to fight against the resonance phenomenon caused by constant acceleration."

Jamie: "I'll think about it again? Should I make a set of tail wings for it? Or..."

"Thank you, Jamie." Jiang Xueming decided to give it up. This gun still needs to be modified and redesigned——

——The direction of its pressure relief hole needs to be adjusted, and the warhead of the projectile can be stuffed with about 70 grams of cloud explosives, as well as a panacea. The launch part needs to be trimmed, and it needs to at least advance the tail flame hole to obtain strong spin centering force.

"I am very satisfied with your gift." Xueming did not accept these two sets of firearms. The idea provided by Jamie was correct. This was enough. Just by looking at it, he could remember the explosion diagram of the engineering sample in his mind. , go back and slowly make the finished product yourself.

He returned the two boxes to Jamie exactly as they were -

"——Take it to Eureka and show it to the Marine Corps' weapons design bureau. I suddenly don't want it anymore. I'm a psychiatrist. I wanted this thing out of curiosity at first, so I just played with it as a toy."

"Ouch." Jamie felt ashamed, thinking that his craftsmanship was not good enough: "I don't have any skills. Just..."

Xueming consoled him: "You are a very good gunsmith. Not everyone can make weapons from scratch, especially light weapons - I am afraid that only Brown can be famous for a hundred or two hundred years." Ning. But if no one tries, it will always be Browning. This spirit is worth encouraging."

"Hey! What do you think this is?" Jamie replied angrily.

Xueming continued: "Why don't you spend more time with your daughter? How is Benny these days? There are no sequelae, right?"

When talking about his daughter, Jamie immediately forgot about his worries at work——

"——Her elbows are turned out! She always speaks for outsiders! I said how can she like a criminal? She is still a member of the war gang! The one who killed her mother."

Xueming interrupted: "Always give people a chance to change their ways."

With that said, Jiang Xueming sent Jamie back.

After the small talk with Mr. Wen Bucai ended, Xueming got on the return train and returned to the Nine Realms calmly.

Arriving at the familiar House of the Rising Sun, a hundred meters away was the front of the Anonymous Club. 9527 knew in advance that her husband was coming back, so she kept squatting by the threshold, wearing pink plush pajamas, and looked up to everyone she met. Asking "Have you seen my psychiatrist?" made the guests feel uncomfortable, thinking that the anonymous mistress had gone crazy again.

In fact, Xiaoqi is not crazy, she is just horny and anxious.

When she saw Father Congfeng coming back, she pulled her husband to the corridor of the snack shop without saying a word. When she saw that no one was around, she immediately rolled up Xueming's sleeves and bit down on his arm.

"Hey, hey, hey! Hey!" Xueming shouted: "Hey! Hey, hey, hey! Hey! Pay attention!"

"Fried devil! Attack your mother's street!" Xiaoqi still had half of her husband's meat in her mouth, and couldn't speak at all: "It's been too long! Wait until the iron tree blooms, wait until the grass grows on the stone, wait until Brother Kun After pecking the rice and Jason licking the noodles, my desire burned all the locks in my heart! You just came back! Come on, come on!"

After saying that, the wife took the psychiatrist to the guest room of the Council of Five Kings.

"Wait a minute." Jiang Xueming asked, "Where is our baby?"

"The eldest child is watching TV on the second floor, the second child is playing with his mobile phone, the third child is reading Harry Potter, and Zheng'er and Sister Hong are learning Latin dance." Xiao Qi answered fluently.

Jiang Xueming: "Zhengyang is playing with his cell phone? How old is he? How dare he even if I don't play with my cell phone?"

"Oh!" Xiao Qi finally reacted: "Let's go take a look?"

The two mothers and fathers sneaked to the salon together and squatted where the second baby could not see them.

Jiang Xueming was a little worried: "Is he playing games?"

Xiaoqi: "It's good to relax once in a while. We only have two hours of game time during holidays. He's very polite."

Jiang Xueming: "What are you playing for?"

Xiaoqi: "What Meteor taught him was like a five-on-five team game."

Jiang Xueming thought: "Oh, he doesn't know how to curse, right? I often hear Ah Xing yelling and cursing, just because of the game. Several of my coaches, like Brother Zongzhu and Brother Wenlan, still have rights, and they get angry when they play games. I got angry. I saw a little brother in Saladin Town before, and it was because of playing this kind of game that he seemed to be a different person."

"I want him to control his emotions and insult others gracefully." Xiao Qi said.

Jiang Xueming: "I just curse people, how can I still be polite?"

As they said this, the two of them heard Jiang Zhengyang turn on voice communication and shout angrily.

"Jungle! If you don't come to help me! I will occupy your spawn point!"

Xueming: "Tsk"

Xiao Qi felt slightly embarrassed.

Xueming: "Honey, you might as well teach him Cantonese."

Just then, Meteor ran down from the second floor and was dripping with sweat.

When he saw the priest, his eyes immediately lit up and he was shirtless, as if he had just experienced a big battle.

"Oh!~Brother Feng!~"

It was difficult for Meteor to call Xueming by his real name, so he could only call him "Brother Feng".

Xiao Qi hurriedly tried to pull her husband away, but she couldn't because Meteor's force became stronger again. The boy grabbed Xueming's arm tightly, not giving his good brother any chance.

"Hey! Sister-in-law! Can you lend me this psychiatrist for a couple of hours?"

Xueming whispered to Xiao Qi: "It'll be quick, just two minutes."

Xiao Qi responded playfully: "You decide."

Meteor didn’t care how Xiao Qi winked——

——He has always been the one who can't read the atmosphere.

"Father, I recently went to Pankrasin Palace to practice. It was so exciting!~"

Jiang Xueming responded with a smile: "Well, how was the result?"

"I didn't even get in." Meteor held his head high, very proud: "But Teacher Beowulf taught me a lot! How about two tricks?"

Jiang Xueming: "I'm just a psychiatrist, cry general."

Meteor quickly lowered his voice: "How about we have a private fight?"

"You still have two minutes." Jiang Xueming was holding his watch: "Only our second floor?"

Meteor was overjoyed: "Okay!"

When there were only about fifty seconds left in the two-minute countdown, Meteor finally asked all the others to leave the fighting area, and it felt better to return to the ring to practice with Brother Ming.

He thought so, the bond between the two was like Sasuke Naruto and Sakuragi Rukawa, they were chasing each other and motivating each other. The moment they stepped onto the ring and got the gloves, this kid's whole body was on fire.

"Hey! Come on! We haven't had such a fun fight in a long time!"

Ah Xing, who was extremely excited, revealed a big flaw when he came up. What he didn't know was that Xue Ming's understanding of Beowulf was far better than his, from the most basic Pankrasin combat skills, footwork to striking skills. Application, Meteor simply couldn't catch up with Xueming's learning progress just by relying on more than two months of special training.

"Uppercut!"

After finishing a set of steps, pressing forward, roaring and applying pressure, Meteor was shocked in his heart.

"Why don't you fight back when I'm so vulnerable? Have you ever given up drugs?"

The flaw deliberately exposed was a sweet bait, and Xueming never touched it from beginning to end.

Come to the second round——

——For real this time.

"Take off! Uppercut!~"

The meteor has just started, and its front foot has not yet touched the ground. The next second he was in the infirmary.

The intermediate process is omitted, which is appropriate for his brain memory. There was an almost seamless switch, from pumping out the fist to touching the ground with both feet. The body had already arrived at the medical station on the first floor, and in front of him was the little fingered classmate holding a stethoscope.

Axing thought for a long time and finally choked out a saucy remark.

"I didn't press ESC either? Why isn't there even a settlement animation? Is it a soul power attack?!"