My Turret Has a Caliber of Three Thousand Meters

In front of it is a thickened version of the safe.

And here is the mold of a one-star prop.

They did not use violence to destroy the safe. Who knows whether the safe will self-destruct or not. For the sake of safety, it is better to arrest the factory manager.

Scardog grabbed the director's hair, lifted the director's head, and made his eyes look directly at the safe in front of him.

"Brother, open it and give you a way to live."

"You only have three seconds to think about it."

"three."

"I..."

The fat middle-aged man, with a fearful expression, endured the severe pain above his head, and hurriedly said: "Several big brothers, listen..."

"two."

"No, this I..."

"one."

From the back of the man's head, there was a sound of loading.

This fat middle-aged man closed his mouth instantly, entered the password neatly and opened the safe in front of him. These people are obviously the kind of vicious gangsters. shot.

Hold on to these people first.

Although he really wanted to scold, those soldiers of the machine race were shit, how could a few human race players touch his office!

But at this time, the most important thing is to save your own life first.

He was almost certain that these people would kill people when they got their hands on it. Fortunately, he knew a piece of news that could save his life.

That is--

He knew that a dozen human players were imprisoned in a cellar outside the city.

This information should save his life.

soon.

With trembling hands, he took out the prop from the safe and handed it to the man in front of him.

"Here."

Scardog took the prop in front of him and weighed it up and down twice, and then handed it to Brother Jiang: "Look at it."

Chen Jiang took it and looked at its panel.

"Prop Name": One-star prop, the mold of the strong light flashlight.

"Item Level": One-star item.

"Prop Effect": It can be used to make one-star props glare flashlights in batches, but only for mechanical players.

"Props Introduction": It needs to be used with the lathe assembly line.

"It's finally here."

Chen Jiang nodded with satisfaction, then turned around and stepped into an illusory door next to it, while Scar Dog also carried the factory manager and stepped into the illusory door.

soon.

In a short period of time, several people opened all the safes in several workshops, and took out four molds for one-star props.

And the fat man who was held by the scar dog looked at all this in shock. This group of people... did they teleport just now?

Does the illusory door composed of white fog have the effect of traveling through space?

However, this time-

Chen Jiang has taken the last mold out of the safe and stuffed it into his arms.

at the same time.

Behind the fat man's head, there was also a sound of loading.

"Don't kill me, I know Terran players..."

However, the voice did not fall.

"Peng!"

Gunshots rang out suddenly.

The factory manager's body suddenly froze, and then he fell heavily in a pool of blood.

And Li Hao, who was standing behind the factory manager, held a hand cannon in his hand, stunned for a moment, and said weakly, "That... Did I kill it early?"

"Yes."

Scar Dog nodded expressionlessly, pointing to the corpse on the ground: "He didn't just talk about the individual player, he hasn't finished speaking yet, why did you kill him?"

"Uh... I think you've always been agile in killing people, so I wanted to be like you, that..."

"really not bad."

Scar Dog sighed lightly and patted Li Hao on the shoulder: "It's alright, kill it, kill it, it's just a factory manager, and it's estimated that he can't tell any big secrets."

Chen Jiang did not speak, but looked up at the workshop in front of him with a calm expression.

The four prop molds he obtained were all civilian props.

They are all non-aggressive props like flashlights with strong light.

This is a civilian factory, and the props it produces are all for civilian use.

They did not go to the military factory, although the prop molds of the military factory are all for the production of firearms, and the value will be higher.

But one thing is, the defense of the military factory is obviously not as slack as this civilian factory.

Second, for him.

The one-star prop flashlight and the one-star prop rifle are actually the same value.

After all, he just used it as reinforcement material, and he didn't really use these props.

No matter what the tool is.

As long as it's a one-star prop, that's enough.

Then Chen Jiang looked up and down the assembly line lathe in front of him. It was made of pure steel. He didn't need to test it with his hands, and he knew that this thing could not be lifted by manpower at all.

You must use a large crane, otherwise you will never be able to lift it away.

But... luckily he has an unreasonable prop.

Space bracelet.

10x10x10, a super large space bracelet with a full size of 1000 cubic meters.

The highest point of the lathe assembly line in front of me is only a little over two meters, and the length is less than seven or eight meters.

That is to say...

When Chen Jiang and others turned on the device that fixed the assembly line on the ground.

This lathe assembly line disappeared in an instant and appeared in his space bracelet.

"Say..."

Scardog said with a slightly weird expression: "It's just a strong flashlight~www.readwn.com~ Do you need such an exaggerated assembly line?"

"Although I have never worked in a factory, my intuition tells me that a flashlight assembly line should not have this specification."

"Who knows."

Chen Jiang shook his head casually and said nonchalantly, "Maybe it's because it's a prop, the magic has changed?"

"It's not important, take it back and talk about it."

soon.

Several people followed suit.

The lathe lines of the four workshops were all sent into the depths of the cave through the space bracelet.

In theory.

They can carry objects of any weight, as long as they don't exceed the space bracelet's holding limit.

It can be said.

The space bracelet can actually be used as a universal transporter.

Of course, the premise is that the size you are carrying cannot exceed its holding volume.

...

"call!"

The figure of the scar dog reappeared in the depths of the karst cave, looking at the four lathe lines in the karst cave and said with a sense of accomplishment: "It's not easy, Brother Jiang, we are taking the first step."

"With these things, the next thing about the factory should be able to start preparations."

"Um."

Chen Jiang also nodded with satisfaction: "But we still have to catch a group of black slaves. Without mechanical players, these lathe lines won't work, and most importantly, we won't operate this stuff."

As for how to find mechanical players who can operate these things.

It's simply not too simple.

It's the staff quarters next to their factory building.

Immediately after.

The phantom door opened again.

The busy Chen Jiang trio started to work again.

I have to say, they had a really hard day today.