"This ...... That's what you call a heavy weapon?" When I first heard that Carl and others had heavy weapons, I was still very happy, firstly, it was hoped to save Jiang Shasha, secondly, I could teach a little lesson to the European Institute that could not get along with us, and thirdly, we had the military dream of driving a plane and driving a tank since we were children, and pointing to a row of missiles in the past, but unfortunately we were not admitted to the pilot and the military academy later, and I couldn't endure the hardships and couldn't start from a small soldier to become a general！

So when Karl was a little bit squirming and a little modest, and a little embarrassed to tell me that their heavy weapons were a bit old and a little outdated, I didn't care at all, even if it was an airplane and tank from World War I and World War II, as long as I could drive it all over the map and have fun watching anyone who didn't like it and threw a bomb on the head with a dive, or blew it up with a single shot, I would be happy!

Soon, we were standing in a huge warehouse somewhere on the port side of the North Sea Monster, with its heavy all-metal blast doors, airtight walls, and ubiquitous all-day security, all of which clearly showed that what was kept inside was very important and dangerous.

At that time, I was in a mood of excitement, and I couldn't wait to watch the two iron doors slowly open with difficulty, and my heart was looking forward to what was behind the iron doors of this arsenal, was it the Zero fighter that once wreaked havoc on the air theater in the Pacific? Or the Tiger tank, the overlord of the land? In other words, the scientific and technological level of the Axis powers at that time was so much ahead of the Allies, could it not be because the Institute of European Studies contributed to it?

The door opened, and we were greeted by rows of iron shelves. There are large and small sealed cardboard boxes stacked on it, and at a glance you can see that there are no large war weapons that can sit on people. Well, airplanes, tanks, and the like are a bit against the sky and strong. Give us a few mortars, bazookas, heavy machine guns or something, and it's a good time!

But when the box was opened, I was stupid, and I seriously suspected that the fat man Karl in front of me did not have the same level of Chinese as I thought, so that I would get the meaning of some simple words wrong, we want weapons, weapons! Not children's toys!

What I was holding in my hand now was a round body, short limbs, and a brightly colored clown head with a tricorne-hat. It looked like a low-cost children's toy in a ten-dollar store, but when I flipped it over and saw the back of it, I was immediately sure it was a children's toy, because on its back stood a winding key that was common to the clockwork toys I used to play with as a child......

That's why I asked, and the tone was a little teasingly angry and aggressive, no way, this thing in my hand didn't look like a siege weapon, or even a serious thing......

"That. Mitch hurriedly explained for Carl: "Carl's family has been studying clockwork machinery for generations, and this batch of weapons was only started by Carl after the coup d'état, because of the rush of time, he had to use ready-made toys to transform ...... Still, they're pretty powerful to use. Karl, show me how!"

The round Karl nodded, took the clockwork from my hand and twisted it a few times. Then he tossed the little thing lightly, and the clown grunted and rolled around on the ground a few times. The two feet suddenly stood still, and the mouth made of wooden shells opened instantly. Then, without warning, the little thing erupted in an astonishing move, and with a clattering maniacal screech, the clown suddenly kicked his feet and ejected into the high ceiling!

The expected scene of the toy smashing against the wall and smashing or bouncing back did not occur, because the clown had pestled his head directly into the steel-clad ceiling, leaving only his round body exposed, and the hysterical shrill laughter continued to echo in the warehouse.

"We have 10,000 of these jumping clowns," Carl said with a slight smug smile as he looked at us who were a little dumbfounded, "As long as you adjust the spring on the bottom of your foot slightly, you can control their firing angle, and you can also load explosives inside the chest cavity, and the power should not be less than that of ordinary shells." ”

"But, but how did this happen?" I asked, finally recovering from my shocked state, and pointed to the children's toy that was still hanging from the ceiling with a strange smile.

This is so, too much, too unscientific! Not to mention how can a fluttering wooden shell toy have a hard head piercing the ceiling, how can a guy powered by clockwork, springs, and gears jump so high and still be full of strength?

"This is a confidential research that has been strictly kept secret by the European Research Institute since its inception, don't ask around as an outsider!" Shi Tieling obviously knew something, but he didn't say anything, but instead took out a clockwork toy with four wings similar to insects from another box with great interest, and carefully observed the mechanical parts exposed under the rudimentary shell: "I have long heard that the Tucker family is very creative and thoughtful in precision mechanical structure, and I can already see one or two from these things. ”

"Thank you, thank you!" was praised by Shi Tieling, which seemed to surprise Carl, and he couldn't find his eyes to smile immediately.

"Uh, can you ask a question?" Since Shi Tieling wouldn't let me inquire about other people's secrets, I had no choice but to divert the topic: "You have prepared so many lethal weapons here, what did you originally plan to do? If you just want to protect yourself, you shouldn't need so much, right?"

After seeing the destructive power of that gadget, I looked at this huge warehouse, and immediately felt different, the reason is that there are so many weapons here, 10,000 jumping clowns, and the box is just a shelf, but this place is bigger than three self-selected supermarkets!

"These things are actually our family's inventory for decades," Carl was a little embarrassed: "Our family's ancestors were originally clocks and toy craftsmen, leaving Zu Xun to make them for the poor children in the neighborhood at the end of each year, and distribute new toys to celebrate the New Year together, which is considered a little charity, but in recent decades, no one has played with clockwork toys, and things can't be sent out but Zu Xun still has to abide by them, and after a long time, such a number has been accumulated......"

Before Carl could finish his sentence, I was impatiently interrupted: "What? Your family gives out toys at the end of the year?

It's a bit impolite to say this, and it's suspected of making fun of other people's obesity, but the question is that I really want to know the answer, the end of the year to send toys, live in the Arctic Circle, or the fat man who can't look down at the surface of his feet...... Could it be that their family is the legendary Santa Claus? )