Bang!

Everyone stared intently at Allen's gun, and when they heard the sound of the gun, they turned their heads to look at the shooting range, and the target in the distance fell to the ground with a bang.

"How many meters is that?"

"It's five or six hundred meters." The orcs visually measured the distance between the target and Allen, and roughly estimated the distance.

Alan was silent, there were no telescopes these days, and it was very difficult to shoot from a distance.

He has full-level thermal weapon shooting skills, so naturally he doesn't talk about it anymore, and the distance estimation and ballistic prediction are directly on his face.

But ordinary orcs don't have such buggy skills, they need scopes to accurately shoot enemies from afar.

Now Tomorrow City has the foundation to make a microscope, and making aiming lenses is not a dream, as long as you are willing to work hard.

After a while, the logistics soldier who placed the target came to report: "Report to your lord, the target is 600 meters away from the target and the red heart is in the middle." ”

The orcs couldn't help but gasp when they heard that the six hundred meters were in the middle of the heart.

"That's pretty good, isn't it?"

"Is the city lord's eye an eagle's eye, if you say it's hit, it's still a six-hundred-meter red heart!" The orcs whispered, and every word could not be separated from exclamation.

Of course, there are also people who think that it is good luck, after all, the eye has limited vision, and it is impossible to really aim at the heart.

"Hurry up, stop talking, watch carefully!" When the orcs found Eren reloaded, they raised their guns again and fired a second shot.

Bang!

The bullet is out of the chamber, but this time no one knows whether it hits the target or not, after all, the distance is too far.

After a while, the logistics soldiers in the distance approached the 700-meter target, looked at it for five seconds, and after repeatedly confirming that it was a bullet hole, they first raised a small red flag.

"It's a little red flag, right in the bull's-eye!" The orcs have transitioned from amazement to the unthinkable.

Allen's marksmanship is really the pinnacle, and the 700-meter target hits the red heart, and the orc next to him doesn't even dare to think about it.

On the next target, Alan is still challenging the limits of human aiming.

This time he was not so relaxed and natural, in his sight, the data of the full-level mechanical floating cloud was always changing, and the probability of hitting the heart was only 1 or 0, and the target rate was still 1, that is, 100% of the target.

It's just that Alan is chasing the right heart, which is a pleasure, not obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Bang, another gunshot.

The orcs held their breath and watched the logistics run to the 800-meter target, and after a few seconds raised the small red flag, they felt not so excited, but took it for granted.

Alan is not a normal person, it is impossible for a normal person to hit the red heart at the 800-meter target, is it really a fool to be an orc.

The orcs rejoice that they have a lord with great powers, who is strong, has the strength to fight, is the perfect man, and is a role model for the whole city.

After that, Alan tried the long-range target again and shot a thousand-meter target, but unfortunately at this time, the full-level marksmanship could not guarantee his 100% red heart target rate, and he accidentally missed the target.

After all, after the bullet flies away, the change of various wind directions will change the trajectory, and the distance is close, the change is very small, and the impact is not great.

But after a few hundred meters, it's hard to say, Alan needs to raise the muzzle to shoot.

The orc watched Allen's five consecutive shots in one go, from excitement to slight numbness, and there was nothing to say.

After practicing the rifled guns, the orcs reluctantly put the rifled guns behind their backs and watched the test firing of the artillery.

Today's test-firing artillery is a rifled rear-loading cannon, and the shells are still 32-pound weights, and they are powerful killers.

Because it is a rifled gun, there is rifling inside the breech, and the shell is naturally not spherical, but a round-headed cylindrical shell body, in which yellow explosives are placed, which is an explosive bomb.

The orcs had never seen a bomb that could explode, and thought it was a normal iron ball, but when they saw the butt of the cannon chamber open, and the artillerymen sent the shell of the Wuhou bullet into the cannon chamber, they became curious about this test firing.

The musket was upgraded to a rifled gun, and the range and accuracy ushered in a flying increase, but what about the cannon?

You must know that the cannon was able to shoot at targets hundreds of meters away before, and if you increase the amount of gunpowder and adjust the angle of fire, you can shoot farther, and now with the rifled structure, the firing range may be more than doubled.

Thinking of this, Ivan in the orc crowd couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Accurately striking the enemy from a distance of one or two thousand meters, such a deterrent is too terrifying.