"Bang bang bang!"

In the special arsenal, there was a sudden burst of explosions, a hundred times more intense than firecrackers.

Chu Ge's face changed, and he hurriedly followed the cat eater and the golden tail and climbed in to see together.

Sure enough, it wasn't a firecracker, it was a real firearm.

Somehow, the rats got a large number of human automatic rifles, but according to their own body type, the automatic rifles were disassembled, and various gears, slides and sighting devices were added to modify them into equipment like "rapid-fire guns".

This rapid-fire cannon is mounted on a simple trolley with a crawler structure, relying on a dozen rats to drag forward, and more than a dozen rats are responsible for supplying ammunition, just loading the magazine requires three or five rats to work together, but the action of pulling the trigger, because there is a gear assist, only one rat needs to pull the lever with his tail - this rat is naturally the highest noble, wearing swaggering armor, and a very beautiful chicken feather is stuck in his helmet.

The rat clan full of classical **** colors, a mobile turret composed of a large number of gears, springs and slide rails, a huge squad of dozens of operators, coupled with the delicacy and coldness of human automatic rifles, outlines a nightmarish sense of absurdity.

The recoil of the automatic rifle is too strong to be effectively controlled by the petite and delicate size of the rats, and the impact points are very scattered, and the effect will not be too good when used to deal with the black pressure insect tide or the fast-moving snake clan.

But the rats were pleased with the thunderous roar of the automatic rifle when it was fired—in their mindset that the louder the sound, the more powerful it was, and that the enemy would be scared to death if they were not torn apart by the bullets.

Piloting the automatic rifle are some rat people that neither cateaters nor Goldtail have ever seen.

Their commander proudly told the cat eater and the golden tail that they were special forces secretly trained by the national division - most of the members had their eardrums punctured since birth, and they lost their hearing since childhood, so they would not be frightened by the sound of gunfire, so they were qualified to manipulate the gods to leave such a terrible "artifact".

The cat eater and the golden tail were really frightened by the "artifact" of the automatic rifle, and the two unruly warriors were sincerely afraid to crawl in front of the track, their tails were so stretched that they didn't even dare to come out of the atmosphere.

Chu Ge was angry and funny, and was complaining in his heart, when he suddenly heard a voice louder than an automatic rifle.

It was a highly modified shotgun, like a "train cannon" in the rat worldview, with a deafening roar.

In fact, in the face of overwhelming insect tides and completely unaimed shooting environments, shotguns are far more powerful than automatic rifles.

Looking at the hornet's nest-like bullet holes in the target, the rats who operated the shotguns all cheered.

Chu Ge even saw that these rat clans carefully smeared all kinds of bullets, from automatic rifles to shotguns, with grease, and then arranged them neatly in a zigzag shape, bowing respectfully, as if every bullet had been blessed by the gods, and even, there were heroic spirits of the gods hiding inside.

Chu Ge thought that today's fright was only there.

The appearance of frag grenades, broadsword mines, automatic rifles, and shotguns has completely subverted his three views as if he had met a green-robed monster for the first time.

However, when the new "big killer" was presented in front of his eyes, he still felt that his nerves were carpet bombarded, and all his brain cells were blown apart.

It was a flamethrower.

It is a behemoth that is larger and heavier than automatic rifles and shotguns.

Around the flame launcher, the rat people have built a mobile fortress.

Dozens of rats are responsible for manipulating the flame launchers, mainly through the adjustment of hundreds of gears, to change the direction of the vent.

More rats are waiting around, but they are busy putting out the fire - because the power of this "artifact" is so powerful that it can easily set itself on fire and burn the enemy's jade.

"Crazy, the national teacher is really fucking crazy!"

Chu Ge was in front of the flamethrower, completely petrified, he thought to himself, "Grenades, shotguns, and flamethrowers, of course these things are very powerful, and they are more than enough to bombard small insects, but the problem is, this is not an open environment on the ground, but an underground crevice where oxygen is thin!"

"Using flamethrowers in the crevices of the ground, who knows where the unbridled flames will burn, even if they don't roll back into their camp, a large number of rats will suffocate to death due to lack of oxygen.

"One will succeed in ten thousand dry bones, the national teacher really didn't take the life of the rat clan as his life, and the tens of millions of rat clans that he personally lit up seem to be just tens of thousands of chess pieces that can be discarded at any time......"

Chu Ge's heart moved, and he suddenly thought, of course.

If it is not my race, its heart will be different, the national teacher is a dog demon, it is not the same kind of rat race in the first place!

After the flamethrower, the rat special forces came up with a special power grid.

The electric batons of the two electric fish are forked and fixed into an "X" shape, and a large amount of copper wire is wound in the middle to become a large criss-crossing net.

From a certain point of view, this rather ugly weapon is like a more powerful version of the electric mosquito swatter, but Chu Ge believes that they will become the most terrifying nightmare of the insect tide and the snake clan - perhaps, the rat clan itself, the most terrifying nightmare.

Electricity is something more dangerous than flames, and Chu Ge doesn't believe that with the wisdom of the rat clan, when he manipulates such a dangerous weapon, he can be unharmed.

"Zizizizi!"

In the demonstration, this large, homemade power grid electrocuted several lizards that had their limbs torn off and had nowhere to escape.

Smelling the smell of blood and burning, the Cat Eater, Goldtail, and the elites of the four families all danced with excitement and joy.

"Long tongue, you see, these are all artifacts given to us by the gods!"

Seeing Chu Ge's thoughtful look, the cat eater wondered, "Why, you don't seem to be very excited?" ”

"I am, I'm shocked."

Chu Ge reluctantly said, "The power of the artifact is far beyond my imagination, I am worried that the rat clan can control the power of the gods, and if you are not careful, you may be counterattacked." ”

"Of course, it is not easy to control the artifact, especially these large construction machinery, as well as the devastating 'big killing weapon', which must be trained by these special forces since childhood."

The cat eater said, "Even ordinary artifacts are prone to danger during use, but for the sake of revenge and defending the peace of the underworld, there is not so much to care about - we believe that the heroic spirits of the gods are watching us under the blue sky and white clouds, and if the gods decide to let a certain artifact explode among us, it is also the unfathomable will of the gods, and we can only accept it calmly and happily."

"At the very least, the death of a rat clan will bring at least a hundred worms, whose ugly and evil lives will be harvested by artifacts, and that will be enough to please the gods, isn't it?"

Looking at the pious and fanatical face of the cat eater, and then looking at the rat clan who had obtained the "artifact" and rolled around with a grenade, Chu Ge couldn't help but shiver.

Himself, White Night, the National Teacher, the Cat Eater, and all the rat clans in the Ivory Kingdom, there is always one of them who is crazy.

Perhaps, more than one?

Cat eaters and other rats have no idea how dangerous they are fiddling with.

Although the rat clan in the special arsenal, who are responsible for researching and controlling the "artifact", told them how to use some of the artifacts and their powers, they still have an attitude of indifference to their own lives and the lives of others, and even show off, fiddling with grenades.

Chu Ge was ready to kick the cat eater away as soon as it got close to the insurance.

Thankfully, cat eaters haven't swelled to this extent.

It consulted with the rat generals of the Golden Tail and the four major families for a while, and everyone decided to use the artifact of "grenades" in the same way as powerful firecrackers in the past—that is, to tie the gray squirrels and black rat slaves to their backs and run towards the enemy army to carry out suicide attacks.

Chu Ge breathed a sigh of relief and decided to go to the battlefield and leave all the "artifacts" as far away as possible.

This night, Chu Ge couldn't sleep at night.

The same is true for most of the rats in the city that never sleeps.

All over the city, the sound of "ping pong" was heard everywhere, accompanied by a strong earthquake of debris splashing, which shook the hearts of rats, and they were all chaotic in beating.

Even the barbarian rats outside the city widened their eyes and stared in horror at the flickering light of destruction in the city.

The next morning, when the glow-in-the-dark moss changed its light again, hundreds of rat heralds, dressed in flowers and branches, with their tails and feathered on their tails, ran through the streets and alleys, blowing the whistle of assembly.