Chapter 101: Flintlock pistol
"Do you really like it?" Chang An asked seriously.
"Of course, the feel of this gun suits me very well." Wu Yi said. "It's perfectly built."
As he spoke, Wu Yi lifted his spear and stabbed a few shots into the air.
Wu Yi's vitality of 12 is not only used for ability, but also his physical fitness has naturally been improved a lot, and holding a spear weighing more than ten pounds at the moment is as easy as holding a straw.
The speed of his hands was extremely fast, and everyone saw him move his hands, and the head of the gun immediately turned into a phantom.
"Huh!" "Huh!" "Huh!"
The spear stabbed out so fast that it tore through the air and made a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
it, master!
Everyone was shocked, especially Chang An, who was even more surprised to the point of reconsideration.
This gun was built by his own hands, and he didn't know how much it weighed.
The weight of more than a dozen catties can be picked up by any adult male, but taking and using it are completely different things, and he himself is covered in tendon meat, but he will never be able to do it to the point where Wu Yi is.
I can't see it, this Wu Yi is young, I didn't expect it to be a martial arts master.
If people like Huang Zhang and Wang Haoxuan said that they liked his spear, Chang An would probably think that these two people were farting.
Two stupid forks who don't understand anything can know what is good and bad.
But what the martial arts master said was different.
Although what Wu Yi said was also nonsense without nutrition, the identity was there, and the effect of saying it was naturally different.
People are practicing families, and they must be experts.
As a lover of cold weapons, the weapons made by himself can be recognized by the masters, how can this not make Chang An not excited.
Not all men only have this kind of thing in their eyes, for them, it is more worth chasing if their ideals can be realized.
is like former Prime Minister Zhou Gong Wu Hao, known as one of the four beautiful men of the former dynasty, but he completely regards beauty as dung.
Chang An felt that his hobby could be praised by insiders, and he was even happier than being praised by Yu Qing.
"Ding!" Wu Yi's mobile phone rang suddenly.
When he opened it, it turned out to be Chang An who had turned the 200,000 back untouched.
"Why do you bother?" Wu Yi didn't know whether to laugh or not.
He finally spent the money in his hand, but the other party sent him back.
Soon the magic capital is going to be finished, and it's useless for him to ask for such money.
"Hahaha, I'm happy to be able to be seen by the master for the weapons I made, how can I collect your money again." Chang An laughed loudly: "It's hard to buy money and I'm happy." ”
Huang Zhang and Wang Haoxuan, the two boys, originally didn't have a good impression of Wu Yi at all, is it normal for the same sex to repel each other.
But boys in East Asian countries more or less have a heroic dream, which is a cultural consciousness cultivated after years of immersion in martial arts culture.
At this time, they also had a sincere admiration for Wu Yi.
Yuan Ling's two eyes widened like curious babies. looked at Wu Yi without blinking.
The only one who is depressed is Yu Qing.
With Wu Yi's financial resources and skills, he will definitely not be so easy to be used as a doll to fiddle with.
She felt like she was playing with a doll catching machine, and she had already caught her beloved doll, but she fell back halfway.
I'm so unwilling.
"Wu Yi, I still have good things here, do you want to take another look?" Chang An finally found a confidant, completely forgot about the goddess, and pulled Wu Yi to show him more of his collection.
Wu Yi immediately agreed, he was idle anyway, and maybe there would be any surprises below.
Yu Qing still held the idea that I could fight back, so she didn't leave.
"I'm sure I'll find a chance."
……
I have to say that Chang An dug the basement too frustratedly, and there are actually three underground floors.
There are guns hanging on both walls here.
Muskets.
"You're a great kid." Huang Zhang and Wang Haoxuan were both amazed at this moment.
East Asia is a country with strict gun bans, and although they are not ordinary people, it is not easy to get so many guns.
What's more, the guns on the walls are basically the ones that have never appeared in East Asian countries.
"Some of these guns are what I have collected from Europe over the years, and some of them are made by myself, how is it, amazing?" Chang An said proudly. "That's an arquebus, these are flintlock pistols, and there's a classic from every era in musket history."
"Flintlock ......"
Wu Yi suddenly remembered a piece of information he got from interrogating Cao Potian on the night of the nuclear explosion.
As zombies grow stronger and mutant beasts appear, ordinary guns quickly lose their effectiveness.
This is because of the special biofields on zombies and mutant beasts.
Later, scientists discovered that this special biofield could be destroyed by drying the corpses of zombies or mutant beasts into powder and mixing them together.
The principle is that when the powder comes into contact with the metal warhead at high temperatures, it will cause an equally special field to be generated around the metal warhead for a short time.
This field destroys a special biological field, which then amplifies the destructive force of the mechanical energy of the metal warhead.
However, the nature of zombie and mutant beast powder is extremely unstable, and it will lose its effect after more than half an hour of contact with metal, but only metal can produce that kind of field under the influence of the former.
So the researchers had to degrade the bullet to the state it was in before the appearance of copper-shelled bullets and primers.
The most primitive bullets were just ordinary lead shots, which were separate from gunpowder. Gunpowder and projectiles are added to the barrel of the gun in each shot, as well as the key powder against zombies and mutants.
The most advanced gun that used this type of bullet was the flintlock pistol, so in the time and space where Cao Potian lived, the firearms used by the future army were all returned to the flintlock pistol.
Because this gun is the most suitable, and it is not difficult to manufacture, it does not require a high level of industry, and it is undoubtedly the best choice for humans who are almost paralyzed by industry after the apocalypse.
"Do you want to inform the army in advance?" Wu Yi fell into deep thought.
Knowing that there is a way to reduce human casualties, they deliberately hide it.
His moral outlook is completely intolerable to such an approach.
However, Wu Yi was also unwilling to go out stupidly and tell the military to expose his identity.
Although the official is generally good, there are also many treacherous people, and Wu Yi does not want to become the object of coveted by careerists.
He decided to use a more secure way to tell the authorities how to kill the zombies, which would not only be worthy of his heart, but also protect himself.
With this idea in mind, Wu Yi continued to wander around the third-floor basement, trying to find something that could be used.
Soon, his eyes were drawn to something on the shelf.