Mosin Nagant was one of the earliest smokeless propellant military rifles in Zhong Tian's previous life, and the sound of the gun was as crisp as water droplets, which the people of the Celestial Empire affectionately called "Water Lianzhu". Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although Mosin Nagant's design is crude, cumbersome and complex, and the sense of operation is extremely poor, it is better to be reliable, and it is not too good for the farming god tribe that is still on paper at this stage.

It has to be said that the characteristics of the equipment of the woolly bear country are indeed the same, and like the later Kalashnikov, the biggest advantage of the Mosin-Nagant rifle is that it is easy to produce and simple and reliable to use.

It is easy to produce, which means that it can be equipped even when the industrial base is low, which is the most suitable for the current kobold tribe.

Not to mention, the kobold tribe is generally illiterate (knowledgeable kobolds are placed in workers' positions, and the farming gods are reluctant to take them to war), and it is necessary to ensure that the guns are simple and reliable to use, and will not blow up the eggs of their own recruits.

Zhong Tian silently calculated: "Several models of Mosin Nagant are just for the kobold tribe to be reloaded, the standard rifle is equipped with all the kobolds, and it is appropriately issued to the orc slave soldiers when they have the ammunition at home, the dragoon rifle is equipped with the ferocious rat cavalry, and the Cossack rifle is redressed for the centaur troops. ”

Unfortunately, when the first and only Mosin Nagant sniper rifle (mechanical sight) was created because of the evil taste of the farmer, the battle ended before Mosin Nagant could start mass production.

In the same way that they went all out to build the Eight Bull Crossbow against the Flame Lizard, this time the Kobold Tribe also used the whole clan to build this Mosin Nagant sniper rifle. The national system is good, although the gun is made, and the problem also comes.

This rifle is a third higher than a kobold without a bayonet, and although the kobold is barely able to shoot a gun, it is obviously not up to the level of "picking up a gun and using it" for all employees.

So, the task of using the gun was handed over to the troll Zaraka, who was known as the Captain of the Forest Legion and was actually the Minister of Agriculture.

After three days of emergency training and bullet production, Zaraka became familiar with this "god suit" weapon that killed the enemy thousands of miles away.

Obeying the trolls at the ultra-long range of the sniper rifle, he deeply felt the uselessness of his personal combat power on the new battlefield, and thought that his own muscle explosion and fighting techniques would become history in the future, and the sense of frustration and excitement was mixed in his heart.

On the evening of the sixth day, when the centaurs wandered outside the human camp, Zaraka boarded the tribe's hot air balloon to join the centaurs.

"Captain Zaraka, you're also here to harass?" Blanton asked with a smile.

The troll gently stroked Mosin Nagant in his hand and smiled, "I'm here to defeat them." ”

"Oh?" Blanton and Zaraka are both naturalized members of the Farming God Tribe, and they have a good relationship with each other, and they also have some understanding of the troll's non-lying personality, "It seems that they have got their equipment." ”

Seeing that the sun had not yet set, Zaraka said to Blanton, "Can you bring me closer?" ”

Except for the female centaur, there are usually only centaurs riding people, and no one has ever ridden a centaur, but Blanton is not an ordinary centaur, and laughed: "Okay! I'm going to see how you beat them. ”

"This is it." The centaurs had also rushed into the range of human muskets in the past five days, and the bullets of the opponent could not scratch through their own horses at a distance of almost 500 meters, anyway, the trolls were resilient, and Blanton simply threw Zaraka to a distance of nearly 400 meters.

At this distance, it can almost be said that it is close to the face of the human camp.

"Who's there?" Although the human camp did not send scouts, and the Eagle Eye skills of several war mages were not vegetarians, and the trolls had been spotted when they were rushed by the centaurs, no one would take a target 400 meters away as a threat.

After dropping Zaraka, Blanton led a group of centaurs with their hooves around the periphery, and Zaraka silently raised his sniper rifle to aim.

For the troll that suddenly appeared outside the camp, Mihawk suddenly felt his heart twitch, as if the other party was holding up some super monster.

Commander Murray was equally nervous, the lonely troll figure in the setting sun was infinitely elongated, and the shadow seemed to be about to enter the camp.

There is no gunsmoke, and the appearance of smokeless gunpowder greatly enhances the shooting distance, and the high priest Zhong Bugs explained before Zaraka leaves that the shooting accuracy of this sniper rifle 600 meters away can be guaranteed, and 1200 meters is the limit distance.

Although the trolls have only practiced for three days, the distance of 400 meters is close enough.

"Reslin, positioning!" Mihawk felt bad, and hurriedly commanded, "The musket team prepares, kill that one with all your might—"

Bang!

Mihawk fell to the ground in response, spilling a bright red: "Ah! My face! ”

The elegant mage of war, the actual commander of the expeditionary team, the mage Mihawk lying on the ground was now covered with blood, and his hideous eyes and bare teeth made this once elegant mage of war unrecognizable.

"Film! Healing spells! Fast! Leslin quickly took the baton after the positioning spell cast by Zaraka, who was not far away, "Musket team! Kill that troll! ”

The first row of muskets rang out in unison, and Zaraka screamed: "Blanton, your uncle!" ”

"Big brother, I'm here!" Boom, accompanied by the sound of the ground shaking, Blanton's team rushed wildly, and shot a volley of bullets in the direction of the camp, Blanton pulled Zaraka and threw it on his back: "Now I believe you!" ”

"Take me out of their range and put me down." Zaraka pulled out a dagger, plunged into the spot where he had just been shot, picked out the bullet inside, and handed it to Blanton.

"Hey, this bullet seems to be similar to ours." Blanton took the bullet and was startled at first, then shook his head after sniffing it, "It's still different, there is no smell of gunpowder." ”

"I'll go down and study it later, I'll go down." Zaraka jumped slightly, and Blanton felt light.

Blanton turned back to see Zaraka silently raising his sniper rifle.

Bang!

"Ahh Reslyn fell.

Zaraka shook his head, and the shot hit Reslyn in the shoulder.

Although no one was killed, Zaraka was proud enough.

The physical fitness and talent of the troll are really stronger than the vast majority of humans in the previous life, and after two or three days of hasty training, they can scratch a face and hit a shoulder, and there are already signs of elite snipers.

Wound Mihawk first, then Reslin, and the human camp instantly fell into an embarrassing mode of leaderlessness.

Zaraka took aim at the perimeter.

Although the commander-in-chief Mo Rui has no concept of firearms tactics, he has thousands of people on his side, and the form of only a few dozen people on the other side can still be seen very clearly.

Murray yelled, "Let's go together!" He doesn't have that many bullets!! ”

"Let's hack him to death!"