Chapter 44: The Three Musketeers 3
The dwarf was pleased with the state of the iron pipes, and after eating the heys, he took advantage of this momentum to make some iron castings. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 It is said that these are cut, drilled, and polished to become parts for firearms. Zhao Mai could still see some things when he looked at the finished product, but he couldn't recognize any of them when he looked at the iron castings.
This means that ordinary people only see stones, but artists see statues. How to show the subtlety from the ordinary is the real art. Undoubtedly, what the dwarves are doing is an art.
Zhao Mai and Green couldn't do much in the next work, so they could only wait for the dwarves to finish it themselves. Zhao Mai seized the time to continue learning the lingua franca, and Green also seized the last time to teach him.
"Mad Mouse" Green is very talented in language, not only learning quickly, but also able to imitate vividly. From the tone of other people's speech, he can hear more emotional information than the average person.
A look, a movement, an inadvertent shake, he can quickly and accurately interpret it. This ability is invincible at the poker table, but it is a little powerless when it comes to Zhao Mai. For Green, Zhao Mai came from a completely different place, and there were many differences in the meaning expressed by his body language, and Zhao Mai's mother tongue was like a book in heaven to him. Whether it's lingua franca, elven or dwarven languages, these characters are all based on the alphabet and are ideologically consistent. Each of the square characters used in Chinese seemed to be a magic heraldic, and after reading it a few times, Green completely lost his confidence in learning.
It is said that the lingua franca is the best to learn, and it is said that the entrance with a smile and a smile to graduate. The dwarven alphabet is the best to recognize, but the history is too long, and living in caves leads to the isolation of dwarves from each other, and the writing is also developed separately, which is equivalent to too many dialects, so it is to enter with a smile and cry to graduate. Elven writing is too lonely, and some of them have a lifespan to learn, but other races are not so convenient. However, the elven words eventually turned into beautiful, so some people say that the elven language is to enter the door crying and come out with a smile.
Greene said that Chinese is the kind of language that cries to death before even seeing the door. He gave up studying because he didn't want to die.
The second day passed quickly, and the first gun was ready at dawn on the third day. Green's pistol is the smallest and has the fewest parts, but it is simpler. The rough metal surface has not been polished and retouched, and there is an unexpected roughness to it.
It's a standard double-barreled "hand cannon" with a chunky barrel and a short grip that doesn't match much, but Green wants volume to be a priority, so it can only be made like this. Zhao Mai looked at it over and over for a long time, and had to admit that this hand cannon has a unique beauty in another world.
"Sock, Green, I just figured out something, you should remember to keep it secret after you hear it, and don't tell him in general. Zhao Mai was about to start pinch the smuggled goods again, and said: "I have a feeling that the gun itself is not the most important, but the ammunition is." I came up with two ...... How about three kinds of ammunition?"
He drew shot, flat, and conical bullets with pen and paper. "Once launched, what effect can be achieved, isn't it all about the warhead? The kind of round ball projectile that was installed before may be less powerful. I've been pondering for the past two days, since it's decided to use a fixed metal cartridge case, why don't we change the warhead?"
The dwarf pinched his beard and thought for a moment, then said, "This will be more complicated to make, and it will become very expensive." ”
"Isn't our goal to make a Divine Soldier that will be cheap?" Zhao Mai shrugged: "If there is a way to increase the power of the long sword by half, even if the cost is increased by ten times, I think there are people who want it." ”
"Yes, it is. Green chimed in: "Only if you can build a divine weapon can you become a master craftsman, right?"
The dwarf Sock was convinced, and he began to make bullets. Since the shell is useless after firing, there is no need to cast a mold, and the iron roll is two to try the effect. Considering that his weapons are all close-range defense, Green chooses shotshots. He fell in love with the effect of "a dozen and a large piece" described by Zhao Mai and prepared to test it.
Gunpowder is readily available, and dwarves are quick with their hands and feet. The first launch took place at noon on the same day, and it turned out that the ignition was not successful. After checking the reason, I thought that the bottom of the bullet case was too thick, and the seal was not pierced.
The second shot was fired in the afternoon of the same day, and this time it was a success! The shotgun left a dense mass of small dots on the wooden target, and in terms of the degree of impact, the gun was not inferior to that of a hand crossbow -- and it was a facial kill.
Now that this line of thinking proved to be possible, the dwarves began to build a second gun. He kicked the other two out and prepared to do it all night.
"No, you have to sleep!" Zhao Mai insisted very much: "You go and have a good rest, we can relax our hearts." Maybe as soon as you relax, your brain will come alive and give you a new good idea!"
If anything else, the dwarves would never listen, but for the sake of firearms, he couldn't stand up. At the blacksmith's shop, the three of them fell asleep. During the time Green got up once, it was said that the compensation for the theft came.
"You have to take the money. Green said to Zhao Mai: "Anyway, it's only a hundred gold, take the pocket money and use it." ”
It seems that with the hand cannon, the confidence of the "mad rat" is sufficient. He also persuaded Zhao Mai not to vacate the room in the fireplace hotel, which was regarded as supporting the fat boss.
Zhao Mai didn't care about this, he listened to the sound of the dwarf working, looking forward to seeing his weapon. However, on the evening of the third day, it was the dwarven hammer spear that was made.
No matter how you look at it, the body of this thing is a two-handed war hammer, but the handle is a little curved. The barrel is the handle of the hammer, and the muzzle is hidden on the top of the hammer. If he played with this hammer gun, Zhao Mai would definitely break his wrist, and Green might dislocate his shoulder again. The dwarf Sok was able to handle it with his hand, and easily flattened the weapon with one hand and entered the firing position.
"Don't worry, Mike, I've got the time right. The dwarf said confidently, "After crafting the hand cannon and hammer gun, I have gained some experience to make your weapons lighter and more useful." After all, you are the weakest of the three of us...... physically"
"Thank you for telling the truth......" Zhao Mai smiled helplessly, worried that his weapon would not be finished.
"By the early hours of tomorrow morning, your gun will be ready, and then I'll start with your gun, make fine adjustments, and then make enough bullets. Sock patted Green and said to him, "He needs to get out of here and go to the Druid Forest, and the two of us are in no hurry, so you don't mind if the elaborate work is pushed back, right?"
"I'm okay with that!" Green replied with a smile.
In fact, the dwarves took out the final work a little later than expected. The morning sun of dawn has appeared, and the light of dawn is sprinkled on the shoulders of the three people. In the center of them, a double-barreled shotgun, about half a meter long, lay quietly on the table. The dwarf took into account the ease of holding, and creatively installed a blade that automatically flips out under the muzzle. Whether it's shooting or taking the form of a short spear, this gun is basically balanced.
"I've improved the grip so you can use this weapon with one hand and reload with both hands. However, one of the hands is only responsible for grabbing the barrel of the spear, so it doesn't delay you from using the shield or something. Soke smiled happily and said to Zhao Mai: "I still need to change the balance for you, but first I have to make some bullets out and try the feel or something." ”