A gust of wind blew, and the smoke was quickly blown away, Lin Jie had already stood up from a one-legged kneeling position, holding the thunderbolt gun in both hands, the barrel was facing upward, and his eyes were looking ahead, looking like a heroic feeling, but there was a black mark on his forehead, which made his image slightly damaged. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The village chief Gao turned his head to look at the wooden board made of iron pine again, and with a bang, his face changed color in shock, and he could no longer care about the village chief's reserve, so he ran to the wooden board in three steps and two steps, looked at the two gun holes on the wooden board, and was speechless in a daze.

This time, Blacksmith Hu was much more indifferent, and paced over unhurriedly: "Village Chief, I'm right, this thunderbolt created by Xiaojie is very powerful, even the Battle Soul Master doesn't dare to take a shot easily." ”

Village Chief Gao didn't speak, leaned down again, looked at the new gun hole seriously, and saw through the gun hole that there was a shallow gun hole on the earthen wall behind him.

Village Chief Gao stretched out his hand and threw the iron pine plank aside, and took his hand to pick out the new gun hole on the earthen wall, although the earthen wall is not as hard as the stone wall, but how can he use his hand to pick it, "Old Hu, go and get me an iron chisel." ”

When Blacksmith Hu saw the appearance of the village chief Gao, he knew what he was going to do, and when he heard him shouting, he ran into his blacksmithing room as if he were flying, and after a while, he ran out with an iron chisel a foot long, and also took a small hammer.

How could the blacksmith Hu let the village chief do it, he leaned down and stretched the iron chisel towards the shallow gun hole. The village chief glared at him, and snatched the tool in his hand, it seems that the village chief Gao will not give up if he doesn't personally test the iron pine plank that Lin Jie used to break through.

The earthen wall was actually not hard, and with the tools, even the village chief Gao, who usually didn't do much work, dug out the shallow gun hole in a few clicks.

Village Chief Gao patted the dirt on his hands, spread the bullets embedded in the earthen wall in his hands, and didn't wait to take a closer look, probably feeling uncomfortable leaning over somewhere, so he quickly got up first.

Gently spread out the palm of his hand, and there was a peanut-sized projectile in the palm of his hand, which was originally a round spherical bullet, which had been completely deformed by the violent impact when it passed through the iron pine plank, and it looked like a small thick discus.

The high-speed ironsmith also came over, and it was the first time he had seen the hidden weapon fired by the thunderbolt, and when he saw the deformed projectile in the hand of the village chief, he couldn't help but gasp.

Those spherical projectiles were forged by him one by one, and he could naturally see the traces left on them at a glance.

Although the projectile he forged was not as strong as the weapon used by the War Soul Master, it was also made of fine iron, but he never expected that after the projectile penetrated the iron pine plank, it would be so deformed.

Lin Jie also leaned forward, looking at the deformed projectile in the village chief's hand, his eyes were also stunned, he didn't expect the power of the explosives from the other world to be so powerful.

This kind of power is by no means comparable to the black powder on the earth, but the strength of the refined iron in this world seems to be much stronger than that on the earth, otherwise the explosives are so powerful that it is strange that there will be no explosion accidents.

Village Chief Gao looked over and over at the projectile that had long been deformed, then looked at Lin Jie, and said after a while: "You are the iron pine plank that you used this thing to penetrate?"

"No, Uncle Gao, I used such a projectile, and the one in your hand was deformed after using it. After speaking, Lin Jie took out a black projectile the size of a round peanut and handed it to Village Chief Gao.

Gao took it and put it in the palm of his hand, and the two projectiles were side by side, and at a glance you could see how badly the used projectile was deformed.

"The power of this thunderbolt is too great, isn't it? This kind of power is absolutely impossible for ordinary soul masters to resist, at least for soul masters in the bone quenching stage. Village Chief Gao muttered, and he immediately thought of what the appearance of the Thunderbolt Gun meant.

"Xiao Jie, you really didn't let Uncle be mistaken, if the God of War Temple knew that you had created such a powerful weapon, it would definitely reward you heavily. Village Chief Gao said to Lin Jie with a smile.

Maybe the high-level War Soul Master doesn't care about the power of the Thunderbolt Gun, but there are a few high-level War Spirit Masters in the entire empire, and they are all rare. At least the village chief Gao hadn't even seen a few low-level battle soul masters.

Regarding the fact that the Battle Spirit Hall knew about the existence of the thunderbolt gun, Lin Jie was not worried.

"Xiao Jie, can you give this Thunderbolt Gun to Uncle Gao? I want to report your creation of the Thunderbolt Gun to the Temple of the God of War. Village Chief Gao looked at Lin Jie with eager eyes, he had always regretted that he couldn't send Lin Jie to the Holy Fort Battle Spirit Academy, this might be an opportunity.

Village Chief Gao didn't know that Lin Jie had already started cultivating the Battle Spirit under the guidance of his grandfather.

Lin Jie smiled and nodded, Uncle Hu looked at the thunderbolt gun with reluctance, but Lin Jie agreed, and he had nothing to say.

"Uncle Gao, this is projectiles and explosives. As he spoke, Lin Jie took out a small bag of projectiles and a small gourd of explosives from his body and handed them to Village Chief Gao, who carefully took them.

Thinking that although this thunderbolt gun is powerful, it is very dangerous to use it improperly, Lin Jie said: "Uncle Gao, once this thunderbolt gun is loaded with explosives, it must reach the sky to avoid misfire and injury to people." Moreover, the gourd explosives should be kept away from the fire source and should not be damp. ”

Village Chief Gao nodded excitedly: "Xiaojie, Uncle Gao knows." ”

Lin Jie still felt uneasy, and personally taught Village Chief Gao to shoot again. Village Chief Gao looked at the pierced iron pine plank, stroked the somewhat heavy thunderbolt gun, and was reluctant to put it down. He didn't pay attention, his face smoked by the leaking explosives, as if he had just returned from Africa.

Village Chief Gao took the thunderbolt gun and left happily, he wanted to report the great creation of Xiaoye Village to the Temple of War, maybe the history of Xiaoye Village would also be changed because of this.

Looking at the figure of Village Chief Gao gradually moving away, Blacksmith Hu turned his head to look at Lin Jie, and muttered two sentences, but finally did not speak.

"Uncle Hu, after trying to fire three shots just now, I found that the Thunderbolt Gun still has several shortcomings!" With more than 20 years of experience on the earth, Lin Jie couldn't see what Uncle Hu was thinking, although he was only seven years old now.

Uncle Hu looked at Lin Jie with a shocked expression: "The thunderbolt gun is so powerful, what other shortcomings can there be?" Lin Jie's shock to him today was too strong, and he really couldn't afford to doubt the courage that Lin Jie said.

Lin Jie groaned slightly and said: "Of course there are shortcomings, first of all, the powder room is not tightly sealed, which is a big shortcoming. He said, pointing to his face.

He had just fired the second shot but didn't dare to wipe his face, although he tried his best to tilt his head to the side, the disaster on his face was not as serious as that of the village chief Gao, and the leaking gunpowder smoke still blackened his forehead.

"That's a disadvantage, just wash your face!" muttered Uncle Hu.