In the past five days, everything has been as usual in Donghai Town, but today the two old men of the Martial Saint and Demon Saint have to leave, and the wind chime was sad before he reluctantly sent away the master and uncle.

Mao Yanran cried out even more sadly, the Demon Sage's teaching to her in the past few days can be described as meticulous, and her degree of care can't help but make Lao Jing, who is known as a disciple in the name, feel jealous, although she has been practicing with her master in the past few days, but in the past five days, the Demon Sage has not said ten words to him in total.

Hating the sky is even more simply, directly kneeling on the ground with red eyes and kowtowing his head.

But the two saints disappeared on the spot after a little instruction with a calm expression, after all, both of them are top figures who have lived for thousands of years, and they have seen a lot of clutches in the past, and although they are related to the enthusiasm of their disciples, they are not so worried that they will not be worried.

The master left, and then the wind chime urgently needed something else to divert the current sadness, such as the first gun parts were about to be built.

Jing Jun dragged her to the workshop where Niu Ben personally operated the hammer and forge, and the sound of jingling was endless, and the wind chimes that were still sobbing entered the hot workshop, and the anvils three meters long and one and a half meters wide were neatly arranged on the gun parts that had been built.

The other, slightly smaller cutting board was filled with parts from the original Barrett, of course, with reduced parts.

Compared with the two hatchbacks, the newly made parts are more than twice the size of the original, and the combination should be suitable for orcs such as minotaurs.

There are still a few kobolds in the workshop who are hammering iron, all of which are relatively small parts, such as triggers, clips, etc., but the appearance has been formed, just waiting to be quenched and cooled.

Then the parts of the first gun built according to the drawings will be declared complete, and the next step is to assemble the whole gun, and then load the bullets for test guns, and finally the time will come to verify the results.

In fact, on the day Long Yue came to Donghai Town, Feng Chime hurriedly drew a bullet suitable for the caliber of the new gun, and at the end, he emphasized that Long Yue must ensure that the flaminite can be ignited when the hammer hits the primer when pouring the flaminite.

If Long Yue was unimpressed when he was first told by his two uncles that he might need to split the flaminite, how could he say that he was also a senior magician who had been promoted to the high level for a hundred years, and such a purely skilled life as splitting the flaminite had already passed the stage of practice, but he should help think about how to advance to the Demon Saint as soon as possible.

Presumably, you have already seen that although Long Yue's identity is a dragon, his magic talent is not a genius, far from the glorious past of his second uncle Lightning Demon Saint, and it is precisely because of this that he does not dare to disobey the will of the first demon saint uncle in the world at this stage, and obediently follows him.

It wasn't until Jing Jun shot down the four birdmen with a gun that he really realized that although his uncle's magic strength was not as high as his own, he obviously had the ability to kill himself, and then he finally corrected his attitude towards coming here.

Long Yue didn't know why he didn't know what to say when he said anything like hammer and primer, but he finally understood what his uncle's beautiful disciple was trying to say, which was to ensure that the flint in the so-called bullet casing in the small place she said would burn instantly, and finally push a heavy projectile out.

These tasks were handed over to a high-level fire magician to complete in the primitive Oriental Continent, where there were no modern advanced instruments and molds, and it was really a very suitable job, and after comprehending the final meaning, Long Yue immediately threw himself into the operation of dividing the flamingstone, and began the development of the first super-large caliber bullet at about the same time.

lived up to expectations, and in only half a day, he made an 18-millimeter rifle bullet in a decent manner, and compared it with the original 12.7-millimeter bullet of Barrett in his hand, it was even more powerful and domineering.

The difference is that this bullet has an all-steel warhead, while Barrett has a brass warhead.

The reason for the different materials is caused by the scarcity of copper ore in the Eastern Continent, which is extremely rich in iron ore in the world, and the more famous ones are the four major iron ore mines, but there are countless small mines.

In addition, there are not a few silver mines, but silver products are not hard enough, and are mostly used as decorations, and the military industry is rarely involved.

Lao Jing understands that the degree of injury to the human body will be greatly different from the warhead made of different metals, and the copper warhead will be deformed when it hits the bones after entering the human body, so that the penetration of the bullet will decrease, but it is precisely because of this that this kind of bullet rolls arbitrarily in the human body, causing a large cavity, and the final embodiment is that the injured person's internal organs are bleeding heavily, even if they do not hit the vital parts, they will not escape death.

In contrast, the steel core bullet, which is prone to penetrating wounds, is a more humane design.

Jing Jun and Feng Chime finally decided to make all the warheads into fine iron and add black powder to form a steel-like material, he had seen the tragic situation of people who were hit by dummy bullets before, and now he shuddered just thinking about it.

"Jingle bell" sounded softly, and a kobold blacksmith put a crooked trigger on the big anvil with pliers, bowed slightly to Niu Ben and said, "General, these parts have all been built!"

"Well, let's go down first!"

Niu Ben waved his hand, and then bowed his head with excitement and said to Jing Jun: "Brother, look at these ......"

Jing Jun glanced at the cow ben who was full of eagerness, and said with a smile: "Hehe, big brother don't worry, little brother will assemble it!"

"Okay, big brother, hurry up, people can't wait!

But it was the wind chime's eyes that lit up, clapping his hands and jumping on the road.

Lao Jing shook his head lightly and said in his heart: "Is this still something that a girl's family should be interested in?"

But he didn't speak, his smile remained the same, he walked to the anvil, rubbed his hands vigorously, and then picked up each part and looked at it horizontally and vertically for a long time, as if to check whether the parts were compliant.

After checking for nearly ten minutes, Lao Jing put down the heavy barrel, gave Niu Ben a thumbs up, and praised sincerely: "The name of the Minotaur Casting Master is worthy of its name!"

He had already determined that these parts were basically free of defects, the smoothness of the guide rails and barrels, the strength of the spring, and so on could be said to be impeccable, and the two rifling lines in the barrel were clearly visible, and he seemed to have seen what kind of powerful image the assembled gun would be.

All the minotaurs, including Niu Ben, smiled honestly at Jing Jun's praise, but behind the smile on their dark faces was deep pride.

Jing Jun didn't say more, picked up the parts that the wind chimes couldn't call the full name and began to assemble them one by one, his hands at this time were like a girl's dexterous fingers weaving a delicate handicraft, take this and that, from time to time there was a crisp slight metal impact sound, and the parts on the anvil became fewer and fewer, but in Jing Jun's hands, it was slowly growing up a rifle prototype.

The gun assembly project in the internal competition of the military and police generally refers to the disassembly of the firearm into several sets of parts, and then the contestants successfully restore it in the shortest time, and the shortest time is the winner.

They don't separate all parts of the firearm when they disassemble it beforehand, some places require small screws, or some kind of tool is needed to help them detach.

But Lao Jing's current combination work is to fully assemble the parts that are maximally disassembled, and no mistakes and forgettings are allowed during the period, otherwise it will be extremely dangerous to the shooter when the gun is actually tested.

Jing Jun deserves to be awarded the honor of "King of Guns" for two consecutive years, almost 200 parts that have expanded a lot are stunned by him to complete the combination within ten minutes, but in the end, the upper receiver and the lower receiver are a little difficult, the weight of the all-metal gun body is really not light, and when the last bamboo shoot is in place, he put down the bipod, habitually pulled the bolt, and the crisp "click" sounded, but the thickened spring made it more laborious to pull it up, the bolt was locked in position, and an expanded version of the Barrett step gun was on the anvil.

Lao Jing patted his hands full of iron smell and looked at everyone with a smile.

Everyone else present was stunned by Jing Jun's magic-like hands, even the wind chimes that had been prepared for this were beautiful, and the eldest brother was too fast to assemble a gun.

Long Yue also looked at it closely, his sharper eyes as a dragon had already seen that the current gun seemed to be slightly different from the one used by the brother birder that day, but in general, it looked similar from the outside.

But how powerful is it?

Niu Ben and the others recovered from the initial shock, and instead thought about what the bullets would look like.

The wind chime unconsciously walked to the anvil, and her white and tender little hands gently stroked the black gun, and the cold feeling of metal from it reminded her that the gun was really made by them!

Then he held the gun with both hands and picked up the big gun very lightly, Jing Jun's smile froze on his face.

He had just roughly estimated the weight of the new gun, which would definitely not be less than eighty catties, and he himself was struck by lightning so that he could practice lightning magic, and the other was that the muscle strength was more than double that of the original, but even so, it was obvious that he was unable to pick up a rifle weighing eighty catties and kill the enemy freely.

But seeing that it is a wind chime with divine power, it is another matter, just a demon slaying knife weighs more than three thousand catties, and it is not a problem to be only eighty catties.

From this and the other, the bull head is not small in strength and size, and their iron shield hammer weighs about two or three hundred catties, and I believe that this weight can be quickly adapted after training.

Feng Chime hugged the rifle that stood taller than her and said excitedly: "Big brother, what are you waiting for, how about you go and try the power?"

"Well, go to the schoolyard!"

Lao Jing also wanted to know if this newly built gun could be used.

In this way, the wind chime baby was holding a big rifle, Jing Jun accompanied him, and the rest of the people waited for "Hula" to follow to the school field.

They were all looking forward to the power of this strange weapon, after all, there were many people who had not seen the Jing army kill the enemy with their own eyes.

Ten minutes later, everyone came to the open school field, and the wind chime turned his head and asked, "Where are we going to test the gun?"

Jing Jun looked at the Daxiao Field and remembered those humanoid iron targets, but now it looks like there are at least two thousand meters to go past that place, even the M200 equipped with sniper scopes is a considerable distance, not to mention the big rifles that don't even have sniper scopes now.