Chapter 12: Pistols

"Can such a trick and trick scare us?" The one who said this with disdain was still the bearded general.

"Since this general doesn't believe that he can hurt you with this thing, can you cooperate with me?" Lu Chen looked at this general who repeatedly mocked him, and Lu Chen's temper also came up, ready to give him a lesson from the future.

Originally, according to Lu Chen's plan, it was planned to let these generals retreat to a suitable position, and then Lu Chen used a pistol to smash the tea cup placed in a fixed position, but since this bearded martial artist repeatedly provoked himself, Lu Chen was ready to teach him a lesson.

"Why not!" This person pouted and stood in front of Lu Chen, Lu Chen found out, good guy, this guy is taller than Lu Chen, Lu Chen himself has a height of one meter eighty-three, this guy is one head taller than Lu Chen, nearly two meters tall, big shoulders and round waist, thick eyebrows and round eyes, the skin is not too dark, it is the kind of bronze that has been exposed to the wind and sun for a long time, if it is black skin, Lu Chen feels that this guy is Zhang Fei and Zhang Yide in the Three Kingdoms who have been reborn.

"I don't know what the general is called?" Lu Chen still looked up politely and asked.

"I am the guerrilla general Meng Ji under the tent of the marshal!" Meng Ji puffed out his chest and looked down at Lu Chen's rough answer.

"General Meng, right?" Lu Chen was not overwhelmed by Meng Ji's momentum, but smiled slightly, reached out and picked up a teacup on the side, and played with it, but it's a pity, if this thing is an antique in the future generations, now he can use this thing as a target, "I don't know if the general dares to hold this teacup in the palm of his hand and stand at the gate?" Lu Chen handed the teacup to Meng Ji with a smile, and pointed to the courtyard gate outside, although Lu Chen had a smile on his face, but there was a look of "I don't dare" in his eyes.

"What's so hard about that!" Meng Ji turned the tea cup, snorted coldly, and walked towards the gate of the courtyard, "Is this it?" Meng Ji stood at the gate and shouted loudly at Lu Chen.

"That's right! That's it! Hearing Meng Ji's shout, Lu Chen nodded at Meng Ji, in fact, it can be farther, with Lu Chen's current distance, to the gate, it is only more than 30 meters, and the Type 92 pistol with 5.8 mm bullets is enough to pierce the Type 899 steel helmet at a distance of 100 meters, and it can penetrate 5 mm of steel plate at a distance of 50 meters, and the distance of the maximum lethality of the Type 92 pistol is 50 meters, and these 30 meters are enough for Lu Chen to perform, and if you want to perform at a longer distance, you have to go to the school field collectively.

"You hold the teacup in your hand and hold it flat, yes! Raise it sideways, don't hold it in front of you, I'm afraid to kill you! Lu Chen shouted at Meng Ji, and did a demonstration of action, this stupid hat, actually stretched his hands forward, holding the teacup flat, at this distance, one shot, even the teacup with people have to rest, although Lu Chen wants to teach this Meng Ji a lesson, but he doesn't want to wait to prove his innocence, and directly kill a guerrilla general first.

"That's it! What a hassle! Meng Ji muttered in his mouth, but he still cooperated with Lu Chenping to raise his right arm and hold the tea cup in his palm.

As soon as Meng Ji put on a posture, he saw Lu Chen raise his hand to shoot, with a "bang", followed by a "pop", the tea cup in Meng Ji's hand was torn apart by Lu Chen's shot, and Meng Ji was also frightened by Lu Chen, and directly "ah", retracted his right hand, and carefully checked it for a long time, only to find that there was nothing wrong with his right hand, and then looked down and saw the tea cup on the ground, and couldn't help but panic.

Without waiting for everyone in the room to exclaim, they saw Lu Chen raise his hand again, and there was another gunshot, and the hairpin on Meng Ji's helmet was directly knocked away by Lu Chen's shot, and Meng Ji's feeling was that the helmet was shocked, and there was a sound of "dang", and then he saw that the red hairpin on his helmet had fallen to the ground.

At this time, Meng Ji felt afraid, if Lu Chen was not aiming at the hairpin, but at his own head, it was estimated that he would have died of anger at this moment, no matter how hard his head was, it was not as hard as the helmet!

"What kind of secret weapon is this?"

"What a powerful secret weapon!"

The room suddenly became noisy, and all the generals directly surrounded Lu Chen, and asked nonsense, and everyone's eyes looked at the "iron pimple" in Lu Chen's hand with greedy eyes.

"Silence!" At this moment, the female general who had always stood beside Li Xiuning shouted loudly, and in an instant, the conference hall fell silent.

"What is this?" Li Xiuning looked at Lu Chen, who was standing in the center of the chamber, staring at the pistol in Lu Chen's hand with curiosity in his eyes.

"It's called a pistol!" Lu Chen closed the pistol safety and inserted the holster on his waist and said.

"Are you a descendant of the Mo family?" From the past to the early Tang Dynasty where Li Xiuning lived, it was naturally the Mo family in the Spring and Autumn Period to say that the most powerful machine technique was naturally the Mo family, so Li Xiuning thought that the pistol in Lu Chen's hand was definitely the product of the Mo family's machine technique, if there was no Mo family inheritance, it would never be possible to make such a magical thing, and the Mo family had long been extinct due to Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty's "deposing a hundred schools and respecting Confucianism alone", and some legends about the Mo family also said that the inheritors of the Mo family acted mysteriously and were unreasonable, so Li Xiuning asked Lu Chen in a tentative tone.

Hearing Li Xiuning's question, Lu Chen's brain suddenly had a thrill, and he was worried that he didn't have a suitable identity, but Li Xiuning helped him come up with one, wouldn't the mysterious Mo family just be able to cover up his identity as an "outsider"?

"It's still noticed by Her Royal Highness the Princess!" Lu Chen came directly down the slope and got off the donkey, and smiled bitterly.

"Someone! Throne! As soon as Li Xiuning heard Lu Chen admit that he was the heir of the Mo family, he immediately ordered someone to bring a chair to Lu Chen.

"Thank you, princess!" Lu Chen bowed his hand at Li Xiuning, he was not polite, and sat down directly on the chair, and at this time, Meng Ji walked into the conference hall with a worried face, he also knew that Lu Chen just gave himself a lesson, if Lu Chen looked down three inches just now, it is estimated that it would be time to dig a pit and bury himself at this time.

"Haven't asked Mr. Gao's name yet?" Li Xiuning said and motioned to the female general on the side to serve tea to Lu Chen.

"In Xia Luchen, follow the orders of the master, return to the homeland, and travel the world!" Lu Chen said in a very plain tone, but he was thinking in his heart, he had to say that he had to say that he had to travel on the orders of his family teacher, and this princess had to let herself go to find her teacher 100% of the time, and she did have a master, but what about the old general after a thousand years, where would she take Princess Pingyang to see his old man? So Lu Chen can only say that he is a testament.