After exiting the Midnight Vault, this group of newcomers was sent directly to the Maginot Line without even starting their careers in the Crimson Keep like the previous players.

Although the current portal system is still unable to achieve large-scale personnel transfer, but fortunately, this is not a time of war, and the newcomers actually don't really need this kind of "fast travel", and the current security situation in the entire Translancia is very good, and Murphy's land has not been much for the newcomers to do after several rounds of cleaning.

It would obviously be more cost-effective to have them smoothly enter the war preparation process on the Maginot Line, from where they would enter the swamp, rest in Wolfsburg, fight monsters and level up, and then travel along the Bafont Gorge to the Shadow Valley to join the Black Plague Line.

As for the customs of Translasia?

You can wait until the war is over to experience these things.

Of course, the last players in this closed beta phase are not all avid combatants, and there are some manufacturing and administrative players who remain in the main city of Translancia.

They are positioned as logisticians.

However, they couldn't stay in this safe area for long, because according to the "Transencia Wartime Management System" that Lady Miriam had just released, all the manufacturers had to bring their belongings to a military town five kilometers behind the Maginot Line.

It is home to a field hospital that is still in the "run-in period", and it is also the stronghold of the KPA logistics department that provides various support to the defense line, including the Church of Avalon, the Eye of the Wolf Vision, the Blood Rat Gang, and the Batasin Chamber of Commerce, among a whole host of other organizations have set up temporary camps there.

It can be said that it is a small Crimson Keep, where newcomers can get in touch with all the forces of Translancia and smoothly start prestige and various crafting tasks.

However, not all organizations will be able to relocate there.

For example, the famous National No. 1 Arsenal of Transnesia, this "state-owned enterprise" managed by Brother Loyalty, obviously cannot be relocated quickly, and it is not a good idea to place the arsenal too close to the front line.

Thus, at a time when the whole of Transencia was mobilized, Brother Loyal and his factory were able to sit firmly in the Diaoyutai near the increasingly prosperous Whitewater Fort.

Although players have begun to explore outside of Transencia for a period of time, and few people have paid attention to the progress of Brother Loyalty's side, as a spy with super execution, even if it is an outrageous task disguised as a "capitalist from another world", Brother Loyal can perform it very well.

At this time, more than three months have passed since the construction and commissioning of the arsenal, and compared to the poor site when it first started, today's loyal brother is really a shotgun.

Especially after Lord Murphy brought him a lot of local equipment from Starvation Mountain, the buildings built by the Brotherhood of Stonemasons for the arsenal have been put to use, in addition to the gun production line that was originally taken back from the Capet family, there is now a forge workshop, a smelting workshop and an assembly workshop under the command of Brother Loyalty.

The new bear goblin workers were still trying to wait for the price and launch a wave of traditional strike skills to demand higher wages, but the idiots ignored that they were located in a place called "Transasia", and after being beaten up by the fierce old workers of the local people, the efficiency of the bruised bear goblins quickly increased.

If you want to raise your salary, let's take a look at the current situation first!

The damn black plague is coming, if Transcia can't keep it, it's a shit to give you a higher salary.

Brother Loyal is not used to these guys who are raised by the old flywheel, and his confidence comes from the fact that he has trained a group of very good junior workers among the people of Riptide Castle, even if the bear goblins pick their picks, the arsenal will not stop there.

The enthusiasm of the locals to fight the war is very high, and the ultra-efficient operation of the factory in the past few days has shown this.

"Click"

The door of the warehouse was slowly pushed open by a few veterans with missing arms and legs, and the new guns in wooden boxes were transported by small carts and neatly stacked on the wagons of the "Pride of the Lion King" transport company by the mechanics in cotton clothes.

A professional chauffeur from the Lion King's Pride Village counted the goods with a list, and an accountant seconded from Treasure Bay was recording it.

The wagons were to deliver the new guns and bullets to the docks in the Under Armour Hills this afternoon, and the merchant ships belonging to the Riptide Knights' Logistics Department would deliver the weapons to the Smuggler's Woods early tomorrow morning, and the final leg would be escorted by the Bloodclaw Clan's gnolls to the Maginot Line.

The course of the Cadman River was sufficient for such a short haul, and the route was fixed after two boat trips by His Excellency Serac Fanta.

This is currently the shortest transportation route, and it is also the military transportation route established by the Scarlet Keep Administration, and under the wartime system, if anyone is blocked on this road, the guards escorting military supplies can shoot directly.

Speaking of guns.

Well, the main weapons used by the Translancian People's Army have been replaced by all sorts of bizarre and unknown firearms to imitation Mosin Nagant bolt-action guns mass-produced by the First National Arsenal.

This thing is a famous gun that has stood the test of time!

The shape is classic, the leather is durable, the operation is simple, and it can also use the bayonet at the critical moment to make a wave of blood-pumping white-bladed charge.

The most important thing is that it is simple to make, which is quite in line with the current needs of Translasia.

The hardwood produced near Fort Riptide can be used to make guns, Brother Loyalty's arsenal has signed a contract with Fort Riptide, and Tempal is constantly training carpenters to help with material problems and find a job for his people to make ends meet, if it weren't for the current serious shortage of various machines, the Riptide Knights would be planning to build a lumber mill.

The person in charge of handing over the items today is the deputy director of the Arsenal, the Dire Manta Golem.

This player with a complicated and awkward name is very old.,He's a veteran player who entered the game with Brother Loyalty.,But he's not interested in fighting and killing.,In reality, he's a high-end operator.,It's also a tech nerd who likes to make things by himself.,When you enter Transnesia, you completely let yourself go.。

It is no exaggeration to say that this arsenal was built by him and his loyal brother with a handful of and urine, and like all administrative players and manufacturing players, he is full of feelings for his career.

Seeing that today's transportation work was unfolding in an orderly manner, the Dire Manta Golem, who was walking in the cold wind with a military coat behind his back, grabbed a crowbar, and this action caused several local foremen next to him to shrink their necks.

Of course, I'm not afraid that this old brother will pick up a crowbar and smash them.

The main reason is that the deputy director of the factory is very strict about the quality of the products, and he obviously wants to do random inspections on the weapons that are about to be transported, if he is unlucky and gets caught with a little flaw, the full attendance bonus of the responsible section will be deducted this month.

Several foremen silently prayed for Lord Murphy's blessing, and the Dire Golem ignored them, pried open a box with a crowbar, took out a new gun with the smell of oil seal from the box filled with sawdust, clicked the bolt and looked at it in front of him, and then touched a few key positions, and finally picked up the matching bayonet and inserted it into the bayonet seat, and made a few stabbing movements in place.

No problem!

This thing is a new killing blade, and it is the "big baby" that all men love.

The Dire Manta is also very satisfied, it seems that after a few months of strict attention to quality, it has finally freed his workers from all kinds of bad problems, and finally has a bit of the rigorous and responsible quality that the working class should have.

He grabbed a five-round magazine and stuffed it into the gun, and after taking a few steps, he fired five rapid shots at the Under Armour Hills and wilderness in front of him, no jamming, no duds, and the accuracy was okay, and the test result was perfect.

The deputy factory chief was finally satisfied.

He put the gun back in the box, picked up the hammer and re-ordered it, and watched as the box was placed in the wagon, before rubbing his hands back into the workshop of the arsenal.

The second snow in Translia was more than half a month ago, and according to the locals, there were at least two more snows before the winter passed, but this ghost weather made him a southerner really suffer, fortunately, Mrs. Water's tailor shop imitated the military coat in time, otherwise he would have frozen to death in this other world.

It's warm in the building, not only because of the heat from the small blast furnace that has just been built in the smelting room, but also because the steam pipes that flow through the entire building are also resisting the low temperatures.

Workers can hear the foreman's shouts and shrill whistles from time to time, and the unique sound of gear collisions in the engineering production line that has been renovated under the guidance of the old flywheel also adds a touch of industrial atmosphere to the place.

Of course, every time he saw the strangely shaped production line set up by the large boiler, the Dire Manta golem felt strange in his heart.

These things reminded him that he was no longer in his original world.

It's a game.

Although this game is a bit too real in all aspects, like a beautiful dream, it is often difficult to distinguish the real from the fake, I have spent too much energy on the game during this time, and the yellow-faced woman in the family has quarreled several times because of this, which makes the Dire Bat Golem brother really a little nervous.

Men are tired enough to make money, how can this game be so targeted!

In other words, it seems that he hasn't made anything in his basement for a long time, and all kinds of machinery bought at a large price are kept to eat ashes, or find an opportunity to dispose of those things another day?

After all, there is a big arsenal here where you can give full play to the inspiration and creativity of engineers, and when building guns or anything is trivial, the "old man's wonderful house" in the basement is obviously no longer satisfying itself.

"Old bat, come here! It's waiting for you. ”

The Dire Golem's mind was a little hairy, and just as he was thinking about whether to "trick" his yellow-faced woman into the game to live the world of two together, a shout came from ahead.

He looked up and saw that it was the Multi-Turret Chief Cultist calling out to him.

This chubby young man is a fellow player in the game before, this guy is much better than himself, and it is said that he was invited to drink tea once in his yard playing clay film cannons.

Tsk, young people nowadays are really amazing.

"Brother Loyal is already discussing the next 'weapon upgrade' plan, have you chosen a template?"

The multi-turret and the Dire Bats played well, and he saw the bats as a believable Big Brother, which would whisper a little restlessly:

"If it's semi-automatic, I think Garland is good."

"Huh? Do you feel like you have too many fingers, so you plan to lighten yourself? ”

The Dire Golem snorted and said:

"And what is Transencia like now, you don't want to think, where do we have so many resources to make this kind of thing? Brother Loyal could have chosen so many bolt-action guns, why do you think he had to choose Mosin Nagant?

Use your brains, turret, Brother Loyal has actually determined the gun upgrade route of Translasia, and we are going to take the weapon upgrade route of Maozi's faction. ”

"Ahh

The Chief Cultist of the Multi-Turret was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed:

"You mean, Bobosha?"

"Yes, yes, the children can be taught."

The Dire Bat golem grinned, reached out and made a cutting motion, and said:

"The barrel of Mosin Nagant can be directly replaced, and even the production line does not need to be changed, as long as the processing accuracy comes up, the forging process and materials are abundant, and the production capacity can be upgraded directly.

To tell the truth, at the current level of war on the mainland, when we can take out Bobosha, Transencia will be able to flatten the world, and it is not impossible to have high-end weapons on the upper side, but it is not necessary!

In that case, we can make some classic weapons for our brothers to use as high-quality weapons, but don't think about reloading local soldiers with weapons on a large scale.

At least fifty years, you don't need to think about the lack of firepower, I'll tell you, don't always hear other people say that Brother Zhong is conservative and stubborn, that guy has a lot of ideas.

He's no ordinary man. ”

"Is that so?"

The multi-turret now understood, and he scratched his head and said:

"I thought Brother Loyal must be a copy of Mosin Nagant because he's a pathetic retro weapons party, and 98K is better to use."

The two of them walked into the room in front of them, and saw Brother Loyalty in his classic "capitalist suit" fighting the crowd, and the arsenal technicians below were shouting, as if because Brother Loyalty had come up with a bad idea that angered everyone.

"Don't do it! I'd rather chop my hands off than produce this bullshit! ”

A shrill voice shouted:

"Brother loyalty, you have a fucking conscience! Are you really a capitalist? Brothers are going to bring guns to the battlefield, are you embarrassed to let them use this? You're a man of life! Did You Know? ”

"That's right! Yes, this guy is crazy, so many semi-automatic drawings can be used, why do you have to pick this kind of thing? ”

"Why don't you equip your brothers with Liberator pistols?"

"I'm afraid you let them use this to let them shoot you in the back, our arsenal can't afford to lose this person, don't do it! Not only will you not do it, but you black-hearted bastard will be court-martialed! ”

The following few old "technicians" who followed Brother Loyalty to "start" will be in a state of rage, and they are about to pick up the stool and hammer Brother Loyalty's dog head when they shout.

The Dire Manta Golem stepped forward with some confusion and saw the drawings that Brother Loyal had placed on the table, as a "very criminal" engineer, he only saw the familiar shape of the new gun to know what the problem was.

"Holy! Are you fucking playing? ”

The Dire Manta golem was also startled.

He stared at the loyal brother with a helpless face with wide eyes, and said:

"How dare you take this thing out? Don't you want to die? ”

"! I'm also thinking about the big picture! You bastards, look at the things you took out, what Garand, what STV, the most damn thing just threw me a 56 punch.

Are you sick? ”

The loyal brother who was scolded couldn't stand it, and he slapped the table with his cool mechanical hand and scolded:

"Didn't I know Garand was easy to use? Don't I want every brother to rush to the battlefield with a 56? Don't I want the glory of Kalashnikov to shine on the land of Transnesia? Brothers, you can't do it if you have your brains!

Where does Transncia have so many resources to make you this kind of high-end stuff now?

You can make three of these with the ingredients and time of one Garand!

What are we lacking right now?

It's time, it's material!

I advise you to understand the concept of industrial upgrading first, okay? In the current situation of the Cadman People's Army, the pursuit is not cool, nor is it classic!

Firepower!

What we want is firepower, the most cost-effective firepower!

Bastards, fucking go back and think about it, I know this thing is broken, and I know it's good for nothing but cheap! But it's an automatic weapon, isn't it? There's nothing to say about firepower."

"That's why you took out the 'Foul Grease Gun' for your brothers?"

Dire Golem squinted at the unconfident Loyal Brother, and he shouted:

"Hey! You're not disregarding human life, you're humiliating the intelligence and ethics of us engineers! Bastard! You dare to take this gun to Qin Ye, do you believe that old man dared to pick up this thing and explode your head? ”

"Hehe,, do you think I didn't ask them before I took out this drawing? Be obedient, hurry up and do the production plan, it's all upgraded from a big bolt to an automatic weapon, what more bicycle?

That's the best cost-effective weapon I can come up with in the Black Plague!

Love or not.

I think Master Murphy will definitely support me, you can do whatever you want~"

(End of chapter)