Vol 2 Chapter 536: Spell Bullets and Artillery Regiment

Somewhere, in the underground hall, many people are busy, constantly in and out.
There was a lot of information on a table in the hall. Franklin sat at the table and kept looking at the content of the information, occasionally sketching it quickly with a quill pen.
His eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and he didn't seem to have rested for a long time. The blue robe he wore was rumpled, and he didn't look clean for many days. Many people around were similar to Franklin, busy and exhausted.
At this moment, the sound of rapid footsteps sounded, and a man pushed open the door of the hall and ran in quickly. It was Franklin's man, the red-haired "Fire Spirit" Promi.
Promy's face was a little surprised and frightened at this time, and quickly ran to Franklin's table and said: "Captain, captain, things are not good, and the group of Jos have lost contact."
"Well." Franklin listened, and simply responded, because he had been processing too much information for a long time, the response was unresponsive, and he didn't raise his head.
Promy froze.
About three seconds later, Franklin suddenly reacted, suddenly stood up, grabbed Promy's clothes, pulled it in front, and shouted: "You-say what, say it again." Just a word came out, Franklin just Realizing the gaffe, he quickly suppressed his voice, but his eyes were straight at Prome, as if to eat people.
"I...coo!" Promil swallowed nervously, carefully. "Captain, I also just found out that the group of Jos could not be reached at all, and the crystal ball of the investigation was also black."
"Aren't they sent me to investigate Yate?" Franklin wrinkled.
"Yeah." Promi nodded weakly. "They did follow your instructions to investigate Yate's things. It seems that there are some breakthroughs, but suddenly they can't be reached."
"It's time..." Franklin finally couldn't suppress his emotions, and he couldn't help but scolded, but only a word, the door of the hall suddenly opened, and he saw the manager Muse stepped in, his eyes intentionally or accidentally Sweep.
Franklin's expression changed rapidly. A face turned angry and blinked into impatience. The voice was abruptly and smoothly lowered. He pointed to Promy, "What should I do, just do it. This kind of thing goes according to the process. That’s it, you don’t need to ask me again. You can think about a plan first, and then I’ll take a look at your plan, and then assign you manpower, you know.

"Uh."
"Go, go." Franklin waved at Promy.
Promy said nothing and left quickly.
Muse's eyes glanced over Franklin and said nothing, striding to the deepest part of the hall and sitting in the exclusive seat.
Franklin left the seat and quickly poured the honey into the muse's desk.
Muse took a sip and nodded with satisfaction. The whole person was deeply seated in the soft seat, looking at Franklin and asked lazily: "How is it going?"
"Return to the Muse, everything is normal. Although there are occasional minor problems, they are all under control. They are all carried out according to your plan, without any trouble."
"That's good, go." Muse said, taking another sip of honey water, lying on the seat, closing his eyes.
Franklin quickly retreated, and then walked out of the hall.
Outside the hall, at the end of the corridor, Franklin found Promy, who had waited a long time.
At this time, Franklin's appearance changed back to anger, anger and gloom, mixed with a trace of fear, and asked the staff: "Jos's group, what is the situation, tell me in detail."
"I--" Promi hesitated a bit and said honestly, "I didn't find anything wrong recently, and suddenly I couldn't get in touch with them. Then I tested it with a crystal ball and found that it was black, just afraid It's the same result as Yate-it's more fierce."
"Damn it!" Franklin finally scolded, clenching his fists.
His eyes flickered and he thought about it for a moment, Franklin said: "Since this... then find a way to gather everyone in the team, let them speed up the task, and let them hurry back in the distance.
This time I came in person, but I want to see who is doing the right thing with us and who is so deadly! By the way, this matter still needs to be kept secret. Don’t let the muse manager and other teams know about it, okay? ! "
"Yes."
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Inside the Garden of Eden.
Mechanical processing sector, laboratory.
Richard is busy, researching and designing an unprecedented weapon.
On the processing table, a 315 alloy projectile was completed. Richard grabbed it with his finger and stuck it on an empty shell, then loaded the shell with spell salt, and finally sealed the bottom of the shell.
If you look closely, you will find that what Richard made is very similar to ordinary bullets on earth. The difference is that it is infinitely more powerful than bullets on Earth.
The magic salt alone, which is based on the improved anion salt of pentazole, belongs to the most powerful explosives invented on earth.
The 315 alloy, which is based on the metal hydrogen and is combined with the magic of the current world, is a theoretical creation on earth.
When these two are combined, the effect cannot be imagined!
The power of the spell salt explosion can accelerate the alloy warhead to an unimaginable level, and the alloy warhead has its own powerful explosive power, which is like compressing a high-explosive shell into a bullet.
This is a magic bullet!
A magic bullet is a high-explosive shell!
What about those two shots? Three rounds? What about ten rounds and hundred rounds?
The strongest army in the world, the establishment of a self-propelled artillery battalion is about 20 artillery. One hundred magic bullets are almost equivalent to a round of five self-propelled artillery battalions, far exceeding the firepower of an ordinary artillery regiment.
Those thousand shots?
In this world, is there anything that cannot be solved or destroyed by a thousand shells? If there are, then one more round!
In fact, spell bullets are different from high-explosive bullets in the true sense. The power is more specific and concentrated, because the explosion of the alloy warhead is a physical explosion.
Explosions can be divided into a variety of ~EbookFREE.me~ such as nuclear explosions, chemical explosions, physical explosions, high-energy particle beam explosions and so on.
The explosion of the alloy warhead is a physical explosion, similar to the liquid oxygen explosion used by Richard a long time ago. For this type of explosion, for ordinary chemical explosions, there is no destructive power in terms of flames and heat, and no conversion of gas produced by explosives, so the power is more concentrated. When attacked, there will be no horrible scenes of fire, but it can destroy everything in the thunderous continuous roar.
Of course, to achieve this, there are many problems to be solved.
For example, what kind of equipment is used to fire bullets? If you use firearms on earth, how to ensure the endurance of firearms? How can the metal projectile be stimulated by the magic salt to not explode and explode? Another example……
Many questions have to be answered.
At present, Richard, who only has a general idea, looks at the first spell bullet model in his hand and keeps thinking. Thinking about how to turn ideas into reality, how to use this thing to give people of mysterious organizations a big surprise at the right time.
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