Chapter 2244: mechanic
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The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal
- Mad rabbit
- 1206 characters
- 2021-01-30 11:21:47
Two revolvers crossed and spit out flames, and shot out orange bullets one after another in the black barrel.
Each bullet dragged a long tail, passed through the gap between the limbs of the expeller, and hit the body of the mechanical creature with precision.
Some bullets slammed into the silver-gray outer armor, making sharp noises, igniting countless sparks.
There are also some bullets that penetrate the gaps between the armor pieces and get embedded into their bodies.
Most of these mechanical creatures with bullets embedded in their bodies have no abnormalities. Only a few of them have abnormalities. Either their limbs are twisted, and then they collapse to the ground like a puddle of mud, or sparks continue to burst from the cracks. , Then lost control, launched attacks on other similar species, and some of them exploded.
That's right, it exploded. Within a few seconds after the bullet was inserted, there was a strange noise, and then it exploded without warning.
Upon seeing this, I hurriedly asked Kailan, is there any bullet that can shoot mechanical creatures?
Kailan shook his head and said: "The bullets are all the same, but the ones that exploded are because the bullets entered their cores."
It turned out to be crooked.
But thanks to these amazing shots, the mechanical creatures were delayed by explosions and infighting, and they were thrown away a lot.
But there were even more people who rushed forward and then rushed over.
With the power of drawing a knife and cutting off a mechanical snake, I was picked up by the deporter and continued to faithfully execute the order to escape from me.
With my body hanging in the air, I looked around for a few moments. The surroundings were still full of mechanical creatures. To be honest, this number is a bit appalling. I even doubt where they came from. You know, let’s go through the jungle. When I arrived at the mountain pack, a batch of about hundreds of mechanical creatures had been killed. Right now, the number of mechanical creatures culled was many times the number of hundreds!
Where did they hide before the group attacked?
This question, from the moment I saw a steady stream of mechanical creatures, has occupied my brain and troubled me.
But right now, the mechanical creatures are like tides, and the jungle is dense with trees and lush grass and leaves. There is no trace at all. Moreover, the most important thing now is not to find the source, but to escape from the siege of the mechanical creatures. day.
After entangled again and again, I gritted my teeth and hid the problem that bothered me in my heart.
Having regained my mobility, I broke free from the arms of the Destroyer and continued to advance while fighting.
He was hitting, and suddenly he heard roars not far away.
This time the roar was different from the previous ones, it was uniform, sonorous and powerful, and it looked extremely majestic.
"Some familiar..." I thought silently.
"It's another group of expellers," Odachi prompts: "It's the group sent to search the research institute on the other side of the island."
"Will it really be them?" I was a little skeptical. After all, the island is not small. It is a bit of a fantasy to search the entire island day and night.
"Did you ignore an important premise?" Odachi said hehe: "They are expellers, mechanical puppets, not humans. They don't need to eat or sleep. As long as there is magic in the core, they can continue to act. "
I nodded in agreement: "Listening to you, it seems that this is really the case."
Sure enough, as Odachi guessed, it was the group of expellers I sent to search the research institute.
Compared to us, they appear to be much more calm. A group of mechanical puppets stand in a row and move slowly. Almost every step forward, several mechanical creatures are killed.
"Stop!" I ordered: "Stop all actions, stand on the spot, and fight against mechanical creatures!"
The chasers stopped immediately, changed the two teams into one, and formed a circle, protecting Kailan and me in the middle.
Kailan took out his handkerchief and carefully wiped the gunpowder from the revolver.
Looking at the silver-white gun body with the traces of ignition powder, I couldn't help asking: "Where did you buy these bullets?"
"self-made."
"The shell? Or the gunpowder inside?"
"Both."
Hearing what she said, I was a little surprised: "Isn't gunpowder a goblin product? Is it possible that you can also make it?"
"I am a member of the Celestial Clan," Kailan said calmly: "Making gunpowder is the most basic common sense of the Celestial Clan."
At the end, she added another sentence: "My mother told me."
"Who taught you how to make gunpowder?" I asked again.
"Why" Kailan blanked my eyes, "Are you trying to sue me for plagiarism, or are you planning to collect royalties?"
"Neither" I shook my head: "I'm just curious."
"My mother taught" Kailan said: "Not only did she teach gunpowder, but also the production of bullets, how to load gunpowder into bullets, and how much gunpowder is most suitable, etc. It's all my mother. Teach me."
"Your mother... Your mother-in-law is really knowledgeable!"
"It's not as knowledgeable, just a deep understanding of revolvers." Kailan took the clean, pure silver revolver into her arms, and then began to wipe another revolver that looked very old, while muttering Muttered: "As for the research and manufacture of equipment-enhanced machines, it is my dad's strengths."
"Is your father-in-law also an adventurer?" I asked.
"Yes" Kailan breathed into the barrel, blowing out a lot of gunpowder powder, choking her coughing.
She coughed a few times and took another big sip of water. She finally recovered, wiped the corners of her mouth, and said: "My dad’s job is said to be a mechanic. Everywhere I go, there is a head stuck in it. The bamboo dragonfly’s small robot followed. This small robot is quite powerful and can make all kinds of things. It is my best playmate in childhood."
"What about that little robot? How is it now?"
"Hang up." Kailan curled his lips: "Since my parents died, its condition has been worsening day by day. At first, it was just a constant noise. Later, a lot of black smoke came out from the nose and ears, which can smoke people. At that time, I felt that something was wrong. I thought it might be a problem, so I held the robot and went to the goblin shop. The old man took the robot apart and took a look, then reassembled it and handed it back. Give it to me and tell me'it's dead'."
Speaking of this, Kailan's expression was slightly sad.
I was trying to comfort her when she raised her head and smiled: "Later, my family’s money was spent, and only the revolver and it were left. The revolver was inherited from the ancestors, but the robot belonged to his father. I thought, the family’s money was spent on the last wishes of my parents, and if I sold my father’s little robot for food, I should not be scolded by my father in heaven, so I took the robot with me. , Found a shop."
Kailan blinked and said mischievously: "Guess, who opened that shop?"
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