Fellow Daoists, Would You Like To Buy Gatling?

  Chapter 77 75. Destruction

   "This gun, we want it!"

   Steward Hong was on Height 3, with a look of awe, greed, desire, and excitement, looking at the wheeled Maxim who stopped roaring.

  He will no longer pay attention to the broken bandits.

  Instead, he pointed directly at the heavy machine gun whose barrel was exuding scorching heat, with red eyes, and put forward a new purchase request to Jiang Xia.

  He didn't even ask the price.

  No need to ask.

  After seeing a person holding this burst of sharp gun, within five breaths, he harvested more than a hundred lives and forced the bandits to disperse.

Steward Hong doesn't care whether the sharp gun in front of him needs hundreds of taels or thousands of taels.

  He believed that even if he bought this gun for ten thousand taels of silver and brought it back to the county, the prefect would never blame him.

  Before Jiang Xia, he praised Haikou and said that his firearms could stabilize the country and Anbang. At that time, Mr. Hong didn't believe it even if he saw the bolt-action rifle.

  In his opinion, this musket is just another more powerful crossbow. The advantage is that it is cheap, easy to use, and can be replaced on a large scale.

  But now after seeing Maxine's power with his own eyes, Thaksin believed it.

  Such a terrible gun, this is a qualitative change.

  Only a hundred sticks are needed, listed in front of the array.

  Don't talk about going through Ruyifang, even if it is opening up territory, or defending the city during wartime, it is excellent.

  Such a **** of enemies, you must get it!

at all costs!

   "Calm down, friend."

   Jiang Xia experienced a long-lost feeling of sudden suddenness, and was in a good mood.

  He watched Su already led the recruits out of the trenches, divided into several teams, and pursued the broken bandits, then turned his head and took out a pack of cigarettes.

  He brought roots to himself, and gave roots to the excited butler Hong.

   personally helped him ignite, and then said:

  "This gun is temporarily out of our Kunlunfang sales plan, and I don’t want to hide it from you man, now I have this one, and I need to use it as a prototype modification.

  If the situation is not urgent this time, it will not be taken out. "

  Haha, lie to the ghost!

Manager Hong took a mouthful of cigarettes, but because he was too excited, he was choked and coughed again and again. He looked embarrassed, but he sneered in his heart. Jiang Han, the bandit, would really pretend to be confused.

  If you really don’t plan to sell, he won’t be invited to watch today.

  This is obviously an appetite.

  At the same time, tell Hong Taishou in this way, don't try to go wrong, it is obviously better for Hong Taishou and the court to continue cooperating with Kunlunfang than swallowing Ruyifang.

  Of course, this is also a faint warning.

  Preventing Hong Taishou apart from Ruyifang, he should have thoughts that he shouldn't have.

  Even if there are recruits trained by Fire Gun, as long as Kunlunfang has such a sharp gun in their hands, they still have the confidence to sit on the ground and raise prices.

   Those who have this kind of destructive power are much more dangerous than Yifang.

  "I won’t sell it now, will I sell it in the future?"

  Butler Hong took another cigarette. Of course he knew cigarettes. After all, this thing is similar to hookah, but it’s more convenient to use.

  When he calmed down, he asked again.

  Hearing this question, Jiang Xia's face was even more smiling.

  He glanced back at the old fourth who was playing with the heavy machine gun behind him, turned his head and said to Steward Hong:

   "When it is time to sell, you will naturally be the first to notify you, but in the past one or two years, I am afraid that there will be no news. Brother Maolin also saw that the gun is complicated in materials and exquisite in structure.

  Not a master can do it!

  If you want to buy and produce on a large scale, you have to wait a while. "

"it is good."

Butler Hong did not entangle, he immediately pointed to the mortars behind him, and asked:

   "This bombing cannon should be sold, right?"

   "This is for sale."

   Jiang Xia pouted and said:

   "But I can't give it to you right now."

   "Why is this again?"

  Hong butler was rejected twice, and his face was not pretty, so he asked:

"Could it be better to wait for a good time? Although I don't know much about weapon building, this small artillery is obviously simple in structure. If you still say that you can't do it without a big craftsman, it doesn't look like the attitude you should have in business. ."

"it's not true."

   Jiang Xia waved her hand and explained:

  "This cannon can be sold now, and so can the shells, but the problem is, I sell it to you, and your soldiers won’t be able to use it. This cannon has a special set of artillery skills to learn.

  If there is only a cannon and no art, even ten percent of the power can't be exerted. "

Butler Hong did not answer.

  But looking at his expression, he obviously didn't believe it.

   Jiang Xia didn’t get entangled, and turned to Mart, who was sitting on the ammunition box and drinking, and said:

   "Lao Ma, show your hand to Steward Hong."

   "Where to fight?"

  Weapon artisans look down on these "toys" they copied, but they also know that there is also a profit from the black hand in this arms business.

  Ben immediately put the small hip flask, got up, grabbed a cannon, and raised his head to ask.

  Jiang Xia glanced at Steward Hong, pointed casually, and said:

  "Five hundred meters, 800 meters, and kilometers away, shoot one shot at each of the bandits who fled, let housekeeper Hong see how wonderful the artillery skills that our family has studied over the years are so wonderful."

  A few minutes later, Steward Hong was holding a single-scope and looking at the fires that broke out in the distance. This was considered completely convinced.

  This seemingly crude little cannon is awesome.

   Originally thought that he was just hitting a fixed position, but he didn't realize that in the hands of this bald man, he actually meant to hit where he was, and the point of error would not exceed ten steps.

  Military weapons!

   Manager Hong thought in his heart that he would become enthusiastic about this small cannon, which was originally not so attractive, but the surface was still calm and he turned his head and said to Jiang Xia:

  "Kunlunfang, please publish a set of artillery secrets, how much is it worth?"

   "Not much, not much."

   Jiang Xia stretched out her left hand and flicked it casually with one finger.

   "Twelve thousand taels? Not bad."

Steward Hong frowned.

   But finally nodded.

  This price is within the range of his tolerance. After all, it is a secret book of others. If it is to be shared by others, the price cannot be cheap.

  In the eyes of his many scholars, this artillery secret canon is similar to the immortal family secret book. Although it occasionally flows out of the mortal dust, it will cause a **** storm every time.

  If you want to buy through formal channels, you will never buy it.

  Even if you are looking for a small sect to dredge the relationship, you need an intractable exercise method, it is definitely not only the price, let alone, this is the secret technique of the military that can stabilize the country, protect the people, and expand the territory!

It's just that he didn't notice that the corner of Jiang Xia's eyes twitched.

   Didn’t it mean that Taishou Hong was a clean official?

  How to speak is a tactic?

  What he originally thought was that the Cannon Skills Secret Code would not be given, only to help them train gunners.

  Training a gunner costs a hundred taels. This price is already very black-hearted. After all, mortars are nothing more than mortars. In the eyes of some military fans, this thing is not a real God of War sequence.

  If you can’t agree, the price can go down.

  Selling cannons to give the gunners, buy one get one free, it was a long-running, low-profit but quick-selling idea. Unexpectedly, Steward Hong misunderstood it, and the price was raised a hundred times.

   also has an expression of taking advantage of it.

Codes!

  Big dog family!

  If you don’t take the opportunity to slaughter, I’m sorry for the meat delivered to the door.

   "I will pay you ten thousand taels of silver more, which will be regarded as a sealing fee."

  Hong steward did not wait for Jiang Xia to speak, so he said:

  "This method cannot be passed on to others except for my family’s direct lineage!"

Well.

  It turned out he had this idea!

  It is really smart, and I thought of going with Roger. Sure enough, no matter what world or era, knowledge monopoly will always be the most profitable.

  This truth, steward Hong also understands.

  Jiang Xia blinked, then shook her head with a serious face, and said:

   "Oh, you want to monopolize this artillery art, but your appetite is very big. This is definitely my way of Kunlunfang to find other people to do business. This is not a matter of 20,000 silver."

   "Then what do you want?"

  Hong steward said without stepping:

   "Official rank? Noble rank? Or fief?"

   "I don't want it at all."

   Jiang Xia glanced at the chaotic Fengshan in the distance, and said:

   "I have to talk to your prefect on this matter. Of course, not now. I'll talk about it after the battle is over."

Steward Hong nodded, his face unchanged.

  Such a major event, it is indeed safer for the master to take the initiative.

  He glanced back at the mortar, then with a regretful glance at the heavy machine gun that was being re-covered with tarpaulin, then mounted his horse, and under the **** of a few accompanying persons, he went down the heights.

  He also wants to see how the recruits perform on the battlefield.

  His master still values ​​the recruits armed with this new weapon. Although his master is old, but what he asks for in Fengyang County is definitely more than just taking down a Ruyifang.

  Maybe

  Perhaps the opportunity to rebuild rivers and mountains that the master has longed for in his life is already in sight.

   Watching steward Hong leave, Jiang Xia looked back at the dumbfounded Mart, this weapon craftsman with his own temper, but just now, he heard the whole conversation between Jiang Xia and steward Hong.

   "I asked you to reproduce these gadgets that you didn't like, are you convinced now?"

   Jiang Xia laughed.

  Malt touched his big bald head, and had to admit that what Jiang Xia said was right. In his opinion, a replica that was meaningless, in this world, the profit he could grab was far beyond his imagination.

  Twenty thousand silver, how much raw, non-polluting vegetable rice can be bought, and how much clean drinking water can be bought?

  Uh, that’s not right.

  The water in this world is free of money.

  But on the wasteland, a large cup of pure water can be exchanged for too many things. After these materials are returned to the wasteland, how many available wasteland rangers can the Black Hand recruit?

  At that time, they were chased out of Liberty Citizen City by the Immortal Society in embarrassment, Malt can still remember clearly.

  Now, he has seen it, the day they went back home gracefully.

   "Go ahead and don't treat you badly."

  Jiang Xia lost a word, and stopped paying attention to the dreaming Malt, took the dog-legged fourth child, and rode back on the horse in the direction of Fengshan Street.

  This battle is won easily.

   But it just won the vanguard, and there are bandits behind.

  But with this swift and neat victory, the morale of the recruits has been aroused. Next, it depends on how Su command them to hunt down and kill the bandits.

  There are drones used for reconnaissance to transmit information and intelligence from time to time, and several wasteland fighters use mortars to support the battlefield. This really corresponds to what Jiang Xia said to Roger during the first Fengshan battle.

  This kind of dimensionality reduction combat battle, if you fight with your feet, you will win steadily.

——

  Su, as a commander, of course it is impossible to fight.

  He will take a reserve team of fifty people, wandering around the foothills. The soldiers of the Hong Taishou, as the commanders of each team, lead people to drive from everywhere.

  It’s like tightening their pockets. They will rush the main bandits who have been panicked to the minefield planted in advance and completely disrupt their backbone.

   "swish"

   There was a sharp hiss, and a red flare was launched into the sky ahead. Su took a look at that place and said in the chip communication:

   "According to my coordinates, 500 meters ahead, there are a large number of enemies entrenched. I need fire support! Be careful not to accidentally injure the friendly forces."

  Half a minute later, with the sound of the firing of three mortars, the curved shells accurately blasted into the cols where the bandits were entrenched, outside the visual range of the forest.

  The captains of the two teams waiting there saw the explosion and immediately brought the recruits forward. These former miners who had been frightened just now saw the mighty explosion and cheered.

  They grabbed the bolts in their hands and moved their guns, moving forward in a scattered formation, strictly following the method taught by the instructor.

  As long as there is a noise in the front, it will immediately aim and shoot. A battle that can be solved at a long distance, never close combat, and it is difficult to aim the bow and crossbow in the mountains and forests.

  They can be out of range and take their time to kill the remaining bandits leisurely.

   Even if there is an ambush, it will be stabbed with a bayonet, and it will be killed immediately.

  The morale of the enemy has collapsed. This kind of unilateral slaughter-like battle is very encouraging.

  Especially when there is flexible fire support.

  "Boom, boom"

  The continuous loud noise was introduced into Su's ears. This movement was the sound of the minefield being stimulated, although it was also a World War I-level mine copied by Malter.

   is not buried much, but it is enough.

  After all, the deterrent significance of landmines for light infantry is far greater than its practical significance.

   "Su!"

   Jasmine’s voice resounded in the communication, and the girl said to Su with an excited energy:

  "The last band of bandits on the periphery retreated. The drone is following them, do you want to chase?"

   "If we don't chase, we don't have enough people."

  Su replied:

   "Throw a few bombs and just send them off."

"okay."

  With Jasmine’s answer, several unmanned aircraft hanging on the periphery of the foothills were manipulated and flew over the heads of the last bandit who retreated.

  Following Jasmine’s command, five or six plasma bombs carried on the drone were thrown down. This thing, but a serious weapon used in wasteland, was extremely lethal.

  As the blue plasma raged on the ground, like a sky thunder, in the quiet blue tentacles that the plasma plasma turned into, nearly a hundred people were reimbursed at one time.

  This invisible offense scared the retreating bandits even more.

  Retreat.

   immediately became a retreat.

  These "bandits" who flee for nothing were lucky and escaped. As they collapsed to various places in Fengyang County, the news of this victory would spread everywhere like wings.

  Just as announced at the same time, the unstoppable Ruyifang, the end is coming!

  (End of this chapter)