Feather blades flying together

As expected of a professional, Derrick looked through the pile of parts as if he had found a treasure, and the first question he asked was, "Can this be made bigger?"

He has already checked the wooden board that was pierced by Arthur yesterday, the weight of the nails, and the most critical issue is that it can be fired in succession.

Now in the hands of the feathermen, the only Fangcheng bow that can shoot through the thick skin of giant beasts is the biggest shortcoming. Isn't it that every time you shoot an arrow, you have to put the steel arrow back in, and then use the strength of several people to pull the bow. These events are enough for the giant beast to rush. A few kilometers away.

And this gun, the force required to pull the trigger is negligible compared to the cost of drawing the bow when archery. With it, even female feathered men can kill wandering criminals.

As for the recoil force described by the Minister of Logistics, if the volume becomes larger, it will obviously be larger, but that's okay, you can add an external base to slow down the amplitude, no matter what you say, it is more powerful than the Fangcheng bow that requires several people to pull. too much.

The Chief of Logistics narrowed his eyes and waited nervously for Chris's answer.

He and Hong Sen's city lord are of the same blood line. After returning to report on this weapon last night, the city lord was so excited that he didn't sleep all night.

As Derrick said, if there is a substitute for the city defense bow that can be fired in bursts, the shooting talent of the Yuren means that they no longer need to rely on the combat power of the Falcon-eye bloodline to resist giant beasts.

Of course, this is not their opinion on the Falcon-eye family.

But think about it, although the falcon-eye blood line in the northern line of defense is fighting bloody battles, but the Yuren of other blood lines in the interior are not idle.

The production of weapons, bows and arrows, food supplies, military uniforms and armor... In all aspects, the contribution is no less than that of those who leave Tianchao, but because the combat power is not strong enough, when you have to rely on the protection of others, it feels like you are inferior.

The entire continent knows Duan Tianya's God of War, and the narrative poems are all about fallen heroes, and who remembers the people who worked hard in other city-states?

Although the natural combat power is not strong, each tribe has its own specialties.To mention a few examples, if there is no weaving nest, who will build the fort next to Tianchao?Without the bird's eye bloodline, who will take care of the countless orchards?Without Xintian, who would continuously deliver supplies to the frontline?

Therefore, no one is born to rely on others.

The people at the bottom are not aware of these problems, as long as they are satisfied with a stable life, they will not think too much!But the leaders of various bloodlines, city lords, and the like, there are quite a few people who occasionally think this way.

As long as I think that one day I can get rid of the protective shield of the Falcon-eye blood line grandly, and stay with them on an equal footing, I feel like my blood is boiling.

Will the best females be parted among the falconers at the annual race?

Chris was a little strange to be stared at by these two men's eager eyes, keenly felt that the emotions he received were not right, but he still said very straightforwardly, "Then I don't know. I just made something out of soft stones and made it The big ones have to be made of steel, right? Is steel as strong as soft stone? You'll have to try it. I don't even know how steel is made like this? Have to make molds?"

This is really the truth, and not just any steel can be used as a gun barrel.

Smelting special-purpose metals requires different blast furnaces, and controlling temperature and additives is also a science. Chris, who has basically no understanding of the situation in this world, is not sure what he can produce.

"It's a pity that it's a female..." Derrick muttered in a low voice, his eyes returned to the pile of parts, and he didn't look up at Chris again.

In his eyes, Chris should be a female who is better in handicraft classes and occasionally has whimsy.

The principle of spring reflex is well known. Anyone who can use a slingshot can understand the principle of this gun. It should be a coincidence that he made such a thing?

Or he is really doing design deliberately, but after all, she is a female who usually only makes small handicrafts and decorations. It is probably useless for him to think about large weapons.

"Hey, have you always looked at it like this? I only have one, so return it to me as soon as you finish." Sure enough, in this evolving society, there will definitely be gender discrimination.

Chris is slightly bummed at his dismissive attitude.

Although intellectually he knows that there are differences in the times and worlds, but as the chief mechanic of the medium-sized fleet of the Meridian Navy, he dares to say that he was the top in the entire galaxy back then.When Ma Dan arrived here, he was despised by an old guy who was still playing with muskets.

heartbroken...

Derrick was holding the magazine and wanted to take it away, but Lincoln pressed his shoulders, and he couldn't forget that Arthur was still asleep upstairs.

This female is not just a cat or dog, she is a person who is both secondary and protective.

"I don't know the blueprint you mentioned earlier?" Lincoln smiled warmly.

It has been dismantled for others to see, so Chris didn’t intend to hide it, so he tapped the dangling arm, “One-handed speed must be slower, prepare the densest and smoothest hemp paper and the most precise for me. Measuring instruments, I will start drawing this afternoon."

"I'll get someone to deliver something immediately when I go back. I hope to see the result as soon as possible. Thank you for your hard work." Lincoln rubbed his hands, looking overjoyed, and then tugged Derrick to get him away.

Derrick let go of his hand reluctantly, and stared at the small pile on the table three times a step at a time. Before reaching the door, he was stopped by Chris.

"Did you accidentally remove the reed?"

Derrick smiled awkwardly, originally wanted to take a small piece back and mold it, but he stepped back a few reluctantly and put the thing back on the table, with the expression of a child who couldn't get his favorite candy.

This expression showed on his old face, it was too lethal, Chris hurriedly packed up all his things and went upstairs, intending to watch Arthur a few more times to wash his eyes.

Eve opened a few new rooms to avoid, Chris entered the room lightly, Arthur sat up suddenly, and saw that it was Chris who fell back and turned over again to continue sleeping.

Chris assembled the parts and put them away, went to the kitchen and brought several meals to Arthur, then sat at a position where Arthur couldn't see directly and turned on the optical computer to confirm the data of the pistol parts.

Arthur didn't sleep for a long time, he woke up before noon, he snorted and groped around before opening his eyes.

Chris was sitting next to him sharpening charcoal with a knife, and was amused by his big dog waking up and pulling around. He sat down and threw himself on him, "Sleep for a while?"

"Wake up from hunger!" Arthur yawned with his mouth wide open, pulled Chris into his arms and rubbed hard, but it wasn't too sticky, and let him sit up neatly, "What are you doing?"

"Draw the design of the pistol," Chris showed the tools. "I used the gun and was seen by Hongsen's people. The city owner asked the logistics chief to bring the technicians over, and wanted me to share these with them."

Arthur frowned. He rushed to Hongsen early in the morning, found the place where Chris lived and guarded the door. No one dared to tell him that Chris killed two fugitives and wounded one. Even Chris was injured. I saw it with my own eyes after entering the house.

It seems that in the consciousness of the people here, females who do such things should be avoided.

"Why did you use the gun?" He thought Chris' arm was injured when he fled.

Chris looked at the nib against the sun, picked up the next one and began to sharpen, "Those fugitives came to Hongsen to snatch the females, they came to our window, let me kill one with two shots, and then killed Daisy The person who was about to escape, then rescued Eve." The tone was super smug.

"Did you get injured while saving someone? Did you fight the fugitive face to face?" Chris had vaguely shown a little bit of gymnastics practice when he jumped up and down with him before.

Arthur tried his best to restrain himself and hold Chris in his arms, because he had a knife in his hand, and he might be injured if he moved suddenly.

"No," Chris wrinkled his nose, staring at his slender wrist, slender but beautiful but weak-looking ten fingers with a little aggrieved look, "I knew I couldn't beat it so I wouldn't do such a thing. Rob The fugitive who killed Eve flew into the air, was injured by me and had to lose Eve, and when I went to pick him up, I lost my footing and rolled down. Huh?"

The knife sharpening the charcoal in his hand was sent aside briskly, and the whole person was wrapped into Arthur's arms.

It was right to save people, but he couldn't see Chris putting himself in danger, so Arthur felt that nothing he said was right.

It's not right to apologize, after all, the coming of the dry season is beyond human control.Blaming himself for failing to take care of him?Chris himself certainly doesn't think so.Tell him not to do it?The next time he encounters this kind of thing, he will still be like this...

There is no way to think about it.

Arthur hugged Chris for a while, and finally gritted his teeth, "If you encounter this kind of thing again, yell for other males to come and save them. Before they die, it's not your turn to come forward. What if you have something? I will never find someone who can accompany me for the rest of my life."

He already clearly felt the difference between Chris and ordinary females, and this difference attracted him wholeheartedly like an addictive poison.

Originally, a male of his bloodline needs to find a partner to continue his offspring no matter what.For example, the young master of the Sea Eagle family was sweet when he hugged his partner in the first two years, but he still needs to find a new one after he dies.

But Arthur was vaguely sure that if there was no Chris in the world, he wouldn't want anyone else.

Chris was taken aback by his extraordinarily heavy tone. He liked Arthur very much, but in all fairness, he couldn’t say that he couldn’t live without you, and the other party gave several times more affection than himself, and the contribution was completely unequal, and he felt a little bit right. Can't stand him.