Ferro finally gave in to his curiosity. He led Chen Hansheng past several houses and came to a clearing near the forest. He pointed at a big tree and said, "Let's compare this to see which is better, my hand cannon or your gun."
Chen Hansheng asked, "How do you want to compete?"
"Let's just shoot from where we are standing and see how powerful it is?"
Chen Hansheng took a look and saw that the tree stump was about 20 meters away from him. He asked Ferro, "Who will go first?"
Perhaps Filo was irritated by the disdainful look in front of him, and said in a muffled voice: "Look at mine first!"
Chen Hansheng watched carefully how he operated the hand cannon. Ferro did not take any gunpowder, but directly put a gray metal bullet into the muzzle. Then he took out a cleaning rod and poked it inside. Then he took out a bean-sized crystal from his pocket and pressed it into the groove at the back of the hand cannon. Ferro held the hand cannon and aimed, waiting for the magic circle around the groove to light up slowly. When the magic circle began to flash, he pulled the trigger below, and with a bang, the metal bullet shot out, directly blowing off a piece of bark on the tree trunk and making a hole.
It doesn't look like a gunpowder gun. Chen Hansheng had a rough guess in his mind and asked, "Is this using airflow to shoot the ball out?"
"Of course. Isn't yours?" Ferro asked curiously.
Chen Hansheng was surprised. Judging from the holes on the tree, the power of this air gun was amazing, even better than the American Bald Eagle air gun. The magic world really had its unique features.
"No, the weapons we use are very different." Chen Hansheng pulled out his pistol and fired four shots sideways, hitting the top, bottom, left and right positions of the hole where Ferro had made the bullet, forming a diamond shape.
"Let me show you something more powerful." Chen Hansheng retreated about thirty meters and fired two more shots from a distance of fifty meters, both hitting Ferro's bullet hole.
Looking at the stunned Ferro, Chen Hansheng said with a smile: "How is it? My gun is much better than your hand cannon, right?"
Ferro stared at the Type 54 pistol, and the envy on his face was obvious. He asked impatiently: "Hey, can I see the gun in your hand?"
"Let's exchange." Chen Hansheng said with a smile, "You teach me how to use your hand cannon, and I will teach you how to use my gun."
Ferro hurriedly put the hand cannon into Chen Hansheng's hand. He took out a projectile and a crystal from the leather bag at his waist and taught Chen Hansheng how to use it.
Lao Chen weighed the airgun and found it quite heavy. After all, the metallurgical technology of these dwarves was not up to standard. In order to ensure the strength of the barrel, they had to make the barrel thicker. The barrel looked crude, with no sights on the front and back, and no bayonet mount. Because of the dwarves' body shape, the barrel looked very long, and the buttstock was short.
He looked into the barrel. It had no rifling. There seemed to be a cross-shaped seat at the bottom of the barrel. The bullet was inserted into the seat. There was an air chamber at the rear of the gun. Pulling the trigger opened the air chamber with the hammer, allowing the compressed air inside to pass through the seat and push the bullet out.
As for the compressed air, it comes from the magic circle on the top of the butt.
Under Ferro's guidance, Chen Hansheng pressed a small piece of crystal onto the magic circle, and the magic circle began to input air into it.
"When the magic circle flashes, we must stop, otherwise this place will explode." Ferro said, pointing at the air cavity.
"What kind of crystal is this?"
"Ordinary crystals will do. Elemental crystals will be more effective. Wind crystals are the best and fastest," said Ferro.
"How many times can you shoot with one inflation?" Chen Hansheng asked.
"About three or four times. But I inflate it every time so that the bullet will be strong enough." said Ferro.
Modern airguns that use gas cylinders can fire dozens of times with one charge. Although the ammunition is heavier and more powerful, the number of uses is relatively reduced.
With a bang, Chen Hansheng fired a shot, adding another hole to the tree. However, it was his first time using the gun, and he did not control the parabola of the bullet well, so it was much lower than Ferro's shot.
After firing the gun, Chen Hansheng knew that he had found a treasure. Even if he didn't get anything from the ruins this time, this dwarf air gun was a very valuable technology. If the materials were good enough, the workmanship was fine, and there were components such as the bolt magazine, it could be combined with the school's existing technology to temporarily replace gunpowder firearms and solve the problem of difficulty in making gunpowder.
However, it is worth considering how to obtain these technologies.
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Luo Ling and others followed the village chief to a stone house on the edge of the village. It can be seen that this stone house was built not many years ago and its appearance is rough and simple.
"This is where those poor people are imprisoned." The village chief asked the guard to open the door and led Luo Ling and the others in. The structure of the stone house was very simple. There was a long corridor at the entrance, and on both sides of the corridor were cells. Each cell was separated by a wooden fence as thick as a bowl, and a dwarf was imprisoned inside.
These people included both old and young, but they all looked terrible, with tattered clothes, filthy, and lying lifeless on the ground.
"They were noisy at first, but then they realized we wouldn't open the door no matter what, so they became quiet," said the village chief.
Elaina once again released the detection magic, looking at the cells one by one. She shook her head as she looked at them. She said, "No, these people don't have fighting spirit, they are all ordinary people. We can't treat them like we helped Babik."
"Is there really no way out?" The village chief sighed, "But they are indeed ordinary people. These evil spirits are cowardly mice who only dare to bully the weak. A warrior like Babik would not have been deceived by the evil spirits if he had not drunk too much alcohol and fallen into a deep sleep. We really want to smash into the ruins and wipe out all these evil spirits!"
"Village chief, don't lose heart. Maybe after we open the ruins, we can find a way to save them." Luo Ling comforted.
"Ling, I found something quite special. The evil spirits controlling these people are surprisingly consistent. Their bodies are almost exactly the same." Elaina said, "You have to know that ghosts and the like are just like people who are tall, short, fat, and thin. Each one is different. In fact, because they are not bound by a physical body, the difference is only greater. But these evil spirits are not like that. It's like..."
"It's like someone has manipulated it and become exactly the same?" Luo Ling interjected.
"Right! That's right." Elena clapped her hands and said, "It's like they are all sculptures carved by someone in the same shape."
"It seems that all the answers must be found in the ruins."