Chapter 973 Old Edward’s First Killing

"Bah! This pile of rotten meat is so disgusting to me. How could a good jackal mutate like this? He's almost becoming Nurgle's chosen one. This smells so disgusting! It's so disgusting even when it's burned!"

As dawn approached, outside the halfling factory that had been cleaned up, the more than 40 surviving players lit a large fire and dragged the corpses of the jackals over to burn them, including the one killed by Brother Qu and

Captain Mia teamed up to kill the dirty warlord, poured a lot of kerosene on it, and finally lit it with incendiary bombs.

The flames burst into flames.

It didn't sound like burning a corpse at all, but rather like lighting a pile of dry wood that was eager for flames. When the flames boiled, there were weird gray fly ash dancing around, releasing an even more disgusting smell, making those who were removed from the factory

The halflings and human slaves released there felt like they were in another world for a while.

In fact, the players didn't want to go to such trouble. This town was almost flattened by bombing anyway, so there is no problem in leaving these corpses here. However, Brother Qu has already understood the nature of these fallen things from the "chaos" of Wolfberry just now.

Danger.

He asked the players to burn the corpses of the gnolls and never leave them on the battlefield, lest there be a large-scale transformation of "people of chaos" in the future.

The players complained one by one because of this extra work, but they soon became happy because the rescued slaves took them to open the arsenal prepared by the Jackals for the frontline war.

In addition to an astonishing amount of explosives, they also seized some strange firearms.

In this warehouse, Brother Qu picked up a strange musket with a caliber large enough for a child to put his fist into. This thing is more like a grenade launcher than a gun, but it does have all the structure of a firearm.

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But what was fired was a specially designed engineering bomb.

This thing does not have a firing pin. Instead, it has a spring. By charging the gun and releasing the trigger, the special explosive can be launched within a hundred meters. This thing amazed Lao Qu and other shooters. Isn't this the most primitive grenade launcher?

The principle of the device?

Jackals can actually do this!

Did those barbarians suddenly become enlightened?

After asking, I found out that this was not designed by the Jackals.

"It is a firearm designed specifically for the Jackals by our mechanical engineers. They call it 'Fire Fang'."

A halfling engineer, who had been beaten with a bruised nose and face and was starved to death from long hours of hard work, said with a face of shame:

"We really don't want to help others, and we don't want to use our engineering skills for war, but those damn gnolls are threatening us with our families and compatriots.

They took us to another town and threatened us to design simple and easy-to-use firearms for them.

At first we were unwilling, but those bastards massacred one town in front of us, and then took us to the second town. We couldn't commit suicide even if we wanted to. They said that if we didn't work honestly, we would be killed.

Continue killing until everyone in the Genoa Peninsula is killed.

Woohoo, this is all our fault.”

The engineer covered his face and cried loudly, causing the halflings around him whose bodies were covered with whip marks to lower their heads. In addition to fear, they also felt the same guilt as the cryer. They were included in the designs of these strange weapons in front of them.

A piece of "credit".

"I don't blame you. I can only say that you were protected too well before, and your understanding of the world is still at the stage of fairy tales. Unfortunately, for the villains who have decided to do bad things from the bottom of their hearts, they have abandoned their bottom line.

They have too many ways to force you to submit."

Lao Qu sighed and threw the Fire Fang launcher in his hand to a newbie behind him. The latter looked surprised and elated, shouted "Brother Qu is righteous" and ran out to show off the new weapon he got.

Already.

Brother Qu curled his lips and glanced at the weapons piled next to him. He knew that these things were enough for the newbies to share, so he focused on the halfling mechanic and asked:

"Besides the grenade launcher, what other weapons did you design for the Jackals?"

"There are also knapsack flamethrowers and mine throwers. They forced us to modify the original sophisticated explosives, removing most of the safety devices and overloading them, making them simple and dangerous."

The engineer sobbed and said:

"This is just one of the dozen or so factories they have occupied, and there are many prisoners like us who are helping them make these murderous weapons day and night.

Help us, please!

Help us!

We can't do it on our own, it's terrible."

"Calm down, man, we're here to help."

Brother Qu squatted down and said to the crying halfling engineer in front of him:

"We know that there is a secret subway under the factory that leads to Port Chardeau. We will soon go there to support your city defense battle, but until that city is saved, all the supporters cannot allocate their manpower.

Go rescue people like you.

You can follow us back to Port Shardor, or you can go to the shield dwarf territory to rest first.

You guys look terrible and really need to get some rest."

"Or there's a third option!"

Captain Mia, who was standing next to Lao Qu, suddenly said:

"Instead of asking others to rescue your compatriots from suffering, why not do it yourself? It is better to ask for others than to ask for yourself. Don't forget that you are also human beings."

She took off her gun from her waist, loaded it with a click, turned it around, held the barrel of the gun and handed it to the halfling engineer in front of her who was wiping her tears. She said calmly:

"You were unwilling to make weapons before, but now your hands are stained with blood. Instead of being bound by the dogma of the past, it is better to go to the other extreme. Once your engineering knowledge is used in war, the destructive power is quite amazing, and now you

There are enough reasons to set foot on the battlefield.

We can save halflings once, but we cannot come to save you every time."

"That's right! People must learn to rely on themselves!"

Sister Maotu next to Captain Mia put her hands on her hips and said:

"I despise weak men who only cry when something happens. Shut up! Your crying voice is too ugly, but maybe your broken voice is suitable for making a war cry. I guess the kobold will definitely be attracted by you.

Scared to death."

"They are civilians"

The dog next to Maotu couldn't bear to see the frightened halflings and local humans.

These people were miserable enough. If they were forced to go to the battlefield, it would cost them their lives. But before he could finish his words, Maotu replied:

"We used to be civilians, but now we are not as comfortable killing jackals? There is always a first time for this kind of thing. The second time we are familiar with it, the third time we like it, and until the last day I feel uncomfortable without fighting.

Anyway, I’ll leave my words here.

If the halflings don't change themselves, even if they survive this time, the next disaster will definitely destroy them.

Their biggest problem is not to become pacifists, but to stubbornly want to be pacifists in an era of chaos and disaster. The world is so rotten that it cannot tolerate this kind of white lotus.

"

"alright!"

The old song made the sound louder, interrupting the increasingly rude and harsh comments of the aggressive character Maotu.

He looked at the halfling in front of him and said:

"Our dwarf friends want to occupy this factory to maintain the important strategic point of the underground subway station. You can continue to work here, but this time it is no longer producing weapons for the jackals, but for the warriors who are still fighting.

They produce materials that can support them in continuing the war.

I have a few weapons blueprints here, I will draw them for you to see if you can make them."

Lao Qu stood up and entered the forum to discuss with Mr. Qin. After a few minutes, he copied a weapon blueprint from the forum and handed it to the tired halfling technicians. Well, maybe it should be done now.

Call them war technicians.

"The structure of this thing is very strange."

The skinny technician analyzed the drawings in front of him and said hesitantly:

"The equipment in this factory can produce such firearms, but the output will not be too high, and there are matching pointed bullets. We do not have this technology."

"It doesn't matter. Transia will supply bullets. You just need to make this kind of weapon. The more, the better, and the faster, the better."

Laoqu's eyes lit up and he said:

"This is the next generation firearms blueprint of the Transian People's Army. It is a new generation of rifles built by our war engineers for victory. The more you make, the more our soldiers can use them to kill more gnolls and rescue

More halflings.

It doesn't matter if you can't go to the battlefield in person, your technology can bring more miracles to victory.

Discuss it yourself.

We are different from the Jackals. We will not force you, but this blueprint cannot be leaked. If you agree to make weapons, you will swear to join Transia, and you will go back with us after the war."

"us"

The engineer hesitated and said:

"Let's discuss it."

Lao Qu nodded, turned around and took the players away. The sharp-eyed Xu Gou just saw the deconstruction on the drawing, and he whispered:
To be continued...