"Aim at the stone...then shake it hard!"

Bain nodded and placed his left hand on the twisting rod of the weapon. He took a deep breath and began to swing the twisting rod downward. The next moment, in front of the high-speed rotating black barrel, a terrifying bullet fired.

The storm made a sound like thunder and tearing cloth, like flying sharp arrows, shooting at the huge rocks in front of you crazily.

In just 3 seconds, a single-shot demo magazine was completely emptied, and the boulder in front of me that required dozens of people to move had turned into debris rolling all over the ground.

This terrifying power stunned all the soldiers, including Bain, and some night elves even closed their eyes and began to pray. These simple forest elves had never seen such a heart-rending weapon.

"Look! This is Lao Hesuo's "gift"!"

Heisuo looked at the dull eyes of the people around him. He flicked the cigarette butt aside proudly, jumped on the ammunition box, spread his arms, and shouted to the soldiers in front of him:

"I call it the "Pepper Grinder", but don't let the harmless name fool you... It fires 800 rounds per minute, can carry armor-piercing, high-explosive and special ammunition, has an effective range of 350 yards, and is powered by human power.

, Of course, if you need it, we can also provide matching steam-driven equipment, but in that case, this thing cannot move freely."

"But so what?"

Heisuo snorted, a cold light shining in his treacherous eyes:

"This thing is more powerful than the low-level artillery you are using now. The most important thing is that it is very cheap...A grinder only costs 10,000 gold coins, and before the bullets run out, I can guarantee that no bug can

If it hurts any of you... once it fires, biu! The end of the bug is coming!"

"This thing... we want 30 units!"

A hoarse voice sounded behind the goblin. Black Suo turned around and saw a stern-faced night elf wearing a robe, holding a wattle stick, and was slowly approaching here, accompanied by the Wither Patriarch.

Lu Gui looked at the "gun" made of metal in front of him. He just learned this term yesterday. In the long years of his life, he rarely paid attention to these "wonderful skills", but now, even this

The powerful druid who has lived for ten thousand years has to admit that the weapons brought by Black Suo have shocked him.

This is the most intuitive sign of the progress of other civilizations during a time when the night elves were indulging in their past glory.

“30 units! That’s great!”

Heisuo clapped his hands, looked at Staghelm, and whispered:

"If you pay the full price, you can get a 10% discount~ Mighty Mr. Staghelit, with all due respect, you need more good things like grinders...and I also have a lot in my hand, come and see with me

Do you see it?"
Chapter completed!