Ferro eventually lost to his curiosity. He took Chen Hansheng to a few houses and came to a clearing ground by the forest. He pointed to a big tree and said, “Let’s compare this and see which one is better, my hand cannon or your gun.”
Chen Hansheng said, “How do you want to compare?”
“Just from where we stand, shoot and see how powerful it is?”
Chen Hansheng glanced at the stump about 20 meters away from him. He asked Ferro, “Who will come first?”
Ferro may have been stimulated by his disdainful eyes in front of him, and said in a muffled voice, “Look at me first!”
Chen Hansheng carefully watched how he operated the cannon. I saw that Ferro didn’t take any gunpowder and put a gray metal projectile into the muzzle. Then he took out a strip and poked it inside. Then he saw him take out a crystal of broad bean size from his pocket and press it into the groove at the back of the hand cannon. Ferro held up his hand cannon and aimed at it while 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 sound of explosion, the metal projectile shot out, directly lifting a piece of bark and making a hole in the trunk.
No matter how you look, it doesn’t look like a gunpowder gun. Chen Hansheng had a rough guess in his mind and asked, “Is this the ball used to beat it out with airflow?”
“Of course. Isn’t it yours?” Ferro asked strangely.
Chen Hansheng was surprised. Judging from the gun holes on the tree, the power of this airsoft was amazing, even better than that of the American Condor Airsoft. The magical world really has its uniqueness.
“No, the guys we use are still very different.” Chen Hansheng pulled out his pistol, fired four shots on the side, and shot them up, down, left and right positions where Ferro shot the gun hole, forming a diamond shape.
“See you more powerful.” Chen Hansheng retreated about thirty meters and fired two more shots at the fifty meters position, both of which hit Ferro’s gun hole.
Looking at Ferro who was stunned, Chen Hansheng smiled and said, “How is it? My gun is much better than your hand cannon, right?”
Ferro stared at the Type 54 pistol, and the envious expression on his face was no longer obvious. He asked with an itch, “This, can I see the gun in your hand?”
“Swap it.” Chen Hansheng smiled, “Tell me to fire your hand cannon, and I will teach you to use my gun.”
Ferro hurriedly stuffed the gun into Chen Hansheng’s hand. He took out a projectile and crystal from his leather pocket on his waist and taught Chen Hansheng how to use it.
Old Chen weighed the air gun, which was quite heavy. After all, the metallurgical process of these dwarves was not up to standard. To ensure the strength of the barrel, the barrel had to be thicker. The outside of the barrel also looks rough, with no sights in front and back, and no bayonet seats. Due to the size of the dwarf, the barrel appears to be very long and the stock is short.
He looked into the barrel. There was no rifle and there seemed to be a cross-shaped locker at the bottom of the barrel. The bullets stuffed in were against this locker. There is an air cavity at the back of the gun. Pull the trigger and use a hammer to open the air cavity, so that the compressed air inside can penetrate through the locker and push the projectile in front.
As for compressed air, it comes from the magic array on the upper part of the buttstock.
Under the guidance of Ferro, Chen Hansheng pressed a small piece of crystal stone onto the magic circle, and the magic circle began to input air into it.
“When the magic array flashes, you have to stop, otherwise it will explode here.” Ferro said, pointing to his breath.
—–People please remind: Please pay attention to eye rest when reading for a long time. :