Zhao Wen looked at Zhao Daniu, who was trembling all over and with cold sweat on his head, and sneered: "Do you still dare to show off in front of me in the future?"

Zhao Daniu said hurriedly: "I don't dare anymore, I really don't dare anymore. You will be my grandfather from now on, and I will never dare again."

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. Whether you believe it or not, I am a mortal now. Just like you, you don't need to care about this. Besides, you are not allowed to tell anyone about my identity." Zhao

Wen threatened with a straight face.

Although this reason can scare the people in front of me, it may not necessarily scare others. If there is anyone who is bold and does not believe in this evil and insists on being serious with himself, then he will not be able to bear it.

"Okay, okay, you can just pretend that this never happened. From now on, I will just be Zhao Wen and your comrade-in-arms. You should treat me as an ordinary person. Otherwise, it will be difficult for me to do it."

Zhao Wen waved his hands as if nothing was wrong and said calmly.

"Believe you? That's weird. Who knows if you will hold grudges in the future? If you write it down and tell the Lord of Hell a few words, wouldn't it be the end of me?" Everyone sneered in their hearts.

But they still looked flattered on their faces and nodded repeatedly.

Zhao Wen looked at their performance, nodded, and then said: "Have you seen these things on my body and on the ground?"

"I saw it, but except for that weird-looking ten thousand enemy and the gun you held, I don't recognize anyone." Song Hu puffed up his cheeks and said.

Zhao Wen took off 56 Half from his shoulders, put it on the ground, and said, "This is called 56 Half. You can use it as a firecracker used by gods."

"The fire blunderbuss used by the gods? The gods still use the fire blunderbuss? Aren't the gods annihilated in a snap of a finger?" Zhao Daniu seemed to have forgotten what he looked like just now, and shouted with a blank look on his face.

Song Hu looked at Zhao Daniu's appearance, kicked him directly, and said coldly: "Why are you interrupting when the immortal is talking? Are everything the immortal said wrong?"

When Zhao Daniu heard Song Hu's words, he quickly closed his mouth and stopped talking. He looked at Zhao Wen nervously, fearing that Zhao Wen would be dissatisfied and blame him.

Zhao Wen looked at Song Hu with a dark look on his face. He wanted to scold him, but he couldn't. It seemed that it would take a lot of time for these people to accept him again.

Zhao Wen let out a long sigh, and then said helplessly: "Let me show you how to use this thing."

In the past, Zhao Wen liked playing gun shooting games very much, so he knew a lot about firearms. At the same time, Zhao Wen was also a firearms enthusiast, otherwise, he would not have become an administrator.

Zhao Wen held the 56 and a half and explained each part of the firearm to them in detail.

And these people listened with bewildered expressions.

Rear sight? What is the rear sight? Front sight? What is the front sight?

Bayonet? I understand this, but this thing can actually have a bayonet? Is this possible?

However, the iron on this firegun is a good thing. It is shiny and silver. If this thing is smelted, it can be made into a precious sword.

If Zhao Wen knew what these people were thinking right now, he would probably be so angry that he would vomit blood.

Zhao Wen stuffed a row of magazines through the 56-and-a-half bolt cover, and then pulled the bolt.

"The effective range of this fire gun is 400 meters, and the maximum range is 1,500 meters. In other words, this fire gun can hit the longest distance of more than 1,100 steps. Within 300 steps, it can hit anywhere, as long as it hits the person's chest upwards

, then you will definitely die." When Zhao Wen thought that the Ming Dynasty did not have the unit of meter, he converted the number of meters into the number of steps.

Zhao Daniu looked at the 56 and a half in Zhao Wen's hand with disbelief and said, "What the hell? This thing can hit more than a thousand steps? How is this possible? Can't this hit several miles?"

"What about you? You don't believe it either?" Zhao Wen looked at the others.

Those people nodded, looking unbelieving.

Are you kidding? How far can the Zhankou General Cannon shoot? Your thing can hit farther than the Zhankou General Cannon. Is this possible? Especially this thing, it doesn’t look as thick as Wang Qi’s fire gun. How can it possibly hit it?

So far away? You must know that the fire blunderbuss in Wang Qi's hand was made by the Ministry of War's Staff Department under the emperor's order in the 40th year of Wanli. It used sufficient materials.

"Don't believe it? Then I will let you grow your eyes today." As soon as Zhao Wen finished speaking, he aimed at a small tree as thick as an arm, which was about 400 meters away from here, that is, 300 steps away.

Zhao Wen squinted his eyes, passed the small tree through the sight, aimed at the door, and finally cast it directly into his eyes.

"Watch it!" Zhao Wen shouted and immediately pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

With the sound of a gunshot, the small tree in the distance broke and was directly cut into two parts in the middle.

"It seems that this warehouse can indeed change a person's physique. When I secretly practiced shooting in the warehouse before, my shooting was never so accurate." Zhao Wen looked at the broken tree in the distance in disbelief and thought to himself.

Everyone looked at the broken sapling in the distance, then at the 56 and a half in Zhao Wen's hand, and then rubbed their eyes again, dumbfounded and said: "My dear, this is indeed a firecracker used by the gods. I believe it,

I really believe it."

Zhao Wen put away the firecracker and ejected the bullets to prevent accidents.

Zhao Wen looked at the confused people and said with a smile: "What? I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Wang Qi's eyes lit up and he exclaimed in shock: "You didn't lie to us, you really didn't lie to us. If anyone dares to say that the Immortal is a liar, I will be the first to forgive him."

Wang Qi had a flattering look on his face, rubbed his hands, and looked at the firecracker in Zhao Wen's hand, his eyes glowing with fiery light.

"Want to see?"

"Can I?"

"If there's any reason, I'll give it to you directly." Zhao Wen gave Wang Qi a handful of 56 and a half.

Wang Qi took the 56 and a half, then threw the fire gun on his body to the ground, and stepped on it twice with his feet. Compared with the 56 and a half, this fire gun was indeed a piece of trash.

"Follow what I just demonstrated, do it again."

Zhao Wen took out a bullet from the magazine and handed it to Wang Qi.

As expected, Wang Qi often plays with firecrackers. He is really talented in using firearms.

Wang Qi took the bullet, closed his eyes, recalled the sequence that Zhao Wen had just used, and then started operating it himself.

After a few breaths, Wang Qi raised the 56 and a half in his hand and aimed at a stone a hundred steps away.

"Bang!"

After a gunshot, the stone instantly turned into powder.

"I hit it, I actually hit it." Wang Qi jumped up happily.

You know, the current firegun of the Ming Dynasty is also the most common matchlock gun. The longest range of this matchlock gun is only sixty or seventy steps.

Because there are no riflings in the barrel and the airtightness is not good, the limited range of the matchlock gun is only sixty or seventy steps. If it is further, then let it be fate.

Wang Qi held the 56 and a half tightly in his hands, as if holding his daughter-in-law.

"Brother Zhao, where am I? Where's mine?" Li Xiaosan jumped up and shouted loudly when he saw how powerful 56 was.

"You? You can't use this. You're not much taller than this gun. You'd better use this." Zhao Wen looked at the frustrated Li Xiaosan and took out the two big black stars from the sack.

"I'll give you these two big black stars. I'll show you first."

After Zhao Wen's careful demonstration, Li Xiaosan finally mastered the key, and then he stuffed the big black star into his waist with satisfaction, and looked at Zhao Daniu with a stinking look.

After that, Zhao Wen divided the remaining three shots 56 and a half between Zhao Daniu, Song Hu, and Liu Wu, and provided enough bullets for each of them.

Zhao Wen stuffed the last big black star into his waist. For Zhao Wen, using the big black star by himself was enough.

"Then what is this thing?" Zhao Daniu smiled happily, holding the 56 and a half in his hand, pointing to the 40 fire on the ground.

Zhao Wen put 40 Fire on his shoulders and said: "This thing is called 40 Fire, and it is a treasure."

As Zhao Wen spoke, he told everyone how to use 40 Fire and its techniques.

After letting everyone get acquainted with it, of course it was not equipped with a warhead. After all, the sound of this thing is very loud. It would be bad if someone discovered it.

"I'm going to take one of these two things away and keep a handful of the remaining beacons. There are also these grenades and rocket warheads. I'll take half of them and you keep half." Zhao Wen placed the warheads and grenades on the ground.

, said softly.

"By the way, except for killing Tatars, these things cannot be seen by anyone, and no one is allowed to know. If discovered by other border troops, it will cause unnecessary trouble for me. You should know the consequences." Zhao

Wen said sharply.
Chapter completed!