Alien Arms Empire

Chapter 45 45 Greater

When Tiger saw the Northridge flag hanging above Wolf City, he was so excited that he almost yelled loudly.

He swore that in his entire life, he had never had such a moment when he looked forward to returning to Wolf City.He almost wanted to pinch the horse's belly with both feet, urging the horse to gallop to the city of Wolf.

Similarly, this was also the first time that when he saw the majestic walls of Wolf City, he was thinking of another place that was not too far away but had become very important - Bunas.

It was a wonderful feeling, an awkward experience that Tiger couldn't describe.He looked forward to returning to Wolf City to bring surprises to the Earl, and also hoped that he could set off immediately to deliver the supplies Tang Mo needed to the small workshop that was emitting black smoke.

However, he knew that the convoy following him would be frightened by his reckless behavior, so he could only resist the urge to ride his horse to the city gate, and followed the convoy to the city gate that he was familiar with. Down.

"Sir!" Under the city, when a young soldier saw Tiger coming in front of him on a tall horse, he stood at attention and saluted with his forehead raised.

On his shoulder was an exquisite Cyric flintlock gun, the oil on it was shiny, and it seemed to be in good condition.

However, Tiger didn't look at that bastard, nodded his head, and asked, "Is the Earl in Wolf City?"

"Yes!" The soldier guarding the city gate replied immediately: "Miss Alice has also returned! It was just yesterday."

"Okay! Someone arrange for the convoy to disband! The remaining soldiers are escorting the carriage! Come with me!" Tiger pulled the reins of the horse, causing the tall horse under his crotch to spin around in place, and followed a group of soldiers Behind him, escorting a heavy carriage, he walked towards the Earl's mansion.

"My lord! My lord! Captain Tiger has escorted a carriage of goods back!" A guard knocked on the door of Earl Fischero's room with a face full of surprise, announcing the good news.

The door of the room was pulled open all of a sudden, and Fishelo didn't even have time to put on his favorite black cloak, so he walked out of the room and walked quickly towards the door.

When he walked to the door, he saw Tiger just getting off his horse, and the heavy carriage had already stopped in the courtyard of the Earl's Mansion.

"Lord Earl! Luckily, I'm back! I brought back what you asked for!" Tiger said to Earl Fischero with a smile.

"Very good! Tiger, there is no doubt about your loyalty!" Fischero patted Tiger's arm excitedly, and the smile on his face could not be concealed no matter how hard he tried.

He finally got another batch of K1 fast guns, so that he could train soldiers faster.

Thinking of this, he looked at the dusty Tiger again, and asked with a smile, "How many K1 guns did you bring back? Fifteen? Twenty?"

Seeing Tiger's embarrassing expression, he suddenly realized that he seemed to be too anxious. In less than a month, it seemed impossible for Tang Mo's small workshop to produce a rifle every day. Such a production speed.

So, he took a deep breath, adjusted his mentality, thought for a while and said, "It's okay! Tiger! It's okay... Five is not too little, at least it's a good start, isn't it?"

As he said, he looked at Alice who also came out after hearing the news: "As long as there are more bullets for training, I will be very satisfied."

"Big, my lord... I, I brought back 62 quick guns this time..." Tiger glanced at Alice who was walking, bowed slightly and said: "Miss."

"It's okay, it's okay! Tiger...I only brought back 62 K1 fast guns, so there's nothing to be sad about..." Fischero couldn't continue speaking halfway through.

He looked at Tiger, his eyes widened, and then he suddenly looked at the carriage, and couldn't help but glance at Tiger again.

In the end, he still set his sights on the carriage, walked over quickly, pushed aside the soldiers guarding there with his hands, and opened the door of the carriage with his own hands.

Then, he saw seven simple wooden boxes neatly stacked in the cargo box of the carriage.

The burrs on these wooden boards have not been cleaned in time, and on them are written in black soot in crooked fonts that make people want to vomit at a glance: "Handle with care"

"How many guns did you bring back?" Earl Fischero couldn't believe his ears, and he couldn't believe his eyes at this moment, so he looked at Tiger who was following him again, and asked guiltily.

He was afraid that this was a dream, and that everything in front of him was an illusion caused by his exhaustion caused by so many days and nights.

Similar to the kind of mood that is more timid than the nostalgia, he also began to be timid in front of these weapons and weapons, fearing that his joy would eventually be in vain.

"I brought back 62 new K1 rifles! Lord Earl! Master Tang Mo's production is on the right track. His current workshop is capable of producing more than 10 K1 rifles in one day!" Tiger looked seriously. Looking at Earl Fischero, he explained.

"62...62!" Fischero went forward to draw the top box, and Tiger hurried forward to help after seeing it.He didn't feel that the Earl's behavior at this moment was a bit reckless at all, because when he saw so many new fast guns in front of him, he was almost in such a shameful state.

Regardless of the unpolished barbs on the wooden box, the count put the box under his feet, then he looked at Tiger who was helping, pointed at the box under his feet with some excitement and ordered: "Hit, open it! "

Tiger took out a crowbar from the carriage and stuck it in the gap between the edges of the wooden box.Earl Fischero couldn't wait to come forward with some conflicts, pressed the crowbar with his own hands, and lifted the lid of the box.

The wooden lid of the box made of wood was not strong at first, and most of it was twisted and deformed and damaged.But now the Earl is no longer in the mood to take care of this dilapidated wooden box, his eyes are fixed on the guns of those brand new K1 quick guns that still smell of oil, and he can't take them away anymore.

"Gudu..." He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looking at the five K5 quick guns neatly stacked in the box, his hands were trembling slightly.

Finally, he stretched out his hand, grabbed a brand new K1 fast gun from the box, and looked at the meticulously polished wooden buttstock.

His hand brushed against the cold bolt and caressed the smooth and slender barrel, as if he was caressing his beloved woman.

Then, he saw the K1 fast guns in the second row through the leather belts piled randomly on the lower layer, and the smile on his face could no longer be contained.

"This, this box is 10 guns?" He looked at Tiger beside him and asked excitedly.

"Yes! There is only two guns in one box, but..." Tiger replied nervously seeing the count's excited eyes for the first time.

"But what?" When Fischero asked this sentence, he was already thinking about training 75 soldiers to use the new K1 fast gun at a time.

"However, there are 1500 rounds of ammunition that are specially used for training, with a reduced charge." Tiger replied.

"I knew it! That kid won't let me down!" Earl Fischero smiled and handed the brand new fast gun to his daughter Alice, and he grabbed another one from the box while Said while playing.

Alice tried shooting the K1 fast gun yesterday. After receiving the new gun from her father, she skillfully pulled the bolt, looked down, and found that the entire gun chamber did not know how it was processed. , the arc is charming and perfect!
She could tell that the gun in her hand was definitely a good thing, compared to Cyric's flintlock gun, she didn't know how high it was.

However, no matter how good the workmanship of the weapon is, it is only a matter of craftsmanship. What really makes her care is actually some other details.

"Tiger...you only have about 20 days to go to Burnas, right?" Alice looked away from the gun, looked at Tiger who was smiling innocently, and asked unhurriedly.

"23 days, miss!" Tiger immediately answered Alice's question with incomparable clarity.Because he had been counting the days in Burners, waiting for the time when he could return to Northridge.

It's just that when he returned to North Ridge, he realized that there was a part of his heart that he had left behind in Bunas...

"Produce 3 firearms a day... This is no longer a weapons workshop, this is a weapons workshop... And it is a super-large weapons workshop." Alice said to Tiger holding the K1 fast gun.

She gracefully handed the rifle to Tiger, and she didn't stop talking: "I have read all the letters you wrote, and it took almost all my time after dinner last night. Can you talk to me? Tell me about that interesting factory, and those interesting machines in the factory?"

"Okay, Miss!" Tiger took the K1 quick gun, and looked at the Earl who was moving out the box on the carriage with another guard.

In fact, he still has a lot to say to the Earl, but it seems that the Earl is now immersed in the joy of getting 60 fast guns at once, and will not come to talk to him for the time being.

So, he sighed, followed behind Alice, and walked under the shade of a tree in the distance.

"Your letter said that Tang Mo created a new kind of machinery...not a windmill, not a waterwheel, right?" Alice, who had reached the shade of a tree, stopped, looked at Tiger who was following, and asked Out came her first question.

"Yes, yes, Matthews said that thing is called a steam engine." Tiger replied seriously.

"Steam engine? Are you kidding me? Those shabby toys used by nobles and gentlemen to blow whistles?" Alice was well-informed and had heard of such flashy things.

"Yes, Miss." Tiger nodded, and then pointed to a small warehouse with firewood not far away: "However, Master Tang Mo made two bigger than that warehouse..."

(End of this chapter)