After Zhang Ping returned to the team, the Feihong Adventure Group and the Wanli Mercenary Group also retracted their greedy gaze.

The short and tragic battle just now really scared both sides.

After only three or five minutes of the battle, half of the city guards fell; at least one-third were killed by Zhang Ping.

Several deaths were also found in the Hellfire Adventure Group and many were seriously injured.

Zhang Ping looked at the other two teams coldly, snorted, dragged the metal basket again, and walked down the mountain.

"Zhang...Zhang Ping...the core of the cradle..." Hou Zhikun's voice came from behind. Old Hou's voice was full of trembling.

Zhang Ping smiled a little, "The cradle has collapsed, but there are still some things. But we will send these things back first and then explore it."

Hou Zhikun nodded and suddenly shouted: "Let's carry it together and walk fast."

The road was extremely safe. In the end, Zhang Ping took the lead and several team members carried huge metal baskets and rumbled down the hillside.

At the foot of the mountain, all members of the Hellfire Adventure Group were on guard. Hou Zhikun had already sent someone to notify the place.

With countless envious and stunning eyes, Zhang Ping proudly placed the metal basket in front of the regiment commander Zhu Hongzhi and smiled: "Control Commander, I'm back."

Zhu Hongzhi looked at the things in the basket and his eyes turned red.

He remembered that he seemed to say before: This exploration is all about personal!

But when looking at the things in the basket, Zhu Hongzhi wanted to break his promise. Because: Breaking your promise is so fat!

But before Zhu Hongzhi could speak, Zhang Ping spoke:

"Captain, should we get the bet prizes first?"

"Yes, yes!" Zhu Hongzhi reacted. At the moment, these treasures are always in his own home, and those prizes are not.

Zhu Hongzhi went over to discuss, but after a while, the argument started.

Without thinking, the commander of the city guard Chu Wenmin wanted to break the contract.

Originally, the reason why he took out the "air gun" was that he was sure that his family would get the first place. For this reason, even the steps tanks were sent out, which could be said to be useless.

According to the plan: Chu Wenmin appeared domineeringly, swept across the Wiga wilderness, bowed to the world, and became famous for thousands of miles; all adventure groups, mercenaries, and even robbers with hidden identities in the Yanxia Mountain area were trembling, kneeling down to beg for mercy, and asking Xinlai City for "recruitment".

But the reality is... the face hurts so much!

At this moment, Chu Wenmin was facing the joint coercion of the three leaders.

Want to go back on your word? Haha, it really makes us feel that the forces in the wilderness are all clay sculptures.

As Chu Wenmin roared, the city guards behind had gathered. A duel seemed to be about to begin.

But the commanders of the Third Wilderness Corps also waved coldly. The people from the Wanli Mercenary Group had already crossed the mountain and were slapped on the mountain.

Take a step back and the sky is wide open? It doesn’t exist!

In the end of the world, you can only move forward. If you walk slowly, you will be eliminated, let alone retreat. One step back will be a bottomless hell.

During the confrontation, Zhang Ping came over boldly and met Chu Wenminsen's cold and angry gaze.

"A few team leaders, can I say a few words?"

Zhu Hongzhi laughed: "You are qualified. Tell me."

Zhang Ping smiled at his group leader and said, "Commander Chu, this gun is indeed quite precious. But can it be more precious than your fame, honor, credibility?

Many people say that fists are big in the end of the world. But please look at the leaders around you. Is the reason why they are popular is just because their fists are big?"

Chu Wenmin's angry eyes instantly dissipated halfway, and a calmness appeared.

Zhang Ping was able to stop and immediately retreated.

After a while, Chu Wenmin finally handed over the precious "air gun" with heartache.

He looked at Zhang Ping, suppressed his anger, and said calmly: "This air gun was brought back from Central Plains. According to the technical level, it may be called a level 3 source power equipment."

Level 3 source power equipment!

Hearing this, Zhang Ping's heart thrilled.

For Zhang Ping, this is almost a "magic weapon".

Chu Wenmin continued to say patiently: "The airsoft technology is a new attempt. The actual power is not very ideal.

Also, this gun is best used by level 2 evolvers. Level 1 evolvers are afraid that they cannot push it.

After all, if you want to drive bullets with compressed air, the air pressure is beyond imagination, which also requires a lot of driving force.

Also, the weapon is a bit large, and level 1 evolvers may find it difficult to refine it."

Zhang Ping narrowed his eyes: This sounds like a responsible person, but there is a hidden trap.

This is to encourage internal troubles of the Hellfire Mercenary Group.

Someone took an iron box, and the box was very large: it was estimated to be 2.2 meters long, about half a meter wide, and a height of one foot.

Zhang Ping thanked him politely before taking it, and opened the box on the spot. The first thing he saw was:

There is a faint breath of source power on the surface of the gun, which is the characteristic of source power equipment.

Let’s talk about the gun itself, this is a strange-shaped gun:

Black, matte, about two meters long, the rear half of the barrel is thicker and has a pressing rod;

Below the gun, there is also an air cylinder with an arm thickness and length, which has a separate driving device.

Chu Wenmin explained patiently next to him:

“This air gun uses three-stage compression technology.

Atmospheric pressure is about 0.1 megapas

The first stage adopts centrifugal type, which can compress air to 3.8 megapas, subcritical state;

The second stage adopts axial flow type, which can compress air to 80 megapas, supercritical state;

The third stage is a press rod, a piston-like structure that can compress air to 500 megapas at one time.

It is far beyond the chamber pressure of about 300 megapas of ordinary sniper rifles, and is almost the same as the chamber pressure of the artillery.

Generally, the exit speed of sniper rifle bullets is about 3 times the speed of sound, but the shells can reach 5 times the speed of sound.

The same bullet, 3 times the speed of sound and 5 times the speed of sound, has a difference of 2.78 times the power!

But this gun also has its drawbacks.

First of all, the third-level compression is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and can only be shot.

Secondly, the air compressed in level 3 can instantly reach more than 2,000 degrees, which will cause serious damage to the gun. Once the level 3 compression is completed, the bullet must be fired as soon as possible.

Third, the gun has a complex and sophisticated structure and is prone to damage, especially the seals.”

Zhang Ping looked at the instruction manual, groped for a while, picked up the "air gun", pressed the bullet, and pointed it at the stone in the distance.

"Puff..." With a light sound, the stones in the distance exploded.

"There is almost no sound!" Zhang Ping was even more satisfied. No wonder Chu Wenmin was so reluctant.

Not only is it powerful, it does not require ammunition, it has not exploded yet - this will be no fire and no loud sound.

It’s not that there is no sound, but in fact, the sound of this ultra-high pressure air erupting is not small. But after being processed by the silencer, there is only a faint "puff" sound.

"Good gun!" Zhu Hongzhi's eyes were a little straight. Now he also understood, no wonder Chu Wenmin was going to be foolish.

Such a gun is not something that can be described as much as possible. This is a real deadly guy.

But at this time, Chu Wenmin looked at Zhang Ping with a daze, "If you want to control this gun, you need ten tons of power. You can actually do it!"

Zhang Ping smiled, put away the air gun, and received another level 3 source;

Then, look at the prize of the second bet - Titanium Steel Shield.

The titanium steel shield was taken out by Zhu Hongzhi. This shield is cast using a special process and has a very high hardness. No trace is left when the bullet hits it.

Chu Wenmin looked at Zhu Hongzhi and announced domineeringly: "This shield belongs to Xin Xiaoyu."

"Wait!" Zhang Ping spoke.
Chapter completed!