Volume 1 First Entering the Tang Dynasty Chapter 12 Pistol
"How can such a strange and cunning thing scare us?" The person who said this with a disdainful tone was still the bearded general.
"Since this general doesn't believe that I can hurt you with this thing, can you cooperate with me?" Lu Chen looked at this general who repeatedly mocked him. Lu Chen's temper also rose.
Prepare to teach him a lesson for future generations.
Originally, according to Lu Chen's plan, he planned to have these generals retreat to a suitable position, and then Lu Chen would smash the tea cups placed at fixed positions with his pistol. However, since this bearded warrior repeatedly provoked him, Lu Chen
Prepare to teach him a lesson.
"Why not!" The man curled his lips and stood in front of Lu Chen. Lu Chen realized that, good guy, this guy is a head taller than Lu Chen. Lu Chen himself is 1.83 meters tall. This guy is taller than Lu Chen.
Chen is still a head taller, nearly two meters tall, with big shoulders and a round waist, thick eyebrows and round eyes. His skin is not too dark, it is the kind of bronze that he has been exposed to the sun for a long time. If he had dark skin, Lu Chen thought this guy was the Three Kingdoms.
Zhang Fei and Zhang Yide are reborn.
"I wonder what you call the general?" Lu Chen raised his head and asked politely.
"I am Meng Ji, the guerrilla general behind the commander's tent!" Meng Ji puffed up his chest and looked down at Lu Chen's gruff reply.
"General Meng, right?" Lu Chen was not overwhelmed by Meng Ji's momentum. Instead, he smiled slightly, reached out and picked up a tea cup and played with it. It's a pity that this thing would be an antique in later generations. Now
But he can use this thing as a target, "I wonder if the general dares to hold this tea cup in the palm of his hand and stand at the gate?" Lu Chen handed the tea cup to Meng Ji with a smile, and pointed to the courtyard outside.
Although Lu Chen had a smile on his face, there was a "I don't think you dare" look in his eyes.
"What's so difficult about this!" Meng Ji put down his cup of tea, snorted coldly, and walked towards the courtyard gate, "Is this here?" Meng Ji stood at the gate and shouted loudly to Lu Chen.
"Yes! That's it!" Hearing Meng Ji's shout, Lu Chen nodded towards Meng Ji. In fact, it can be further. With Lu Chen's current distance, it is only more than thirty meters to the gate.
The Type 92 pistol with 5.8 mm bullets is enough to penetrate a Type 899 steel helmet from eye to eye at a distance of one hundred meters. It can penetrate a 5 mm steel plate as close as fifty meters. The maximum lethality of the Type 92 pistol is at a distance of 100 meters.
It was exactly fifty meters. These thirty meters were enough for Lu Chen to perform. If he wanted to perform at a longer distance, he would have to go to the school field as a group.
"Put the tea cup in your hands and hold it up, right! Hold it up sideways, don't hold it in front of you, I'm afraid I'll beat you to death!" Lu Chen shouted at Meng Ji and demonstrated the movements. This fool, actually
He stretched his hands forward and held the teacup flat. From this distance, one shot would kill even the person holding the teacup. Although Lu Chen wanted to teach Meng Ji a lesson, he didn't want to kill him directly without waiting to prove his innocence.
A guerrilla general.
"Okay! It's really troublesome!" Meng Ji muttered, but still cooperated with Lu Chenping to raise his right arm and hold the tea cup in the palm of his hand.
As soon as Meng Ji took his stance, he saw Lu Chen raise his hand and shoot. With a "bang" sound, followed by a "crack", the tea cup in Meng Ji's hand was shot to pieces by Lu Chen, and Meng Ji was also hit by Lu Chen.
I was so frightened that I said "ah" and pulled my right hand back. After checking it carefully for a long time, I found that there was nothing wrong with my right hand. Then I looked down and saw the broken tea cup on the ground, and I couldn't help but panic.
Before anyone in the room could scream, Lu Chen raised his hand again, and there was another gunshot. The hairpin on Meng Ji's helmet was blown away by Lu Chen's shot, and Meng Ji felt his helmet shake.
There was a "dang" sound, and then he saw that the red hairpin on his helmet had fallen to the ground.
Only then did Meng Ji feel scared. If Lu Chen had aimed at his head instead of the hairpin, he would probably have died by now. No matter how hard his skull was, it would not be as hard as a helmet!
"What kind of hidden weapon is this?"
"What a powerful hidden weapon!"
The room suddenly became noisy. All the generals gathered around Lu Chen and started asking questions. Everyone looked at the "iron lump" in Lu Chen's hand with greedy eyes.
"Quiet!" At this moment, the female general who had been standing next to Li Xiuning shouted loudly, and in an instant, the meeting hall became quiet.
"What is this?" Li Xiuning looked at Lu Chen standing in the center of the meeting hall, staring at the pistol in Lu Chen's hand with curiosity in his eyes.
"This thing is called a pistol!" Lu Chen turned off the safety of the pistol and inserted it into the holster on his waist.
"Are you a descendant of the Mohist family?" From the past to the early Tang Dynasty where Li Xiuning lived, the most powerful in machine arts was naturally the Mohist family in the Spring and Autumn Period. Therefore, Li Xiuning believed that the pistol in Lu Chen's hand was definitely a product of the Mohist machine arts.
, without the Mohist inheritance, such a magical thing would never have been produced, and the Mohist school had long since disappeared from the world because Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty "deposed hundreds of schools of thought and only respected Confucianism." Some legends about the Mohist school also refer to the inheritance of the Mohist school.
The person acted mysteriously and unconventionally, so Li Xiuning asked Lu Chen in a tentative tone.
Hearing Li Xiuning's question, Lu Chen's mind suddenly jumped. He was worried that he didn't have a suitable identity, so Li Xiuning came up with one for himself. Couldn't the mysterious Mo family provide a cover for his identity as a "migrant"?
"Your Highness the Princess noticed it anyway!" Lu Chen got off the slope and smiled bitterly.
"Come here! Give me a seat!" When Li Xiuning heard that Lu Chen admitted that he was a descendant of the Mo family, he immediately ordered someone to bring a chair for Lu Chen.
"Thank you, Princess!" Lu Chen raised his hand to Li Xiuning without being polite, and sat down on the chair with all his strength. At this time, Meng Ji walked into the meeting hall with an uneasy look on his face. He also knew that Lu Chen had just
It just taught him a lesson. If Lu Chen had glanced down three inches just now, he would probably have dug a hole to bury himself.
"Have you asked me your name yet?" Li Xiuning said, motioning to the female general on the side to serve tea to Lu Chen.
"My dear, Lu Chen, I will follow my master's orders to return to my homeland and travel around the world!" Lu Chen said in a very calm tone, but he was thinking in his heart that he must say his last orders. This means traveling abroad under the orders of his master.
, this princess must be taken to her teacher by herself, and she does have a master, but where will the old general take Princess Pingyang to see his old man after a thousand years? So Lu Chen can only say that it is