The speed of the white shadow was so fast that she doubted her eyes.
However, the more she thought about it, the more something was wrong. She tugged on Lin Yi's clothes and asked nervously, "Brother Lin, are there any children here?"
"There isn't even a child here. I mean, Yingzi, are you scared to death?" the fat man asked in confusion.
Ji Yi took the flashlight and shined it at the place where Yingzi was looking. There was nothing but a wall.
"Did you see something?"
Yingzi looked carefully again, and indeed there was nothing.
It seems that I am really overthinking things.
She shook her head and said, "No. Maybe I was really scared."
"Let's go, let's go to the ammunition depot quickly. Even if there is something, we still have confidence, don't you think?" Upon seeing this, the leader, Lao Hu, shouted to everyone.
"Don't worry too much, it's okay." Lin Yi patted Yingzi's little hand and comforted her.
Among the four, even Yingzi himself didn't believe it.
Only Lin Yi believed that Yingzi had indeed seen the strange child.
Even Ji Yi now can't see that kind of thing subjectively.
However, he was certain that there was nothing malicious about the military fortress, so he was not worried.
A group of four people walked through and followed the map's guidance, arriving at a spacious ammunition depot!
The ammunition depot is as big as a dozen rooms, and it is filled with various boxes. Some boxes are covered with linen and tied with hemp rope, and have not yet been opened!
In some places, boxes are piled up like mountains, three to four meters high!
Seeing this scene, Lao Hu, who had been in the army for a long time, couldn't help but sigh, "This fortress is really big!"
The fat man had never seen much of the world. When he saw the little Japanese's ammunition depot, his eyes widened.
"Oh my god. How cruel is this little devil? The ammunition depot is so big!"
Yingzi was also a little overwhelmed and said in confusion, "Why are there so many things here?!"
As for Lin Yi.
I have already silently checked in my heart.
"System, I want to clock in!"
"Ding, it is detected that the host is in the ammunition depot of the Kwantung Army Fortress. This is the check-in location. You can check in!"
"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully opening it. Reward: Skill - Sharpshooter, 1500 tomb robbing points."
At the same time as the system voice fell, Ji Yi felt that a huge amount of information suddenly poured into his mind!
Sharpshooter!
It includes not only shooting, but also firearms and ammunition from various countries around the world, from ancient times to the present, and even information about firearms and ammunition in the world where Lin Yi will be in the future.
What's even more terrifying is that he knows all the guns and ammunition in an instant, as if he has been studying for decades. He even knows how to make homemade guns, homemade ammunition, and cannonballs.
In just a few breaths, he became a scientist proficient in thermal weapons!
He is also a scientist who has practiced various firearms for decades and is good at shooting!
If your knowledge is used by the country, it will definitely be very terrifying!
In the 1980s, this relatively poor country was able to catch up with or even surpass the Western powers in a very short period of time!
Become the strongest superpower in the world in one fell swoop!
However, Lin Yi was not prepared to do this.
After all, after traveling here, his first task is to rob tombs. Only by robbing tombs to check in can he improve his strength the fastest.
Secondly, if his ability is exposed to the public, he will inevitably cause unnecessary trouble and may even face assassination from various countries around the world.
Of course, he is not afraid of any assassination. If the other party dares to come, he will just kill him.
But there are always flies flying around my ears, which is too troublesome and annoying.
What's more, if he turns it over to the state, he won't get much benefit.
Just look at the old branch secretary and you will know...
After handing over the valuable things, I exchanged them for some food stamps.
The fat man stood happily next to a cannon, waving excitedly at Ji Yi and Lao Hu.
The cannon was rusty and basically useless.
Lin Yi was awakened by the fat man's shout, glanced at the cannon, and said with a smile, "Type 92 infantry cannon!"
Lao Hu had been a soldier and was very familiar with guns and ammunition. He was extremely excited when he saw the fat man standing next to a cannon.
He walked over seriously and was about to show off his talents, but was already beaten to the spot by Ji Yi.
Should he say it or not, he was still a little depressed in his heart.
He could only settle for the next best thing, and continued with Lin Yi's words, "This kind of infantry gun is small and light in weight. Coupled with its low center of gravity, its left and right swings up and down are close to 90 degrees. It was a type of infantry gun from the 1930s and 1940s.
It can be called an "ideal" infantry battalion support weapon. This thing was only used on a large scale in our country after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War."
The fat man gave the two of them a thumbs up and said with a grin, "That's awesome. It sounds very powerful. I don't know how far this guy can shoot."
The fat man asked subconsciously, touching on Lao Hu's knowledge blind spot.
He responded casually, "At least two miles away! As soon as I saw the figure, the cannonballs blasted over."
Lin Yi saw Lao Hu fooling the fat man, and then smiled and said lightly, "The maximum range is 2788 meters, and the minimum range is 100 meters. Therefore, the Type 92 infantry gun, known as "one inch short, one inch dangerous", has extremely strong close combat capabilities.
Of course, long distance is not bad either.”
"You even know this?" Fatty looked at Ji Yi in surprise.
He just asked casually, not expecting any precise answer.
Unexpectedly, Lin Yi actually accurate the shooting range to 1 meter!
Good guy, it sounds like what you said is true!
Lao Hu couldn't tell the specific range, but he knew that "every inch is short, but every inch is dangerous."
Unexpectedly, the minimum range of infantry artillery is only 100 meters!
"Old Lin, it seems that you have learned a lot over the years." Lao Hu said in amazement.
"I usually have nothing to do, so I learn a little bit." Lin Yi's voice was calm, as if everything was normal.
"Brother Lin, this gun looks very powerful." Yingzi walked to a machine gun and looked at it curiously.
"One look at the "turn handle" of this heavy machine gun with an "eight" layout, and you know it is a Type 92 7.7-caliber heavy machine gun, nicknamed the 'Chicken Neck'."
When Lin Yi saw the heavy machine gun in front of him, various information about this type of heavy machine gun came to mind.
Don't even think about it.
"Haha, if I had it just now, I would have to beat the red-haired monster to pieces."
The fat man walked over with excitement on his face, holding the heavy machine gun and making a shooting gesture.
Of course, this kind of weapon exposed to the outside world has basically been declared scrapped after thirty years.
"Hey, Lao Lin, you've learned more than just a little bit. You're so knowledgeable." Lao Hu said a little sourly.
He had been a soldier for several years and thought he knew all about guns and artillery.
Never expected it.
Lao Lin's attainments in firearms were deeper than his own.
I really learned a hundred million things.
Lin Yi smiled slightly, did not speak, but walked to several wooden boxes.
"Lao Hu, fat man, open these boxes and take a look."
