Chapter 12

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Davis slipped back onto the bed and looked in the direction of Rayen with a smile. “Hehehe… you’re really boring. I’m trying to raise my courage as a young man. Do you want to smoke?”

Rayen shook his head. “Forget it. Later, when the patrolling officers check the room and discover that we have cigarettes, the whole class can forget about sleeping. By the way, Fatty, do you have any opinions about the armors of the Atlantean Kingdom?”

Although Davis usually liked to talk nonsense, he was very knowledgeable because he even knew about the mysterious sex scandal of the royal family of the Northern Wind Country. Therefore, Rayen, who had been thinking, wanted to hear this brother’s thoughts.

In order to smoke without being discovered, Davis took the quilt and slept on the ground. This way, the patrolling officers would not be able to find smoke through the window.

Pa!

After lighting the cigarette, Davis said in a low voice, “You brat, why are you worrying about this? This is something that only the officers should be thinking about. They can just arrange for us to do what they want.” Then, he exhaled a puff of smoke and thought for a moment before continuing, “However, if I really have to say it, it would be better to increase the firepower on the cannonballs. We have to blast them into the sky from the beginning!”

Rayen also moved to the ground in the middle of the bed. He leaned his head against the cabinet and lit up a cigarette. “Hahaha… General Davis, if this really works, our regiment commander wouldn’t have given such an order. It’s a pity that he didn’t make you a staff officer earlier.”

After Davis lit up the cigarette for Rayen, he laughed and said, “Screw you! What a mean kid. What I mean is, we don’t have to make pistols and the like to waste ammunition resources. We can just bet all our chips on heavy firepower and be done with it.”

Hearing this, Rayen was stunned!

This was because he got inspiration from Davis’ words!

That was right! Why did he have to make a pistol?

Other things could be done too!

Soon, Rayen began to think hard about the weapons and materials he had come into contact with during this period of time.

He felt as if he was about to grasp a new direction!

Just as the cigarette was about to burn out, he finally thought of a good idea!

“Brother, watch your cigarette butt. The quilt is flammable!” Davis reminded him.

Rayen threw away the cigarette butt and immediately stood up. “I have an idea, Davis! Just like you said, why do we have to make pistols?!”

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At 5:30 the next morning, Rayen got out of bed at dawn.

In fact, he did not sleep all night. Instead, guided by the light of a small flashlight, he drew a design draft under the bed all night.

Perhaps it was the blessing of the God of War that he had come up with another idea that was different from the orders of his superior based on the weapons and materials he had come into contact with during that time.

He decided to tell the idea when Battalion Commander Li and Steven arrived.

However, the work still had to go on. Under his organization, everyone began to make the first weapon in the history of this recruit class.

The production plan showed that their goal was a powerful revolver. Commander Li had designed it so that soldiers could use more loaded bullets in close combat, unlike automatic pistols, which needed to consider the size of the grip. A double-action revolver however, could fire the next bullet directly when it encountered a misfire in an emergency. This was quite helpful in the ever-changing close combat situation.

At noon, everyone’s efforts finally paid off. A brand new silver revolver was finally produced.

Looking at the silver revolver in front of them, the recruits felt a sense of pride in their hearts. After all, this was the first weapon they made for the corps, and it was quite memorable.

Only Rayen was still looking at the Atlantean armor in the distance. He still believed that this gun was far from meeting the corps’requirements.

However, this was an order, and it had to be made.

At this time, Davis, who was holding a cigarette in his mouth, walked to his side and asked, “Brother, what exactly was the idea that you came up with last night? Tell me…”

Rayen drank a mouthful of water and laughed. “Guess!” He was not stupid enough to tell others about his idea after staying up all night. He was just deliberately keeping them in suspense.

At this time, the footsteps outside the factory became more intense.

Davis knew that the officers were coming, so he quickly stamped out the remaining half of the cigarette.

In addition to Battalion Commander Major Li and Steven, the person in charge of this factory and other veterans of the foundry camp had also arrived.

It seemed that Battalion Commander Li had decided to experiment with new firearms here.

Under Li Qiang’s orders, Staff Sergeant Steven was responsible for collecting the firearms of each squad to his side.

After counting, including the other models produced by the veterans’ squad, Li Qiang had already received more than ten handguns.

He looked at the weapons that had come out of his own plan and were well-shaped, but he did not feel certain.

“Ok!” After Steven carefully placed the Atlantean armor, he walked to a safe position and gestured for Li Qiang to begin experimenting with shooting.

Soon, under everyone’s watchful eyes, gunshots rang out in a wide area of the factory building..