Global Game: Ten Billion Spirit Energy Coins From The Start-Chapter 272 - : 272. Sir/Madam, times have changed _1

Chapter 272: 272. Sir/Madam, times have changed _1

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In the military equipment box, there’s a whole line of firearms!

Rifles, repeating guns, shotguns…all kinds of firearms were present.

Mr. Meng wasn’t too surprised, after all, he was a senior official in the “relevant department”. He knew these firearms were made in Boss Ke’s territory, and Mrs. Ke had even trained an army of regular people using them.

But the other players didn’t know this!

Seeing these firearms, everyone felt a sense of dislocation as if they were in a time warp where Guan Yu was fighting Qin Qiong.

A player stepped forward and picked up a repeating gun, his face full of astonishment: “Why are there guns in the game? Has the era changed, my lord?”

Another player also picked up a shotgun: “Isn’t this an old-fashioned ‘sprayer’? A lot of cops used these during the America’s free distribution…but this seems to be the most primitive ‘sprayer,’ incomparable to the modern ones.”

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“Oh, my God! This time they’re distributing guns as military equipment! It seems like Mrs. Ke is preparing to make some big news!” a player said in surprised.

What the players referred to as “Mrs. Ke” was Tina.

In this ten-ring task, Boss Ke often had some intimate interactions with Tina.

And players found out—that during Tina’s task announcement, if they responded with “Okay, Mrs. Ke”, the task reward would immediately increase by 30%!

So by the end of this ten-ring task, the players’ way of addressing Tina had turned into “Mrs. Ke”.

There was a male player named “Dual-gun Granny” next to Mr. Meng.

His family ran a shooting range, so he was very familiar with these firearms.

He picked up a shotgun, skillfully loaded the bullets, chambered the round, and pointed the gun at Mr. Meng: “Put your hands up, kiddo! Or I’m gonna have to shoot!”

Mr. Meng:

Granny chuckled, “Haha, just kidding. But seriously, Mr. Meng, out of all the players here, you’ve got the highest defense. How about I shoot a shot at you to test the damage?”

Looking at Mr. Meng’s mature chest muscles, Granny was itching to test it out, she’s never fired a gun in the game before!

After a thought, Meng nodded and said, “Sure, go ahead.”

He was also very curious about how much damage these old-fashioned guns could cause to players, so he agreed quite readily.

Mr. Meng picked up the shield to block the shotgun.

But considering the shotgun probably wouldn’t pierce the shield, and not many players would have as high a defense as him, he decided to throw away the shield and point his chest at the gun instead.

Granny hesitated a bit, “Do you want to use a damage-reducing skill?”

“No need,” Mr. Meng confidently replied, “With my defense, I can take more damage than a normal defensive warrior using damage reduction skills. Just fire.”

Knowing that Meng was telling the truth, Granny nodded, aimed at Mr. Meng’s chest, pulled the trigger, and shot.

Bang!

The bullet flew out of the gun barrel. Granny’s arm was a bit numb from the recoil, and Mr. Meng was pushed back a few steps, a burning pain in his chest.

Looking at his own health bar, Mr. Meng found that his health had dropped to 64%. One shot had taken away a third of his health!

If a normal defensive warrior was standing here, he could be reduced to half health with just one shot!

The surrounding players marvelled at Mr. Meng’s health bar, “That gun is pretty powerful! One bullet could take half of Mr. Meng’s health! If a mage or an archer was standing here, they might get killed in one shot!”

“An archer would definitely die after one shot! Not necessarily for a mage, if the mage casts [Earth Shield], they should survive, albeit barely.”

“Anyway, we’d better hurry up and pick a gun, and let our friends know. The stock of guns here doesn’t seem to be too much, it probably won’t take long to be all taken!”

“Yeah, yeah, hurry up and pick a gun.”

The players hurriedly stepped up to pick their favorite firearms.

Even Mr. Meng had chosen a repeating gun and happily placed it into his bag.

The events at the Arsenal quickly spread through private chats and various guild channels.

This caused quite a stir among the players.

The online Empire side players rushed to the Arsenal, wanting to try out a gun.

They had no chance to touch real guns offline, so it was nice to handle them in the game.

The players’ enthusiasm was running high, and before long the Arsenal was crowded with people.

The quartermaster continued to distribute weapons and assign tasks to the players.

However, the stock of weapons was inevitably limited.

By the time the distribution was done, a total of 2000 various guns had been given to the players and in parallel, combat missions related to the use of these firearms were assigned to these 2000 people.

The players who got the firearms, under the leadership of Mr. Meng, organized themselves, met with the 2000 NPC arms units trained by Tina, and started off grandly to the battlefield.

On the front line, besides the 4000 firearms units, the artillery unit also made an impressive appearance!

80 cannons were positioned on the wall, unleashing their firepower against the rebels in the distance.

Many players also received a war mission to “operate cannon”, getting an opportunity to shoot with it.

The players’ accuracy rate when using cannons and firearms was quite high.

Not only would they get a partial hit-data correction during the shooting process, but they could also see a “simulated trajectory” shown as a green dotted line when using cannon and firearms.

The “simulated trajectory” was initially a bonus for the archer players, as the game had few lock-on skills, and this could assure every archer’s shots are precise.

Now the “simulated trajectory” was also applied to firearms and cannon, assisted by this the players were hitting bulls’ eye each shot and continuously discharging firepower onto the enemy’s position.

The rebels were suddenly in a plight.

They could do nothing but take the beating from the Empire side’s players’ outpouring firepower and could not fight back at all.

The range of the musket and shotgun were about 100 meters, while the range of the mage and the archer was only 40 to 50 meters. As long as the Empire frontline maintained a good distance and kept shooting, the rebels had no way to counterattack.

The rebel front line was not particularly solid to begin with, and now with the fierce attacks from the firearm units and the artillery, it quickly collapsed.

Players on the front line turned into beams of white light, and the surviving NPCs fled backwards.

The rebel players were also discussing in various chat rooms:

“What the fuck is going on? Why are we still using cold weapons when they already have long guns and cannons?”

“The power of this cannon is immense! A single shot can cover a large area.”

“How can we continue the fight? The Colossus faction’s long guns and cannons have such a long range, we can only take the beating and can’t even fight back.”

“I have no idea, let’s see what the two Dukes decide.”

The news of the collapse of the front line quickly reached the ears of the two rebel Dukes.

They personally came to the front line to inspect the situation.

After seeing the cannons mounted on the city wall and the firearms unit below wildly reaping the players, the two Dukes fell silent.

After a period of silence, Duke Anzu Seifer sighed: “Is this the secret weapon mentioned in the scout’s report before? It’s quite powerful!”

Landilus closed his eyes and sensed the power of the cannon and slowly said: “This power is indeed not small, almost catching up with the power of a second-order peak Mage’s range spell, very deadly against ordinary troops and adventurers.”

“According to the scout’s report, this is a new weapon produced in the territory of Nemesis.”

“Nemesis? Him again?” Landilus frowned.

“Yes.” Duke Seifer sighed: “What should we do next?”

“Retreat!” Landilus shook his head: “Let all the troops withdraw, hold onto the camp, and patiently wait for the final battle.”