Traveling to another world, I made a two-dimensional girl into a card

Looking at the two people looking at each other affectionately, Tiechui coughed twice. Kikuchiyo subconsciously wanted to dodge, but Fang Qingyun grabbed her hand with a little force. The conservative Kikuchiyo felt that she was being scanned by Tiechui's gaze. Although it was indeed worth being happy to get Fang Qingyun's response, the education she received before made her have an urge to escape. Now the escape action was interrupted. The only thing Kikuchiyo could do was to look up at Fang Qingyun with a pleading expression, hoping that Fang Qingyun could help her get out of this embarrassing situation.

Fang Qingyun covered his nose when he saw this pitiful little expression. He felt like an arrow pierced his heart. Before, he had always seen Kiku Chiyo's self-reliance and unyielding appearance. Basically, ever since Kiku Chiyo went to hell, Fang Qingyun's impression of her had always been that of her, covered in dust and bruises but still stubbornly getting up from the ground. Now, he was unexpectedly hit by Kiku Chiyo's half-coquettish little expression, and he could hear his heart beating like a drum.

"Hey, hey, hey, you two go act coquettishly outside. Xiao Fang's heartbeat is making my workshop resonate. Anyway, we don't need you two here, so just find a place to talk and make love. I'll ask Uncle Zhang to send the knives when they are ready... Really, you have to trouble me." Tiechui muttered to himself, obviously dissatisfied with Uncle Zhang's hands-off approach.

"Thank you very much for your help," Fang Qingyun nodded to Tiechui and pulled Kikuchiyo, whose legs were frozen, out. "Just hand the knives over to the maids. They know where to send them, so you two won't have to go there in person."

After hearing Tiechui's response, Fang Qingyun pulled Kikuchiyo out of the courtyard. His heartbeat accelerated and Fang Qingyun gasped for breath. He turned his head to look at Kikuchiyo, pulled the still frozen girl into his arms, picked her up and spun her around: "Let's go, let's go find Viola."

This action finally allowed Kikuchiyo's frozen computer to restart. Now her mind was in a mess, full of the kiss just now, but now at least she had regained some thinking ability. When she heard that she was going to find Viola, Kikuchiyo felt like a college student who had to defend a thesis without being prepared. At this moment, she was so nervous that she didn't know where to put her hands.

“Don’t worry.” Fang Qingyun held Kikuchiyo’s hand. Kikuchiyo was trying to show her side as a good wife and mother at the moment, but because she was too nervous, Fang Qingyun was worried that if he didn’t hold Kikuchiyo’s hand, Kikuchiyo might tear off his collar while fixing it for him… By then, Kikuchiyo might even want to die. “Viola won’t say anything. On the contrary, she will be happy to hear it. Do you believe it?”

"...It's a little hard to imagine." Kikuchiyo naturally knew what possessiveness was. Both men and women have possessiveness. If she were Viola, when she heard that Fang Qingyun was having an affair with another woman, she would almost pull out a gun and shoot him.

"I once asked her..." Fang Qingyun originally started like this, but he suddenly remembered that Viola's opinion was conveyed by Evelin last time. Strictly speaking, he did not have a heart-to-heart talk with Viola, so it might be a bit irresponsible to say this. So Fang Qingyun forcibly interrupted what he was about to say and summed it up with an ambiguous sentence: "...Anyway, you will know when you go there."

Soon, Fang Qingyun and Kikuchiyo returned to the command center under the guidance of the zombie maid. Now it was controlled by Naike. Naike volunteered to obtain the management rights of the hell part on the basis that he could "manage ten large colonies at the same time".

This kind of situation of newcomers seizing power is not uncommon. If it were somewhere else, Nike would have been bullied and would have suffered a lot. But Evelyn did not have so many thoughts. She almost cheered and handed the work to Nike, and helped Nike connect to the collective network of zombies step by step to facilitate Nike's mobilization. Then she went back to her old job: Viola's personal maid.

When Fang Qingyun and Kikuchiyo walked into the command center, it had changed drastically. The original paper documents, printers and shredders were all moved to the corner, and replaced by a display screen showing Naike's face. Fang Qingyun watched some zombies walking around and suddenly they seemed to be electrocuted, and then left in another direction. It seemed that they received news from Naike on the way and went to do other work.

Such a speed was unimaginable to Fang Qingyun. He thought that after coming back to do all these things, at most he would let Naike complete the work handover and the three skeleton brothers obtain flesh, and at most he could help Zhang Bo and Ximi mark out the location for future room construction. Unexpectedly, Ximi and Zhang Bo had already been settled. If Fang Qingyun went to find Zhang Bo a little later, he would have suspected that Zhang Bo's house would have been completely renovated.

The well-organized zombie maids moved like puppets under Naike's command to complete what she needed. With stronger computing power than Evelyn, she could handle several projects easily and even had time to deal with Viola's whims. For example, this time travel should have added some "wonders" that could be built to hell. Now Fang Qingyun has seen many trucks full of construction materials heading to a designated place, and it is estimated that construction will start soon.

Fang Qingyun pulled Kikuchiyo into the elevator and clicked on the highest floor displayed on the elevator. Now Viola didn't need to be responsible for anything, and she could leave the productivity work to Naike. Therefore, what she was doing now were some things that interested her, some things that others might think were distracting.

The elevator reached the top floor, and Fang Qingyun walked down holding Kikuchiyo's hand. Although this was the top floor, there was still a ceiling, and the huge floor-to-ceiling windows let in the orange sunlight from outside, shining on Viola who was bending over a workbench doing something. At this moment, Viola was wearing her military uniform, with a new military cap tilted on her head. When she stood up straight in her black military uniform, Fang Qingyun felt as if he saw Bismarck.

The reference here is to the battleship Bismarck.

The moment she saw Fang Qingyun, Viola put down what she was holding, walked for three or two steps, accelerated to a jog, and rushed towards Fang Qingyun like a cannonball. When she got close to Fang Qingyun, she jumped high and made a flying pounce.

Fang Qingyun let go of Kikuchiyo's hand. He couldn't help but be nervous at this moment. Viola's physical fitness was also very strong. The collision between the two of them was like an asteroid hitting the earth. It would be difficult for him to take on Viola's impact on the testicles with one hand.

Viola bumped into Fang Qingyun like a facehugger, pushing him back a small step and almost hitting the closed elevator door. The blast generated by the collision pushed Kikuchiyo next to him back a small step. After all, the sound of their bodies colliding was like a dull bell, as if a dud bomb had hit the ground and made a dull sound.

At that moment, Kikuchiyo felt as if she was isolated by the two of them. The tacit understanding between them was incomparable to her. She should not be a bystander here, but should quietly go downstairs through the elevator so as not to affect the couple. This thought made the girl, who was as strong as a warrior, lower her head silently.

The depressed Kikuchiyo soon saw two hands reaching out to her, one hand was broad and strong, the other hand was soft and tender. Kikuchiyo raised her head and saw Viola and Fang Qingyun's hands reaching out to her. At this time, Fang Qingyun was still complaining to Viola: "Look, look, you've made the girl lose her confidence."

"I don't..." Kikuchiyo responded weakly. She did feel ashamed then, and she still feels ashamed now, especially when she sees Viola's plump breasts that are still visible to the naked eye even under her military uniform. Although Kikuchiyo's breasts are not small, she is suppressed in all aspects by Viola's mature figure.

"Blame me?" Viola started arguing with Fang Qingyun skillfully. The relationship between the two did not become alienated due to not seeing each other for a long time. Instead, it became stronger like fine wine. Thinking of Viola's every move when facing the God of the Forest, Fang Qingyun felt an urgent sense of urgency as if he was whipped. He must seize the opportunity and not let such a good girl waste her youth in vain.

"Isn't it because you're busy with those things all day and don't care about other people?" There was no blame in Viola's tone. She knew Fang Qingyun's original intention of pulling people and moving things everywhere. This ridicule was more like a pampering and joke between husband and wife: "Anyway, I've said it here. I've already made the engagement medal."

Chapter 301: First Engagement and Inspection

"Shouldn't an engagement ring be used?" Fang Qingyun was confused.

"I like to use the medal, what's wrong with that?" Viola's eyes widened, and her expression was more like a coquettish expression than a fierce one, which made Fang Qingyun shrink his head unconsciously: "Hurry up and give me the medal."

"You make me feel like a scumbag who is forced to take responsibility..." Fang Qingyun muttered. He took the white medal with a red heart from Viola's hand, took two deep breaths, and laughed: "Let me think about it for a while..."

At this moment, Kikuchiyo, whose shame had reached its limit, burst out at the top of her lungs: "I do!"

Fang Qingyun, who was preparing his lines, almost spit out these words. Kikuchiyo, who realized what a stupid thing she had done, instantly blushed as if she was bleeding. Viola, who was standing next to her, was about to laugh out loud (she had always been so free-spirited in some aspects), but Fang Qingyun poked her lightly with his elbow, and she finally managed to press down the upturned corners of her mouth.

"Then I won't say that nonsense." Fang Qingyun comforted Kikuchiyo softly in his most gentle tone. He knelt solemnly on one knee, stretched his hand forward, revealing the medal on his palm. His casual clothes made him look serious in a suit: "Please let me sign a contract with you that will last forever. In the name of the contract, our souls and destinies will be intertwined. Mibu Kikuchiyo, are you willing to give me this chance?"

Hearing Fang Qingyun's unprecedented seriousness and the voice calling out her full name, Kikuchiyo realized that this was the most important moment for her so far. She quickly got rid of her previous blushing, took two deep breaths, and placed her hand on Fang Qingyun's palm. At the same time, she responded to Fang Qingyun's proposal with the words in her heart: "I will be the sharp blade in your hand, I will be the general under your command, and in the name of the contract, I will be equal and united with you to face all the sufferings."

Viola next to her made a gesture as if she was the witness. Her compassionate expression made her look like a busty nun witnessing a wedding: "The ceremony is over!"

Fang Qingyun stood up, not knowing where to put the medal in his hand. There seemed to be no special place for the medal on Kikuchiyo's clothes. Fang Qingyun looked around but couldn't find a suitable place, so he stayed there awkwardly.

Viola urged, "Why are you hesitating? Just give her the medal."

Fang Qingyun placed the medal in Kikuchiyo's hand. At that moment, a dazzling light was released from the medal. Fang Qingyun felt the hot breath from the medal. The stinging sensation made Fang Qingyun subconsciously tighten his grip on the medal. After all, the temperature he could feel was definitely higher than that of magma. If it fell into Kikuchiyo's hand, wouldn't it melt her hand?

But soon, the hot feeling of the medal only lasted for a second, and then the medal disappeared. While Fang Qingyun was still surprised, he felt a strange sense of restraint from Kikuchiyo. He moved his hands, and an invisible chain extended from his hands to Kikuchiyo's hands. This chain did not affect the activities of both parties, but instead had some other effects.

Kikuchiyo clenched her palms, and the moment Fang Qingyun handed the medal to her, she felt a special connection formed between her and Fang Qingyun. Along the connection came Fang Qingyun's power. After being reinforced by cooking and various treasures, Fang Qingyun's power reached an appalling level. Kikuchiyo also gained some of Fang Qingyun's power through the chain. Now, she could just wave her hand to create a sword energy that was strong enough to leave marks on the steel wall of hell.

"Where did this thing come from?" Fang Qingyun looked surprised.

Viola smiled, raised one of her hands and shook it. Only then did Fang Qingyun feel his hand being shaken, just like the tacit understanding between the two after their souls merged. Fang Qingyun was a little surprised: "When did you lock me?"

"Ever since you saved me that day," Viola smiled, "I did this when I crawled into your bed at night."

No wonder Viola acted so calm and composed, not worrying at all that Fang Qingyun would fall in love with someone else. It seemed that she had already stamped herself with Fang Qingyun's stamp, and would not worry about being abandoned even if they went to the ends of the earth.

"Won't this affect your autonomy?" Fang Qingyun pulled the chain on his hand: "I always feel that chains are a thing used to restrain people."

"Our souls blend into each other, isn't this the most romantic love poem?" Viola spread out her hands, and her actions reminded Fang Qingyun of the morning that surprised her.

"If you don't want to, I can try to pry it with the Holy Sword, maybe I can break it." Fang Qingyun had no intention of breaking the chain himself, but if Kikuchiyo didn't like it, then he would take the Holy Sword.

"No, I'm relieved." Kikuchiyo raised the chain in her hand, and the rattling chain firmly fixed her and Fang Qingyun together. Her orange pupils were like clear wine, overflowing with infinite tenderness: "In this way, I feel that I am closely connected with you. It doesn't feel bad to have you by my side."

"In short, welcome to join our big family." Viola extended her hand to Kikuchiyo, and Fang Qingyun's invisible lip movements quietly changed, "The first time is mine." Kikuchiyo nodded slightly, and the two shook hands, as if they had reached some consensus.

"Okay, okay, next we have to inspect the development of hell." Violet stretched lazily: "After inspecting the development of hell, you will return to the card world to continue to advance the timeline of that world. It's not a bad thing to go out and broaden your horizons. Just remember to bring us along if you see anything interesting."

"Of course," Fang Qingyun nodded.

"Remember the vampire and succubus hybrid named Catherine that you brought back before? She is now the chief designer of Hell. God knows how she came to Hell from that backward world, and she is so familiar with science and technology that she has become the chief inventor," Viola introduced to Fang Qingyun.

"Isn't she from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs?" Fang Qingyun was a little surprised. He subconsciously thought that someone like Catherine, who came from a backward world, would not be able to play any role in promoting the development of new technology. But judging from Viola's tone, it seemed that Catherine had become the leader?

"She is indeed from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, but it doesn't say that she can't hold the position concurrently?" Viola shrugged. "Anyway, the so-called Ministry of Foreign Affairs is just an empty shell now. There is not even a diplomat. Therefore, in addition to receiving a uniform, Katerin still works in the R&D department. All the modern weapons now are her work."

Fang Qingyun found it a little hard to imagine. The level of advancement of those modern weapons even exceeded the technology of his previous life. It had a bit of a near-future feel. Even if the various patterns on them were condensed during the forging process because of the special patterns of Hell Steel, without the firing pin, they would become precious collections in museums because of their appearance. It's possible that a single skin would be released in the game. Now you tell me that all of this was made by a "native"?

This is not meant to be disparaging, but in a world where even muskets are considered luxury goods, the level of technology is indeed not very high. Under such circumstances, how could Katerin be able to lead the research and development of equipment for the entire hell? That is really an incredible achievement and talent, and she must have worked hard for it.

"So, before you go explore the card world, how about you first figure out the defense facilities of Hell? At least figure out how many troops you can call." Viola casually opened a portal: "I may have to continue carving the medal by then. I guess the job of personal guard can only be left to Evelyn."

"I think I can give it a try." Kikuchiyo raised her hand. This action required almost all of her courage. Fang Qingyun just watched Kikuchiyo bathed in Viola's gaze and completed the transformation from self-confidence to doubt about life within five seconds.

"I believe in her." Fang Qingyun hugged Kikuchiyo slightly forcefully, helping her to get out of her original self-doubt: "Kikuchiyo has always been very serious about her work, I believe she can do it well."

"Then she can't just take a knife." Viola acted like a mother-in-law who was dissatisfied with her daughter-in-law at this moment: "I remember that there is iron cannon in traditional Japanese martial arts. Now that you are married, it should be okay to use a gun occasionally, right? After all, it is to protect our husbands."

"Okay, Viola," Fang Qingyun said to Kikuchiyo in a comforting tone, "I don't actually need so much protection. As long as Kikuchiyo is by my side, I'll be satisfied."

Kikuchiyo, who was still hesitant, made up her mind immediately after hearing Fang Qingyun's words: "No, a gun is necessary. Although the Mibu family mainly teaches kendo, it is also necessary to use teppojutsu to protect her husband. Please recommend me a gun that is easy to use, please."

After saying this, Kikuchiyo bowed to Viola, but was stopped by Viola in the process of bowing: "Your character does not need further polishing. Come with me. It's time for you to see the secrets of the whole hell."

Fang Qingyun took Viola and Kikuchiyo's hands and walked into the portal. After a short teleportation, Fang Qingyun and his party came to a huge closed basement. The decoration of the basement was very simple. It was more like a bunker than a basement. The lighting of the bunker mainly relied on a few light bulbs on the ceiling. Kikuchiyo looked at all this in astonishment: "I have never seen this place before..."

"This is a wonder called the Large Hell Military Factory, which houses all kinds of dangerous goods and semi-finished products. Due to the danger, we never actively introduce this to others. After all, if the semi-finished products are leaked, it is easy to cause unnecessary casualties..." Viola introduced: "For example, we are currently researching new propellant and explosive formulas."

"That's why I spoke so harshly. You don't want an irrational child to join the family and do something irreparable because of his or her momentary irrational emotions. Although I believe Fang Qingyun can help her clean up the mess, the guilt will make those children isolate themselves." Viola explained why she did this. If Ju Qiandai was too excited, perhaps Viola would not let her know the existence of this secret laboratory.

Chapter 302, Welcome to Doofenshmirtz's evil laboratory!

The basement was full of zombie assistants and zombie technicians in white coats walking around, holding all kinds of samples that needed to be tested in their hands. The vast underground space and shooting range could meet their needs for lethality testing. Fang Qingyun saw many familiar firearms among them, including the bolt-action rifle that Alice had tested before.

Given Alice's playful nature, if she found out about this place one day or was dragged here to explore, some major accident might occur. It wouldn't matter if the weapons and equipment were damaged, but if Alice had to collect souls to rebuild her body, Fang Qingyun might never forgive himself in his life.

Maybe it was because they came at the right time and they happened to catch up with the testing process of the new type of explosives. Fang Qingyun watched a zombie technician place a piece of explosives the size of a fingernail in a fully armed small bunker, and pushed the empty shell zombie serving as a target towards the direction of the explosives. After the zombie technician left and made sure that there was no one inside, he detonated it.

At the moment of detonation, the zombies used to test the lethality were torn into countless pieces by the air wave. The splattered blood plasma was evaporated by the high-temperature expanding gas of the explosion and fell to the ground in pieces. The sturdy bunker built with concrete was blown into ruins, and the ground in the center even sank by several centimeters. Fortunately, this secret laboratory was built with indestructible materials, otherwise it would definitely not be able to withstand such abuse.

"All the samples here are configured by a manual production line. The qualified samples will be put into production in the Hell Factory to avoid this inefficient production method," Viola introduced. The so-called manual production line is a conveyor belt. At each position, there will be one or more pairs of hands fixed on both sides of the conveyor belt to work. Those hands do not have corresponding bodies. They are fixed on the production line in a connected way, making the entire production line look like a living thing.

Of course, it would take a long time to make a gun by manual polishing alone, so some stamping machines were fixed next to those palms, and pieces of iron plates were punched out into various parts. After being installed, polished and checked by those palms, when they were sent to Fang Qingyun, they had become a killing weapon that could be fired after being loaded with bullets.

As for the more advanced 3D printing machines brought over from the Food Addiction Dungeon, they are still in the process of being delivered, and there are currently no senior personnel in Hell who can operate 3D printers, so the specific operations in this regard will probably have to be done by Naike.

The disadvantage of this production method is that it is difficult to increase the production speed. The advantage is that such fast production can make the manufacture of samples faster, and some accessories that require manual polishing can also be processed faster. If there is a problem, it will be solved in the previous production process. If it cannot be solved, it will be fed back. No one wants to find that when testing the sample, the surface that should have been smooth suddenly has some burrs that can only be removed by polishing and running-in, or that the gun will jam or explode due to production problems after just two shots.

"Hey, junior, how come you have time to come here?" Fang Qingyun and his group walked into the office and saw Catherine skillfully operating the tablet through the transparent glass. Her operating hand was like a flying butterfly, full of frenetic beauty and efficiency. Catherine sensed Fang Qingyun's presence without looking up and greeted Fang Qingyun.

The speed at which the fingers flew was so fast that even Fang Qingyun, who had used a tablet before, felt ashamed of himself. Asking him to type on a tablet was no different from killing him. Typing on a computer was more than twice as fast as typing on a tablet.

"I just went to another world and saved the world again. Now the number of people who call me junior has probably increased from one to three." Fang Qingyun shrugged his shoulders. Those who came to hell were basically people with no way to retreat. Naturally, he dared to tell them everything about himself without reservation, as long as they could smell it.

"So are there any more advanced production equipment? I have basically exhausted the potential of these machines, and the production efficiency can no longer be improved. What I can do is to use the remaining inspiration to make some new weapons here." When talking about new weapons, Katerin, who was wearing a white coat and glasses, showed rare excitement. The excitement on her little face was the same as when she first got the card from Fang Qingyun.

"Before we look at the new weapons, I have another question to ask you." Fang Qingyun pointed at the glasses on Katelin's nose: "Although it's not polite to point directly, I still want to ask, why are you wearing glasses?"

"It adds to the scholar's atmosphere." Katelin shrugged, this action was very much in the style of Fang Qingyun: "It's just a plain mirror, no degree."

"It's hard for you." Fang Qingyun touched Katerin's head. Katerin's height was really not enough in front of him. His simple action looked like putting his hand on the armrest. "These things make me feel overwhelmed at a glance. You can understand them in such a short time. You must have put in a lot of effort, right?"

Katerin was a little embarrassed to say it. She felt that compared to the battles between cards, these things were terribly simple. They were even not as simple as some of the more difficult puzzles. She needed to think for a long time about those puzzles, but she only needed to take a glance at these machines to draw a conclusion.

Therefore, Catherine and Fang Qingyun formed a strange circle of mutual admiration. Fang Qingyun, who had received modern education and had been severely beaten by advanced mathematics, naturally understood that mechanics was not so easy to understand, while Catherine admired Fang Qingyun's imaginative thinking in the card duel. If she were to do so, she would only lose, but Fang Qingyun could always find the best solution and complete a beautiful counterattack.

"It's actually not that bad." Katerin put one hand on the back of her head, with a neat ponytail extending from her back. Although this hairstyle does not suit her silver hair, for production safety, being able to keep the ponytail is the biggest compromise she has made: "You can understand those things just by looking at them, and drawing the design drawings is also very interesting. Learning more will allow me to record all my inspirations."

Fang Qingyun, who had been educated in the subject of mechanical drawing, twitched his cheeks twice, and felt seriously uncomfortable with Catherine's sincere Versailles behavior. He was very serious when he took the mechanical drawing class at that time, took notes in every class, and never lost his concentration in class. Even so, he only got about 80 points in the final exam. Catherine's ability to understand things at a glance was something he could not envy.

The norm for work drawings is like this: a bottle of water, drawing aside, wiping and drawing all day long.

"So what are our new weapons?" Viola brought the topic back to the topic: "We came here to see which weapons can be put into production, and by the way, throw them into the battlefield for testing."

"Come with me." Katerin put down the tablet in her hand and walked in front to lead the way. Under Katerin's guidance, the group soon arrived at an indoor shooting range. The farthest part of the shooting range was about one hundred meters away. Various weapons and ammunition were placed on the table on the side waiting to be used. Headphones to prevent hearing damage were hung on the hooks in front of the table, neatly arranged like a row of ripe fruits.

"First, let me introduce our new submachine gun to you. Well, it's not that new actually." Katerin picked up a submachine gun from the table and skillfully hung the belt around her body. "Submachine guns are rarely used nowadays. Most of the time, assault rifles dominate the world. Therefore, we are improving submachine guns to make them light, compact, and accurate at close range. They are only used for special purposes."

When Fang Qingyun saw the shape of the gun, he almost burst into tears: "Isn't this an MP40?"

"That's right," Katerin admitted frankly, "This is my trial work. The overall frame of this submachine gun, codenamed 'Old Thing II', comes from the MP40, but we used the existing technology in Hell to replace almost all of its parts with stamped parts or mixed parts made by hand and machinery in the Hell factory. The production speed is faster, and the compact structure makes them easy to carry killing weapons. At the same time, it also increases their reliability and accuracy. The bullets used are medium-caliber short bullets, so the recoil is smaller, and even a little boy can handle it."

"To put it simply, it reduces production hours, shortens the gun body, and increases reliability and accuracy, right?" Fang Qingyun asked. The gun in front of him did have the characteristics of the MP40 in its overall structure, but it was much shorter than the MP40. It was a bit short in Katerin's hand. If Fang Qingyun held it, he could use it as a submachine gun with one hand.

This gun has a pattern that looks like an evil array diagram, and it also retains a folding stock design, making the gun more maneuverable... although it is never used.

"That's right, but this gun is still outdated after all. It's just a trial product. The only thing worth mentioning is its diverse muzzles." Katerin took out a few special muzzles from the box next to her and showed them to Fang Qingyun: "We have thoroughly mastered the enchantment technology in the world of [Zombie Army], and now we can mass-produce these special muzzle accessories to enchant bullets."

The four gun muzzles each have their own characteristics, some look like bullet-sized fluorescent yellow mercury tubes, some look like ordinary silencers, but with a small circle of blue paint on them, some look like the heat dissipation barrel of the PPSh-type gun full of holes, but with a dark red color, and the last one looks like a bayonet. Its unique shape made Fang Qingyun think he had traveled through time.

Katerin first picked up the muzzle accessory that looked like a silencer, inserted the blue part into the muzzle of the "old thing" with it facing outwards and twisted it twice. After ensuring that it was installed correctly, she walked to the sandbag used to mount the gun, installed a magazine of bullets, turned on the safety, loaded the gun and started shooting.

Blue arcs of electricity flashed on the bullets, and Fang Qingyun could see brief arcs of electricity flashing from the targets they hit, moving around like little blue snakes.

"This is the muzzle accessory of our electric shock gun. It is so durable that it can almost be retired together with the gun. Compared with the trumpet-shaped accessories that look like bent iron wires in the original world, it is far superior to the former in terms of appearance and durability." Katerin pulled out the empty magazine, opened the safety of the "old thing", turned around and introduced it to everyone.

"Cool!" Fang Qingyun expressed his thoughts concisely.

Chapter 303: Hell's Light Armor

"The remaining accessories are similar." Katerin walked to the workbench and installed the accessories one by one for everyone to see. "The one that looks like a heat pipe is a combustion accessory, which can cause the same ignition effect as a Molotov cocktail. The bayonet is a bleeding accessory, which can tear the wound and cause heavy bleeding. If it hits the artery, even if you press to stop the bleeding, the target will bleed to death within a minute..."

"What about the one that looks like a yellow tubular light bulb?" Kikuchiyo asked her question. She had basically determined the gun she needed. This "old thing" was particularly suitable for her. It was lightweight, durable and easy to use. These advantages were particularly to her liking.

"That's a dual accessory of holy light and bloodsucking," Katerin explained. "On the one hand, this thing can heal the user while shooting, and it can also weaken the enemy through the bullets fired, making them more vulnerable. After switching modes, it can also heal its own people through bullets. This is what Evelyn is using now."

Fang Qingyun remembered Evelyn's card. On the card, she was holding a submachine gun across her body with such an accessory connected in parallel to the muzzle of the submachine gun. It looked much more comfortable than all those accessories in the [Zombie Army] world that were full of "I think this will work". Can you believe that in order to increase the burning enchantment, that world really hung a small gas tank under the barrel, which moved the center of gravity of the whole gun forward and made it look like a poorly designed flamethrower.

Kikuchiyo seemed very interested in this small submachine gun, but in order not to interrupt Catherine's introduction, she planned to wait until Catherine finished her introduction before communicating with her alone.

"Then next is our main light weapon, the 'Hail Launcher Type I' assault rifle. You can also call it 'Hail', which uses medium-caliber long bullets." Katerin took down an assault rifle from the wall. Her height made the assault rifle look particularly "big" in her hand. She showed Fang Qingyun the assault rifle with a rail for mounting accessories.

"I guess the appearance of this thing is inspired by 'STG44' and 'AK47'." Fang Qingyun took the assault rifle from Katerin's hand and looked at it from left to right. He thought about how when he was playing Call of Duty 1, he once mistook the enemy German STG44 for an AK47, and the FG42 equipped with a scope for a sniper rifle... Now they are all memories of the past.

"Yes, this gun is inspired by the two guns you mentioned." Katerin pulled the bolt handle of the gun that Fang Qingyun was holding in his arms. The sound of the bolt was extremely crisp, and the vibration made Fang Qingyun love it. "The advantage is that it is simple, durable and easy to use. It has fierce firepower and is accurate. At the same time, it also adds rails for installing various sights and tactical equipment. The muzzle accessories are the same as the submachine gun just now. The grip, buttstock and other customization capabilities are relatively strong, and you can modify it in any way you want."

Fang Qingyun turned the "Hail" without a magazine over and over again. The crisp sound of the bolt handle made Fang Qingyun feel like he fell in love at first sight. He tried holding the gun with his right hand, reaching under the gun with his left hand and pulling the bolt handle on the right side. He never got tired of the sound of the bolt handle, which was comparable to the clinking sound of a Garand when it had run out of bullets.

"This is the rifle." Seeing Fang Qingyun holding on to the "Hail" tightly, Katerin gave up the idea of ​​snatching the gun from Fang Qingyun and took down a bolt-action rifle that Fang Qingyun was somewhat familiar with from the wall next to her. Because the shelf was relatively high, Katerin had to stand on tiptoe to reach it: "This is our newly developed 'Hunter I' bolt-action sniper rifle. It has high accuracy, but its lethality to vehicles and armored targets is infinitely close to zero. The bullets are the same as those for 'Hail', both are medium-caliber long bullets."

"I have used this gun at Alice's place before," Fang Qingyun recalled his initial experience. "The grip is very comfortable, and it has a non-slip design. For people like me who have used a proper rifle before, I have always hit the target at a distance of 400 meters the first time I used it. This is enough to prove the excellence of this gun."

"I added a flame suppressor and side holes to this gun, which reduced the muzzle flame and the recoil. In order to make the bullet have enough killing power, I did not add a silencer barrel. Anyway, there is no special silencer bullet, and just installing a silencer barrel will hardly help with silencing. It is better to save the hard-earned resources." Katerin touched the grooves at the muzzle. Such a simple design can greatly reduce the recoil of the entire gun.

"Beautiful, do we have other firearms?" Fang Qingyun is quite satisfied now. The entire hell's armament situation is operating according to his ideas. He has never understood why the original world has designed so many bullet calibers, 0.357 inches, 0.308 inches, 0.22 inches, 0.38 inches. The calibers of these bullets alone make Fang Qingyun dazzled, not to mention the length of the bullets that will come later.

Therefore, when he was able to design it himself, Fang Qingyun decisively carried out a wave of unification of weights and measures. Modern warfare is fought with logistics. He did not want to allow guns of various calibers to be mixed into his army. He did not want to manufacture bullets that were only suitable for one gun. That would have no advantages other than increasing the workload of logistics personnel.

"It's the only one left. I haven't developed a suitable grenade yet, and the formula of explosives is still under further research. But fortunately, our anti-tank weapons can be temporarily replaced by the hell cannon." This time, Katerin did not take the gun from the hook on the wall, but dragged out a rough-looking machine gun from under the table with great effort.

Looking at the gun body full of wasteland style, Fang Qingyun couldn't help but sigh: "To be honest, the previous guns all had a sense of black magic, but this one gives me the feeling that it is made of all kinds of garbage and scraps, and it is full of makeshift."

"Okay, you took the wrong one. This is a special machine gun I designed myself. I only have this one now. It is made of various discarded parts. The drum magazine is made of an iron can. Unfortunately, it is not very practical. Its structure determines that the only convenient shooting method is hip firing. It uses three barrels for revolver shooting. The speed is fast but limited by the materials. It's okay to play with it, but it can't stand the test of a real duel on the battlefield." Catherine patted the three-barreled revolver machine gun under her butt. The gun was so big that Catherine could sit on it, and ordinary adults couldn't use it.