Chapter 218.1: The Recoil Is Massive, But It's So Damn Powerful!

No matter whether Old White was bragging or not, after listening to his words, Athlete Foot immediately went to the next workshop, and pushed out a 20mm cannon that had just been assembled using a cart.

Returning to Old White excitedly, he said with sparkling eyes. "Brother, let's try it. If you can really handle this, we will try to make the thing you asked!"

There was no point in making a weapon that most people couldn't use. Steel Plant 81 couldn't just open a production line for one player.

But then again, if the outrageous weapon could be used, it would bring them a lot of money!

The 20mm barrel and ammunition were readily available, and it was not difficult to make a rotating bolt. They could just follow the receiver of the Arbiter I bolt action rifle and change it to an enlarged version!

There were two or three hundred strength type players on the server, and at least half of them would be awakened in a month.

There would be a huge market for this gun.

The thought of this made Athlete Foot excited.

Hearing Athlete Foot's proposal, Old White thought it made sense, so he readily agreed. "Okay!"

After that, Old White didn't want to delay a single second. He stretched out his hand and picked up the cannon with a total weight of nearly 50 kilograms, and walked outside with great strides.

The mighty strength of the strength type was really no joke. The cannon in his hand was as light as a baseball bat.

Athlete Foot and Bathroom Goer brought some test ammo, and Ample Time and Midnight Pubg followed curiously.

The group soon came to Goblin Technology's rocket test site on the edge of the industrial area.

There were concrete wastes everywhere here, and a five-meter-tall building had been blown to pieces under continuous blasting.

When they arrived, Mosquito, carrying half of the rocket tail, was just walking out of the ruins.

Seeing the large group of people, Mosquito fell into a daze for a moment. "What are you doing here?"

Old White said with a smile, "Brother, we want to borrow your test site."

During this winter, the mutants were all hiding in the buildings, so it was not easy to find a target on the street.

But Mosquito had enough targets there.

In order to ensure the killing effect of the rocket, Mosquito made dummies out of wood, and many dummies were also hung with steel plates to simulate marauders and mutant human's armor.

Since Mosquito was a carpenter in real life, he could be said to be very proficient in making those dummies. He even improved the tools and made a nail gun along the way, greatly improving the efficiency of all the craftsmen who were doing the woodwork in the entire industrial area.

Although he was very dissatisfied with those people interfering with his experiment, Mosquito was also curious about the power of the big gun in Old White's hand, so he didn't say anything and stood on the side to watch.

"How about testing it on a 20mm thick steel plate? Let's see if it can penetrate it." Glancing at Athlete Foot next to him, Mosquito suddenly had an idea and muttered aloud.

"Isn't the answer to that question obvious?" Athlete Foot rolled his eyes when he heard Mosquito's proposal.

Bathroom Goer, who was helping Old White adjust the weapon, couldn't help but complain, "That's right! How can it be called a cannon if it can't even penetrate a 20mm steel plate?"

Mosquito chuckled and asked curiously, "Then tell me, what penetration stats do you think is closer to the real power of this weapon?"

Athlete Foot laughed and opened his palms. "It should be able to blow past 50mm as long as it's within 100 meters of the target and 20mm from that to 500 meters.”

"Like I would believe that." Mosquito rolled his eyes with an expression of disbelief, "It would be even fiercer than a Barrett if it was true!"

Athlete Foot continued to smile. "Of course! I've already told you that it's a cannon. Can't you see how long our rifles are, how big our bullets are, and how much propellant charges we used?"

"How much do you put in it?"

Athlete Foot immediately kept his mouth shut. He felt like this guy was trying to steal their trade secrets.

That was the charge ratio they figured out after wasting a lot of their budget.

If this guy wants the recipe, he has to buy it from me, hmph!

Seeing that he wasn't able to get the secret out, Mosquito had a regretful expression on his face.

At this time, Old White had already mastered the know-how of using the cannon. He put the magazine clip protruding backward on his shoulders and confirmed to Bathroom Goer next to him, "Has it been adjusted to single-shot mode?"

Bathroom Goer said while stepping back, "Yes. You can just pick a target and shoot at it. Then you'll know!"

"Okay." Old White excitedly raised the long barrel and aimed the mechanical sight at the dummy about 100 meters away from him.

There was a 20mm thick steel plate hanging on the chest of the dummy. Its physique was modeled after a 1.8 meter tall muscular brute, and its shape was life-like.

Taking a deep breath of the cold air, Old White tightened his muscles, fully prepared to deal with the recoil, and pulled the trigger at the same time.

Bang!

A thunderous sound rang out.

A half-meter-long fire snake sprang from the muzzle, and the recoil that followed spread all over Old White’s body, instantly rushing to the soles of his feet.

A small shockwave was sent out from the heel of Old White, spreading out quickly. It kicked up the snow on the ground which splattered on the faces of Mosquito and Athlete Foot beside him.

The ground trembled from the impact!

The wooden dummy in the distance seemed to have been hit by a truck. With a loud blast, broken sawdust burst into the air, and the whole piece of the steel plate that was hit flew out and fell to the ground, completely out of shape.

"Fuck! This is a little too strong, isn’t it?!" Mosquito's eyes were wide open. He was so shocked that he even forgot to wipe the snow on his face.

He was still a little unconvinced earlier that the shitty-looking gun could penetrate a 50mm thick steel plate at a distance of 100 meters, but now, he was starting to believe it could happen.

Old White, who was carrying the cannon, and Ample Time and Midnight Pubg, who were watching on the side, were also dumbfounded.

This is just too fucking strong!

The two factory managers of Steel Plant 81 smiled, their faces filled with pride.

"See! I told you that this thing is a cannon! Do you understand what a cannon is?"

"That's right! You think the explosive speed bonus of X-4 fiber is a joke?"

Athlete Foot originally had a very smug expression on his face, but he suddenly shuddered when he heard that his teammate began to leak their trade secrets. He hurriedly reached out to cover Bathroom Goer's mouth. "Okay, stop talking!"

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In fact, even if they didn’t say it, other people would still be able to find out. After all, it was the information published on the official website.

They just looked at what they could find in the real world and figured out a reliable ratio, which allowed the muzzle velocity of the shell to approach its maximum while holding the barrel pressure.

Mosquito gulped down a mouthful of saliva.

Although he had heard that X-4 fiber could replace ordinary plant fiber, and the nitrocellulose made by it could get an explosion speed bonus, he had never really tried it.

After all, it was a bit against his common sense.

He didn’t expect it to be true!

Not far away, Old White had taken off his exoskeleton.

The previous shot gave him a general understanding of the recoil of the weapon.

Next, he was going to try firing the weapon without wearing the exoskeleton!

The people around stopped talking and looked at him one after another.

Then they heard another thunderous blast!

Old White, who had the cannon on his shoulder, jerked back suddenly, but still managed to pull it off with his muscles.

"Damn. This recoil is really strong, but it is still manageable!" Old White, who put down his cannon, lifted his collar and glanced at his right chest.

There was a red mark the size of a shoe that was made by the recoil, but there were no bruises and no other injuries.

His current level was LV12, and he had 19 points of strength. With one more point, he would be 4 times as strong as an ordinary person.

With such terrifying muscle strength, it was no exaggeration to say that he was now half a mutant human.

Moreover, if he used Limit Breaker, his body would probably not shake as it did earlier.

Ample Time couldn't help but sigh, "As expected of the number one muscleman in the entire server, I am willing to accept this fact!"

Old White chuckled, "Thank you, thank you."

Midnight Pubg stepped forward with an envious look on his face, reached out, and touched the cannon that was lying on the ground. The cannon was still so hot that its barrel had melted the snow around it.

After weighing it, Midnight Pubg felt that it was not too heavy. He looked back and asked, "Can I try it?"

Athlete Foot nodded excitedly and said generously, "Of course!"

He didn't expect the awakening to be so incredible.

If players of the strength type could withstand this recoil after awakening, wouldn't their weapons be sold like crazy?!

That would bring in way more money than selling an axe!

Sure enough.

Strength type is the best profession in this game!

Midnight Pubg also tried a shot after getting permission from Athlete Foot.

However, his situation was a little more embarrassing than that of Old White. Not only was the barrel pushed up by the recoil, but he also stumbled backward and almost fell.

After all, he had just awakened. LV10 usually only had 17 points of strength, which was not as good as Old White, who was already LV12.

Without these two additional points of strength, he really wouldn’t be able to handle it if he didn’t use his talent.

Based on this, the best attribute to use this weapon should be 20 points of strength and 10 points of constitution. Or if it was used when propped up with a stand, then everyone should be able to use it.

"Good stuff!" Midnight Pubg was very excited. But he quickly calmed down, shook his head, and lowered the gun. "Unfortunately, with such a large recoil, it is definitely impossible to shoot continuously while standing. It's even more impossible to charge with it."

Although it was strong, it didn’t match the Berserker talent he unlocked!

Hearing him, Athlete Foot almost couldn't hold back and nearly cursed. "Why the heck do you want to charge with such a big weapon? Do you want to poke the enemy with the barrel of this cannon?"

Bathroom Goer couldn't help but complain, "That's right! You are just a dumb idiot who doesn’t understand the art of a firearm. Go back and play with axe!"

"..."

Screw you!

What’s wrong with playing with axes?

Are you looking down on melee players?

Do you dare to fight me in close combat?!