Old White and his group weren’t the only ones buying equipment from Goblin Technology. Even Spring Water Commander, the stingiest bastard in the eyes of everyone else, was also present.

After the blockade on 65th Street, Spring Water Commander deeply reflected on the reasons for the failure.

Putting aside the factor of his scripted death, one of the reasons for the failure was that the Creeper managed to flank them while the fourth wave of offensive came. The other reason was that they lacked anti-armor capabilities.

Before the blockade battle started, he expected that the developers would design some units with excessive armor as bosses, so he instructed the players carrying Lance and Kontos guns not to carry just high-explosive bullets, but also some armor-piercing bullets.

However, he never expected them to be so cruel!

Even 37mm armor-piercing bullets couldn’t penetrate the Rotten Knight’s armor!

If it wasn’t for the Rotten Knight who smashed their frontlines, the other platoons should have been able to hold on for a little while longer.

Since the Slime Molds even managed to turn an exoframe into a comrade of theirs, he had reason to believe that he would encounter even more outrageous things in the future.

Originally, he came to Goblin Technology to buy some recoilless guns, but he didn’t expect that Mosquito would complete the development of the corridor fighting cheat, an RPG-7!

At the shooting range outside the industrial area.

Looking at the 400mm steel plate pierced by an armor-piercing bullet, Spring Water Commander’s eyes widened in shock. It took him a long while to ask Mosquito in confusion, "... Are you really just a furniture seller in reality?"

Hearing his question, Mosquito standing next to him said with a smile, "Yes, of course. It’s my family’s craft. All furniture are handcrafted by us. What? You’re interested in buying some furniture? You can private message me on the forum."

Spring Water Commander frowned. "... I think I’ll pass."

He had a strong feeling that exposing his address to that crazy fuck was a very dangerous thing to do.

He didn’t want to receive a pair of silver handcuffs after placing his order.

That would be a big problem for him.

Standing aside, Old White put down the launcher emitting white smoke. With a similar expression of surprise and admiration on his face, he gasped, "This thing is quite powerful!"

But this propellant... It smells like a Twinstone-2?

It is still a little different from the diethylene glycol of an RPG-7.

The piezoelectric fuze used is probably a modern modification, and its muzzle velocity is much faster than the previous crudely made recoilless gun. The power of the matching armor-piercing projectile is the same, and there’s a rod-shaped trigger installed in the front end of the conical projectile. As long as it hits the target, the perpendicular penetration depth can reach 400mm…

However, it was already quite impressive!

But thinking of this, Old White suddenly realised something.

How is this imitating an RPG?!

This is clearly imitating Type 69 rocket launchers, okay?

Not noticing the weird look in Old White’s eyes, Mosquito continued with a smile on his face. "In addition to 85mm armor-piercing shells, we also provide 85mm high-explosive shells with area-of-effect damage! The price is only 200 silver coins. If you buy 5, you will get a launcher for free! It’s very easy to use!"

The price of 200 silver coins was much more expensive than Panzerfaust 3.

However… It wasn’t as though Old White couldn’t afford it.

Before the start of each battle, the shelter would allocate a budget to each team for purchasing ammunition according to the combat power of each team.

Ammunition within the budget would not need to be paid for by oneself. For some longer-lasting battles, supplies would be sent along with reinforcements from the rear, and this would not cost player money.

The use of the ammo budget would only affect the campaign score, which was also an old tradition that existed several versions ago.

"... You guys are getting better at this game."

Hearing Old White’s meaningful compliment, Mosquito laughed, "Of course! When has the weapon I designed ever disappointed you?"

"Anyway, just answer me 1 thing… Are you impressed or not!"

Everyone shot each other a strange gaze as soon as he spoke.

To say that his equipment was useless was to speak against their consciences.

But to say that they were all very useful would clearly be a lie.

Old White looked away subtly. "A little."

Gale nodded. "Yeah, only a little."

Ample Time nodded slowly. "Yeah, only a little. Well, we can’t let you become too arrogant now, can we?”

Spring Water Commander also agreed. "Could not agree more."

Mosquito cursed, "Screw you guys! I only asked you guys one thing, but you said so much bullshit!"

Old White smiled and patted Mosquito on the shoulder. "Good brother, the main reason is that your equipment has not been tested in actual combat, so I can’t say too much. Why don’t you give me a 50% discount? I will buy 10 armor-piercing shells and 10 high explosive shells from you immediately. I can help you to make you famous!"

Mosquito rolled his eyes. "50% off?! Why don’t you let me give it to you for free?"

Ample Time’s eyes lit up. "Really?! You’ll actually be so kind?"

Mosquito: "Get out! At most 10% off, it can’t be cheaper! If it is cheaper, I will lose money!"

At least 4 of them rolled their eyes after hearing what he said.

"As if I would believe it!" Ample Time didn’t believe that Mosquito would only make 20 silver coins from a rocket worth 200 silver coins.

Even if he gave it a conservative estimate, Mosquito would have a profit margin of at least 50%!

Since the Alpha 1.0 version, silver coins had been inflated, but because the trade route of Red River Town had been opened up, the prices of various metal and non-metal raw materials did not rise much. With the improvement of the industrial zone facilities and production capacity, industrial products also didn’t cost too much more to make.

In the end, after some bargaining, both sides finally reached an agreement, and the price was 180 silver coins for each armor-piercing shell and 130 silver coins for each high-explosive shell.

The Bull and Horse Squad purchased a total of 25 rockets, and the Spring Water Squad also purchased 15 rounds, buying out the inventory and maximizing their firepower!

After negotiating the price, the group returned to the Goblin Technology’s warehouse, where the newly produced ammunition was stored.

When walking into the factory, Spring Water Commander, who was looking around, noticed the timbers piled up near the door, and asked curiously, "What are those?"

Seeing that someone noticed his masterpiece, Mosquito said with a smile, "W-1 ’Flying Mosquito’ glider! It adopts a wooden body and a cutting edge mechanical structure, perfectly integrating the most primitive wooden materials and the most advanced solid-state hydrogen technology. It’s the proud work of me and my apprentices. It only cost 3,000 silver coins. What do you think? Is it cheap? Don’t you want to get one?”

Not far away, Stopping Fights, who was tinkering with the motor with a screwdriver, happened to hear him. He couldn’t help but turn around to complain, “Are you not ashamed of lying to your friends? The fuselage was designed by me, the engine was designed by Taking Lives, the blades were hand made by Chasing Souls. Even the bomb launcher was made by Killing Gods. What did you do?"

If it wasn’t for money’s sake, he would have already opened his own workshop!

Mosquito was unmoved, and smiled cheekily, "I’ve made up for your shortcomings by learning from each other’s strengths. This is called resource integration."

"@#￥%!"

Ample Time approached curiously, and glanced at the pile of wooden timers.

Upon looking closely, there were really 2 wings and a flat structure that was probably the belly of the glider.

If he used wood as the structure, and the parts being so fragmented…

Will it not fall apart in the sky?

"... Calling it the W-1 is okay, but why isn’t it called the WC-1?"

Mosquito said with a shy smile, "Actually, I wanted to use the name initially… However, those fools have no artistic talent and said that the name would make them want to take a shit when using it. In the end, I can only remove the C.”

Old White couldn’t hold back his laughter. "Pfft..."

Gale frowned. "I can’t look at this glider anymore."

Spring Water Commander revealed a strange expression suddenly and mumbled, "Am I the only one wondering if this thing can actually fly?"

Wooden fuselage and a solid-state hydrogen battery.

He had never seen such a weird combination.

Gale touched the bridge of his nose. "Let’s analyse it rationally. The energy density of hydrogen is close to 3 times that of gasoline. Although hydrogen tanks aren’t great, solid hydrogen... It should be able to support flight in theory. However, that is under ideal conditions.”

"My dude… It’s just a game! Use your imagination, don’t be so rigid!" Patting Gale on the shoulder, Mosquito had a confident smile on his face. "Brother, trust me! I promise it can definitely fly! If it can’t fly, I won’t charge you for it!"

Gale rolled his eyes. "Don’t try to fool me into testing it, I won’t pilot it."

Old White stared at the motor and frowned. "But what about the runway? Even if it can fly... you must have a runway for takeoff, right?"

Mosquito said with a bright smile, "This epoch-making aircraft naturally does not use a traditional runway."

Spring Water Commander vaguely guessed something and he gulped in fright. "Could it be..."