Chapter 326:

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Chapter 326: Under the evening darkness, a massive transport convoy was traveling along the road eastward from Pioneer Fortress. The scale of this convoy far exceeded that of ordinary merchant caravans, with over 20 large carts just for transporting heavy cargo, while an entire production line for manufacturing firearms was dismantled and moved piece by piece like ants carrying food. This was only a small portion of the production lines that the Carpe family had obtained from Seicob City. As the capital of the Portia Federation, while its industrial capacity couldn’t compare to the “Bourbon Industrial Belt” within Goldflower’s borders, it was still first-rate by Transia’s standards. Unfortunately, those glorious days had all faded into time. This production line was meant as a gift to demonstrate “sincerity” to be delivered to Governor Murphy’s territory, with the timing perfectly calculated to avoid the wasteful behavior of transporting all production lines before factory construction was complete. After all, as qualified capitalists, these production lines could earn a lot of money every day under the commerce guild controlled by the Carpe family. This was just the first shipment. If the initial cooperation with Governor Murphy proved satisfactory, subsequent production lines would be transported to suitable locations at an accelerated pace. The steam railway tracks being officially pushed forward by the Goldflower Kingdom were steadily advancing toward the East Prussia region. The Carpe family was jointly providing some financial support for this project along with several other noble families. Once the railway reached Pioneer Fortress, this land would forever belong to King Louis. Just as the Transians couldn’t understand how the northerners conquered the great wilderness under nearly impossible conditions, the northerners couldn’t understand how the Goldflower Kingdom so quickly absorbed newly acquired power and transformed it into usable strength at an awe-inspiring speed. The continuously laid railway tracks were the kingdom weaving stronger blood vessels for itself, the factories along the railway were the backbone supporting its body, while the steam trains constantly moving forward represented the roaring arrival of a new era. Goldflower had already boarded the train, but unfortunately Nordtov missed this one, and the Portia Federation was in an even worse situation, they didn’t even qualify to enter the station. “The border between East Prussia and Transia is just ahead, miss.” A female knight in light armor, riding a war horse adorned with elaborate armor, rode to the large carriage at the front of the convoy and reported to the curtained carriage: “The Fire Fox Mercenary Band’s leader asked me to inform you that the road ahead into Transia may not be so peaceful. That old mercenary who’s traveled north and south lived in Transia for several years, and he says this land is full of despicable gnoll bandits and unreasonable vampire blood servants. We may encounter threats, so he hopes to take over the convoy’s escort duties.” “Oh?” A drowsy voice sounded from inside the carriage as Lieutenant Frayzer’s fiancee, Miss Becky of the Seville family, asked puzzled: “Why would he have such presumptuous thoughts? Isn’t the Fire Fox Mercenary Band just the ‘black gloves’ cultivated by the Carpe family in East Prussia? What makes him think I would hand over the entire convoy’s escort duties to him? Is that wandering mercenary leader taking advantage of my supposed ignorance? This entire production line is worth far more than his shabby mercenary band. Reply to him for me, tell him to just do what he’s supposed to do! Frayzer entrusted this task to me because he trusts me, how could I let my good brother down?” “Um, miss, that’s your fiance, not your brother.” The female knight serving as guard from the Seville family rubbed her neck with extreme helplessness and said quietly: “The family head is very satisfied with the progress of your marriage to Lieutenant Frayzer, he even gave up plans to annex the Beverly family’s territory just to leave a good impression on his future son-in-law. If he knew that you and your fiance referred to each other as siblings, I’m afraid the family head’s heart condition would act up on the spot.” “Hehe, he wouldn’t, my father is the shrewdest merchant.” Miss Becky was quite open-minded about it. She joked with her childhood playmate and guard: “Want to bet that when my father learns the truth he won’t get angry, but will be even more delighted? For him, as long as he can have a closer relationship with the Carpe family and extract benefits from it, that’s enough. The means to achieve this goal are diverse. Whether it’s packaging up his daughter who couldn’t get married for many years and sending her to the bed of the Carpe family heir, or letting his eccentric daughter become best friends with that sole heir, these are all viable options. So I’m not worried at all about this ‘little secret’ being exposed. Hmm, this was actually Frayzer’s analysis before departure, and I feel his analysis is quite accurate. What do you think? Liwen.” “I still think you and Lieutenant Frayzer are a match made in heaven, a perfect combination of beauty, strength and wisdom. Your children are destined to become the pride of the Goldflower Kingdom.” The female knight named “Liwen” shrugged. She glanced at the starless evening sky, then looked ahead toward the wilderness leading to Transia. After a few seconds, she tilted her head to listen to some sound that seemingly only she could hear, then gripped the sword at her waist and said softly: “I have a bad feeling, miss. Perhaps you should put on your armor now.” “Oh, is your faith warning you?” Miss Becky’s voice clearly became “excited” as metallic collision sounds came from inside the carriage. She asked with interest: “You’ve never told me which god you worship since childhood, but I’ve seen you pray, and it’s different from both the old religion and Winter Wolf Church rituals.” “Miss! This isn’t something you should be considering. I don’t tell you only to protect you. My deity doesn’t wish for His majesty to be known by too many people here, and I’ve told you since childhood that I am merely the eyes of the deity, bringing Him more worldly matters that He wishes to see.” Knight Liwen’s tone clearly became more serious. She stopped chatting with her young lady and spurred her horse forward to discuss the route choices after entering Transia’s territory with the Fire Fox Mercenary Band leader at the front of the convoy. Meanwhile, on a mountainous area within Transia’s territory ahead of this convoy. A large-scale night barrier conjured under Femis’s direction covered the surrounding cliffs, preventing an entire force hidden here from being tracked and sensed by the outside world. There were quite a few people here. On the NPC side, besides the young lady and her several servants, there was also Hunting Baron Kudel, Blood Rat Gang leader Dorothy, and Osprey Knight Valand with two squads of wing cavalry who had rushed here from the forests outside Seicob City. On the player side, besides Brother Stick and Meow King’s team who personally triggered this plot, there was also Soldier Strike Macho’s team who had become protective knight followers of Public Protection Officer Kudel, the Blood Rat Gang’s thieves and assassin players led by Frostfang Claw. Finally there was Countess Sharon’s only apprentice, Brother Loyalty. This guy was a manufacturing player, with a character level of only 7 and hadn’t escaped newbie status, but he was the most eager among everyone present. There were two reasons for this! First, Brother Loyalty viewed this upcoming rescue operation as a testing ground for “new weapons.” At his waist was a special spirit bag filled with various weapons he had created after “brainstorming” with Countess Sharon these past few days. Second, as the designated manager of the “First National Armament Factory of Transia,” Brother Loyalty knew very clearly that the goods being transported by this convoy directly affected whether his business could open on time and make money. For both emotional and rational reasons, he naturally couldn’t allow a bunch of Wolfsbane dog bastards to destroy his first step toward making a big splash in Transia! “They’re here! They’re approaching the border, so many people, with big and small packages just like a refugee convoy! Moving like ants, quite spectacular.” Tobacco Mulberry who was hiding in the night barrier controlling detection magic suddenly shouted, causing the little players scattered around cleaning their weapons to immediately become energized, while the NPCs also stopped their quiet discussions of affairs. The wing cavalry mounted their horses, while the vampires spread their wings. They didn’t know when the Wolfsbane clan’s ambush would begin, but those bastards definitely couldn’t guess that a force planning to be the “third party profiting from conflict” was already lying in ambush here. Old Tune picked up his hunting rifle and started loading bullets, but was immediately stopped by Brother Loyalty. “Come come come, brothers, throw away those fire sticks in your hands, tonight use the ‘new weapons’ I brought, consider it a combat test for us, let’s see how powerful the ‘otherworld weapons’ I made are.” Brother Loyalty took out a large box from his spirit bag and threw it on the ground, kicking it open to reveal neatly arranged rifles inside. “Holy shit! 98K!” Giant Shark Uncle immediately let out a strange cry, which earned him Brother Stick’s super eye roll of disdain. “Don’t call everything you see a 98K, that only exposes your um, deficiencies in this area.” This veteran soldier made a sarcastic comment. He bent down to pick up an antique-looking rifle from the box, quite smoothly giving it a hard flick, with a click sound as the gleaming bayonet popped out and locked beneath the barrel. “Fully stripped-down SKS” Brother Stick made several shouldering and aiming motions, then ejected a bullet to look at it, turned back to look at the proud Brother Loyalty and said with an odd expression: “Why use full power rounds? Also, don’t tell me you hammered this out with pliers?” “Of course not, I only provided the blueprints, these are all my little mentor’s works, my hands aren’t that skilled.” Brother Loyalty laughed. He picked up a rifle himself and held it, saying quietly: “The engineers here are all monsters, they have very special casting methods that can almost perfectly reproduce the designs on blueprints with quite exquisite processing, but that method can only hand-craft collector’s items. Even Countess Sharon’s production speed can’t keep up with large-scale weapon deployment. So, when it comes to large-scale production, there’s definitely no way to make such ‘fine products’, but I’ve already finalized several gun designs that can be quickly produced in the armament factory to equip Governor Murphy’s soldiers. As for why use full power rounds What kind of ridiculous question is that? You don’t actually think those little peanuts from our side can crack open a vampire or gnoll’s skull, right? Full power rounds are truly good civilization in this fantasy world full of demons running wild! Excessive power isn’t a problem at all. If it weren’t for the standard loading table not being compiled yet, I would have made dum-dum bullets too. Those things seem too extreme on our side, but they’re just right here. Here, I also prepared special bullets for you.” He threw out another ammunition box, took out ammunition bags from inside and distributed them to others, explaining: “These are all spitzer bullets loaded with combustion gold powder, with super strong stopping power that can cause very terrible cavity effects. As long as the target still has flesh and blood, they’ll basically die if hit, even transcendent creatures will end up seriously wounded. If we used these things on our side, everyone standing here would end up in military court, one and all, but there’s no such problem here. I used different powder charges to make the armament factory’s first loading table, so besides testing guns tonight, we’ll also test what damage different powder charge bullets can do on Wolfsbane vampires. If possible, try to switch between different bullets when using them.” “Hehe, good stuff.” Gunner Old Tune was very satisfied. Although he had only handled guns and shot targets during military training in reality, he really had big opinions about these “neither fish nor fowl” guns in the game. The accuracy of spherical bullets could be guaranteed at short to medium range with the kinetic enhancement of combustion gold gunpowder, but the trajectory at long range was simply horrific. He had wanted to change them for a long time. “Brother Loyalty, got any good stuff for me?” Old Tune carried a Remington for close combat on his back and received two bags of bullets, coming over with a grinning face and rubbing his hands, saying: “We also know you manufacturers have difficult circumstances, so forget about the Barrett, but at least give us sniping brothers some family benefits, hook us up with a Mosin-Nagant.” “What Mosin-Nagant, here’s this for you.” Brother Loyalty took out a sniper special type rifle and threw it to Old Tune, who caught it and looked it over repeatedly, extremely pleased. “Ha, Mrs. Springfield, very nice, you really know your stuff.” Tune happily gave a thumbs up, then activated item identification to take a look, finding that although this thing was hand-crafted, its quality wasn’t low: Name: “Mrs. Springfield” Prototype Sniper Type No.1 – Otherworld Classic Firearm Quality: Masterwork – 【Prototype】 Veteran Traits: Enhanced Accuracy – Enhanced Critical Strike – Weak Swift – Can Install Tactical Attachments Special Effects: 1. Steady Shot: After stable aiming with this weapon for over 1 second, hit rate and destructive power will be increased. Due to engineering charge components used in gun body manufacturing, critical hit damage from this weapon hitting enemy vital spots can reach up to 600%. 2. Queen of Night Lights: Tracer rounds fired from this weapon will ignite targets, applying 【Burning】 status. Crafter: Sandra Sharon Seicomere Lessenbra Item Description: 【Don’t mess with Mrs. Springfield, besides being kind to her owner she has quite the temper.】 “Hey, does this thing have tactical attachments?” Old Tune hugged his new gun like treating his bride and was just short of giving it a kiss, then turned his head to shout at Brother Loyalty, but the latter had no time for him. This new gun hadn’t even been tested yet, who had time to make attachments? If you want a scope go find someone else to make it, he’s going to be an arms tycoon in the future, very busy. “Brother Stick, you assault team members use these.” Brother Loyalty threw several classic Remingtons and a large bag of buckshot to Brother Stick and Meow King. Everyone was naturally happy to get familiar style weapons, especially those spitzer bullets coated with maintenance oil, which made Joy Stick put them right under his nostrils and take a deep sniff. Ah, that familiar feeling finally returned! It would be even more perfect if someday Brother Loyalty could make an AK or Type 56 assault rifle. “Hey, they’ve jumped out!” Tobacco Mulberry issued another warning from his side. Within the observation range of his detection magic, he saw that Carpe family merchant convoy was ambushed by Wolfsbane vampires as soon as they crossed the Transia border. Those bastard thugs seemed unwilling to wait even one minute longer, and worse, there seemed to be a “rebellion” within the convoy itself! “F**k, why are the convoy guards starting to cut down their own people?” Tobacco Mulberry jumped up in shock and shouted to those nearby: “Are they Wolfsbane’s inside agents?” “They’re hidden blood servants.” The young lady expressionlessly removed the night barrier, twirled the Night Howl Staff in her hand, and her huge bat wings flapped to lift her into the air as she casually explained: “This is vampires’ most commonly used tactic! We never stupidly wait for potential enemies to come exterminate us, nor are we stupid enough to go develop our own servants in others’ camps. We only put our best blood servants out in the open waiting for behemoths like the Carpe family to recruit them into their own system. When encountering vampires in unfamiliar territory, you must remember this point, any compatriot you meet could be a vampire’s lackey. Sigh, I suddenly realize there may be reasons why other races hate us.” “Stop being so melancholic, little girl!” Kudel beat his wings and flew past in the air, gripping the Griffin Great Sword he called out to the young lady: “You and I will lead the vanguard to scatter those Wolfsbane pups, remember what you promised Murphy, no running off randomly!” “Got it.” Femis took a deep breath, following closely behind Kudel as they flew toward the ambushed and now burning convoy ahead. The wing cavalry and little players followed closely behind, while Brother Loyalty who was last rubbed his mechanical claws together, bent down to take out a heavy “big tube” from his “personal” wooden box, skillfully opening the handle to pop out the crude sight. His eyes were full of anticipation. “Ha, although it’s only WWII level, it should be fine for burning a few vampires to death, so, let the iron fist of another world bloom tonight! If I researched this during work hours I’d definitely get into very troublesome matters, but no one manages me here. I suddenly found that I’ve come to like this cursed place. This is truly a dangerous temptation. Ah, I probably understand now why this cursed game would trigger so much attention.”

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