The correct way to open the elf

Chapter 63 Demon Hunting Gun

Everyone thought that Herbert's last shot missed the target, but they saw that Herbert had already calmly ejected the shell and placed the gun on the table beside him.

Marshall, who made a friendly guest appearance as Feng Yu's little herald, waved the flag in his hand. The halfling in the bulletproof pit jumped out of the pit, pulled out the target and ran towards the crowd while carrying it.

Feng Yu glanced at the target and said, "Thanks to Herbert for his wonderful performance. All three shots hit the target. He is indeed one of the best marksmen among the elves. He can maintain a perfect hit rate at this distance just by sight. It's amazing."

Feng Yu gave tons of free likes and threw them to Herbert without blushing, which made Herbert, who always had a serious face in front of Anthony and flattered him, smile and wrinkle his eyes.

Feng Yu continued, "You see, this kind of top-grade heavy armor of the dwarves could not penetrate it at a distance of 200 meters. The bullet was embedded in it. Under the huge kinetic energy, the wooden target was broken. Although it failed to penetrate, the impact force was at least equivalent to being hit by a hammer from a dwarf warrior. I'm sure the person in the heavy armor would not feel too good.

As for this light armor, you see, it has been penetrated by bullets. No matter who is inside, there will be a hole in the body, because the light armor will cause the bullet to roll and cause greater damage to the flesh inside.

There is also this double-layer hard leather armor, which penetrates easily without the target even moving. If such a bullet does not encounter bones in the body, it will basically penetrate the body and make a bullet hole that is transparent from front to back. If it encounters bones, then the person is finished, and the rolling bullet and broken bones will cause greater damage in his body.

With this level of damage, he could only hope to meet a great mage who specialized in medical magic and could use the great mage-level healing magic to save his life. Not to mention whether such magic existed, even if it did, it would be best if it was instantaneous, otherwise it might be too late.

This is still an ideal situation where the person is lucky and has a long life. In most cases, such injuries will basically lead to death immediately. "

Listening to Feng Yu's explanation, everyone got goose bumps all over their bodies. Their eyes changed when they looked at the Elf Rifle on the table. Even Herbert, who fired the gun, was stunned. He had been testing the gun yesterday and had no time to think about the problem of damage.

However, the alchemist Clarence said, "Will it cause more damage if poison is applied to this kind of projectile? After all, this kind of projectile that penetrates into the body cannot be taken out like an arrow."

Feng Yu shook his head and said, "That's not necessary, because the bullet is fired at such a high speed that it rubs against the air violently, which will knock off most of the medicine. In addition, the high temperature generated by the gunpowder and friction will also make most of the medicine ineffective.

Also, if the bullet is not removed from the body, the wound will become infected and fester even without medicine. If it is not removed, the person will basically die. What is the point of using poison?!"

Clarence asked, "How do you deal with this kind of injury?"

"We have medical technology that is more powerful than this weapon. We can remove the bullet and ensure that it will not be infected. So as long as the internal organs are not seriously damaged or the artery is punctured and bleeding to death, we can save the patient.

However, this kind of damage is rare. After all, weapons are designed to destroy the enemy. People who are hit by such weapons and are only slightly injured can only be attributed to luck. They should not die. Therefore, medical treatment is only a supplementary measure to combat war injuries. "

The conversation between Feng Yu and Clarence once again gave the people around them goosebumps.

A water healing mage asked, "Do you have magic that can remove foreign objects from the body?"

"No, just use tweezers to remove it. If you can't remove it, use a knife to cut open the skin and then remove it."

The water healing mage curled his lips and thought to himself that if he didn't want to reveal it, then forget it. Why bother talking nonsense? !

Feng Yu smiled helplessly and said, "I really didn't lie to you. As long as you avoid the blood vessels, you can naturally do this. This is the medical technique of my hometown. I will tell you about it another day."

He felt that if these mages who were proficient in water-based healing arts learned how to perform surgery, it would be amazing. However, Feng Yu estimated that they could not accept the prerequisite skills of modern medicine, anatomy.

"Okay, let's talk about this another day. We have other weapons to demonstrate next. Marshall, notify them to prepare!"

This time, Marshall changed to a very long flag and waved it vigorously a few times. In the distance, another flag was waving a few times in response.

"The long-range target is ready for shooting."

Feng Yu nodded and looked at Herbert. Herbert picked up the big gun with a cylinder on the table, opened the bracket, and placed it on the shooting position.

An elf archer nearby whispered, "This target... must be two miles away..."

Everyone realized something was wrong. They could indeed see the target in the distance where the flag was waving. However, at this distance, it could only be hit by magician-level sight locking magic and tracking magic, or by large-scale group attack magic. Would it work with a weapon that fired projectiles? !

Herbert lay prone on the shooting position, but did not start aiming and shooting immediately. Instead, he grabbed a handful of dry soil, raised his hand and let the broken soil fall naturally from his hand, in order to observe the wind direction and wind force, and then he moved close to the sight, holding his breath and concentrating.

After a loud bang, Herbert and the gun shook violently. Herbert took a breath, pulled the bolt, and loaded the bullet again.

After three gunshots, everyone felt a buzzing in their ears. At this time, Herbert had stood up and rubbed his pointed ears hard.

Marshall began to wave the flag, but this time everyone waited for a long time before a few dwarves came over carrying two iron plates, including Dick.

When Feng Yu saw Dick, he finally realized what was happening. No wonder he didn't hear the short guy yelling just now. It turned out that he had run to the target.

As expected, before he got close, Dick's voice came first: "Brother Darren, this time two bullets penetrated the second layer of iron plate, and one bullet got stuck on the top. Weapons like yours have made me lose confidence in my heavy armor. It's really too terrifying."

Two iron plates with concentric rings painted on them, which were used by the dwarf blacksmith to make heavy armor, were brought before everyone's eyes. Dick said loudly, "Look, these are the marks left by the bullets fired from the demon hunting rifle. All three bullets hit the target from two miles away. Two of them penetrated two layers of iron plates, and the third one got stuck on the second layer of iron plate and did not penetrate it."

The thickness of the iron plates used by the dwarves to make heavy armor is about one centimeter, which is still ranked among the best heavy armors on the continent of Grien. Dwarves are not gods, and it is impossible for them to fight wearing armor that is too thick. It is not that they cannot make it, but that it is too heavy. No one can fight flexibly while wearing half a ton of iron.

(End of this chapter)