Captain Jack of Azeroth

Chapter 91 Good Luck and Bad Luck
Soon, Jack finished modifying the drawings.

Under everyone's gaze, Jack tried to rub the parts by hand, but the Titan Iron Ingot didn't move. This made Jack dumbfounded. Isn't it magic to make it with bare hands? How can there be a time when the spell fails?
Muradin reminded, "Perhaps you could use the power of the furnace."

As he spoke, he brought Jack to the furnace and said, "Titan iron ingots are much harder than other metals. It takes a lot of magical energy to make them by hand. If you don't have enough magic power in your body, you will fail."

"The same is true for forging. So in order to ensure the success rate, we usually use the energy of the furnace. Although the furnace has no magic, these burning flames are its energy."

Under Muradin's guidance, Jack slowly learned how to use the power of the furnace.

Sure enough, with the help of the energy from the furnace, the Titan Iron Ingot finally changed its shape and turned into individual parts according to Jack's wishes.

Because Jack lacked operating experience, the parts he produced had large errors. Jack kept making modifications, and after several hours, he finally finished the parts for a pistol.

After assembling the pistol, Jack quickly tried out its various functions.

Switch the safety, load and unload the magazine, pull the bolt, shoot without a gun...

After the set of moves, everyone watching was dazzled.

"Okay!" Jack put down the pistol and started to modify the bullets. There were still a lot of bullets for the double guns, but the caliber of the new guns was larger, so they needed to be modified before they could be fired.

The modification was also very simple. Jack simply replaced the bullet with a larger shell. This increased the bullet's flight speed, but also reduced its power. However, it was just a test shot of the new gun. As long as it could fire and the progress was accurate, it was enough. He did not pursue power.

A few minutes later, everyone came to the open space behind the blacksmith shop, where there was a human-shaped target used for testing weapons.

The dwarf Firebeard volunteered to move the human-shaped target to the foot of the mountain, twenty yards away from the crowd. When he ran away, Jack aimed his gun at the target and pulled the trigger.

Huoxu immediately ran back, shouting, "It hit him on the forehead, a little to the right of the center."

"It seems that the accuracy needs to be adjusted."

Jack said this and turned back to the smithy, while the others ran to the target to watch Firebeard dig out the bullet. The bullet penetrated deep into the wood and almost went through it.

"It looks very powerful!"

"Of course, if this was a humanoid creature, it would have been killed."

"Even if it's the wizard's magic shield, I'm afraid it can't block this shot, right?"

After Jack adjusted the sight, everyone ran back and continued to watch Jack shoot. After several repeated adjustments, Jack made a large-caliber bullet for test firing, and finally announced that the pistol was completed.

Muradin said happily: "Young man, its appearance will leave a strong mark in the history of short guns. Give it a name!"

Jack looked at Muradin and said, "If I hadn't come to Northrend, if there happened to be Titanium here, and if I hadn't happened to meet Lord Muradin, then it wouldn't have been born. Such a coincidence represents my good luck, so let's call it good luck!"

Everyone nodded, this was indeed a good name and very appropriate.

There were still some Titan Iron ingots left, and Jack used them to make another pistol. However, the pattern on the handle of this pistol was the opposite of Good Luck, and Jack was going to use it with his left hand. Jack named it Bad Luck, and encountering it would be bad luck for the enemy.

These two guns will accompany Jack with a single shot, making Jack's enemies terrified of them.

Muradin admired Jack very much and insisted on having a drink with him. At the table, Jack quickly became friends with the dwarves and made friends with them.

Jack realized that if he had become a dwarf, he might have become the most respected blacksmith in Ironforge.

What a pity, fate plays tricks on us!
After getting drunk, Jack stayed at the gathering point for half a month and made a batch of bullets suitable for good luck and bad luck. Ordinary bullets, tracer bullets, explosive bullets, high-explosive bullets... Especially high-explosive bullets. Titanium is corrosion-resistant. Jack directly discarded all the high-explosive bullets of the double guns and made the raw materials into high-explosive bullets for good luck.

The buckles on the belt have also been replaced, with half of them used to hold the magazines of Good Luck and Bad Luck.

I prepared some dry food and drinks at the gathering point, bought a traveler's backpack, and set off with Muradin and others.

Muradin's group of dwarves consisted of more than 30 people, all of whom were members of the Explorers' Guild. The Explorers' Guild was formed by dwarven explorers, and its main purpose was to search for relics and treasures left behind by the Titans.

They came to the northern continent this time to learn from the ancient books that there was a Titan city here. They already had an advance team that entered the mountains to explore. Huoxu and his team stayed at the gathering point just to wait for Muradin, but they didn't expect to see the birth of a pair of legendary short guns.

“It was well worth the trip!”

Even on the road, Huoxu was constantly sighing.

Jack followed them into the mountains and parted ways with them on the trail.

Muradin said that Titan cities are usually built in the mountains, so the dwarves have to go deep into the mountains to search.

Before setting off, Jack bought maps of other gathering points and prepared to visit them one by one to see if he could find that "unknown ore".

Of course, this was just a statement to the dwarves. Jack went west to solve the lantern problem and see if he could collect some Titan iron. Thirty gold coins a pound was expensive for others, but for Jack, who had the treasure from the shipwreck, it was a drop in the bucket.

Walking out of the mountain road, there is a huge crack, which has become a valley because of the snow cover.

Jack looked at the tree next to him and walked over. He took out his axe, chopped it down, split a few boards and dried them, and made a few skis. He made some buckles on the skis to fix them on the shoes.

He took out some iron ingots and made some ski poles. He fixed the skis, pushed with both hands, and rushed forward quickly.

Jack kept a high level of vigilance while traveling through the valley. In such a complex environment, he didn't know if there were any wild animals hiding.

Sure enough, Jack was right.

A snow leopard was hiding in the corner and suddenly jumped out, but it underestimated Jack's speed. Jack bent down and rushed under its belly.

The snow leopard ate a mouthful of snow, then looked up at Jack's receding back in confusion. How could this prey run so fast?
Without even turning his head, Jack pointed his ski pole, made a 90-degree drift, and disappeared from the snow leopard's sight.

(End of this chapter)