I'm In A Different World, Art Failed The Rankings, And Got The Result Of Encouragement

Chapter 97 Imperial Achievement【Blood Colony】【15 Subscription】

When I saw Mike again.

Whether it's Ulysses or Cordia, the commander-in-chief of the Second Fleet, they all have expressions of disbelief.

At this moment, Mike saw the Ulysses and the others who had landed, and their appearance was like seeing a god.

It's not that the other party is so miserable at the moment. When Cordia and Longbottom left, the supplies they left behind were quite sufficient.

In addition, Austin brought the fleet here to transport several rounds of industrial equipment and - supplies.

Mike and other navies stationed here have a good standard of living.

However, Ulysses misses a point.

These Prouker navies are all real people, even those summoned by the system, such as Mike, all have human desires.

The two-month rotation was originally agreed, but now it has been four or five months since Longbottom and the others left.

The needs of the naval soldiers stationed on Golden Island, including naval officers like Mike, are almost exploding in some respects.

Ulysses patted his forehead when he heard Cordia's vague reminder.

I secretly thought that I was careless, but I forgot about this aspect of my thoughts.

As if thinking of something, Ulysses frowned slightly.

"You didn't do that to the native women on the island, did you?"

Mike shook his head hastily, with an inconceivable expression on his face: "Father of the nation, no matter how much our soldiers need, they are still real people who have received a complete civilized education and have their own bottom line."

"Why do you shoot those chimpanzees?"

Ulysses nodded, feeling slightly relieved.

I don't hope that after many years, a bunch of black and black things will come out of nowhere and shout to me for human rights.

"Don't worry, Cordia is here to take over your garrison duties here. From now on, the Second Fleet will carry out daily patrols and training around Golden Island."

"You come back to China with me this time to form the Western Ocean Fleet"

Ulysses patted Mike on the shoulder, affirming his ability.

Next, Ulysses was taken by Mike to the destination he came to Golden Island this time.

Golden Island Military Industrial Park.

For a few months, Mike and the others exhausted their endless energy in order to find a place to vent.

When Austin arrived with the first batch of industrial equipment, they had already built concrete buildings here, whether it was used as a factory building or as a residence for staff.

There is no problem.

And as the special machinery produced by various machinery factories was transported here by the fleet, a large number of workers from the Kingdom of Prouker who signed the confidentiality agreement were also sent here along with the engineers.

When Ulysses and others appeared in a stamping workshop of the Golden Island Firearms Factory, a group of workers who were still concentrating on their work stared wide-eyed.

One by one looked in disbelief at the Ulysses who were respectfully led in by Mike, the general manager of Golden Island.

Who can appear here has not been investigated and reviewed by Diss secretly.

No matter in terms of identity or ideology, there is enough fanatical loyalty to Ulysses.

Seeing Ulysses coming in at this moment, they all raised their chests and raised their heads, and stretched out an arm straight.

"Long live the Father of the Nation!"

Ulysses smiled back, looking at the items in the workshop.

At this moment, these workers are assembling parts and components in front of the workbenches one by one, aiming at the flintlock guns that will change the world's military structure in the future.

Mike on the side hurriedly opened a wooden box on the side, and among the hay, a flintlock gun with a faint smell of grease on the handle was placed in it.

"Father of the nation, these assembled ones will be sent to the next place for unified measurement in a while, and those that meet the standards will be marked with gun numbers and officially sealed."

Ulysses took the flintlock from the opponent's hand, and it was the first time that he held a gun like this in two lifetimes.

"Father of the nation, according to your requirements, the factory here produces replaceable parts first, and then assembles them in a unified manner. On average, each worker here can assemble thirty such muzzle-loading flintlock guns every day."

Mike explained.

"This speed can be increased when the workers become more and more proficient.

Ulysses nodded and looked at Mike: "Have you experimented with these weapons? How do you feel?"

Mike was a little disgusted.

"Father of the nation, this weapon has a range of only about 70 meters, and its power is quite limited. The most uncomfortable thing is its reloading speed, which is too cumbersome. I think this weapon is not even as convenient as our repeating crossbow."

Ulysses is noncommittal.

A certain dead Qing Dynasty in the previous life also thought the same way when firearms first appeared.

However, how many years the bow and crossbow have been developed in the war, how long has the musket been.

"Trouble is a little troublesome, but muskets are not without their merits. Let the infantry hold this weapon and arrange them in three rows. After the first row shoots a volley, change to the second row, and the third row

"When the round of shooting is over, the soldiers in the first row who have finished shooting have also finished loading their ammunition."

In some special war environments, muskets are better than bows and arrows.

"The most important thing is that the maturity time of a qualified musketeer is much shorter than that of a qualified archer.

While speaking, everyone came to a shooting range.

Ulysses, under the guidance of Mike, added that the production of the muzzle-loading flintlock gun, and even the drawings were provided by himself, and he still knows how to use it.

Soon, a pack of standard gunpowder was poured into the muzzle of the gun, and then a cloth strip soaked in lubricating oil was covered at the muzzle, the bullet was inserted into the muzzle, and the excess cloth strip was cut off...

After a series of operations, the continuous crossbow has fired a round.

No wonder Mike looked down on him.

Ulysses' eyes, however, were bright.

This is the rudiment of a new era, and it's okay to be unpopular at first.

Anyway, my future troops will definitely not use this thing for a long time.

After preparing for a series of procedures, Ulysses raised his gun and aimed at a screaming Nagel native who was tied to a tree not far away.

There was an obvious wound on the opponent's leg, which seemed to be inflamed.

It should have been done accidentally during work, but the garrison of Golden Island would not use antibiotics, which are not much in the Prouker Kingdom, on these guys.

"boom!"

After a crisp gunshot, a puff of white smoke came out of Ulysses' muzzle.

A small hole was suddenly punched out of a tree not far from the Nagel native.

JJ.

Ulysses is not surprised by this, this is the drawback of the original musket.

If it weren't for his body being strengthened, he could go further.

"Nagel Guru Kaji... woo woo woo..."

Mike was a little annoyed by this guy's babbling, so he grabbed a piece of rag and went forward to gag the other person's mouth.

Faced with this guy's terrified begging for mercy and struggling, all the Proukers present didn't feel the slightest bit. In their eyes, "These are just ten beasts with human shapes.

……… Ask for flowers…

Without the value of being slaves, death as a test target is their last value.

Ulysses didn't regard the opponent as a life at all, and the movement of the bullet in his hand was already in shape, and he gave instructions to Mike at the side while loading the bullet.

"You didn't participate in the naval battle with the Gruboni Empire some time ago, but don't worry, these days, the Gruboni Empire has delivered two treasure ships to us, although they also have four treasure ships ……….”

"Bang!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" the native Nagel almost collapsed.

Ulysses is not in a hurry, and continues to clean the barrel and reload...

"There are quite a few islands in the western ocean. Spices, rubber, valuable wood, and special medicinal materials are all resources we need. Although there are many pirates entrenched there, I think this is not enough for you. Say, it shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Mike hurriedly raised his chest and looked up excitedly.

"Father of the nation, don't worry, those pirates will disappear in a short time!"

Ulysses nodded, but said politely: "You don't have to kill them all. If you are smart, you know what to do, right? Like the Galby family I arranged in the Rotis Empire, they can handle some things." well organized."

Mike nodded in understanding.

"boom!"

"Wooooow!"

Heart-piercing and suppressed screams came from the mouth of the Nagel native, and tears poured out like a waterfall.

On the thigh of the place, a blood hole began to gurgle and bleed.

The severe pain made him want to curl up, but because of the rope on his body, he couldn't move, so he could only shake his head violently.

"If this is put on the battlefield and hit by lead bullets, the medical level of those countries is now, and it will be abolished even if it is not dead."

Ulysses knew that lead poisoning was not easy to deal with, and he didn't remove the lead bullets from the wound in time and treat the wound properly.

People are finished.

With Ulysses' ability, with this weapon, it takes three shots to hit one shot. If it is someone else, it may be even more difficult.

Mike on the side spoke at the moment.

"Father of the nation, in fact, according to your request, the factory also produced a short-handled flintlock gun.

Ulysses, who was loading the ammunition, was taken aback for a moment, and then someone brought the things over immediately.

The range of the short-handled musket is not as good as that of the long-handled flintlock, but it is much more convenient to load the ammunition itself.

After all, the barrel of the gun is shorter, and it is easier to operate.

"boom!"

This time, Ulysses shot the native Nagel in the head, and the latter died instantly.

I don't know whether it is luck or really so accurate.

Ulysses narrowed his eyes as he looked at the swarthy corpse being dragged away.

Suddenly said: "Kodia, during the time you are here, you must speed up the cleanup of the natives of the Golden Island.

"I hope that within two years at most, all the natives of Golden Island will be either dead or slaves."

"【Empire Achievement·Blood Colony·Completed】"

"[Officially issued a genocide order against a backward nation]"

"[Reward: Surgeon*1000, Cytology Professor*100, Bacteriology Professor*100 (Reward personnel will be released successively as host admirers, absolutely loyal to the host, please rest assured to use)]"

PS: Yesterday I complained that there was no recommendation, but today I gave a recommendation, thank you brothers for your support, the author is also trying to make a breakthrough, to see if the daily update can be increased from 15,000 to 20,000, thank you for your support.

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