Legend of the Star Sea: Dirge of the Nature Spirits

"Good name!"

Muye smiled happily and arrived near the shooting range in an instant.

Because there were outsiders present, Iris and other crew members immediately stood at attention and saluted when they saw Muye flying towards them.

"Your Highness, are you here?"

"Well, let's see how you get along."

With a thought, Muye activated the gravity generator of the armored boots, which instantly attracted the deck.

The power armor on her body instantly transformed her dress into a military uniform.

She walked to the weapons table, caressed the huge and ferocious mk.2 Caul bolt rifle, and marveled.

Muye looked at the huge gun that was almost longer than his own height and picked it up curiously.

"Such a large firearm must have strong firepower, right? What's the ammunition capacity?"

Technical Sergeant Thomas scratched his bare head with the mechanical appendage on his back, and said with an awkward smile: "The standard magazine has 30 rounds, and the expanded drum has 100 rounds..."

"Ah? So few?? Isn't it because the dimensional storage cabin has not been used yet? The firepower sustainability is very bad, right? I remember that the firing rate of our star shuttle array launcher is about 1-9 rounds per minute."

Seeing the embarrassed smile of the honest giant, Muye stopped talking and stopped talking.

"Sorry, I made a mistake. Can I try?"

Saying that, Mu Ye picked up the huge firearm and was eager to try it.

Iris reminded worriedly: "Your Highness, be careful, this thing is very heavy!"

Muye didn't take it seriously:

"It doesn't matter. Can it still weigh as much as me? Can I try?"

"Of course! I have released the biological insurance and the machine soul has been calmed down. You can fire at any time. However, the recoil is very strong, so please be careful."

Mu Ye was stunned when he heard this. Does this thing also have that magical machine soul in it? ? ?

But she didn't ask.

Muye easily raised the huge mk.2 Kaul type bolter without a butt with one hand and aimed it at the target in the distance.The specially made treasure-type power armor on her body provided her with tremendous strength, allowing her to easily lift the huge firearm and complete the aiming action.

Unfortunately... the distance between her fingertips was too small and she couldn't reach the trigger... so she had to raise the gun with one hand and press the trigger sideways with the other hand.

"Watch out! I'm going to fire!"

As he said that, Muye freed up one hand and stuffed it into the huge trigger guard; he put his fingers into the palm of his hand and placed it on the huge trigger... and pressed the trigger to the bottom... ...

After the 2 trigger strokes were completed, the huge roar was deafening.

The huge decibel noise caused the anti-explosion protection of Muye's armor to be activated.

Within 0.6 seconds, the bolt gun was empty with 28 bullets left.

Muye was caught off guard and frightened by the huge sound and the muzzle flash that was almost half a meter long.

Only after the sound of the empty warehouse hanging up sounded did he come back to his senses.

After magnifying the eyepiece, I discovered...

There wasn't a single bullet hole in the target she originally aimed at...

On the other hand, 30 meters away, next door, the armor provided by the Eldar Tribe had 28 large holes in the chest, almost as big as a bowl, and was almost broken by bullets along the waist.

Iris asked with some confusion:

"Huh? Your Highness, are you aiming at the armor of your Eldar friends? I think you should be aiming your gun at..."

"Ahem... Iris."

Muye glanced at everyone from the corner of his eyes, feeling embarrassed and wanting to use his feet to stamp several holes in the deck below.

"Don't... don't worry about the details. Without intelligent core ballistic assistance, just hit it."

Then she lowered her massive bolter.

It seems that he wants to justify his marksmanship.She activated the weapon array mounted on her power armor, and two six-unit star shuttle launchers appeared on her left and right forearms.

Raise your hand and shoot.

The sound of "Puff, puff, puff" echoed throughout the city.The moment the sound of a flying dragonfly rapidly vibrating its wings was heard, everyone in the entire operating room was stunned on the spot.

Because the target location hundreds of meters away was in a mess as if it had been blown by a hurricane?

The terrifying rain of bullets, the explosion shock wave mixed with particle clusters, completely destroyed everything that served as a target...

In the center of the explosion, the Imperial Standard Type 3 power armor was riddled with holes. In the belly of the armor, where the shield generator had been, a large hole nearly 10 centimeters in diameter was emitting ionized fire.

Seeing the power caused by the "pocket gun" mounted on Muye's forearm.Everyone present suddenly gasped.

"This this......"

Thomas said incoherently: "This... This is simply... a gun!! At least 4-5 heavy wind blasters can have this power... .."

"What cannon?" Muye looked at Thomas.

Thomas swallowed and said:

"My auspicious count is at 14000 rounds...are your magazines empty?"

"No! It fired less than one percent of the bomb load."

"One percent?... Mr. Muye, does your weapon have any "Tinker Bell" pockets?"

Muye was stunned when he heard this.

Tinker Bell? ?Immediately he realized that he was probably talking about Fat Blue’s Doraemon...

"No, we have dimensional storage technology on our power armor. That's the use of... Forget it, I can't explain it clearly. You'll understand it later in the meeting."

"Um."

Muye ignored the individual weapon handed to her by the beauty of the Eldar Tribe for her to test fire, and turned towards the corridor.

While walking, he said: "Iris, take the guests to the Naku War Conference Room. Yili should be ready."

Thomas stared at Mu Ye who was going away in surprise, and murmured to himself at the position of his wrist:

"It's possible to store so much ammunition? What is the concept of this... Weapon designers in this world are definitely... crazy enough!"

"Haha, Mr. Thomas, you are so funny."

"I'm telling the truth! This kind of technology has gone far beyond science, it's too metaphysical! Dimensional storage technology, placed in the firing port of firearms? You... are so beautiful, do you still suffer from the fear of insufficient firepower? Symptoms?"

"what is that?"

"Our Chapter Leader often talks about it verbally. It is said that the symptoms of the disease have different manifestations depending on the number of enemies and the killing efficiency. Mild symptoms include beating one's head and beating one's chest... "

"Oh, we're both healthy and don't suffer from this disease."

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Iris, who was absently replying to Technical Sergeant Thomas, received the technological data sent by Muye, and her heart skipped a beat, almost screaming.

Mu Ye... she really gave the other party technology! ! ! ,

Isn't this a token of love? ? ?

"That's it, Captain Iris..." Thomas looked at Iris, who was not much shorter than him, and calmly blocked the Eldar Prophet Eve behind him and said, "If you are willing, I am willing to do it for you. Armor, okay? Force feedback style armor from our Imperial Battle Sisters."

"no need."

The dazed Iris unconsciously rejected Thomas: "I have my own armor."

Suddenly, she seemed to come to her senses.

Iris looked into Thomas's eyes, smiled slightly and said, "Sisters of war? Do you nuns who serve God still need to fight?"

Thomas sighed, feeling annoyed that he could not complete the task of being the leader of the chapter and teaching a different civilization.Hearing this, he suddenly became interested.

"No, the nuns in the empire have many different branch forces, and the one responsible for fighting is one of them."

"Can I send it for a look?"

"Of course!"

Technical Sergeant Thomas pulled the golden hairy creature aside and raised his hand to show Iris the picture of the nun on the armor arm display.

Muye, who had subconsciously forgotten the golden cat at the shooting range, just returned to his room below the command cabin with Gaowanhe in his arms.

Before she lay down to rest, Illya sent a prepared message.

"Your Highness, the conference room and agenda materials are ready."

"...Okay, I'll be there in a minute."