N-A-A Chapter 114 Testing the Gun and Parting
Chapter 114 Testing the Gun and Parting
"You don't seem very happy?" Lorne looked at Danitz's face and found that he wasn't as excited as expected.
"Bullshit... I'm happy you're leaving!"
"Do you know what I've been through these past few days covering for you?!"
"They didn't dare say much to the captain or you, so they all turned their anger on me..."
"So you don't want me to leave. Even though they're pointing the finger at you, you're still my substitute."
"If I leave, they'll have you completely under their control, won't they?"
"Of course!" Danitz exclaimed excitedly, but a moment later he became dejected.
"But no matter what, you saved my life and helped me several times, and now you're just gone..."
"Hmph..." Lorne chuckled softly.
"Danitz, what a pity... I wish you were a woman."
"Your interesting personality is such a cute thing!"
"Shit." Although Danitz didn't know what "cuteness" meant, he understood the meaning behind Lorne's teasing tone.
"You should be worried about yourself..."
"The sea is a wild place. Don't let your pretty boy look attract the attention of some sailors."
"Why can't I be noticed by a beautiful woman?" Lorne retorted with a smile.
"Speaking of which, the world is full of wonders, maybe there really is a way to change one's gender." Lorne suddenly had an interesting idea.
"If that's the case, then the people who've got their eye on you are probably that kind of guy. After all, you're a gigolo," Danitz said, continuing Lorne's line of thought.
"Hmph..." Lorne chuckled, choosing to end the topic.
These are topics that friends can chat about briefly; there's no need to delve deeper.
Besides, given Danitz's personality, continuing the conversation would only go on forever.
He has no desire to be a bandit's wife.
……
A few days later, in the gun repair room.
"Bang!" Lorne was in a good mood as he watched the shotgun in his hand work successfully.
"However, some modifications and practice are needed to become proficient at one-handed reloading."
After several days of effort, Lorne successfully churned out the m1887. Although some details were a bit rough, it was functional in general.
And he just executed a cool one-handed reload.
"Not bad!"
"Can I see it?" Danitz, who was watching Lorne fiddling with the gun, was also impressed by the cool reloading action.
"Sure." Lorne didn't hesitate and handed the gun to Danitz.
Danitz reached out and took it, examining it closely. "Does this gun have a name?"
"A name..." Lorne fell into deep thought. It couldn't possibly be called M1887, because the timeline wouldn't match. Besides, it would easily expose my identity as a transmigrator.
"Let's call it Ripper, Ripper Type 1." After thinking for a few seconds, Lorne remembered the name of a shotgun from a shooting game he played as a child before he transmigrated.
"The Ripper... Surprisingly good."
Danitz examined the gun in his hand, somewhat eager to try it out.
"If you want to try firing a shot, then go ahead," Lorne said generously.
"I'd also like to hear your specific opinions on this gun, its feel, its ergonomics, and so on..."
"Then I won't stand on ceremony." Danitz recalled Lorne's reloading posture and began to move.
He gripped the gun handle with his right hand and began to spin it. The heavy gun drew an arc in mid-air, and the lever mechanism swung downwards due to centrifugal force.
However, in that instant of spinning, his palms became sweaty, and his fingers twitched involuntarily.
The gun suddenly became unresponsive.
"Oh no—"
The trigger guard grazed his index finger, followed by a deafening bang.
"Bang!"
"Ah! It's gone off! It's gone off!"
Danitz clutched his abdomen and collapsed in pain.
"As expected, people who aren't familiar with this gun are prone to accidental discharge when reloading with one hand..." Lorne muttered to himself, looking at Danitz who was slumped on the ground in front of him.
The one-handed cocking maneuver is indeed too demanding; to achieve perfect success, it will probably require further design and modification.
The governor's gun in Terminator also seems to have been specially modified... Lorne recalled some news he had seen on his phone before he transmigrated.
"We need to add a safety feature, make the rings bigger, and change the handle length..."
"Hey... Stop thinking about your lousy design and come save me!" Danitz wailed.
Sequence 7 can't withstand shotgun shells with its bare hands.
"Don't worry, you'll be fine. I used blank cartridges in my experiment..."
"Blank rounds?" Upon hearing this, Danitz stopped wailing and struggling.
"Although blank rounds at such close range can still be lethal, for an extraordinary person, it's at most equivalent to being punched."
"It seems that it really is..." Danitz stood up in a daze. Apart from the initial pain, he didn't feel any pain afterward.
"Your crappy gun is not safe at all," he said with a hint of disdain.
"That's because you don't know how to use it... You should be glad this isn't a Sten gun, otherwise, even if it's a blank, that burst would be enough to hurt you."
"Sten? What's that?"
"It's nothing, just a gun that's extremely prone to accidental discharge," Lorne explained casually.
……
"It seems your experiment was a success." A short while later, Edwina also came in.
"Hmm, not bad." Lorne handed the shotgun to the other person.
"Captain, be careful, this gun could easily go off." Danitz warned, recalling his own experience.
"The captain isn't as stupid as someone else," Lorne joked with a laugh.
"captain……"
"I have connections with some arms factories, and I plan to find a way to mass-produce this gun..." Lorne briefly explained his idea of expanding and strengthening his business.
"Captain, are you interested in investing? You can remain anonymous."
Tsk, just like a glib salesman... Danitz, standing to the side, showed great disdain for Lorne's words.
A captain as composed as him would never be swayed by such rhetoric.
"Okay." Edwina nodded.
"What! Captain, Brando is completely unreliable!"
"Hey, Danitz, I don't like hearing that. What do you mean I'm unreliable?"
Although he said that, Lorne didn't actually expect Edwina to agree so readily.
"I can invest £5000."
5000 pounds, that's not a small amount, much more expensive than Danitz... Lorne swallowed hard.
Seemingly noticing the puzzled looks on their faces, Edwina explained:
"Through these past few days of learning, I believe Brando is a reliable person, and..." She paused for two seconds before continuing:
"It doesn't matter if the investment fails. Remember the key that Brando retrieved before? He deserved that money."
Successful investments yield huge profits, while failures don't amount to much loss. No wonder he's a follower of the god of knowledge and wisdom... Lorne sighed inwardly.
However, without any conditions attached, this 5000 pounds is essentially something I can spend as I please.
"Brando, I'm here today to inform you that your course is coming to an end," Edwina said calmly to Lorne.
"It seems it's time to part ways." Lorne smiled helplessly.
"No, you can stay on the Golden Dream if you wish," Edwina said sincerely.