Chapter 1115: An Epochal Missle Test
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A weekter in the valley of the Impassable Mountain Range
After the previous napalm missile test, the valley became Rnd’s new test site. Since there were more visitors from the northwest of the citying to the Misty Forest than ever, it was now practically impossible to simply create a clearing in the suburb to conduct the test. Therefore, Rnd had to pick a new test site that was closer to the North Slopeboratory and attracted less attention from the public.
Considering their weapons would be increasingly powerful in the future, it was only natural to relocate the test site.
This time, Rnd was going to test out the anti-demon rocket-propelled grenade he had previously worked on.
With the development of the industrial technology as well as abundant research, it had only taken Rnd five days toplete the test - the shortest so far in Neverwinter.
Nevertheless, the speed test was alsorgely attributed to the simple structure of the grenade itself.
In Rnd’s previous world, even the worst terrorist who barely knew anything about military weapons was able to produce a giant home-made RPG with a gas can and a hosepipe. If equipped with a pickup truck, they could transform the RPG into a self-propelled multi-gun. As the industrial system in Neverwinter steadily matured, Rnd could now produce a rudimentary grenade effortlessly.
"So, I just need to aim the missile head at the target and then pull the trigger, right?" said Alethea brightly as she scooped up theuncher with her tentacle. As a former Senior Blessed Warrior, she was very interested in the new firearm, especially when this firearm was particrly designed to defend against the demons.
Except, the whole situation was a little strange and creepy as far as Rnd could see.
What he saw now was a huge blob monster covered in tentacles holding an RPG, which was not amon weapon it normally used - as depicted in horror movies. More often than not, a tentacle monster like that would attack their enemy with their fatal stare, swords and shields, a powerful sucker, and special body fluids. An RPG, in this scenario, was simply a little out of ce.
Rnd asked the original carriers to conduct the test purely out of safety concerns. Neither the soldiers nor the God’s Punishment Witches could possibly survive a close-range shot when the firearm was unintentionally discharged. Only the original carriers had the ability to transport the weapon with their tentacles to a remote, distant area and thus avoid such unfortunate idents.
"Just make sure that you aren’t pointing your tail at yourself or anyone," Rnd said as he coughed. "Go ahead."
Alethea gave her main tentacle a quick tap ofprehension and pulled the trigger.
A sudden sh erupted from the muzzle and zoomed across the field toward the target 100 meters away.
The projectile gently arced in the air and hit the lower part of the target. With a deafening crash, the targetted iron case rolled over on the ground, fully intact.
Compared to the earth-shattering roar of the Longsong Cannon and the furious mes that overcast the sky produced by the napalm bomb, the performance of this weapon didn’t seem very satisfactory. The explosion emitted hardly any gunfire, dust, nor particles. Within a few seconds, the wind had dispersed the faintest hint of smoke produced by the bomb.
The atmosphere became awkwardly silent.
Only Rnd didn’t look too disappointed at the result. On the contrary, he said smilingly, "Go retrieve it and take a look."
Soon, two God’s Punishment Witches brought the iron case back.
"Well, this..."
As they approached the case and examined it carefully, they found a scorched white mark at the bottom of the case, at the center of which was a small dent that was three fingers wide.
"Did the missile prate it?" Pasha asked curiously. "It wasn’t slow but not fast either. At least, it appears to be more powerful than a regr bullet. I don’t think a revolver could do that."
"I don’t think a Mark I type HMG could do that either," Alethea remarked as she drew closer. "This iron case is a replica of the stone pir thrown by the Spider Demons. It’s stered with steel tes as thick as a man’s finger, so it isn’t easy to prate. Right, we put a tester in it earlier. Open it and see what it looks like now."
When Alethea stretched out two of her tentacles and opened the heavy lid of the case, everybody gasped in surprise.
The several chickens Rnd had hung with an iron wire from the ceiling of the case to simte the demons in the stone pirs were now nothing but a pulp, topped with a few burned, ckened chicken feathers.
"It seems to be working," Rnd said while nodding in satisfaction. He was more surprised at the fact that Alethea had hit the case with one single shot than the burned chickens, for he had thought it would take at least five or six shots for a sessful attempt.
Rnd had foreseen that the explosion would not produce dazzling mes or earsplitting noises, because, essentially, the missile did not release considerable energy. The direct result of low reaction energy was the low velocity of the projectile.
When the amount of gunpowder remained constant then therger the missile head was, the greater the air resistance would be; the heavier the missile head was, the slower it would travel through the air. To enhance the firing uracy, Rnd abandoned the idea of using a huge caliber weapon but confined the caliber of the grenade to 40 millimeters, which was the same as that of the barrel. The front part of the missile was shaped as a cone in order to reduce air resistance.
Based on the firing result, the missile seemed to be quite steady when it streaked across the sky. Although it was much smaller than a Panfauster, it wasrge enough to pierce armor tes of ten millimeters thick. Currently, the missile was almost as powerful as the stone pir projected by the demons.
"Do you think this weapon could defeat the Senior Demons?" Rnd asked as he turned to Pasha and the other witches.
"Well... " Alethea spoke first. "It’s hard to say. There are strong and weak Senior Demons, just as we have Extraordinaries and Transcendents. If our enemy is swift and fast or happens to be a Magic yer, then... to be honest, the chance of hitting it in its face is very slim. They can easily dodge the grenade while the grenade is traveling in the air. However — "
She broke off and continued with an abrupt rise in her voice, "This is definitely an epochal weapon, Your Majesty, because it closes the gap between demons andmon people. It offers us an opportunity to outnumber our enemy. I can’t praise this novel invention enough!"
"Exactly," Pasha rejoined smilingly. "It was impossible for a mortal to wound a Senior Demon in the past. If we had such a weapon in the Taqu age, Lady Natalia would be thrilled."
"And I just discovered another way to significantly improve the uracy rate," Alethea said while swaying her main tentacle.
"Yes?" Rnd said as he looked at her. "What is it?"
"To equip each individual God’s Punishment Witch with this weapon," Alethea answered in exhration. "Only the Extraordinaries can rival the Senior Demons. If the enemy is shot in the face, then there’s no way it can survive the shot, no matter how strong it is!"
"Don’t worry. It’s an individual weapon, and certainly everybody will have one," Rnd promised with a smile. "So will the God’s Punishment Witches."
The next step would be further increasing the power of the missile while maintaining its current traveling speed and overhead cost. Meanwhile, Rnd had to also create a new weapon that had arge caliber to target the Spider Demons that moved much slower than the Senior Demons. Considering they would eventually invade the demons’ city and the Spider Demons would very likely lurk around alleys and streets, Rnd felt it necessary to develop a new type of bomb as early as possible.
While Rnd was deep in thought, his guard suddenly came to deliver him a message.
"Your Majesty, Sir Sean and his rescue team have returned from the Kingdom of Wolfheart. They’ve just reached the dock by the inner river."