Big Quinn and Godzilla moved quickly, and the goods from the two storage units went into the Iron Knight.
Some of the more valuable items were put into the Hellcat's trunk. The advantage of a muscle car was that the trunk was very big.
Li Du sat in the driver's seat and played music. Suddenly, the Harman Katton subwoofer under the trunk started roaring.
The Hellcat was not only good at running, but its accessories were also very luxurious. There were 18 speakers in the car, which was enough to give people a strong sense of hearing.
However, all the sounds of nature could not compare to the roaring of the HEMI engine. He turned the key to start the engine, stepped on the accelerator, and the car roared out.
"Medicine! Medicine! Medicine! Check it out! Fight your mother's nose is enough! Ten, thousand, spit, broken, buddha — who is singing! Move hit hit! Warm up the loneliness … "
Hans twisted his body crazily to the music. Ah Meow and Crispy Noodles, who were in the back, were confused and used their claws to cover their ears.
They had good hearing. The sound in the car was not very loud, but when combined with Hans's howling, it was a little deafening.
Hans's behavior reminded Li Du of a famous saying: Music is a shortcut to communication between different languages.
He usually spoke Mandarin, but Hans did not learn much. However, this guy had learned most of the Chinese songs that he usually played.
For example, Hans sang the DJ version of "Above the Moon" very well.
They did not go straight back to Flagstaff, but to Veterans World first.
The salesperson already knew them. When she saw the two of them, she asked, "Are you looking for Morris?"
Hans said, "Yes, tell him we brought a fun guy."
Soon, Morris, who had received the news, walked out with a big belly.
From afar, he laughed heartily. "Haha, you guys are here again? Welcome, welcome. Every time you come, I make money. This is great. "
"This time you're going to make a lot of money." Hans went over and immediately put his arm around his shoulder.
Morris asked expectantly, "What is it?"
Hans brought him to the parking lot at the entrance. Godzilla opened the car door, and the trench mortar appeared in front of them, the muzzle pointed straight at them.
At the sight of this cannon, Morris's eyes widened and his breathing quickened.
Hans stood in front of him and asked, "What do you think? Do you like this thing?"
Morris pushed him away rudely and shouted, "F * ck, I love it! How did you get your hands on this thing? Can you travel through time? "
"Of course not," Li Du laughed.
Morris said excitedly, "Why not? How could it not be possible? Last time, you brought a machine gun from World War II. This time, you brought a 170-caliber trench gun from World War I! "
Li Du asked, "This is a 170-caliber trench gun? It's a product of World War I, right? "
Morris nodded and said, "Yes, this bad-tempered fat boy was a product of the First World War. Don't underestimate him, guys. This guy was a star at that time!"
Li Du said, "Tell us about it. Obviously, you have a unique understanding of it."
Morris said, "Let's talk about its origin first. Since the beginning of the 20th century, the warring parties have been confronting each other with the help of the Deep Trench Rampart."
"You know, the purpose of the trench is to avoid machine gun fire and artillery bombardment. Ordinary artillery can't do anything to these fortifications, so the trench gun was born.
"The German army especially liked this kind of gun. This 170-millimeter trench gun is one of the best of them. Go, can someone bring me a ruler?"
Morris shouted, and a waiter brought him a roll of ruler.
Li Du did not understand what he wanted, but Morris used it to measure the length of the barrel of the cannon.
After measuring the length, Morris said excitedly, "76.5 centimeters, this is the improved version with a longer barrel. The original 170-caliber trench gun was only 64.6 centimeters long."
"Such a short barrel, how powerful can it be?" Hans asked.
The length of a cannon's barrel was closely related to the initial speed and range of the shell. In theory, the longer the barrel, the better the effect of the high-pressure gas in the barrel on the shell, the higher the initial speed of the shell, and the longer the range.
"It depends on what you want it for," Morris said. "The purpose of the trench gun is to destroy fortifications on land, and its range is not far. The maximum range of this gun should be 1,600 meters, and the effective range is 300 meters."
Hans shook his head and said, "That's too close. Machine guns can easily deal with it."
Hearing this, Morris laughed and said, "No, machine guns can't do anything to it, because it can hide in the trenches, and that's how it got its name."
Compared to the shells used by ordinary artillery, the shell of the trench mortar could carry more explosives, and the trajectory was more curved, so it could hide behind the trench and hit the target behind the obstacles.
In this way, with the trench mortar, as long as the trench was dug not far from the fortifications, it could be blown up with shells.
For the infantry, this thing was an important helper. Without the trench mortar to destroy fortifications, they would have to carry explosives to destroy the enemy, and that was how the First Army was sacrificed.
"During World War I, the 170-millimeter trench guns increased from 116 to 2,361 by the end of the war," Morris said. "It was well received at the time."
"And then?"
"Then it was eliminated, because it was too heavy. After installing wheels, this gun could be transported by four people over short distances. But without wheels, it would take 17 people to carry it. "
Morris continued, "Besides, the width of the trench was not enough, so it could only raise the angle of elevation. If it was too high and the distance was too close, it would be a live target outside the trench. Also, trench warfare often requires charging and retreating, so this thing is a burden. "
"But after all, it was a star, so it should be worth quite a lot, right?" Hans asked.
Morris nodded and said, "You guys found the right person. If you hadn't found me, this gun might not have sold for a lot of money."
Hearing this, Hans perked up and said, "How much can you give me for this gun?"
Morris said, "Don't be in a hurry to negotiate, I have to check if it's real."
As he said this, he climbed into the car and looked at the base of the gun, nodded and said, "There's Rheinmetall's logo, and it's well preserved. At least the lower part is fine."
He checked some of the parts one by one, and after a round of inspection, he got out of the car and called someone to go to the warehouse to take something out.
When the thing was taken out, Li Du and the others were shocked. "D * mn, you're not going to fire the gun, are you?!"
Morris's employee took out a shell from the warehouse, and it was a big shell, like a small bucket.
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