"What is this!"
Picking up the leftmost model on the bed, Su Mo examined it carefully and asked curiously.
From its appearance.
The model looked a little like a Rocket Launcher. It was cylindrical, with a pitch-black interior, and he had no idea what kind of ammunition it held.
Beneath the cylinder was a proper-looking shoulder-mounted device. Combined with the rest of it, the weapon somewhat resembled a short-range, ground-to-air missile from the civilized era.
But there was one problem: so far, no flying foreign races had appeared in the Wasteland, nor was there any threat from the skies.
Developing missiles?
That seemed somewhat impractical.
"Oh, Big Brother Su, you mean this? This is an Air Cannon. The rear of the long barrel compresses air. Once the compression ratio reaches its limit, you can pull the trigger to fire."
"According to the finished product's data, charging one shot takes around four or five minutes. Its effective attack range is 120 meters, and its power is roughly equivalent to... two detonators?"
Scratching her head, Guan Yu took a thick stack of papers from beneath her pillow. She found the page belonging to the Air Cannon and handed it over.
From the initial concept to the development process, from overcoming difficulties to producing a prototype.
The reason they had developed this thing in the first place was simple. The Mountain Moon Territory was too poor, yet it needed a weapon powerful enough to threaten its enemies.
After thinking it over, Guan Yu had suddenly come up with the cheapest thing of all: air.
Naturally, this Air Cannon had stood out from among all the weapons.
Unfortunately.
"The finished product's drawbacks are simply unbearable. Not only do you have to carry a generator as its power source, but the generator's noise also combines