Inside the unbearably hot stamping workshop, the final assembly and testing of the bullets was underway,
As a gigantic finished bullet appeared before everyone,
The patterns of chains that should have been there could still be seen on the surfaces of the casing and warhead, while the entire thing was covered in tightly arranged "bumps."
These small bumps would be activated simultaneously when the bullet was fired.
They would all protrude outward from the heat produced by the gunpowder exploding inside. As the bullet left the barrel, the bumps would form needles, maximizing the pain attribute contained within the warhead.
The Pain Bullet had passed the factory's safety inspection and could be used normally as ammunition. According to the jointly devised blueprint, it could now be produced independently.
However, because of the special properties of the Suffering Iron Chain, even if the entire factory devoted all its production capacity to it, it could produce fewer than three bullets a day at most.
Therefore, it was best to use conventional bullets as the main ammunition and mix Pain Bullets in among them during actual combat.
"Finally finished! Thanks for all your hard work."
Yi Chen gently rubbed Little Grape's hood-covered head. During this period, it had not had a moment of rest,
Perhaps because it was directly connected to firearms, Little Grape had monitored the bullet production from start to finish and had used its eye technique several times to assist with manufacturing.
"Come to think of it, I seem to have spent a long time in the workshop. I wonder how far the carriage has gone."
When his consciousness returned to his body, his ears quickly picked up a strange sound, like a bonfire burning,
Unlike the hoarse shriek firewood gave off at the end of its life, it sounded