1130 Close-In Defense Gun.
It was a close-range defense weapon system with eleven 30-millimeter rotating barrels, eleven gun barrels, and two ammunition compartments. It could lock onto more than forty targets at once.
Its maximum firepower was 11,000 rounds per minute, or roughly 183 rounds per second.
Of course, the radar, fire-control system, aiming system, infrared tracking system, and other functions involved were beyond his current use.
Even if he wanted to use them, he had no idea how long he would have to commune with spirits before he could realize them.
Compared to the 1130 Close-In Defense Gun, an eleven-barrel 30-millimeter Gatling gun would be easier to create.
He could even reduce it to seven barrels.
As long as it could maintain a firing rate of several thousand rounds per minute against targets within an area, that would be enough.
Anything more would be wasteful.
"The target is clear, so..."
Gu Jinlai's thoughts surged.
The final streak of pure light poured directly into the little conscious body sitting cross-legged atop the Green Lotus.
In the next moment, the structural composition of osmium-iridium alloy flashed rapidly through his mind.
Osmium, a Group VIII element in the sixth period of the periodic table, with the symbol Os, atomic number 76, relative atomic mass 190.23, melting point 3,045 degrees, boiling point 5,027 degrees, density 22.59, a hexagonal crystal structure, parameters a = 273.44 pm, b = 273.44 pm, c = 431.73 pm, α = 90°, β = 90°, γ = 120°, Mohs hardness 7...
Iridium, chemical symbol Ir, atomic number 77, atomic weight 192.22...
The data flickered through his mind for only three seconds before his thoughts were guided toward the 1130 Close-In Defense Gun.
In an instant, all the information he had once popularized about this close-in defense gun came rushing back.
Under his precise recollection, the bullet-making process, gunpowder-making process, and industrial structure were rapidly comprehended and engraved in his memory.
"Discarding-sabot armor-piercing fin-stabilized rounds, radar, electronic equipment, and related systems can be set aside for now..."
Countless images flashed like lightning.
The technologies involved left Gu Jinlai helpless.
A preindustrial ancient society manufacturing an 1130 Close-In Defense Gun?
That was a joke.
The bullets alone would require an astronomical amount of effort.
Rather than expend energy on a close-in defense gun, he might as well build a Gatling machine gun and obtain a bullet production line.
His thoughts shifted, and every scrap of information about this machine gun was excavated from the corners of his memory.
Because this kind of machine gun had been widely used in attack aircraft, helicopters, armored vehicles, and gunboats, his brain held even more related information than it did about the 1130 Close-In Defense Gun.
Yet even so, the procedures were still not detailed enough.
"If Heaven gives me a chance to return to Blue Star, I'll definitely study hard and devote myself to learning."
Gu Jinlai deeply grasped the true meaning of the saying, "Master mathematics, physics, and chemistry, and you'll fear no place under Heaven."
No!
It was the truth!
After his mind had finally formed a vague impression of the Gatling machine gun and bullet-making process, the pure light dissipated.
"The data isn't detailed enough,"
Gu Jinlai said.
Still, the lack of detail was only right.
It would be strange if every piece of data concerning a national weapon like the 1130 Close-In Defense Gun had been thoroughly researched.
"Compared to the 1130 Close-In Defense Gun, the manufacturing process of the six-barrel, 7.62-millimeter 'Thunderclap' Gatling is easier to realize in the short term. Its standard firing rate is 2,500 rounds per minute, with a maximum of 6,000. Its one-kilometer range is a little short, but for shooting elite soldiers at the average Body Tempering level, it's enough."
Even someone as powerful as a Core Former could cross only fifty or sixty meters in a second at most when exploding with power.
Moreover, explosive speed was different from normal speed.
A Core Former would need at least a dozen seconds to cross a kilometer. In that time, the "Thunderclap" Gatling machine gun could pour more than a thousand bullets into him.
"The key is that compared to the enormous size of the 1130, this six-barrel Gatling is easier for me to carry."
Gu Jinlai already had a plan in mind.
He would manufacture one Gatling gun.
In addition, he would make a portable 1130 Close-In Defense Gun model and spend a long time communing with spirits over it.
The details?
The fire-control system?
A mature Spirit Artifact had to learn how to grow into the form its master desired.
Gu Jinlai began preparing to forge his new equipment.
Just as his forging platform had barely begun operation, Fang Que, the garrison commissioner of Lingxiao City, expended considerable effort to obtain intelligence from the western branch of the Meteor Guard City.
Although Gu Jinlai had dragged every Meteor Guard into the operation to surround and kill the Wang Clan disciples, he still could not make everyone keep their mouths shut without leaking a trace.
Thus, when the garrison commissioner learned that Gu Jinlai had actually used bloody methods to kill Wang Dongyu and the two Core Formers of the Wang Clan who had rushed over to reinforce her, he opened his eyes wide in disbelief.
"Wasn't Gu Jinlai supposed to have already fallen from the Spirit Refining realm? How could he reverse the situation under the siege of so many experts and take control of the western branch?"
"The Wang Clan's Core Formers secretly controlled a Meteor Guard. Through threats and inducements, they finally got that Meteor Guard to speak. According to him, although Ancient Demon Gu is no longer a Spirit Refiner, he has still retained formidable combat power. Compared to a peak Core Former, he is no weaker."
The man standing before him was his capable assistant, Jiang Qing, who was likewise someone who had formed a core from condensed qi.
He said solemnly, "According to him, it wasn't only Ancient Demon Gu who was powerful. His eldest disciple, Su Nanxing, also possessed combat power comparable to a peak Core Former. Wang Duanliu, a renowned Core Former of the Wang Clan, died beneath his sword."
"Su Nanxing..."
Fang Que knew this man.
Gu Jinlai's eldest disciple.
He had indeed successfully formed a core.
He simply had not expected Su Nanxing's combat power to be so formidable that he could kill the renowned Wang Duanliu head-on.
"Two peak Core Formers. Su Nanxing held two of them off while Ancient Demon Gu erupted and killed Wang Dongyu. Once Wang Dongyu died, the Meteor Guards were intimidated by Gu Jinlai's ferocity and surrendered under Zhao Fan's leadership. In the end... the western branch fell into the hands of that demon lord..."
Jiang Qing spoke in a low voice.
After hearing him out, Fang Que's expression turned somewhat ugly, but he quickly regained his composure.
"I clearly warned Wang Dongyu that Ancient Demon Gu had come with hostile intentions. Yet they still treated it with utter disregard. If more than just Wang Duanliu and the other two Core Formers had gone from the Wang Clan—if the entire clan had poured out—how could that old devil have gotten what he wanted?"
Fang Que gave a cold snort.
"Ancient Demon Gu brought not only his disciples, but also dozens of experts from the Gu Clan. The sheer scale of this operation proves that he was after something enormous."
As Jiang Qing spoke, he glanced at Fang Que.
Clearly, he believed that Gu Jinlai had come to seize power, replace Fang Que as Lingxiao City's garrison commissioner, set Lingxiao City straight, and return it to the rule of Starlight City.
"Such a meddlesome bastard! We were living perfectly well in Lingxiao City. Under my governance, the four seas have been at peace, and there hasn't been a single conflict between martial forces. Yet he had to come and shatter our peaceful lives!"
Fang Que slammed his palm heavily against the armrest, smashing it into wood chips, and shouted angrily, "This is simply too much!"
"My lord, everyone is watching us now. If we fail to respond..."
Jiang Qing hesitated.
"I originally intended to wait until he accomplished nothing in Lingxiao City before driving him back to Starlight City. I never expected him to act with such cruelty! Hmph! No wonder he's a heretical devil!"
Cold light flickered in Fang Que's eyes. "Even a lion uses all its strength to kill a rabbit. From today onward, in dealing with Ancient Demon Gu, we must plan as though we were dealing with a Spirit Refining giant!"
"A Spirit Refining Giant!"
Jiang Qing trembled.
That level of importance...
If word spread, it would be enough to make any Core Former feel proud for the rest of his life.
"To surround and kill a Spirit Refining-realm demonic giant, we either deploy three Spirit Refiners or ten Core Formers skilled in coordinated battle formations..."
They did not have ten Core Formers skilled in coordinated battle formations.
But...
If the Wang Clan members were included, they could still gather a dozen or so Core Formers, along with dozens of Qi Refiners and Gang Condensers.
"The Wang Clan has lost three Core Formers and dozens of elite disciples in one stroke. I refuse to believe they'll let this go."
Fang Que said directly, "Contact the Wang Clan's patriarch! The two of us will join forces and make Gu Jinlai understand who truly calls the shots in Lingxiao City!"
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