Building a Gaming Empire From Scratch Chapter 128 – Military Merits Falling from the Sky (Extra Update)

Chapter 128: Chapter 126: Military Merits Falling from the Sky (Extra Update)

Seeing Yue Pengju accept the device, only to hold it and stand there motionless, Lincoln finally realized something.

He looked closely and saw that Yue Pengju’s forehead was already covered in a thin layer of sweat, which confirmed his thoughts.

Suppressing the urge to play a prank, he stepped forward and interrupted with a joking tone: “Wait a moment, on the way back, Brother Yue said his stomach wasn’t feeling well. Let him deal with personal matters first before shooting, so he won’t have any excuses if he loses to me later.”

Henry just wanted to see the effects of a professional’s use, so naturally, he wouldn’t make things difficult for Yue Pengju.

Yue Pengju, as if granted amnesty, put down the device and walked step by step towards the bathroom.

He didn’t dare to walk too fast, let alone run to the bathroom in his own home – it was too far for him at this moment!

After returning from the bathroom, Yue Pengju temporarily got rid of the trouble caused by his rebellious stomach, picked up the device, and began to seriously test the shooting.

But the results were far from ideal, not only were the shooting intervals too long, the shooting accuracy was also completely off, many times just brushing past the wooden pieces.

Henry seemed to be thinking about something while Lincoln smiled smugly.

Yue Pengju resentfully said, “These toy guns shoot plastic bullets that are too different from real bullets, making them hard to control. If it were a real gun, this wouldn’t happen.”

Before Lincoln could mock him for being stubborn, Henry directly said, “Why not try it at the shooting range then?”

“No!” Lincoln quickly stopped them, not wanting to make a trip to the shooting range at this time, “Let’s try it here.”

“Here?” Both Henry and Yue Pengju looked confused.

Lincoln pulled open a cabinet by the wall and took out a foldable protective board, placing it against the wall to unfold it.

“This is…” Just as Henry was about to ask, he saw the unfolded protective board and instantly understood.

“Protective board made of ultra-high molecular polyethylene fiber. With this to catch the bullets, there’s basically no need to worry about ricochets.”

As he spoke, Lincoln unfolded the protective board and stood it against the wall.

“But, what about the noise? It might disturb the neighbors or scare someone.”

Lincoln locked the doors and windows, reassuring him: “Don’t worry, the walls have soundproofing, and the doors and windows have also been treated for sound insulation.”

After getting everything ready, Lincoln continued, “Shooting in this room, at most the neighbors would think balloons have burst at home, and it won’t scare them, so don’t worry.”

Seeing Lincoln’s complete equipment, Henry was surprised and a little confused: “How come you have everything? Have you done something dangerous at home?”

“No! Of course not!” Lincoln immediately refuted, as long as they couldn’t find it, it didn’t exist!

“Don’t worry, I’m not trying to hold you accountable, I’m concerned about your safety.” Henry said earnestly, “Dangerous experiments must be carried out in reliable laboratories with complete safety facilities, otherwise, it would be too late for regrets if something goes wrong!”

Lincoln chuckled, drew a few palm-sized circles on the protective board, took Yue Pengju’s gun, turned off the safety, loaded the gun, and replaced the toy gun.

Yue Pengju felt a lot of pressure, as if his entire reputation depended on this round of shooting.

As the “bang bang bang” gunfire sounded, the results came out – seven shots, five hits.

It was a significant improvement, but considering the linear distance was only about 5 meters, the results were definitely not impressive.

Yue Pengju felt embarrassed and ashamed, but Henry was delighted – come on, this was Yue Pengju’s first time using it!

Even if Yue Pengju had a strong comprehensive ability, surpassing many ordinary soldiers, the difference between him and a special forces soldier wouldn’t be too much.

As long as he worked hard in training, there would be a leap in improvement! “This is great stuff! Let’s negotiate the authorization again?” Henry asked eagerly.

“Uh, there are many problems with this thing, right?” Lincoln was a bit uncertain, “With a pistol, I can shoot 80 meters, fire 8 bullets in 5 seconds, with a 100% accuracy rate. But with this, it definitely wouldn’t go over 50 meters, and after each shot, the recoil would cause a slight deviation in the muzzle, making both the firing speed and accuracy problematic.”

This slight muzzle deviation might not have a significant impact at a distance of five or six meters, but if it is extended to 20 meters, it would be quite a problem, let alone 50 meters—a tiny inaccuracy can lead to a huge miss!

Henry and Yue Pengju looked at him with strange eyes, not sure if Lincoln was seriously analyzing the problem or if this was some kind of special humblebrag.

In the end, it was Henry who explained it to him: “Do you know about the curved guns currently used in Daxia?”

“Uh, not sure.”

“They can only turn the muzzle horizontally and do so at a slow speed. After each shot, the muzzle deviation is much greater than the one on your gun.” Henry briefly explained the gun, and then changed the subject: “But in street battles, such weapons are still invaluable!”

“We don’t need to equip everyone with it, just issue it to specific areas with special needs and provide targeted training. Of course, many improvements still need to be made, or, uh-” Henry hesitated for a moment, “we should say, improvements to be undone.”

Lincoln understood completely; setting so many buttons, turntables, and transmission devices was mostly unnecessary and could be done away with altogether.

Not only would it not affect the use, but it would also greatly save on power consumption. A more straightforward structure would improve durability and significantly reduce costs.

The only loss would be—less technological content and a bit more noise when in use.

But Lincoln still had a question, “This thing is only really innovative in the design of its transmission structure, right? It shouldn’t be difficult to figure out, did no one ever make it before?”

Henry patiently explained: “The serious researchers in our system wouldn’t spend too much effort on such a niche direction. There’s no point because anyone standing behind them could just peek. This thing is too specialized. On the other hand, researchers outside our system don’t have the qualifications to study weapons-related stuff.”

After saying that, he looked at Lincoln meaningfully: “You don’t think that anyone could mess with military-related things, do you?”

“Oh, I see,” Lincoln nodded in understanding.

That is to say, this thing is useful, but it has limited use, so it’s not worth the research team’s time and effort to study it. But now that he has created it, it’s a good thing.

As for what the serious research teams were studying, Lincoln didn’t dare to ask, fearing that he would have to sign a confidentiality agreement as soon as he opened his mouth.

“What do you think? Will you sell this technology?” Henry asked.

“Take it if it’s useful, what am I going to do with it?” Lincoln generously offered it for free.

“That’s not good, you should tell me what you want in exchange,” Henry insisted.

Lincoln’s eyes lit up: “Then, how about a gun permit?”

Henry immediately shook his head, “Forget it!”

After that, he didn’t forget to turn his head and solemnly remind Yue Pengju, “Keep an eye on your gun, don’t let this kid touch it and play with it.” “How about 8 million?” Henry asked.

“Really don’t need it, I’d just be keeping it as a toy. Besides, I don’t plan to manufacture and sell it, I’m not an arms dealer,” Lincoln hurriedly refused. “How about counting it towards Brother Yue’s salary? Having such a top-level talent as Brother Yue following me every day without asking for a cent, I don’t feel good about it,” Lincoln suggested.

Henry pondered for a moment, looked at Pengju who was excited to say something, and asked Lincoln again, “Are you sure you want to do this?”

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“Yes!”

“Then this contribution is about enough for a Third Class Merit.”

Lincoln nodded happily, feeling that this was simply a great deal!

Yue Pengju, on the other hand, felt unworthy: he just drove every day and occasionally accompanied Lincoln to taste food in various places, but it felt like he hadn’t done anything.

And now a Third Class Merit just fell from the sky?