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Chapter 397 On Several Methods of Killing the Protagonist
The dwarves, armed with Gatling guns, heavy machine guns, and rocket launchers, opened fire on the fleeing demons.
Flashes of fire and explosions continued.
Demons fell in droves.
For some reason, Lin Mo couldn't help but laugh when he saw the dwarf wielding a weapon that was longer than his own.
It's so hilarious!
But the next second, his eyes widened suddenly.
In the footage, hundreds of miniature tanks drive out of the underground tunnels.
The tank is only two-thirds the size of a normal tank, clearly designed for dwarfs.
Putting aside the complex electronic systems, that's definitely out of the question. Did the dwarves solve the most basic engine problem?
In the scene, flames spew from the cannon muzzle as the cannonballs accurately hit the demons.
boom!
Boom boom boom!
The explosion was deafening.
Based on the power, Lin Mo could tell that it was still a shell from the Great Xia Dynasty.
At this moment, everyone in the command center stood up.
"The dwarves... have made a replica of a tank?" Zhao Gang was completely astonished.
Long Zhan narrowed his eyes.
"It seems so."
Zhao Gang took a deep breath.
"This speed...is much faster than we expected."
Lin Mo analyzed:
"In fact, the dwarves' forging techniques are already top-notch."
"Furthermore, they obtained actual tanks from the Great Xia Dynasty, disassembled them, studied them, and replicated them..."
"Tanks have a relatively simple structure, so it's understandable that they were able to copy them so quickly."
Tanks are designed with powerful firepower in mind, hence the large caliber of their cannons.
To make it move, a towing cannon was used.
However, it wasn't flexible enough, so tracks, a driver's cab, and an engine and gearbox were added.
To improve survivability, heavy armor was added, which led to the tanks we know today.
That's all there is to it, and it's easy to understand.
It's normal for the dwarves, as the strongest manufacturing race on Terra, to understand this clearly.
Long Zhan nodded and said:
"The absence of infantry fighting vehicles and armored vehicles is likely due to demand."
"The tanks' powerful firepower and defensive capabilities are what they need most right now."
"Armored vehicles, with their armor and high-speed mobility, provide sufficient defense and maneuverability."
Zhao Gang shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"But since tanks have already been developed, the imitation of other equipment won't be too far off."
"From now on, they're probably going to steal our business."
With the war between the various tribes now over, it had unknowingly become late at night.
Zhao Gang rubbed his eyes, stood up, and let out a long yawn.
"I'm getting old, I can't keep going anymore."
"You two, let's go. If you don't go to sleep now, you won't be able to get up tomorrow."
Long Zhan turned his head, his joints cracking.
Zhao Gang looked at Lin Mo, who was still sitting in his seat, and smiled:
"Commander Lin, what's up? Same old story tonight?"
Lin Mo shrugged, his tone helpless.
"Yeah, I can't sleep anyway."
He spread his hands.
"Besides, you'll be back on Earth as soon as you fall asleep, so you might as well learn more."
Zhao Gang and Long Zhan exchanged a glance, their eyes flashing with obvious envy.
"I wish I had unlimited energy like you..." Zhao Gang shook his head and chuckled.
"This ability is truly enviable."
"No need to sleep, eight extra hours every day."
"Over the course of a year, they live a third longer than us."
"That's like extending your lifespan in disguise. Judging from your expression, you're a bit ungrateful!"
Lin Mo felt a little embarrassed.
"I didn't want to either. I don't know why God chose me to time travel..."
"Alright, alright, the more you talk, the more jealous we get. Keep learning your magic; we want to learn it but can't. No, this is getting angrier!"
Zhao Gang turned around, waved his hand, and walked out the door.
"We mortals need to go to sleep first."
The sound of their footsteps gradually faded into the distance.
Lin Mo then got up and left the command center.
The night breeze was slightly cool.
The campsite was brightly lit by streetlights, and the asphalt road reflected a pale yellow glow.
Lin Mo walked along the road, looking at the three- to five-story modern buildings on both sides.
Some windows were still lit, and you could see shadowy figures moving around.
Clearly, some people are still working overtime.
He looked up at the sky.
Two crescent moons hung in the night sky, radiating a silvery-white light.
"If it weren't for these two moons..." Lin Mo murmured to himself.
"I thought I was on Earth."
Back at the entrance of my residence.
The two guards behind him stood straight on either side of the gate, their posture impeccable.
Lin Mo was already used to it, nodded, and pushed open the door.
He had only taken two steps inside when he suddenly stopped and came back out.
"Wu Suowei".
The guard on the left responded immediately.
"Commander!"
Lin Mo waved his hand.
"You don't need to stay here all the time."
"I'll just stay inside and read and study. It must be so boring for you all to stand here all night."
He pointed around.
"Moreover, there are patrols everywhere in the camp, so it's very safe."
"Besides, I'm at least Tier 3 now, a pistol can't kill me."
"I don't believe anyone would dare approach this place with a rifle!"
Wu Suowei shook his head.
"Sir, killing someone doesn't necessarily require a gun."
He paused, seemingly feeling that using Lin Mo as an example directly was inappropriate, and then said:
"I immediately have more than ten ways to kill high-defense targets, such as orcs."
Lin Mo raised an eyebrow, intrigued.
"Oh? Tell me about it."
"I'd like to know how an ordinary person can kill a target that is invulnerable to weapons."
Wu Suowei remained silent for two seconds before speaking.
"First, food poisoning. Those with a Tier 3 constitution have strong resistance to toxins, but they are not immune. Ingesting sufficient amounts of cyanide, ricin, or tetrodotoxin will be fatal."
"Second, water pollution. Long-term exposure to low doses of heavy metals can lead to the collapse of the nervous system when it accumulates to a certain level."
"Third, suffocation. Even in a confined space where oxygen is depleted or carbon monoxide is released, one still needs to breathe."
Fourth, high temperature. In a closed room with continuous external heating, the body loses water and organs fail.
Fifth, low temperature. In extremely cold environments, the rate of body heat loss exceeds the rate of recovery, leading to death by freezing.
"Sixth, explosives. Close-range C4 or landmines are too much for a Tier 3 fighter to withstand."
"Seventh, sleeping pills. These make people lose their senses and become completely at their mercy."
"Eighth, drowning. Forced water into the lungs, leading to suffocation and death."
"Ninth, electric shock. High-voltage current disrupts the heart rhythm, resulting in instant death."
"Tenth, assassination with a sharp weapon. While the victim is asleep or relaxed, a sharp weapon enters the brain through the eye, killing instantly!"
Wu Suowei finished speaking, his tone calm.
"If any of the above methods is executed properly, the third-order target will surely perish."
"If you'd like to hear more, sir, I've come up with a few more. Would you like to hear them?"
Lin Mo felt a chill run down his spine.
So, in Wu Suowei's eyes, there were more than a dozen ways to kill himself?
He snapped out of his daze and waved his hands repeatedly.
"No need, no need. I'm sorry, I didn't consider everything."
"I...I thought Tier 3 was pretty safe."
"So it's that fragile?"
Wu Suowei shook his head.
"Sir, our results are the result of professional training. It's normal for everyone to have their own expertise. You don't need to apologize."
"And we can replicate the training on a large scale, which you can't."
"In terms of importance and ability, we are not even one ten-millionth as important as you."