Jack takes a good look at the man in front of his eyes. The first thing we checked was the presence or absence of a gun. It seemed to have jumped from where the gunshot sounded, so it was quite natural to check from there. Lucky or unfortunate, there was no gun in the woman's hand. At any time, I felt like I could reap the intention of trying to hide from the trees next to me.

Compared to Jack observing the woman slowly, he notices clearly restlessness and embarrassment. Jack squeezes the handle of the sword so that he can swing it at any time. I remembered a rabbit that was shivering from a predator who suddenly appeared behind the foam that couldn't even do this.

The hood looks like long, raw hair, but the body is completely covered by the robe you're wearing. However, a meaningful curvature suggested that she was definitely a woman.

"D, are you with them?"

It was a fluttering voice, but it was definitely pretty smooth. In case Jack tries to attack, he aims at something that looks like a magic wand, but his arms are shaking pitifully as well. But Jack didn't slow down. It could have been acting as a precaution. If you feel the urge to recite the spell, I will rush in and cut it down immediately.

One hand? '

Jack picks on the woman's words. It seemed like there was another group of people listening to the woman. It doesn't seem like a favorable group for women, given the way you talk and act there.

Back then.

Fluffy.

"Arabic show?"

You hear a strange voice as the forest creaks. I can feel the woman's fury. Jack glances at the newcomer without slowing his guard against the woman.

There were two characters. One looked like a warrior, covering himself with solid steel armor and carrying a bigger shield than his body. The other was a man wearing lightweight leather gloves. It looked like the players were both wearing masks. Looking at them, Jack stopped at the man in leather armor. I stopped at exactly what the man was holding.

'That one.'

An item held by a man in leather gloves. It was a gun.

A wooden body and a metal gun, a trident, and a trigger part. The gun looked like a type of rifle, given its elongated extension.

"There's one more."

A man in iron armor who had a slow look at the situation Jack and the woman were facing said as he looked at the man with the gun.

"What do I do?"

"What should I do?"

The man with the gun said without a word. A man who sweeps his gun as if he were lovely suddenly put a gun to his shoulder with the skull of the gun pointed at his head. He was the one with Jack.

"We don't have people, but we've got one more game."

Jack gives you goosebumps.

Bang.

The gun bursts into flames. When the ball struck the bullet, the gunpowder that exploded in the impact emitted flames and gases and shot the bullet out of the shell. The shot was rotated by the steel wire of the gun and increased its power. The shredded bullet quickly narrows its distance from the target.

"Hehe!"

Jack leans over sharply. He avoided the body automatically due to the sudden and tremendous warning. The sound of the air rupturing in my ears passed by. The sound alone made my hair stand still.

'It's a fake attack.'

You quickly move the body that is about to fall out of balance and set it up where you want to fall over one foot. Then he quickly hid behind the tree next to him. You reach out your head slightly to confirm their movements.

"What? Avoid?"

The man with the gun is surprised as if he didn't expect it.

Huff.

The man pulls the lever in front of the crossbar and pulls it back. The sound of iron clogging echoes through the forest.

Ping.

Bullets fly to the starboard side of the crossbow. The copper shell swirls around and vanishes beyond the forest. The man pushes the lever back and pushes it forward.

Huff.

You hear the iron again. The sound of the bullet being safely loaded into the medicine chamber. Jack glares at a series of manly acts.

Bolt action! '

I assumed the rest were made of wood except for the guns, trinkets, balls, and trigger parts, but I could clearly tell when I pulled out the shells that the man used manually and loaded the new ones into the medicine cabin. It was a gun, but it was a pretty old kind of rifle, used in World War II.

'Good thing it's not an automatic rifle.'

It was hard to avoid the shocks and gases created when the bullets were fired, and the automatic loading, firing, and elimination of ammunition made it possible to fire an automatic rifle. Of course, the power and range of the bolt action rifle is greater. Unlike an automatic rifle that simultaneously uses explosions and gases when gunpowder explodes, emissions of shells, reloads of bullets, and projectiles, bolt action rifles only use the power of gunpowder emissions. However, the bolt action rifle was clearly comfortable in a forest with many of these trees, as the range was meaningless. Power? There are no bolt action rifles or automatic rifles or dangerous pairs on the body anyway. But what was still impossible to understand.

'I can see that gunpowder is also smokeless gunpowder.'

Black gunpowder can only fly that much smoke. But in the Middle Ages, all of a sudden, it wasn't black gunpowder. I was in an awkward situation. However, Jack's embarrassment was still premature.

A man in iron armor brings his hand to the bracelet as if he were trying to pull something out. Jack had to flag the object from the bracelet into the man's hand.

It was a cannon. That man had a cannon in his hand that would have been wheeled around in the Middle Ages.

"I see! A str raised by a stat investment could fire with a cannon!" ’

A new realization was a new realization, but it was never pleasant for Jack.

Boom!

The forest is filled with noises that cannot be compared to the sound of a rifle. The vibrations shake the trees and the leaves fall. The sixth already sounded the alarm at its peak. Jack hurries to the side.

Phew.

The tree was literally pierced. The tree that was lost in the middle fell to the ground by gravity, experiencing a mysterious experience suspended briefly in the air.

The trees that were passing by the cannonball begin to collapse as a group. It was a landscape reminiscent of the dominoes the children played with, but Jack was never going to enjoy them.

Kuang!

You hear a cannonball hitting the ground from a distance. Fortunately, there was no fire, so it wasn't high explosives.

Do you think that's a good thing? ’

But the opponent doesn't even want to give you time to think about whether you're lucky or not.

Bang.

A new gunshot sounds. The man with the rifle fired another round. Jack barely dodges a bullet by his sixth instinct, pushing his foot against the ground and running out.

‘Dead or alive. ’

At the moment, I had to approach it somehow in order to attack myself without a long-range weapon. The bullet in the rifle almost rained down on you before you could escape, and you could almost hide and get blown away by the cannonball into the tree.

Huff.

The crossbow is flipped back and the shell comes out. Jack aims to accelerate the moment.

"Huh?"

The target was a man with a gun and low defense. I felt a man bewildered that he didn't know there was a human approaching him with a gun. Jack swings his sword without hesitation.

Boom.

"Hehe!"

Ugh!

You hear two screams with a loud noise. Jack frowns at the convulsion coming up from his hands. A man dressed in iron armor who had just thrown a cannon to the ground was covering Jack's face with a large shield. Jack's strength is weak, so the warrior is pushed back a few steps, but the warrior groans in unison and survives Jack's blow. Seeing that he came to defend himself so quickly, it looked like this type of attack was a type of two-on-one attack. The attack is blocked, but Jack doesn't give up, and once he's defeated the warrior, he somehow tries to kill the man with the gun. However, when the man in the iron armor saw the new item taken out, he had to avoid getting angry.

Bang.

The grass rises above the ground where Jack was standing.

'The pistol this time!!!'

Jack wanted to scream. Perhaps the role of a man in iron armor was to support, defend and deter him.

Bang, bang.

As the revolver rotates, the bullet breaks apart the space where Jack was. Perhaps a bolt-action rifle that only pulls the ball with its thumb was better at speaking than a bolt-action rifle that had to move the trigger with both hands. Jack backs away from the bullet, turning his head to the woman who ran away from them.

"Hey! You too!"

Jack lets out a duet. The man with the gun said to the man in iron armor, as if he was embarrassed.

"Hey. She ran away."

"I know."

The man in the iron armor picks up the revolver with a gentle spit.

"I don't care about her right now. He's strong."

He nods to see if the man with the gun agrees, then he points the gun at Jack again.

Bang.

Puck.

"Grrrgh!"

One more blast. Jack leans back on his hunch and tries to dodge the bullet. However, the left arm is still loaded with bullets, whether it was too much to dodge the bullet three times.

"Shit, I'm gonna die again! '

No, it was really dangerous. But fortunately, the sky was on Jack's side.

Pick.

Jack sees something protrude from his rifle. It was a small metal plate object.

Clip!

Jack gives a good cheer. The fact that the clip popped out of the rifle means you used all the loaded bullets. Seeing a new clip with bullets coming out of the collarbone bracelet, Jack starts running without looking back.

The rifle is out of ammo and the cannon is also on the ground. The man with the iron armor hurriedly aims for the revolver, but it's already too far to hit with the revolver. Eventually, the man in the iron armor lowers his gun. There were no more flying bullets.

Artwork Reviews

Yesterday, I liked to think you two were involved, but apparently, you were pretty upset because you were a duplicate. I was really embarrassed when I woke up in the morning, because I was on the 100th page that I had never posted.

(.)

It appears that what happened yesterday was either a mistake with Joara's reservation item, or a double click of a silly mouse just before the junk day. Posting an excuse-like article on 100 glorious pieces. (Screaming)

My 100th anniversary wasn't supposed to be like this.

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