Traveling to Ancient Times: My Space Contains Weapons

Chapter 1514 Submachine Guns Go South

Ten days later, Tito sent someone to the courtyard, saying that all the parts had been completed and that Chu Chen should go and collect them.

Chu Chen was overjoyed upon hearing this, and immediately took Pang Hu and drove the carriage to the courtyard in the suburbs.

When they returned, there was an extra cartload of things in the yard.

After spending half an hour teaching Fatty Tiger how to make bullets, Chu Chen locked himself in his room.

They took out the pile of parts and ten gun barrels and started assembling them.

Two hours later, Chu Chen looked at the submachine gun in front of him that looked a lot like a MAC10, put a magazine on it, and walked out of the room.

Immediately afterwards, he cocked the gun with a click, aimed at the row of miscellaneous items on the courtyard wall, and pulled the trigger.

A series of loud banging sounds caused Fat Tiger, who was making bullets inside, to burst out of the door.

"Brother Chen, this thing looks even more powerful than a pistol."

Chu Chen chuckled: "This is called a submachine gun. It is indeed more powerful than a pistol, but you can't handle it yet. I'll give it to you later."

Although Fat Tiger really wanted to, since Brother Chen had said it, there must be a reason.

"Hehe, Brother Chen, Fatty Tiger has enough pistols, you can keep this for self-defense."

Chu Chen remained silent. Although he trusted Pang Hu, he still wanted to keep the best weapons in his own hands.

"Fat Tiger, I plan to set off south tomorrow to find Niu Zi. Everything here is in your hands. General Tang will handle the orders for alcohol. Continue with the iron smelting. What we need now is inventory."

Fat Tiger nodded to indicate that he understood.

"If a bad guy comes to steal the formula while I'm not home, and there's absolutely no other way, remember that saving your life is the most important thing."

"Don't worry, Brother Chen, Fatty Tiger knows. You need to be careful when you go south."

The next day, a carriage slowly walked out of Hancheng and headed south towards Xiangcheng. Chu Chen sat inside the carriage, playing with a submachine gun in his hand, while Gou Shengzi was still driving.

Gou Shengzi carried a long knife and looked quite imposing, which made passersby avoid him.

Moreover, the carriage was covered with sheet metal, not ordinary sheet metal, but refined iron made by Chu Chen. Although it was not thick, it could completely stop ordinary arrows.

Because it wasn't iron, it was steel.

Because the carriage was too heavy, it was pulled by two horses, and the journey slowly made its way towards Elephant City.

To reach Elephant City, which is in Niu Zi's mouth, one must pass through another city, Sand City. Sand City is known for its fierce people and numerous bandits, which made Gou Shengzi, who was ahead of him, extremely cautious.

Although the carriage wasn't fast, that was only in comparison to other light carriages. Under Gou Shengzi's whip, not a single ox or horse dared to slack off.

"Brother Chen, this horse is quite fast. It pulls such a heavy carriage, yet it's comparable to those light horses."

Chu Chen grinned: "Hehe, you've still fed them enough. I know some cattle and horses that can work themselves to the bone even if they're only half-fed."

Gou Shengzi was especially surprised after hearing this: "There are such cattle and horses in this world? Let's go and get some too."

"Garlic bird, garlic bird, let's do something decent."

Along the way, Chu Chen and Gou Shengzi chatted and laughed, so they weren't bored at all.

Three days later, they entered the territory of Sand City.

However, upon entering, a group of ragged men, led by a richly dressed man, blocked their path.

"This mountain is mine, these trees are mine... Hey, why are you all so happy? This is robbery."

A man holding a knife looked at the carriage in front of him with a puzzled expression, while the richly dressed man stood silently to the side with a effeminate look on his face.

Chu Chen shook his head. They were like a persistent ghost, and this kind of group was clearly not a legitimate bandit group.

The mastermind was the elegantly dressed man.

So he took his submachine gun, got off the carriage, and said to the man, "You little brat, your legs aren't even dry yet, and you dare to pretend to be a bandit?"

After hearing Chu Chen's words, the man's eyes visibly darted away.

Knowing what was going on, Chu Chen immediately turned his gaze to the richly dressed man: "Speak, which country or which powerful family do you represent?"

Seeing that Chu Chen had seen through him, the effeminate man immediately smiled disdainfully.

"Heh, too many people want to kill you. As for which family I represent, you don't need to know. The dead don't need to understand."

Gou Shengzi looked at the man in front of him and thought to himself, "Are you out of your mind?"

How could this rabble in front of him be so arrogant? Not to mention Chu Chen, he didn't even respect himself. Where did he get his confidence?

Chu Chen thought the same as Gou Sheng: it was obvious at a glance that this group of people were not bandits, but rather farmers.

Therefore, Chu Chen did not intend to kill this group of people.

Moreover, this group of people certainly didn't know the man's identity; they were most likely lured here by money.

"You can leave now. This fool doesn't know my strength. I can understand that you were tricked into coming here. Besides, he'll be a dead man in a minute, so it's fine for you to take his money."

As soon as Chu Chen finished speaking, the group of men with mud on their legs and various weapons in their hands were immediately intimidated.

He thought that it was fine to give each person ten taels of silver to scare people, but it wasn't worth risking one's life.

Moreover, the confident demeanor of this young master suggests that he truly doesn't take them seriously.

Was my choice really wrong?

Seeing that Chu Chen had intimidated the group so easily, the effeminate man cursed Chu Chen inwardly as a coward, while slowly backing away.

You have to understand, he was just a young master who had never even killed a chicken since he was a child. How could he dare to face Chu Chen, who was said to be even stronger than Yun Shangfei?

His only source of confidence was that he was used to a life of luxury and thought that even the most skilled martial arts master would not be a match for twenty or even thirty people attacking at once.

"Hey... I'm telling you, you took my money, are you trying to run away?"

Chu Chen coldly stared at the people in front of him, then clicked the barrel of his submachine gun and fired several bullets at the feet of the group.

The bullets struck the stones on the ground and shattered into pieces, sending up a cloud of dust and stones.

The crowd was stunned for a moment, and then scattered and ran away screaming.

Chu Chen's gun was pointed directly at the young master who was trying to escape.

"Run! Run with them! Let's see if your legs are faster or my hands are faster!"

"Brother... Brother... Father... I won't run away, please don't kill me, I... I need to pee..."