Chapter 290: Chapter 290

Hearing Su Malie’s remark, Housekeeper Cai’s originally fair face turned green in an instant, and he showed an embarrassed expression. "Miss, we have allocated 80 rounds of 84-millimeter caliber ammunition for you, which is the amount specified by Mr. Qian."

This meant no more could be provided.

Eighty rounds were actually quite a lot. In the current apocalypse, even food couldn’t be produced, let alone various firearms and ammunition; they were likely just depleting old stockpiles.

It had to be said that the surprise Qian Duoduo had provided was indeed substantial, compensating for the defense system and counterattack capability of the RV.

Housekeeper Cai gestured. "These munitions are quite large, and their damage radius is wide. A few shots should settle any matter. Moreover, the artillery is primarily a deterrent, only necessary for irreversible situations. Besides, the ammunition is now more expensive than the equipment itself."

"Xiao Cai, that’s enough, I’m quite satisfied," Jing Shu said, looking at the light cannon. Its barrel was about one and a half meters long and appeared very menacing. The recoil was different from other artillery pieces. It had no kickback, and because of this, it seemed rather insubstantial. Since there was no recoil, it could be fixed directly to the front of the RV.

Just as Housekeeper Cai said, the artillery served more as a deterrent. With such a weapon, anyone thinking of tampering with the RV would have to think twice. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹✶𝗳𝗶𝗿𝗲✶𝗻𝗲𝘁

If something really happened, then she would control this artillery and indulge herself. With this weapon, her sense of security was definitely increased. It would be a better solution for any incidents encountered on the road during migration.

"Housekeeper Cai, you’ve arrived. Today, you must tell us about this artillery piece. How could Mr. Qian bear to part with his secret weapon?" an old man, dressed in something similar to a spacesuit and wrapped tightly, asked after listening for a while.

In fact, everyone present was wrapped up tightly. The wealthier people were, the more they valued their lives, though everyone was rather discreet about it—unlike Su Malie, who shone in the showroom with her colorful black clothing, attracting a great deal of attention upon entry.

"Yeah, do tell us about it."

The surrounding people chimed in with various comments.

Although their faces were not visible, she didn’t recognize anyone; everyone was wearing sealed raincoats and dared not take them off.

"Ah, Mr. Liu, Mr. Wang, you’re here too. This artillery isn’t really a big deal. Even though its power is small compared to other artillery, it’s still a cannon. It uses conical projectiles, each weighing 6 pounds (2.54 kg), with an initial muzzle velocity of 439 meters per second, propelled by standard propellant. It can accurately hit a target at 1,180 meters with a firing angle of 10 degrees, and its maximum range is 1,500 meters."

So, if this shell was fired at a distant target, it would probably take two or three seconds to hit.

"As for its power... HEH HEH. If a Hand Grenade leaves no grass growing within a 15-meter radius, then this shell would collapse all buildings within 15 meters of its impact point. Everyone in an area half the size of a soccer field would die if they weren’t in a bomb shelter—not from the explosion itself, but from the shockwave. Frankly, one shot from this can blast open half a mountain, just like that TNT explosive used recently. Although their principles are different, their effects are the same: both possess truly immense destructive power."

Hearing Housekeeper Cai’s explanation, Jing Shu finally understood. Hand Grenades inflicted damage through the innumerable shrapnel they contained. Compared to shells, their power was relatively minor. A Hand Grenade, at least, couldn’t blow up a house, right?

Thinking of this, Jing Shu truly felt the RV had everything it needed, including defensive and retaliatory capabilities. Now it was fully equipped. She imagined how blissful her family would be, traveling in such an RV. They would no longer need to fear harsh environments or invasive creatures.

"Mr. Qian also considered giving away some cannons and grenades, but none were as practical as these shells. So, weapons of such destructive power will surely be useful in the future," Housekeeper Cai said proudly, as if he were the one granted a gift by Mr. Qian.

"Housekeeper Cai, you haven’t told us yet, how did Mr. Qian suddenly become so generous?"

"That’s right. Miss Jing Shu here is the remarkable person who dismantled a 4-ton bomb with her bare hands recently. If not for Miss Jing Shu, perhaps the last remaining castle on West Mountain would have been blown to pieces. Mr. Qian also considered other things but found that what Miss Jing Shu needed most right now was military power," Housekeeper Cai disclosed without any reservation, causing Jing Shu to cough twice before slipping away...

"I see. This artillery must be the most valuable thing present today, right?"

With a flick of his orchid fingers, Housekeeper Cai smiled. "Mr. Wang, don’t be facetious. That helicopter is the most precious gift here. What a pity the person hasn’t arrived yet, or we could all take a look."

"Yes, I heard it’s a reward for building Mr. Qian the One-Stop Base on West Mountain. Even if the helicopter is expensive, I feel that building such a large base in three months was well worth it."

"Xiao Cai, we’ve seen everything in the exhibition hall..." Su Malie blinked. For someone like her, once her curiosity was satisfied, the excitement diminished. Although the items in the showroom were valuable, she didn’t particularly want them. She wasn’t lacking anything, so they had lost their novelty for her.

Housekeeper Cai immediately caught on that the young lady had been eager to check out the underground situation earlier.

"Then, shall we take advantage of the fact that the event hasn’t started yet and head downstairs to see the employee living quarters?"

"Yes, let’s go! I’ve been looking forward to it, but I thought Mr. Qian had a surprise for you, so..." Su Malie said shyly, pulling Jing Shu’s hand and happily heading toward the underground passage.

Amazingly, despite how badly she was affected by the bombing last time, Su Malie showed no lingering trauma. Her spirit was truly strong.

"By the way, Miss Jing Shu, do you need these taken now to install on your RV, or would you prefer after the event is over?"

Jing Shu thought for a moment and said, "Let’s wait until after the event. Just leave them here for now. They aren’t going anywhere."

"HAHA, that’s true. Having been given so many precious gifts by Mr. Qian, you are indeed quite honored," he said.

"HEH." Jing Shu gave a soft laugh, following Su Malie and Housekeeper Cai to the employee living quarters in the underground passage.

This place truly astounded her, completely overturning her expectations for employee accommodations. She hadn’t expected Qian Duoduo to build it so well. It surpassed the Banana District by a lot—at least, it was much better than for those living in garages.