Plans were quickly drawn up and sent before Carroll and Rockefeller. After carefully studying the plan, Carroll said to Rockefeller, "John, is there something wrong with this plan?"

"What's wrong?" Rockefeller asked.

"We have a record of shooting and assassinating the top executives of the other company. Will people follow suit and put us in danger? You know, others can also buy McDonnell 1857 precision shooting rifles from the market. ’” Carroll said.

"It's not unreasonable what you said." Rockefeller said, "But, Carroll, do you think that people would not use such a trick without us starting it? Or, they would not use such a trick to attack Against us?"

Carroll also knew that Rockefeller was telling the truth. The McDonnell 1857 precision shooting version appeared on the market, and its advertising point was long-range precision shooting. Although the advertisement only mentioned that you can use it to kill brown bears, bison, cougars, and Indians at a very long distance, it did not mention using it to kill people (in American law at the time, Indians did not gain human status). But how many of those who bought this gun didn't intend to use it against people? That being the case, even without Blackwater's proposed operation, it would be a matter of time before the MacDonald 1857 precision shooting version was used for an assassination. Maybe I should blame Scrooge for such a cruel thing?

But Carroll also knew that Scrooge also had his intentions in launching such a gun. Scrooge is not an otaku who has a special interest in technology trees, otherwise, the Maxim machine gun is even more radical, and the original version of the AK47 may have come out. For Scrooge, technological progress is used to gain profits or suppress opponents. In the final analysis, it is to obtain more profits. Under the premise that more profits cannot be obtained, no truly rational capitalist would be interested in so-called technological progress. When the regular version of Macdonald 1857 is already invincible and can continue to bring more money to Scrooge, he would be stupid to come up with something better to replace it. Isn't this suppressing himself? As for the precision shooting version of the McDonnell 1857, Scrooge deliberately raised the price very high (those who know about the production of firearms can see at a glance that, except for accessories such as optical sights, this thing is The cost is not much higher than the regular version of 1857.) to prevent this gun from crowding out the market for the MacDonald 1857 regular version. On the other hand, the existence of this gun is an invisible deterrent to other gun manufacturing companies ——Don't try to compete with me in technology, even if you come up with something close to the normal version of the McDonnell 1857 rifle, I can quickly simplify the McDonnell 1857 precision shooting version (remove the optical sight) And making the progress you paid so much for is worthless.

"But how will we defend ourselves against such assassinations in the future?" Carroll said.

"Carol, you didn't realize that Scrooge's first criterion for us to find bodyguards was to be big enough. Why? One of the reasons is probably to surround these people, and the shooter will never be found. A goal? There's always a way, Carol. If there wasn't one, they'd do it, so we might as well do it ourselves."

"Okay then." Carol was persuaded again, "Then approve the implementation of this plan. Well, this plan doesn't have a name yet, what would you like to call it?"

Rockefeller rested his chin with his right hand, thought for a while, and said, "Since the plan proposes to carry out this plan during a thunderstorm, it should be called the 'Big Thunderstorm Project'. Oh, yes, we'd better go to DuPont to book a plan now." A batch of gunpowder."

...

Bob and a few gunmen quietly climbed to the hill. They had been to this hill twice, and everyone had already selected a shooting position for themselves. The sky is now covered with dark clouds, and faint thunder can already be heard. It is dangerous to come to this highest hill in the vicinity during a thunderstorm. If you are unlucky, it is not impossible to be struck by lightning, not to mention that they are doing something that deserves to be "struck by lightning".

However, a weather station on the top of the mountain reduces this danger. There is a huge lightning rod on the weather station, which makes Lei Gong or Zeus (Jupiter) who is determined to uphold justice powerlessly.

An old man is guarding the weather station, but now, the old man is taking a nap, and because some things have been added to his drinking water, he sleeps very deeply now, even the rumbling thunder can't wake him up the sweet dream.

Now that the rain hadn't come down yet, Bob took advantage of this time to squat down at the location he had chosen, took out a green raincoat from a bag, and put it on. In this way, from a distance, he is almost integrated with the surrounding green environment.

Bob opened the gun box and took out the adjusted Macdonald 1857 precision shooting rifle from it-of course, it was not the one that King Sardin gave him, and he couldn't bear it. Since it is intended to be shot in the rain, this gun has some rain protection. The scope is equipped with an extra large cover to prevent rainwater from hitting the mirror directly.

At this time, as a large drop of rain fell on the ground, it finally started to rain. Bob looked in the direction of the target through the scope. The presence of rain made his vision slightly blurred, but he could still see clearly where the target might appear.

"As long as the rain doesn't get too heavy, it's not a big problem," thought Bob.

The rumbling thunder began to sound, and the rain began to get heavier. Bob wiped the rain off his face, turned his head to look at his companions, and nodded to them.

"Just wait until the 'Great Cannon' speaks." Bob thought so.

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"Seryozha, are you ready?" Ziegfeld asked.

"Okay!" Seryozha replied, putting a cushion on his shoulders, and then putting the huge butt of the "Cannon" on his shoulders.

Seryozha was a Russian immigrant who was now a dedicated shooter for Blackwater's "Big Cannon" guns. This kind of thing with huge power and terrifying recoil can only be used by a big guy like Seryozha who is close to two meters tall and weighs close to 250 pounds.

"Wait for the next flash of lightning and shoot right away," Ziegfeld said.

...

A flash of snow-white lightning flashed, and Sergei pulled the trigger, and a ball of orange flames sprayed out from the muzzle of the 16mm gun. Shoulders get in the way.

The bullets fired at high speed easily penetrated the thin wall facing the river. Then, from the powder magazine, there was no sound at all, so Seryozha loaded another incendiary bomb on the "cannon", and was about to fire another shot.

At this moment, a shock came across the river, and almost at the same time, the entire gunpowder magazine exploded violently. The thin wall facing Seryozha and the others was blown into pieces almost instantly, and the flames shot out from the sky, crossing the entire river like a fire dragon.

"Get down!" Ziegfeld yelled.

The two dropped the things in their hands and covered their heads with their hands. After a while, some small stones that were shattered in the explosion began to crackle and fall around them. A small stone still hit Ziegfeld's finger holding his head, and it was painful.

After the rain of stones had passed for a while, the two raised their heads and looked over there, only to see a raging fire burning in the direction of the gunpowder depot. The thin board wall of the powder magazine against the river was long gone, and the roof had been knocked over. Even the other three walls, which were said to be three meters thick, had one side completely collapsed, and the remaining two walls also partially collapsed. It can be seen how powerful the explosion is.

"Okay, our work is done, let's retreat," said Ziegfeld. The two put away their weapons, turned around, and left the scene quickly.

...

Compared with Seryozha and Ziegfeld, Bob and the others were closer to the gunpowder magazine, so they felt a greater shock. When the powder magazine exploded, Bob was almost made to jump by the shock from the ground. When small stones fell on Seryozha and the others, stones the size of children's fists fell beside Bob and the others. Fortunately, they were prepared, they had already put on the hard hats used by the workers. So although some people's arms and so on were beaten very painfully, their heads were fine.

"It's spectacular!" exclaimed Bob. "Such fireworks, I'm afraid a person will never see them a few times in a lifetime."

"Okay, get ready and watch carefully!"

...

The DuPont family's estate is very close to their factory, almost only two or three hundred meters away. Of course, the distance from the gunpowder magazine is farther. Therefore, the vibration of the powder magazine explosion was even more shocking to the DuPont family. The whole building trembled from the explosion, and all the glass upstairs was shattered to pieces in the loud explosion of the powder magazine.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" The woman and the children asked in a panic.

"This must be the gunpowder magazine that was struck by lightning during the thunderstorm and exploded!" The men explained in a panic. Most of them have experienced the powder magazine explosion more than ten years ago. In that explosion, one-third of the DuPont family's factory was blown up, and nearly half of the workers were injured or injured. Several family members also died. It was only after the explosion that DuPont moved the powder depot farther away from the factory area and designed a safe building model with three thick walls and one thin wall.

How useful are these designs, and to what extent do they reduce losses? All people have no bottom in their hearts.

"What are you doing here? Go back to your post right away! Kahn, bring a few people with me and go to the scene with me!" After the initial shock, Henry, nicknamed "General", reacted first.