Gun-ota ga Mahou Sekai ni Tensei Shitara, Gendai Heiki de Guntai Harem o Tsukucchaimashita!?

"Master Lute! Please! Please! Take this poor apprentice with you too! I won't disturb you!

"Yeah, no."

I am a Mayer Mansion Workshop, and I should not lose sight of Mayer's demand to call myself my best disciple.

When she heard the response, she bit off the handkerchief with grudging eyes.

I smile bitterly, but I don't change my mind.

"You can't look at me like that. It's enough for me and Chris to test SVD (Dragnoff sniper gun). Wouldn't it be more efficient for Maya to get other work going in the meantime?

"That's right..."

I put in an SVD (Dragnov sniper gun) to deepen the bitter laughter in my hand with a metal case, an ammunition case filled with ammunition (cartridge).

"Besides, it's been a long time since I've been alone with Chris. Don't interrupt me."

"Ugh!

If they just say that much, even Maya won't be able to say anything.

Her spearhead was pointed at a maid holding back at the entrance.

"You still won't get a reply to the letter I sent you!?

"Yes, he hasn't come yet"

The maid tells with a cool face.

Once the problem was resolved, you could marry me - and Maya, who took the word from Snow, wrote up one letter while the airship was on the move and handed it to the maid as soon as she returned to the Dragon Man continent.

I should have already received it, but never received a reply. So after all this time, I couldn't get on with it.

If she's one of my wives, I can't take her because I want to be alone with Chris.

But as it stands, she is not my wife, so this is the case.

I'm sorry about Maya, but I need her to prioritize her work over being a disciple.

"Then I'll go because I'm keeping Chris waiting outside."

"Ugh... ok. Take care."

"Oh, don't even ask Meyer to work on it"

I leave Mayer in the workshop and head to Chris, who keeps her waiting outside.

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The carriage rocked me for about two hours.

Me and Chris reach the boundary side of the meadows and forests.

The carriage has SVD (Dragnov sniper gun) for lunch, ammunition case packed with ammunition (cartridge), and a set of AK47 and one Panzer Faust 60 for protection.

I thought the Panzer Faust 60 was too much, but I'm sorry that I ran into twin dragons and the like again and had no hands or feet.

Stop the carriage, me and Chris first let the horn horse get rid of the water and salt.

I stood the pile and threw the string through it, so that the horn horse could not go anywhere.

Upon completion of a single set of preparations, move the SVD (Dragnov sniper gun), ammunition case packed with ammunition (cartridge), a set of AKs for protection, and notepad out of the carrier.

"It's good to have sunshine today. It's a great test date."

"Yes! And I'm glad your brother and I are going out."

Chris seems really happy and in a good mood like he ate a superb treat.

Today, she was not a strict field outfit, but a personal outfit - a traditional costume dragon dress worn by a dragon racial woman.

The long blonde hair is also covered in dough, with thin thighs and ankles peeking from the slit every time she walks.

I'm the only one on my side right now, so I don't have to worry about people.

I spoke to Snow & Reese yesterday when Chris and I test-fired in a meadow off the city at dinner.

The two of them - and said they cared or would do their own errands.

Snow is the buyout of ingredients and necessities.

Reese is on his way to Mayer Mansion to see how Luna & Shea are doing.

It's really a waste of my good wives.

Meadows about 100 m away from the carriage.

The target is about 300 m away from the trunk.

Hand Chris the SVD (Dragnov sniper gun), ammunition (cartridge) he took out of the case.

She prepares without particular hesitation.

Remove the magazine and add the ammunition (cartridge).

Return the magazine and disarm the safety device.

Pull the cocking handle and move one bullet to the dispensary (chamber) first.

In a chinese dress, Chris with an SVD (Dragnov sniper gun) looks a little different.

I was working on getting ready with Chris, too.

First lay the seat on the ground and fasten all sides.

And I put the dirt in the bag I was bringing and made the earthen sac.

I'm building a place for commissioned shooting.

Sniper rifles have a variety of shooting postures, but what you can also gain stability from is stopping the gun from supporting it with your hands and using it to support some stable client.

In that case, sandbags are most suitable.

Hard objects such as metal, blocks, wood, etc. are inappropriate as a consignment because they move the gun body due to vibration due to impact during firing.

As a precaution again - you must not touch the barrel (barrel). Because the barrel (barrel) is close to the engine section (receiver) and eliminates the effect on hit accuracy by causing the same vibration every time when firing (same vibration if same bullet/powder). Yet if the barrel (barrel) is placed directly on the client, the vibration changes each time the gun fires, and furthermore the barrel (barrel) is weighted and distorted, which affects the accuracy of the hit (it is harder to keep the exact same part in contact with the client than people handle).

"We're ready."

"Ah, Rikoto, there you are, brother, Mm"

Speaking out loudly, Chris smiles.

Yeah, it's adorable.

She chops grass from the meadow and drops it in pieces.

I'm reading the wind.

The range of about 300 meters is the world of previous life, the distance a soldier in general can hit a target without a scope.

However, if the wind is blowing hard, it may be flushed away from the target.

That's why Chris is measuring the wind speed by chopping down the grass.

Although it is approximate and does not produce precise wind speeds - if smoke such as grass is dropped or incense is used, wind speeds can be determined by measuring the distance and time at which the smoke was flushed.

If it is smoke, the wind speed can be determined by measuring the distance flowing per second (if it is 1 m per second, the wind speed 1 m/sec), and if it is grass, it is dropped from a place that takes one second to fall to the ground, at which point the wind speed is measured at the distance travelled (theoretically, if it is dropped from a distance that takes one second to the ground and it is moving 1 m/sec. In fact, the numbers change in the form of grass, so it is judged by the senses).

If the wind speed is 8 m/s at a distance of about 300 m, if the initial speed of the 7.62 mm x 51 mm bullet is set at 830 m/s, the deviation will also be about 45 cm (from the calculation in ballistic calculation classic 2000. assuming a ballistic factor of 0.4).

There is currently slight wind, with wind speeds of about 3 to 4 m/s.

But Chris would have no problem with it.

She puts a SVD (Dragnov sniper gun) gun bed (stock) on the sandbag she's prepared.

Chris becomes tummy on the seat and his legs widen shoulder-width.

Make sure the midline of your body and the gun axis line of your gun are parallel.

Gently pick the toe of the gun bed (stock) on your left hand and point the tail of the floor (the part that hits the shoulder of the gun bed (stock)) to your shoulder.

Finger the rail (trigger) without gripping the grip with your right hand.

At this time, there is also a precision shooting technique that pinches and fires a tractor (trigger) with his thumb & index finger, but Chris puts only his index finger on it without detaining it.

"Sooo."

Breathe in,

"Huh."

Spit it out - fire.

"Da-ng" and 7.62 mm x 54 R are fired and landed on the trunk about 300 m away.

The semi-automatic SVD (Dragnov sniper gun) is quickly fed into the second round of motion by the internal engine immediately after firing.

Chris went on to fire.

Da-n!

Da-n!

Da-n!

The shooting sounds continuously.

For once, I'll be attracted to the sound of the shooting and guard my surroundings if demons don't come, but I don't see any shadows like that in the scenic meadows.

I take back the AK47 hanging on my shoulder.

Chris shoots out all ten shots that were put in the magazine.

"What do you say, how you doing?

When she wakes up, she runs her fingers to the mini blackboard at hand.

'It's good, but semi-automatic is still because parts move inside when you fire, which is a different habit than usual, so I'd like to shoot a little more and learn the habit?

"Of course I do. I still have ammo, so shoot me whatever you want."

"Yes, there is, there is"

Chris smiles and says thank you.

I knew you were cute.

She then unpacks the magazine and packs the ammo (cartridge) again.

Start commissioning shooting again.

I'm behind her, watching her.

My daughter-in-law is seriously checking on SVD (Dragnov sniper gun).

………

There is a good wind today.

Inevitably, the hem of Chris' Dragon Dress, who is shooting (wandering) at the shrug, turns.

Chris is focused on some things, but I'm the only person here.

That's why I don't really care.

Whenever the wind blows, the bottom of the thick crotch, underwear hidden behind the hem, is blinded.

Is the color of today's underwear white?

Yeah, it suits cute Chris perfectly.

Bend and peek with casual tricks.

Seems like sexual harassment at first sight, but no problem because she's my wife!

Aid your eyes with even more physical strengthening! Now you can even see the wrinkles in your underwear!

Chris' skin is slippery and more comfortable to touch than his newborn baby.

The underwear is also slightly eaten up and the little butt meat is a little peeking colorful.

My body gets hot even though I was served by three of us last night.

Is this how young you are?

But Chris' ass is adorable.

Enough to want to bury your face right now.

If I could bury my face in Chris's ass and smell it, instead of my lungs, my brain, my whole cell would activate and it would be so much better for my health.

I forget to be on perimeter alert, and I'm nailed to Chris' cute ass.

…………

"Ha!?

When I realized, Chris, who had been checking on the SVD, watched this one quietly.

I cough and stand up casually.

"Kohon, uh, I'm glad the bullets are flying right for you, too."

I run to delusion with words and deeds that I was checking for bullets that pop out of my back.

But it doesn't seem to work very well.

Chris runs his fingers to the mini blackboard.

"If you were my brother already, suddenly behind my back, you'd wonder what would happen if they used magic."

"I'm sorry"

I apologize honestly.

That's right.

All of a sudden, if a partner vigilant around him uses his magic, he mistakes it for a raid. If you use it for another reason, it's common sense to speak up.

Chris flips from his slightly angry face, not saying cheeks, but turns red to his ears and offers a mini blackboard.

"I'm Lute, because I'm your brother's wife... embarrassed, but if you can't stand it... I'll hang in there"

She blushes her face even more so that the hot air is going to rise from her head.

"Chris......"

"Oh, hey, honey..."

Chris' little lips call my name.

With each other's lips approaching, and--

Grr, and Chris's tummy rings.

…………

Chris leaning shy.

I look at that adorable look that turned bright red, laughing bitterly and stroking her head.

"Speaking of which, it was time for lunch. Shall I eat the lunch I brought you?"

"... Yes, brother"

Chris holds a mini blackboard, smiles small and nods.

Then hold the cage with the lunch you brought, lay the sheet on the grass, and spread the lunch.

"My brother made me lunch, it looks amazing"

Chris smiles happily.

Today's menu is a sandwich made by me. The dishes are tuna sandwiches made of similar fish, egg sandwiches, and teriyaki sandwiches made with sauce on roasted meat. And I bring sweet fruit sandwiches with fruit and cream that can also be an alternative to dessert.

'This fruit sandwich is so delicious. Your brother made it for me as a butler, the same sweetness as pudding'

"Glad you're happy, ma'am"

Thank you for exaggerating.

Chris must have seen how it went and remembered when I was a butler. I narrow my eyes nostalgic.

'I'm so glad your brother came to us then. Because of your brother, this is how you can go out and touch things. I'm with your brother, so I can go anywhere, that's how I feel.'

"Chris. Me, too. I'm with Chris, so I feel like I'm gonna do my best."

'I think now that your brother was my destiny. I'll follow you all the way, everywhere. Because where your brother wants to go is where Chris wants to go'

"... Chris"

Wipe Chris' face with cream on his cheek.

Chris smiles happily and kisses me on the cheek in gratitude.

Place your hands on her head and stroke that soft hair with your fingers.

Chris always helps me. And he trusts me, and he follows what I want to do. So is Snow and Reese.

I shrug in my heart that I must protect those precious girls.

"Let's shoot some more when we're done eating, and then we'll go home."

'Yes, brother. SVD, that's a great gun. Thank you.'

"I'm glad you like it. Please let me know as soon as you have any difficulty using something you want to improve or adjust it."

"Yes, I understand."

And when we're done eating, we go back to testing the SVD.

Then, a little after noon, I finished the test and went back to the house where everyone was waiting.