At this moment, a solemn and heavy atmosphere filled the Brass Gulch. Jin Feng felt a pang of regret and guilt.
If he had been more diligent, even if he hadn't developed aircraft cannons and machine guns, or even just a breech-loading rifle, he wouldn't be in such a passive position now.
The firearms they were currently using were muzzle-loading flintlock muskets, with far too short a range. Breech-loading rifles were the kind of firearms Jin Feng had often seen in his previous life.
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