"It's not a hand cannon," he's amused as the idea of literally using rods. That would take forever. As it is, the minute and a half it does take to reload is immense in the heat of war. "It pops open here," he opens the bullet chamber with the fluid motions of a general who's literally been doing this for decades, albeit with different designed arms, of course, but still also one who's trained countless dozens of soldiers; and shows inside the mechanics. "Arquebus. A type of matchlock." Now that he's trying harder, the translation kicks in better. "Locks back up. Powder goes here. Bullet goes here." The bullet is basically metal rocks. Metal balls. Basic as fuck. "Then the matchcord connects here, when you're ready, aim." A nod.

Nobunaga is absolutely a fanatic about guns. "It is difficult to see in battle with a lot of gunpowder smoke and the rest anyway, not every shot counts. I used volley fire, partition some men to fire, duck down to reload, next group behind them shoots over their head, and then the third group. Much faster. More effective." Another nod. That's how he took over the 'world,' as it were.

He lights up all over again about auto. Never was there so sweet a word referring to guns as that. "I have an auto mode for my coilgun too, though getting that many bullets in at once..." Shoot and spray man. A small laugh. "I am not sloppy, but I am not a -- how shall we say? Sniper. I am not finesse! I am more willing to blast a target completely than to get maximum points for precision!"