The deposit is 30,000 military dollars, and it is not a roll, but a "live ammunition".
and…
…
Sniper Cat, main tower.
Clang.
The cursed blade kicked open a well-sealed crate with the seal "flour, canned food" on it.
It was first laid with a layer of hay, then oiled paper cloth, and finally rows of shiny military bullets loaded in long 50-round magazines.
Click.
The other box was pried open by the curious Rabbit and Cat Lantern, which contained a hundred-round drum.
Cursed Blade took a deep breath——
"Hey, didn't you tell him that all he needed was military coupons?"
"No, no."
Gwen was dumbfounded.
"Are all the people in your city like this?"
He looked at Tomia.
Miss Mastodon shook her head like a rattle and placed her hands on her chest, palms facing outward.
"No, no, no!"
"No way!"
"Even people at the Judu level wouldn't be so ignorant, right?"
"But I have indeed heard that the upper echelons of the witchcraft group are all nobles. Maybe it is understandable that they don't have common sense?"
Tomia swallowed: "It is not only for military use, but also comes with all the magazines. Doesn't he know that these magazines are almost as much as the deposit?"
"Meow ow ow!"
Mao Deng has already taken away a few magazines and started studying them.
"And they are all witchcraft series magazines, high-end products." The rabbit gently stroked the drum with its tail.
However, since these were Gwen's wealth, she was wise enough not to take them out and watch them slowly.
"Do you have a way to sell these magazines?"
Gwen temporarily changed her mind.
"What's wrong?" Curseblade asked.
"I decided to sell these magazines, and then use 50% of the sales proceeds to set up a basic research fund for the Sniper Cat Academy, and the remaining 20% will be given to the residents of the main tower as train income dividends."
"I can help!"
Sparks came out of nowhere.
The rabbit meowed and hugged the drums, rubbing them with its chin.
It can be said that it has quite a cat lantern style.
Huita said in surprise:
"Really? Then the military dividend you distributed is nearly 70%, which is already much more than the dividends Cursed Blade has distributed to me over the years."
"Is there a possibility that it's because you don't deserve it?"
Curse Blade said in a calm tone: "From the Suka spy training where you asked straight to the point, 'Boss, what is your next trip? Who do you want to see? Who do you want to eat with?' to the level where you are now complaining, I also
It costs a lot, and some bears don’t have enough potential, so it also costs me a lot of money to help.”
"..."
Huita said nothing and was pushed into the stage of autism.
"Do you really want to divide it for military use?" Rabbit asked.
Although it hurts.
But Gwen is serious. Although providing dividends will reduce his savings in the short term, it will indeed make money in the long term. The residents of the main tower have their own sales channels. As long as they have these
As for channels, it will be easier for him to make money.
"Okay!" The rabbit cheered and began to pick up a drum and began to take out the ammunition.
The dark cat murmured beside him: "Maybe it would be better to leave it to the cat lamp to dismantle it? Although their claws look fat, they are very flexible..."
"Meow!" The cat lights dropped their magazines and ran away.
Seeing this, Gwen said: "Then give an extra 5% share of the cat lights, let them help dismantle the pop-ups, and pack and store them. However, only working cat lights can be divided."
"Meow!" The cat lanterns ran back like lightning, quickly picked up the magazine, and using their claws and tail together, they quickly began to remove the ammunition.
…
Late at night, the sewer of Fuxing Street, Lao Xiangren No.
Gwen and Long Yan met here.
When they met again, Gwen saw that Long Yan had changed his skin, or in other words, changed his armor.
A suit of bronze muscle armor that makes people drool a little, like a retro series.
The figure is finally clear.
He has a muscular body that looks a bit like an inverted triangle, and his arms look particularly strong, a bit like Karl Malone's unicorn arms. It's hard to imagine being hit by an extreme shot from these arms.
A black cloak and hood were added to the outside.
"You changed your armor again?"
Gwen looked at the armor and felt that it looked like Long Yan's "swimsuit limited edition". Such a thin armor should be no different from the swimsuit edition.
"Special armor, strengthens mobility, weakens defense, and added this."
"look."
Long Yan and Gwen are already familiar with each other, so they don't hesitate to give each other something good.
He pulled open the skirt armor at his waist, and underneath was a row of faintly glowing black gas tanks. "The enhanced version of the ventilator provides me with better oxygen supply. You know my condition, the respiratory tract is almost unusable."
Long Yan's current state may be slightly stronger than Darth Vader's.
But a life support system is still needed to ensure movement. These are the information provided by the master craftsman of Yuanli.
"..."
Although I don’t know why this person is so proud of the black painted gas tank he owns.
"So your mobility has become stronger? Or has it returned to its original level?"
The original level refers to the opponent's movement speed after being strengthened with source power.
Without the source of attachment, Long Yan's walking speed is basically the walking speed of a man of the same size.
"Almost, I can even trot."
"It's like this."
He started walking on the spot, but it could be seen that the burns he suffered were still too severe. Even if he was equipped with the latest life-support device, his legs still could not lift up to the knee level.
Gwen tried not to think about it.
Looking at the box next to Long Yan:
"Is this a trial product?"
The Witchcraft Group was quite wealthy, so they hired Long Yan and Gwen to conduct experiments together.
In other words, test the strength of the trial weapon.
"Well, a submachine gun and a rifle. The ammunition is ordinary standard ammunition. I hope the ammunition is only standard ammunition. Which one do you want to use?"
"SMG."
"Oh, why? I thought you would prefer the high firepower of a rifle. I also asked you how to use a submachine gun that you haven't used for a long time."
"Suka."
Gwen rolled his eyes and picked up the submachine gun. Because the rifle was almost two-thirds of his height, it was really difficult to use...
On the contrary, the submachine gun is more refined.
Long Yan grabbed the rifle and started to install the silencer manually.
This thing is considered a unique patent of wizards in Utopia.
Gwen also put on a silencer.
"No lightsabers allowed?"
He glanced at the empty space and felt a little guilty. He believed in his sword skills more than his marksmanship.
"Try not to use it."
"Source power?"
"Don't choose one that can be seen clearly by the camera."
"…What?"
Long Yan whistled. Who knows how this armored man whistled.
From the darkness, a particularly dark gray flame emerged, and a cat lantern appeared. Wearing a huge bow, the cat had six video reels hanging from its tail, holding a peculiar retro video camera in its two paws, and had a beautiful and solemn beard.
The cat muttered:
"... Meow, the breath of uneasiness... Meow, the cat feels it, is it an afterimage of past impressions, Meow."
Gwen waved her hand.
Click - a loud noise, and the cat lamp screams "Meow! Meow mode!"
Bang - Like a fired Winchester shotgun, a bullet-shaped film casing popped out of the camera in Mao Deng's hand. With sharp eyes, Gwen saw the words "Meow Ao Ao 07 Film" written on it.
].
"Daze this strange little ghost girl! Meow!"
Cat Lantern proudly lowered his head and glanced at the camera (no neck was visible), then looked shocked (it was difficult for Gwen to see the expression on the cat's face), "Meow! Aren't you a female ghost?"
"How can I be a female ghost?"
Gwen was shocked and pointed at Long Yan.
The other party's level of unreliability has greatly increased.
Long Yan shook his head helplessly:
"This is the Inspector Cat Lantern of the Witchcraft Company. The variety seems to be called [Camera Cat Lantern]..."
Is your surname Chen?
The cat lantern quickly floated to Long Yan's helmet and settled on it. He carefully raised the camera with both paws: "Meow! Video mode!"
"...This cat lantern has two modes. In camera mode, she can perform exorcism rituals and capture spiritual creatures to use as 'cat lantern summoning cards'. And in video mode, she can shoot normal definition or advanced definition.
video, and you only need to use the cat's tail to import it. She will serve as our 'law enforcement recorder' throughout the entire process today."
Long Yan made a joke.
"...used to film the effects of our weapons and explain them."
Long Yan's voice became younger and younger, and the heavy breathing sound had disappeared.
"...It can be said that our task today is also to shoot a promotional film."
His voice is completely audible and no longer reminds people of 'Dragon Flame'.
Gwen understood immediately.
So he also used special skills to change his pronunciation, but at the same time, his expression froze and he pointed to the dragon horns above his head and the dragon tail behind him: "What should I do with these?"
"Chop it off?" Long Yan gave a bad idea with bad intentions.
"If you keep doing this, I'm going to tell you that story."
The story of free family members receiving coupons.
Long Yan waved his hands, raised his head and touched the cat lantern above his head:
"When we shoot for a while, can we cut off all his shots and keep only the gunshots and the sound track?"
"The cat won't tell you whether the cat can do it. The cat's answer is hidden in the cat's actions. Yes, the cat should give you an answer, but..."
"What if I add a box of canned food? [Cats Eat It] brand of preserved canned crab meat."
"Meow! The cat can do it! The cat can do it! The cat can do it!"
Reality has reached its extreme.
Gwen let out a breath and picked up the submachine gun.
"The number of test targets, 35 people, are all low-level wanted criminals in Utopia and are common residents. They are currently organizing a group in the sewers, preparing to use stolen bombs to blow up the Dragon Flame Castle."
Listening to Long Yan's unfamiliar voice repeating the mission objectives, Gwen couldn't help but complain: "Is there really no problem with this?"
"no problem."
"We're going to blow up... Longyan Castle to the sky. Isn't this a problem?"
"They will be dead soon anyway."
Long Yan drawled: "Could it be that you want to use their heads to ask the commander for a reward? This is not possible, we have signed a confidentiality agreement, and all the bodies must be destroyed soon, so
Let these scum become part of historical nihilism."
"It's a high-sounding statement..."
Gwen shook her head helplessly, picked up her gun and walked behind Long Yan.
Although he was holding a submachine gun.
But there is nothing he can do about it. Who told him to remain silent now?
Therefore, we had to let Long Yan, a weapon that was supposed to provide long-range support, make the breakthrough.
This is the so-called ‘long-range breakthrough player’, right?
In fact...
Long Yan is surprisingly good at firearms and this kind of normal armed activity - it is considered a normal armed activity in Utopia.
I saw this man walking all the way in the dark and arriving at the sewer entrance of the first utopian gang enterprise gathering place.
I saw him using a small speculum-like thing to stick into the crack of the door...
"You can't buy the special product of the witchcraft company, the cleaning speculum, and you can't suffer a loss, and you can't be fooled."
Long Yan's advertising slogan was really familiar, and Gwen almost had to hold back her laughter while listening to it.
"One, two, three..."
Long Yan counted.
This person may be born to be an outdoor anchor, and he said it specifically for the sake of the audience.
Just when Gwen was wondering if this person would go in and use 'bullet time' to wipe out all the criminals, Long Yan raised his gun: "The latest rifle in the Witchcraft series is very powerful and can penetrate this kind of criminals."
level door.”
Bang bang bang bang——
Even with a silencer, the sound is loud!
The effect of this silencer is probably to prevent the user's eardrums from being shattered.
Gwen saw the rifle in Long Yan's hand pouring out ammunition at an alarming speed.
A total of sixty rounds (the general physical fitness of Utopians is better than that of humans in the parallel world, so they carry a lot more ammunition) were all swept on the door, beating the iron men to pieces, and they were no longer in the shape of a door.
.
This situation can even be described as an open door.
Gwen reacted in time, when Long Yan leaned against the wall like lightning and started to reload.
He stepped forward, picked up his submachine gun and fired a circle at the location where there were probably signs of life inside.
Explain in advance.
This is a passive ability that can only be possessed by those whose source power has reached a strong level.
That is to say, it is a kind of passive ability that cannot be turned off.
So it's not that Gwen wants to open up, it's that she has no choice.
This is a passive!
Unless no energy is used at all.
But if you don’t use any source power, can you still call it a source power? That’s definitely not possible!
Small opening does not count as opening.
This matter passed like this.
Gwen glanced at the red and warm vision in her eyes.
Although I have some criticisms about the rate of fire and recoil of this submachine gun, I still say the same thing.
"Because I am a source of power, I have the ability to control guns as a passive ability!"
Gwen pressed his gun, splashed water, and moved away. Six people in the room died immediately, and the rest were shot to death by Long Yan.
This scene.
Thanks to the will of the world not to suck Ace, otherwise both brothers would have had their accounts banned by VAC!
"Meow, what a good shot!"
I don’t know if the cat lamp is sincere, or if it’s the strange and sinister sound coming from here.
