The Surrogate Bride of the Colonel He

C59 – Understanding of Weapons

The gunner he held had a comfortable weight, not overly heavy. While it might be categorized as a simulation, there remained a subtle variance in weight; nevertheless, it wasn’t an issue.

After the inspection, Xu Yangyi was ready to leave when he noticed Rosen and the other two watching him.

“What’s up?” Xu Yangyi cast a brief glance at the trio, his brow slightly furrowed.

“Are you sure you want to go with this gun?” Rosen queried him directly. Xu Yangyi found amusement in how Rosen was scrutinizing him, as if he were a novice.

Ji Guangming was quick to provide Xu Yangyi with context, “While this kind of heavy weaponry can carry a significant amount of rounds, it doesn’t hold an edge over a shorter firearm. Sister-in-law…”

“I get it. This gun can hold fifty rounds, but each shot expends five rounds, meaning I only have ten shots for the tank,” Xu Yangyi retorted, rolling his eyes and cutting Ji Guangming off before he could finish.

You seriously think I’m some clueless kid? The tank’s short gun was meant to be a police simulation, so it had a twenty-round capacity. That’s twenty chances to hit me, giving him an edge, right? But guess what, I took him down before he could fire six shots.

Xu Yangyi’s confidence remained steadfast and unwavering.

Hearing this, the three of them were taken aback, impressed by Xu Yangyi’s profound understanding of firearms.

“Maybe you think it’s got a better chance of hitting you, since each shot’s like two tanks, but as long as you dodge the bullet trajectory, you’re good. Since you’re no newbie to tanks, my advice is to go with something more practical. Plus, this one’s too heavy for you.” Rosen disregarded Xu Yangyi’s comment and handed him a compact pistol, more suitable for a lady.

Staring at the firearm before him, Xu Yangyi’s frustration surged. “Are you gonna shoot me or what? Why all this chatter?”

Seriously! What’s wrong with him? I already said I’m good. Why the hell are they still going on?

Xu Yangyi found himself growing disinterested in the competition due to their incessant chatter that was becoming bothersome.

Nevertheless, Rosen’s intentions were thoughtful. Upon gauging Xu Yangyi’s height and weight, Rosen realized this particular gun wasn’t the best fit for him. Thus, he earnestly attempted to persuade Xu Yangyi. However, Rosen’s perspective was based on individuals inexperienced with firearms, while Xu Yangyi was far from a novice.

“He’s insisting it’s all fine. Rosen, there’s no need for more words. I’ll just stick with ten bullets for him.” As he spoke, Xu Yangyi was ready to retrieve the bullets. Yet, he was halted by Xu Yangyi’s intervention. “Don’t worry, I’ll defeat you before even using my sixth bullet, so you don’t have to hand them over.” With that, Xu Yangyi headed for the exit. However, just before reaching the door, he abruptly turned back toward the tank, which was shrouded in shadow. He stated, “Underestimating others is a habit that leads to losses, old man.”

At that moment, the morning sunlight streamed through the entrance, casting its glow upon Xu Yangyi’s figure. His silhouette merged with the firearm in his grasp as he looked ahead, exuding a commanding aura. Tall and untamed, he resembled a steed in the midst of a blazing fire, radiating dominance to a dazzling extent.

The three onlookers stood dumbfounded yet again, experiencing a slight bewilderment. Or perhaps, it was more accurate to say that they were captivated by Xu Yangyi’s presence at that very moment.

“Why are you all just standing there!?” Lead the way already! Xu Yangyi’s patience waned as he noticed the trio’s indecisiveness. Nodding in the direction of the exit, he urged them to hasten to the Survival Game’s arena.