The prisoner and the sea

Chapter 238 Advertisement Shooting
The deposit is [-] for military use, and it's not a roll, it's a 'now bomb'.

and…

……

Sniper Cat, the main tower.

bang.

The Curseblade kicked open a well-closed crate with the seal 'Flour, Canned Food' on it.

Inside was a layer of hay, then tarpaulin, and finally rows of shiny military bullets loaded in long 50-round magazines.

Click it.

The other box was pried open by the curious rabbit mantle and cat lamp, and it was a drum loaded with hundreds of rounds.

Curseblade took a breath——

"Hiss, didn't you tell him that the military coupons are all you need?"

"No, no."

Gwen was dumbfounded.

"Are all the urbanites at the giant city level like this?"

He looked at Tomia.

Miss Mastodon's head was shaking like a rattle, and she put her palms out on her chest.

"No no no no!"

"No way!"

"Even people at the giant capital level wouldn't be so ignorant of common sense?"

"However, I have indeed heard that the upper echelons of witchcraft groups are nobles. Maybe it is understandable that they have no common sense?"

Tomia swallowed: "It's not only for military use, but also full of magazines. Doesn't he know that these magazines are almost the same as the deposit."

"Meow ow ow!"

Cat Lantern has already taken a few magazines and started researching.

"And they're all magazines of the witchcraft series, high-end stuff." Rabbit Man gently stroked the drum with his tail.

However, since these are all Gwen's wealth, she wisely didn't take them out and watch them slowly.

"Do you have a way to sell these magazines?"

Gwen changed his mind temporarily.

"What's wrong?" Cursed Blade 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 20% to the residents of the main tower as dividends for train income."

"I can help!"

Sparks came out of nowhere.

The rabbit cat had already embraced these drums with a meow, and rubbed them with its chin.

It can be said that it is quite cat-like.

Huita said in surprise:
"Really? The military use that you distribute is nearly 70%, which is already more than the dividends that Curseblade has distributed to me over the years."

"Is there a possibility that it is because you are not worthy?"

Curse Blade said in a calm tone: "From a Suka spy training who asked straight to the point, 'Boss, what is your next itinerary? Who do you want to see? It costs a lot, and some bears don’t have enough source power potential, so it cost me a lot of money to help.”

"..."

Huita didn't say a word, and was put into the autistic stage.

"Are you really going to use it for the military?" Rabbit Man asked.

Although distressed.

But Gwen is serious. Although providing dividends will reduce your savings in a short period of time, it will indeed make money in the long run. The residents of the main tower have their own sales channels. As long as they have these If there are channels, it will be easier for him to make money
"Yeah!" the rabbit mantle cheered and began to pick up a drum and start dismantling the ammunition.

The dark cat muttered next to it: "Perhaps it would be better to leave it to Mao Deng to dismantle it? Although their paws look fat but they are very flexible..."

"Meow!" The cat lanterns dropped their magazines and ran away.

Seeing this, Gwen said: "Then give the cat lamp an additional 5% share, let them help dismantle the bullets, pack and store them by the way, but only the working cat lamp can be divided."

"Meow!" The cat lamps ran back like lightning, quickly picked up the clips, used their claws and tails together, and quickly began to dismantle the bullets and eject them.

……

In the middle of the night, the Fuxing Street sewer of the Fellowship.

Gwen and Long Yan meet here.

When they met again, Gwen saw that Long Yan had changed his skin, or in other words, his armor.

A body of bronze muscle armor that makes people drool, looks like a retro series.

The figure is finally clear.

It belongs to a bodybuilding figure that looks a bit like an inverted triangle. The arms look very strong, quite a bit like Karl Malone's unicorn arms, making it impossible to imagine the extreme impact of these arms.

A black cloak and hood are added on the outside.

"You changed your armor again?"

Gwen looked at this armor and felt that it was like Long Yan's 'swimsuit limited edition'. Such a thin armor should be no different from the swimsuit edition.

"Special armor, which strengthens the mobility and weakens the defense, and this is added."

"Look."

Long Yan and Gwen are already familiar with each other, so they don't hesitate to give each other some good things.

He pulled back the skirt armor at his waist, and underneath was a row of faintly glowing black gas tanks. "An enhanced version of the ventilator, which provides me with better oxygen supply. You know my condition, the airway is almost useless."

Long Yan's current state may be stronger than Darth Vader.

But it still needs a life support system to ensure action. These are the messages 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.

"Then your mobility has become stronger? Or, has it returned to its original level?"

The original level refers to the movement speed of the opponent after strengthening with the source force.

If there is no 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 stood on the spot, but it could be seen that the burns he received were still too severe.Even with the latest life-support devices, his legs still couldn't lift his knees.

Gwen couldn't help thinking about it.

Looking at the box beside Long Yan:
"This is the trial product?"

The witchcraft group is quite rich, so they hired Long Yan and Gwen to conduct experiments together.

In other words, to test the strength of the trial weapon.

"Well, a submachine gun and a rifle. The ammunition is ordinary standard ammunition, and the expected ammunition is only standard ammunition. Which one do you want to use?"

"Submachine gun."

"Oh, why? I thought you would prefer the high firepower of the rifle, and I also specially contacted you about how to use the submachine gun that I haven't used for a long time."

"Sukka."

Rolling her eyes, Gwen picked up the submachine gun.Because that rifle was almost two-thirds his height, and it was really...

On the contrary, the submachine gun is more delicate.

Long Yan grabbed the rifle and started to install the silencer manually at the same time.

This thing can be regarded as the unique patent of witchcraft in Utopia.

Gwen also fitted the muffler.

"No lightsaber allowed?"

He glanced at the space, feeling a little guilty, he believed that his sword skills were more than spear skills.

"Try not to use it."

"Source power?"

"Don't choose one that the camera can see clearly."

"…what?"

Long Yan let out a whistle, who knows how the armored man made the whistle.

From the darkness, a particularly murky gray flame emerges, and a cat lamp emerges.Wearing a huge bow tie, six video tapes hanging from the cat's tail, and holding a strange retro video camera in its two paws, the cat with a beautiful and solemn beard mutters in its mouth:

"...Meow, the uneasy breath... Meow, the cat can feel it, is it an afterimage left by the past impression, meow."

Gwen waved.

Crack - a loud bang, and the Cat Lantern screams "Meow! Inspirit Mode!"

Bang——like a fired Winchester ejection shotgun, a bullet-shaped film casing was ejected from the camera in Mao Lantern's hands. 】.

"The strange female ghost, give me a daze! Meow!"

Mao Deng complacently looked down at the camera (didn't see the neck) and was shocked (it was difficult for Gwen to see the expression on the cat's face), "Meow! Aren't you a female ghost?"

"How could I be a female ghost?"

Gwen was shocked and pointed at Long Yan.

The degree of unreliability of the opponent has greatly increased.

Long Yan shook his head helplessly:

"This is the Ombudsman Cat Lamp from the Witchcraft Company. The species seems to be called [Camera Cat Lamp]..."

Is your surname Chen?
The cat lantern quickly floated onto Longyan's helmet and came down, carefully raising the camera with both paws: "Meow! Video mode!"

"...this cat lamp has two modes. In the camera mode, she can perform exorcism rituals and capture spirit creatures as a 'cat lamp summoning card'. And the video mode, she can shoot normal definition or high-definition video, and just need to import it with the cat tail. She will be our 'body recorder' throughout today."

Long Yan made a joke.

"...to film the effects of our use of weapons, and to explain."

Long Yan's voice became younger and younger, and that heavy breathing sound had also disappeared.

"...It can be said that our task today is also to shoot a promotional film."

His voice has been completely heard and will not be associated with 'Long Yan'.

Gwen understood right away.

So he also used special skills to change his pronunciation, but at the same time, his face froze, and he pointed to the dragon horns on the top of his head and the dragon tail behind him: "What should I do about these?"

"Chop it off?" Long Yan gave a bad idea maliciously.

"If you go on like this, I'm going to tell that story."

Free family pick up volume stories too.

Long Yan waved his hands and touched the cat lamp above his head:
"When shooting later, cut off all his shots. Is it okay to keep only the gunshots and the soundtrack?"

"A cat won't tell you if a cat can do it. The cat's answer is hidden in the cat's actions. Yes, the cat should give you an answer, but..."

"How about adding a box of canned food? Fresh canned crab meat from the [Cats Eat] brand."

"Meow! Cats are fine! Cats are too good! Cats are absolutely fine!"

Reality at its extreme.

Gwen exhaled and picked up the submachine gun.

"The number of test targets, 35 people, all of them are Utopia's low-level wanted criminals, and they are common residents. Currently, a group is being organized in the sewer, and they are going to blow up Longyan Castle with stolen bombs."

Listening to Long Yan's unfamiliar voice recounting the mission objectives, Gwen couldn't help complaining: "Is this really no problem?"

"no problem."

"I'm going to blow up...Longyan Castle, isn't that a problem?"

"Anyway, they're going to die soon."

Long Yan dragged on: "Could it be that you want to take their heads to ask for a reward from the driver? That's not allowed. We have signed a non-disclosure agreement, and all the corpses must be destroyed after a while. Let these scumbags be part of historical nihilism."

"Sounding high-sounding..."

Gwen shook her head helplessly, raised her gun and walked behind Long Yan.

Although he is holding a submachine gun.

But this is also something that can't be helped, who told him to keep silent now.

Therefore, Long Yan had to use the weapon that was supposed to provide long-range support to make a breakthrough.

This is the so-called 'breakthrough player who is good at long-distance'.

In fact...

Long Yan is unexpectedly good at firearms and this kind of normal armed activities - it is normal armed activities in Utopia.

I saw this person walking all the way in the dark, and arrived at the sewer gate of the first utopian characteristic gang enterprise gathering place.

I saw him use a small thing like a looking glass to stick into the crack of the door...

"The looking glass used to suppress the special products of the witchcraft company. If you can't buy it, you will lose money and you can't be fooled."

Long Yan's set of commercials is really familiar, and Gwen almost listened to it with a suppressed smile.

"One, two, three..."

Long Yan counted.

This person may be born to be an outdoor anchor, and he said it 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 of the witchcraft series is very powerful, and it can penetrate such criminals." level door."

bang bang bang-

Even with a silencer, this sound is too loud!

The effect of this muffler is estimated to prevent the user's eardrum from being shattered.

Gwen saw the rifle in Long Yan's hand pouring ammunition out at an astonishing speed.

A total of sixty rounds (utopian people generally have better physical fitness than humans in parallel worlds, so they carry a lot more ammunition) were all swept on the door, smashing the iron sheets to pieces, and they are no longer "door type". .

It 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 strode up, picked up his submachine gun and shot around the place where there were signs of life inside.

Be forewarned.

This is a passive ability that can only be possessed by those whose source power has reached a strong rating.

That is to say, it belongs to a kind of source force passive ability that cannot be turned off.

So it's not that Gwen wants to be open, but that there is no way.

This is a passive!
Unless there is no source of power.

But if you don’t use any source power, is it still called a source force envoy?That must not be possible!
A small opening does not count.

This is how it went.

Gwen shot at Hongwen's vision in his eyes.

Although there are some complaints about the rate of fire and recoil of this submachine gun, it is still the same sentence.

"Because I'm a source of force, so the passive ability has gun control!"

Gwen pressed the gun and splashed water to move over. Six people in the room died directly, and the rest were all shot to death by Long Yan.

this scene.

Thanks to the will of this world not to suppress Ace, otherwise these two brothers would have to be VAC titled!

"Meow, good marksmanship!"

I don't know if Mao Lantern meant it sincerely, or it was the voice of yin and yang that sounded here.

(End of this chapter)