I became the Martial Saint of the Wasteland.

Chapter 39 Chapter 0039: Weapon Purchase [Please read]

Golden Sunshine Street, Ninth Commercial Street in the outer circle.

This is the last shopping street in the block.

There is a pharmacy workshop nearby, so there is often a strange smell in the air.

Standing at the door of Old Jim's Shoe Store, it's hard to imagine that this is the secret base of the largest weapons dealer on the block.

Walking in, Rosen smelled a strong smell of leather as soon as he entered.

Behind the shelves is a tanning and sewing workbench.

The hot water is scalding the purple-gray radiation deer hide, and sewage flows across the ground.

That is also the source of the fishy smell.

An old man with gray hair and a leather apron was squatting on the ground with two young apprentices, handling the dirty leather.

After hearing the footsteps, he said without raising his head.

"The radiant moccasin boots are on the outermost side, and they come in various models."

"It allows you to trek comfortably in the wild and increases the efficiency of scavenging."

These words made Rosen interested.

"How do you know I'm a scavenger?"

This question made the old man raise his head.

The wrinkled face is full of aging.

But his eyes were not cloudy, nor were they dim as if they were about to die. Instead, they were bright and bright.

"Footsteps."

"Careful, observant, suspicious."

"These are the footsteps of scavengers."

"But now it seems that the voice caused me to misunderstand."

"Come with me, boy."

After he said this, Rosen asked with interest.

"You know why I'm here."

"Don't you need me to show any credentials?"

But the old man smiled and replied in an old and obscure voice.

"If you don't come here to buy boots, you come here to buy knives."

"Let's go, don't keep my old bones waiting."

After saying these meaningful words, the old man walked towards the store first.

Rosen narrowed his eyes, knowing in his heart that the old man in front of him was no ordinary person.

After standing there for a moment, he followed him calmly.

Come to the small backyard.

The old man raised his wrist and touched the BP lightly.

The ground suddenly shook, and soon an elevator cabin rose from the ground.

Rosen made a gesture of invitation and stepped onto the elevator cabin.

As the hatch slowly closed, and with a slight sense of weightlessness, he knew that he was heading underground.

After about ten seconds, the elevator stopped steadily.

The hatch opened and Rosen walked out slowly.

Outside is an empty and dim hall.

The walls were made of metal and had vague numbers on them with peeling paint.

This place seems to have been transformed from an underground outpost before the war.

"Guest, please come in through the passage on the right."

At this time, a high-pitched voice sounded from the loudspeaker hanging in the corner.

Without wandering around, he followed the voice's instructions and walked to the right passage.

After passing through a passage about 30 meters long and several layers of isolation doors, the front suddenly became clear.

A bright and spacious shooting gallery appeared.

A multifunctional weapons testing platform was welded to the firing position behind the sandbag fortifications.

The square homogeneous steel armor plate dozens of meters ahead was riddled with bullet holes.

A man wearing a tactical mask and a carbon nanobody armor stood in front of the test platform.

When he heard the opening of the isolation door, he turned around immediately.

He waved towards Rosen and then took off the mask on his face.

A gentle face appeared.

He looked like a middle-aged man with a bookish temperament.

From his appearance alone, it is difficult to connect him with the largest weapons dealer in the Golden Sunshine District.

"I am Otok."

He stretched out his right hand towards Rosen, which turned out to be a dark golden mechanical prosthesis.

Rosen shook hands with him as usual, and then directly showed the Golden Ear Bar's graphene VIP card. "I need the Z model advanced individual exoskeleton."

"There are also some weapons that are powerful enough."

Ottok admired such neat style.

"How about the Z2 urban garrison exoskeleton?"

"The back can be equipped with an injection module, driven by a C-type or B-type energy battery."

"The right arm is adapted to the universal third-generation weapon platform and can be equipped with a 40mm grenade launcher and a ZSL-10 triangular rapid-fire machine gun."

"The left arm can be equipped with a defender's explosion-proof steel shield, which is very suitable for destroying corpses."

Compared to the Z1 basic exoskeleton sold on the block.

The performance of Z2 has been significantly improved, and more functions or combat modules can be mounted.

However, Rosen was still not satisfied, so he took the initiative to ask.

"Is there a Z3?"

This model is the standard equipment of the Golden Sunshine Street Guards and is equipped with a more powerful weapon platform.

Ottok smiled bitterly and then explained.

"It's a bad luck for you to come."

"Just the day before yesterday, all the stocks of Z3 exoskeletons were bought."

"The latest batch of goods will have to wait for at least a month."

Frowning, Rosen could only choose the Z2 model.

He was not the kind of person to hesitate and made a decision quickly.

"Three sets of Z2 exoskeletons are required, all equipped with jet modules and bipedal sliding systems."

"In terms of weapons, two sets are equipped with triangular rapid-fire machine guns, and one set is equipped with a 40mm grenade launcher."

"In addition, prepare 24 bases of combat ammunition."

"Among them, one-third of the ammunition for the triangular machine guns has been replaced by hard-core armor-piercing bullets."

Hearing this, the smile on Black Blade Otok's face became even brighter.

"Chenghui."

"The basic model Z2 costs 1050 dark crystals per set."

“喷射模块430黯晶、三棱速射机枪每挺300黯晶、加装双足滑动系统每套150黯晶、一套40毫米榴弹发射器190黯晶。”

"I'll give you a 820% discount on ammunition, totaling [-] dark crystals."

"A total of 6460 dark crystals."

He made an offer instantly.

Rosen shook his head.

"Expensive."

"How much did you say?"

"5500."

"No, the minimum is 6300. This is my greatest sincerity."

……

After haggling, the deal was finally settled at 6080 Dark Crystal.

Soon there were robots dragging in several luggage boxes.

Rosen then began to purchase individual weapons.

I bought a laser sniper rifle codenamed Punisher 11D.

The effective range of this thing is 1500 meters, the trajectory is straight, and the penetrating power is extremely strong.

Then he bought 60 thermal grenades, 12 plasma grenades, and 27 "Cyclone" antipersonnel mines.

There are also three Destroyer Rifles, and a Black Thorn Quad Rocket Launcher.

In the end, Rosen felt that he still had more to say.

Ottok was filled with joy because he had achieved a big business.

"I also need some more powerful guys."

"I wonder if you have any here?"

This request made Otok's eyes light up.

"Of course there is."

"plz follow me."

He personally led Rosen into another darkroom isolated by lead sheets.

There are three oval-shaped bombs about thirty centimeters in diameter placed in the sealed cabinet here.

There are also a dozen large long-handled grenades.

When Rosen noticed the yellow and black symmetrical fan-shaped logo above.

Suddenly the pupils shrank.

……

(End of this chapter)