Chapter 119 Xue Rirewu, K-1 automatic pistol! (Second update)
“There are not many things, but they are all extremely needed. Compared with the level of Huang Biao and his team, Maeda Kento is a very qualified enemy!”
Putting down Kento Maeda's core, Somo waved his hand gracefully and opened the storage space.
In the corner where weapons and equipment are placed, two shiny black pistols lie inside.
“I’ve seen a lot of Kento Maeda’s storage space, and when I changed it to my own, it felt a lot bigger!”
Sumo felt a little emotional, and at the same time, he grabbed the pistol in the corner and took it to the outside world.
The two pistols have exactly the same appearance and seem to come from the same source.
"It's both familiar and strange. This kind of gun looks like it was manufactured in batches. Most likely it was opened from a treasure chest?"
Adjust the safety of the two guns to Safetyon. Sumo picked up the gun on his left and looked at it carefully.
The pistol in the tall man's hand was not a gun already on the earth.
This pistol, judging from its appearance, looks a bit like the "Makarov" pistol on Earth, which is the famous school officer's pistol.
The appearance looks very light and is not heavy to the touch.
But the strange thing is that the Marklov pistol is a well-known compact self-defense pistol. It is equipped with 9 mm bullets and has a magazine capacity of 8 rounds.
The barrel of this pistol is a bit slender, and from the side, the streamlined shape is naturally more in line with Chinese aesthetics and more aggressive.
Press the magazine latch and pull it down with a little force to remove the magazine.
This gun belongs to Kento Maeda. It has a total ammunition capacity of 12 rounds. One round has been fired so far, and there are 11 bullets left.
Another tall guy's gun, empty magazine, not a single bullet.
A bullet popped out, a 9mm bullet made of brass, which exuded a charming luster under the light of the treasure box.
Another bullet popped out. Sumo took one in each hand and touched the polishing marks of the two bullets.
After a while, Sumo felt relieved.
The flash caps under the bullets on both sides have exactly the same arc and direction. The perfect patterns polished by the bullet cases are surprisingly consistent when placed under the light.
"It looks like these are indeed pistols and bullets taken from a treasure chest. Such a perfect craftsmanship cannot be achieved even with assembly lines and machine tools. It should be the handiwork of the game"
Pistols are not terrible. In this apocalyptic wasteland environment, to a certain extent, they are not even as useful as electric crossbows.
And this kind of compact pistol, in a sense, should be more used as a short-range deterrent weapon.
It is not a true mid- to long-range anti-enemy weapon.
The technological chain of firearms will unleash its most terrifying fangs only when the automatic rifles, machine guns, and even sniper rifles at the back are revealed.
Gathering his attention, Sumo looked at the pistol in his hand, and an illusory attribute panel popped up:
[K-1 Automatic Pistol]
[Description]: With a very small back seat and considerable power, it is an ideal weapon for close combat defense within 20m.
[Data]:
Caliber: 9×18mmPM/PMM
Magazine capacity: 8rds/12rds
Muzzle velocity: 315 or 430m/s
Effective range: 75m
Rifling: 4, right-hand
[Evaluation]: It is said that during the battle with this pistol to eliminate illegal armed forces, the gangsters used this pistol extensively, but it was unable to harm the soldiers wearing body armor at all.
“It turns out that the appearance has really been changed, but the power is still the same?”
After looking at the automatic pistol named K1, it still had similar lethality data to Marklov, Su Mo was a little dumbfounded.
Compared to that magic gun, the biggest change of K1 is that the barrel is lengthened, which increases the effective range.
But speaking of power, even if this gun hits someone at a distance of 50m, it will not have an immediate fatal effect as long as it does not hit a few important vital points.
Insert the magazine, take out a unit of wood, adjust the safety to Safetyoff, and pull the trigger without much aim.
Boom~
The booming sound scared Oreo who was lying on the ground, and the big and small sparks started cooing crazily.
Although the sound of the pistol is not high-pitched, in a space like the underground, after oscillating back and forth, the sound is still slightly irritating.
Opening the safety, Sumo picked up the wood and looked at the shooting hole carefully.
"Well, it's not bad. Although I haven't played with guns for so long, the marksmanship skills that dad gave me are still there!"
Compared with crossbows, Sumo is much more skilled in shooting firearms. .
Not only because he is a military fan, but also because Su’s father taught him by words and deeds every day, nagged in his ears, and slowly trained him with a model gun.
As for growing up, Sumo would occasionally spend his only ten or twenty thousand yuan of pocket money every month to shoot at the shooting range to relax.
After the end of the world, although this gun was not the familiar Beretta M92FS, Sumo's good shooting skills still ensured that he could hit wherever he pointed at close range.
"Pistols are better for deterrence. In comparison, my crossbow can completely destroy it in all aspects."
"I just hope that when I save enough survival points to repair the thermal weapon machine tool, I can make it." Something practical, not just something that is useless!”
Without the conditions, Sumo couldn’t maintain the two pistols. It can only be returned to the storage space to delay the natural wear and tear caused by long-term storage.
I tried the remaining cores of the shelter. The three complete cores can be put down immediately and the materials inside can be extracted.
As for the damaged cores, except for Maeda Kento's, 7 out of 12 can be fused immediately, and 5 need to destroy the corresponding shelter before they can be used.
“After the first disaster update, the weakening was too serious. Among so many damaged cores, only three people actually opened the storage space, and there was only one cubic meter!”
The first time It requires 100 disaster points to activate. I don't know about other people's situations, but based on the cores in hand, Sumo can roughly guess how difficult it is to get 100 points.
Acid rain, as a beginner's disaster, weakens most of the damage. As long as you can collect suitable materials in the early stage and ensure that the shelter is intact, you can basically get 100 points to open it.
Unfortunately, most people have poor adaptability or bad luck, so they are stuck before 100 points and fail to make enough.
"Those who survive the next disaster should have points to open one cubic meter of storage space."
In the only two cores with storage space, it cannot be opened. Somo didn't find anything valuable, mostly broken tools and simple food and water.
The only thing that was a bit surprising was that in one core, different from the bloody ones that had been taken off before, there were three brand new cotton jackets and two pairs of heavy cotton trousers.
In the upper right corner of the cotton-padded jacket, you can vaguely see a logo called: TheSouthFace
After matching the styles, Sumo was surprised to find that these clothes seemed to be from the treasure chest. The same, the style is exactly the same.
Together with the six pieces I took off before, regardless of the color, it looks like a school uniform, and it looks extremely neat.
"With these three brand new ones, there is no need to wash these bloody ones. Just find an opportunity to trade them out directly. It would be nice to exchange them for some supplies."
In the storage space , the blood-stained cotton-padded jacket was neatly tied up with ropes by Somo and placed in the corner.
There was blood on it, so Sumo originally planned to wash it and use it to wear. Now that he has a new one, he naturally doesn’t need to save so much.
After packing up all the trophies and putting them away in different categories, Somo stretched his waist and began to put on his combat uniform.
"It's done. Now you can get some snow in and make it into daily water for washing, washing clothes or taking a bath!"
Since I traveled to this world, I haven't taken a bath for half a month. If It wasn't because he couldn't take care of himself due to his daily busy schedule that Su Mo even disliked himself.
Olio, who was lying on the ground, saw Sumo getting dressed and thought he was going out to play. He threw away all the sparks in excitement and ran over, barking.
"It's late at night, why are you going out to play? I'll get some water and come back later to give you a bath!"
Hearing Sumo's words, Oreo turned around immediately He pretended not to hear, crooked his neck and ran back, slipping and falling on the way.
This look made the big and small sparks scream.
"Oreo is so human-like that he even feels shy. It seems there are many wonders waiting for me to explore in the wasteland!"
Shaked his head, Putting aside all the strange thoughts that suddenly appeared in his mind, Sumo "hurriedly" turned on the TV to check the surrounding situation.
The picture book is scanned every day without any creatures, but this is only the primary picture book.
None of the kobolds, lions and other fantasy creatures could be swept out.
Therefore, the good habit of using the TV to do a survey every time before going out must be maintained.
“Well, the environment near my shelter is poor and it is a depression. It is estimated that not many creatures like to come here. After so many days, only a chameleon showed up at my door!”
The sky outside has turned dark, and I don’t know what technology the TV uses to provide perfect fill light for the picture.
After looking around and finding no trace, Sumo turned off the TV with confidence, opened the entrance door and walked out.
The combination dial was turned, the lock tongue retracted with a creak, and the door was slowly pushed open, and a bit of coldness seeped in.
At night again, the temperature began to drop sharply.
Somo took off his mask and felt it. At this time, the temperature was at least ten degrees below zero, which was not much different than when the disaster struck.
“Fortunately, the wind speed has finally become smaller at night. If we follow this trend, the wind should stop in the middle of the night. That’s good, people who choose ground shelters will not be unable to survive!”
Without the wind, snowflakes slowly floated down from the sky.
Under the illumination of the moonlight, the entire land is white and flawless, looking like a picture scroll, extremely beautiful.
If you don't count the pressure of survival, if you build a B&B with such beautiful scenery, it will cost tens of thousands per night, and there will probably be a lot of people waving their money to live in it!
“It’s so beautiful! With this kind of weather, if my sister is here, I can build a snowman for fun.”
When I think about my sister often arguing about why it’s still snowing and wanting to build a snowman, etc. If so, Sumo smiled knowingly and walked to the hillside to look at the land.
Sacrifice an old bird’s book!
(End of this chapter)