When Cheng Bin took a comfortable hot bath, he lay down on the luxurious bed arranged for him by Emily and began a pleasant dream exploration journey.

In an extraordinarily luxuriously decorated office in Maple Leaf Township, SOD's senior commissioner, Glova Brown, the commercial consul in Maple Leaf Township, is the senior commissioner of SOD. Djugashvili was standing next to a long table, looking at what was on it.

"What you're seeing now is an M16 automatic rifle made in prehistoric times."

SOD's Senior Appraiser in Maple Leaf Town, Conan. Goldsworth said.

Because there are always many precious items from prehistoric times that can be harvested in the wasteland, SOD sent him here to take charge of it himself. In terms of numbers, SOD's senior appraisers are much less numerous than those of high commissioners, and naturally they are much more precious.

After all, anyone can become a high commissioner if needed, and only need to go through the process of the relevant company executives, and the power of the commissioner is guaranteed by the company's board of directors, while the process that a senior appraiser needs to go through is much more complicated, at least no executive can make a person have the corresponding professional competence by virtue of his appointment.

However, administratively speaking, the senior appraiser was only the technical director, and he still had to obey the arrangements of the commercial consul, so Conan was very unhappy with the fact that he was called out of bed early in the morning, but he still dutifully introduced what he saw to Glois.

"Look at the barrel of this gun." He pointed to the rifle on the table with his white-gloved right hand and said, "This is a special weighted barrel, pay attention to the inscription here, it indicates that it was made by the Colt Company." I didn't find the date of manufacture of this lot number, but judging by the number of the lot number, it should be more than 60 years old by now...... But the whole gun is still in good condition, and apparently its owner has taken care of its maintenance. ”

Gloix listened intently, trying to contain the impatience in his heart. That's why he's reluctant to deal with technicians, who always can't get to the point, but they have a very bad temper and don't want to be interrupted.

It wasn't until Conan's chatter finally came to an end that Glois seized the opportunity and asked, "So what is the performance of this gun?" ”

"Ahh I'm sorry. "Conan is a high-level technician, but he still has basic emotional intelligence, and of course he knows that what he has just said is worthless to Glois, and his words are more suitable for those who have a lot of money and are interested in prehistoric weapons than practical.

Of course, Conan's tirade just now was not so much a joy to see the hunt as a revenge for dragging Glois out of bed before dawn. After all, although there are not many firearms from prehistoric times, they can still be seen frequently. The M16 was not a particularly prized firearm, and the A4 model, with its extended and heavy barrel, was a little more intriguing.

After all, compared to the more common M4 rifles, especially the M4 carbine, the body of the standard M16 is long enough, and with the weighted and lengthened barrel for the A4, the length of this gun has reached a whole new height, even surpassing some shorter sniper rifles. Even in prehistoric times, troops armed with rifles of this model were quite special.

"It's a good gun." Conan concluded: "High accuracy, long range, and great lethality. In fact, you look at this holographic diffractoscope next to it. "At the time, they called it the HDS, and it gave pretty accurate target designation, so it could be used as a sniper rifle," he says. ”

Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered the corpse of a mutant beast that he had acquired yesterday. It was a vegetarian mutant.

Generally speaking, vegetarian animals are generally less timid and more easily frightened, especially the sensory organs of mutants are more sensitive than ordinary beasts, so it is usually difficult for hunters to hunt complete mutants - most of the time, the mutants captured by hunters either fall into traps or are shot to death in the process of escaping, and basically the appearance of the corpses is more miserable. That's why he paid a high premium when he bought the mutant beast's corpse yesterday. Although the most valuable part of the mutant beast is its internal organs, a complete mutant skin can still be sold for a good price from the nobles of the royal capital, especially if the mutant beast's fur is still beautiful.

The reason the mutant beast's fur was able to be preserved was that it died from a bullet that pierced its brain, and the bullet flew in one eye and out of the other, killing with a single shot, cleanly.

To be honest, this kind of marksmanship not only requires the position of the eyes of the animal that is shot, but also requires the shooting skills of the hunter and the stability of the gun, and all three are indispensable.

Considering the mutant's sensitive sensory organs, Conan suspected that the young hunter had pulled the trigger at least three hundred meters away.

After a pause, Conan retracted his divergent thoughts and continued to explain to Glois: "This gun only has single and triple bursts, and I remember that the information says that the interval between three bursts is relatively long. ”

"So?" Glois asked, "It's not for melee combat?" ”

"Rather than saying that, I'm more inclined to think that its users are sure that they can take out their enemies from a great distance."

Conan gave a conclusion, which, in his opinion, was already obvious, but out of professional habit, the senior appraisers would not give controversial answers, and it would be too unsafe for the appraisers themselves. After all, his judgment was just a normal inference, and it is entirely possible that the owner of this gun just happened to get it, and had no other choice but to keep it.

"I know you're more interested in people who have these things." Conan said, "Look at this again. ”

He pointed to a few regular-shaped, palm-sized blocks placed in a single corner of the table and said, "This is C4 explosives. He picked up a different package, "I don't know what it is, it's a rare text on it, it's the script used in the Oriental countries in prehistoric times." I'm guessing it's another explosive with a different nature than C4. ”

"Don't worry." Speaking of this, he noticed Gloix's expression and comforted: "These are electrically detonated, and they are very safe." ”

Finally, he picked up another small flat box, "This is a man-soldier battlefield communication device, which is part of the man-soldier combat system in prehistoric times, and is usually distributed to soldiers, who can use it for short-range communication. ”

He cocked his finger and pointed upward, "There are still a lot of things that can be done using the near-Earth satellite network of that era." It's a pity it's turned off and I don't know how to get it to turn it on. ”

"Actually, there's some interesting stuff in the things you've found, but from that alone I can conclude that its owner may be a professional soldier, or at least a professionally trained soldier."

Conan said to Glois seriously.