Only one Gatling cannon is in good condition.

It was housed in an airtight plastic box with multiple cartridge belts attached to it.

The Gatling cannon was covered in oil, brand new parts, and it seemed like it had never been used.

Given the heavy weight of the Gatling gun, it is estimated that it should have been removed from some mechanism.

With the strength of the mech, pick it up, attach the cartridge belt, and pull the trigger.

The Gatling cannon roared.

Dense firepower erupted, constantly spitting out tongues of fire, knocking the wreckage on the ground in all directions.

The roar of cannons, the crisp sound of shells hitting the ground, and the sound of bones throbbing the wreckage echoed through the room.

"Wow~ I'm here to play."

Valen felt that the cannon was good, more powerful than the previous grenade, so he salivated and asked Mark to try his hand.

"Forget it, it's inconvenient for me to carry such a heavy thing, so you should take it." Knowing his thoughts, pretend to be generous and let him use it.

Hearing Mark say this, Valen's face was overjoyed, and he hugged the cannon as if he were holding a bride who was about to step into the cave.

This thing is not very important in his hands, but more convenient in his hands.

With his huge size, it simply complements each other.

"Don't! ～”

Valen looked at the cannon repeatedly, imitating Mark's operation just now, wanting to test the power of the Gatling cannon, but Mark stopped him sharply.

"What's up? You may play with me, but I will not be allowed to play? Valen's face was dismayed.

Mark explained: "This thing doesn't have a lot of cartridges, and the rate of fire is too fast, which makes the ammunition consumption extremely high. Try again, it's a piece of scrap metal without bullets! If you shoot close, bullets will bounce, and stray bullets will kill people. ”

Knowing what he meant, Valen smiled innocently.

The previous argument that modern weapons were rejected is completely contrary to the original intention.

There are too many weapons available here, and too few practical ones.

As he was about to leave, Mark noticed what appeared to be a long box hidden behind the dried corpse with a hole in his chest.

The appearance and material of the box are different from the style of the box containing other weapons.

With curiosity, he walked over and pulled the box out.

But in my heart, I secretly wondered: what is hidden so that this dry corpse still does not forget to hide it before he dies?

"Hurry up! After taking the things, I set off, grinding like an old girl. ”

Valen was overjoyed with his new Gatling cannon, and looked satisfied.

While wiping it carefully, he kept urging Mark to leave.

"Wait a minute! You bring more ammo and so on. ”

Since he came, he didn't care about this little time, so Mark insisted on opening the box, ignoring Valen's urging.

The color of the box is inconspicuous, not much different from the color of concrete, but the pattern marked on its shell is the same as that painted by Wang Qiang.

I was surprised, but I made the action of opening the box in my hand.

Lifting the lid of the box, he found that there was a long sword inside.

The long sword is pitch black throughout, and the single-sided blade is open, which is a single-edged sword.

The back of the knife is full of round holes like meteorites, and it has not been polished.

Apparently still a half-finished product.

Extremely simple!!

Not even a handguard.

If you don't look closely, you can think it's a charred wooden bar.

Bad luck!!

It's just a broken sword!

But the hilt of the sword was exquisitely made, and it attracted Mark to take a closer look.

If you look closely, it is actually made of the Martian precious metal "Oharu"!

I was happy again.

The longsword should be as simple as a charred wooden strip.

The junction between the hilt and the body of the sword is inscribed with a pattern, and the pattern is the four triangles that constitute the things painted by Wang Qiang.

The pattern is slightly raised, I don't know what it is for?

Secretly wondering......

Seeing Mark in a daze, Valen waved his hand and shouted, "Let's go." What are you stunned about a handful of broken copper and iron? This kind of goods in our Kansas is 10,000 times better than this 'fire blower'!"

He didn't listen to Valen, abandoned the black sword and left.

Instead, follow your instinct and press down on the sword pattern with your thumb.

"Buzz", the black sword chirped slightly.

The black blade was as red as fire, and as long as the button lasted for a long time, the blade quickly turned scarlet, as if metal was heated and glowed red.

The scarlet is eerie, and the heat from the burning is overwhelming.

Zhengjue is weird, and he slashes it casually.

"Choke!"

The red light flashed, and the iron frame where the weapons were stacked slashed with Mark's swing, slashing at each other.

The incision is smooth and clean, and the smoke curls up.

The molten steel juice that was the same color as the blade of the sword was dripping and solidifying.

Valen heard the voice, and immediately rushed to find that the long sword in Mark's hand was all red.

The original disdain quickly turned into a big shock, and the eyes of jealousy were about to burst into flames, but he scolded with a smile: "What the hell is this?" Let me see! ”

Mark knew that Valen had a rough temperament, but he never asked for help.

He is a soldier like himself, and based on such a good thing, he must be like a miser who sees a rare treasure, and will never let go easily.

If you take it and look at it again, it will belong to him again.

My heart was hot, and I was reluctant to give it.

Pretending to be surprised, "What happened just now?" I don't know, I'll try again......"

No longer press the button, slash at the iron frame several times.

The results can be imagined.

Except for the "ding" sound, the collision between metals is no different from the ordinary collision of long swords.

Such a little trick Valen obviously would not believe it.

Just as he was about to come over to ask for it, a group of monsters jumped in from outside.

There are so many of them, and they are flocking to it.

They climbed the walls, roofs, and floors of the armory, leaping out of the two of them......

There was no time to argue, and Valen picked up his Gatling cannon and opened fire on the "spiders".

"Bump Bump! ~”

The Gatling cannon spewed tongues of fire, and the dense fire smashed the monsters that leaped into the air into powder, and the few who were left fled in all directions.

The monsters fled, still cursing in foul and vicious language they didn't understand.

Numerous voices rang out constantly, as if countless people were chattering into their ears.

The tone is low, and it makes people feel hysterical after listening to it.

If you listen carefully to what they are swearing, you will fall for them.

The voices converged into a torrent, like a magic spell, making people dizzy and their brains swelling.

Valen's eyes were glazed and his movements were sluggish, like a zombie, and the cannon in his hand was spinning and no longer spitting bullets.

The helmet has a voice filtering function.

The curse of these things was just a cacophony to Mark, and it didn't have the same effect as Valen.

"Valen! Wake up! ”

shouted at him, but the old third tube in his hand kept spewing out ion rays.

Losing the dense fire of the Gatling cannon, the monsters followed them like ghosts.

The old third pipe has a single firepower and is difficult to support alone.

Covering Valen, seeing that he was still glazed, he stepped forward and kicked his ass.

"What for?"

The ass and eggs hurt and woke up suddenly.

Just as he was about to get angry, he raised his eyes and saw a room full of monsters crawling......