Chapter 89: Harvest: Electromagnetic Sniper Rifle
However, this path hadn’t produced anyone who reached Tier 4 before his rebirth.
The most powerful was a Tier 3 Profession wanted by the Mechanical God Cult.
Right, the Mechanical God Cult.
Clearly, every faction had plenty of filthy, dirty business involving deadbeat parents, but the Mechanical God Cult played the role of the wasteland’s biggest villain.
But them wanted someone playing with flesh and blood taboos… that should count as dog-eat-dog.
No one was much more noble than anyone else.
Su Huan identified the five corpses on the ground one by one and calculated the approximate number of people He Jie had left.
The Steel Council strictly executed by squad units.
Namely integers like 5, 20, 100, 300.
Moreover, the current Steel Council hadn’t yet established New City for large-scale survivor consolidation, nor implemented a follower system. Right now, one soldier was just one soldier, unlike a few years later when one regular soldier was followed by a bunch of peripheral servant soldiers and followers.
One person equivalent to an army, with extremely strong combat power.
This was also why Su Huan wanted to emulate the Steel Council system.
He had too many subordinates; he couldn’t manage them with fine detail. As a force leader, what he should do was build a framework, an order, a reasonable reward and punishment mechanism to motivate his subordinates’ enthusiasm, rather than personally going into battle and driving every individual himself.
So Captain He, including himself, had at most 15 people left.
But in reality, He Jie’s manpower was two fewer than Su Huan estimated, because two were directly killed when blocking the train, and subtracting the five-man squad sent out, now there were only eight people surrounding the outside of the armory.
If not for one of his subordinates being a peculiar controller who deflected bullets for him, Captain He would have died here too.
After ten minutes, Lu Xiao led people to clean up the battlefield.
In total, they captured two Gray Wolf-5 modular combat rifles using 5.56×45mm standard rounds, two Gray Bear-7 heavy machine guns with 30-round magazine/100-round ammunition box dual supply mode, and one Gray Elephant-3 shotgun.
These main weapons were complete sets, along with some secondary weapons whose models were more scattered.
However, the captured ammunition was very little.
Lu Xiao walked over. “The bulletproof vests and night vision goggles are all damaged. From the equipment, they look like foreign special forces, but some tactical movements…”
“Very familiar, right?”
Su Huan said indifferently, turning to walk toward the armory.
With the Steel Council’s squad configuration, the assault troopers and firepower specialists in He Jie’s team should all be dead.
And their mass destruction weapons were all consumed in the zombie horde; the only remaining threat was the sniper.
But the area around the armory was flat, with the tallest building being that six-story small building ahead.
If the opponent dared to hole up there, it would purely be suicide.
There was still a pile of rocket launchers unused in the armory.
Lu Xiao’s expression darkened only briefly before he let out a long breath, shook off those messy thoughts, and quickly caught up with his footsteps.
After another hour, everyone had inventoried the entire armory, with ammunition being the most abundant.
Rifle ammunition: 5.56mm standard rounds about 100,000 (50 boxes × 2000 rounds)
Handgun ammunition: 9mm about 30,000 (30 boxes × 1000 rounds)
Shotgun ammunition: 12-gauge shotgun shells about 5,000 (10 boxes × 500 rounds)
Machine gun ammunition: 7.62×51mm about 200,000 (belt-fed/ammunition box)
Anti-aircraft machine gun ammunition: 12.7mm about 50,000, 14.5mm about 20,000.
Special ammunition: armor-piercing rounds/tracer rounds about 5% of total.
All steel-cased rounds produced twenty years ago, which was quite normal. The military was like a hamster in that regard—you never knew exactly how much they had stockpiled.
Various grenades 10 boxes, rocket launchers 10, ammunition 50 rounds.
Firearms were few: standard assault rifles 20, submachine guns 20, sniper rifles 5, light machine guns 5, one 14.5 anti-aircraft machine gun, two 12.7.
Complete sets of bulletproof vests and bulletproof helmets, total 50 sets.
But what most surprised Su Huan was finding a City Breaker-3 anti-materiel electromagnetic sniper rifle in such an old-style armory.
This sniper rifle’s biggest feature was no traditional gunpowder, instead using kinetic energy for damage.
Its energy source was a backpack-style high-density battery, using dual rails to accelerate the projectile to nearly 5 Mach speed.
It was exactly the electromagnetic sniper rifle from the major’s hands back then, capable of killing enemies from 5 kilometers away!
Su Huan held the 1.8-meter-long sniper rifle, eyes gleaming. “No wonder, so it was here!”
This thing was almost perfectly suited to his ability.
He could completely ditch the cumbersome battery backpack and directly supply it with his own energy.
When coming, he hadn’t held any such hope.
He thought it was an electromagnetic weapon the Steel Council got later on.
He hadn’t expected it to be in the armory too.
Plus those hundreds of thousands of old-style rounds, let alone the mere Steel Council—he felt he could take Peace County Town!
In two lifetimes combined, he had never fought such a wealthy battle!
Everyone’s spirits were also highly excited.
Ammunition wasn’t food; even if the train conductor took it all for himself, it would boost the entire armored train’s strength.
Their safety would naturally improve as well.
Besides, the train conductor was just one person—how could he use up so many bullets?
He would surely share some with them.
Though no one said it, everyone had their own little plans in mind.
After spending an hour moving all the firearms and ammunition out, before leaving, Su Huan still cautiously had someone set off three small fireworks in the six-story small building.
Sure enough, it blew out a sniper.
But Lu Xiao’s combat team suffered another casualty.
The current situation: Lu Xiao’s combat team, including him, total 10 people; Jiang Rong’s combat team 3 people.
Yes, Jiang Rong’s combat team had gained two newbies these two days.
An emaciated man and a relatively sturdy woman, looking honest and straightforward, but actually a bit sly when things got real.
That woman earlier went with the other two to set off the rocket launchers.
After setting them off and tossing the rocket launchers, she rolled on the ground, then crawled back while rolling.
It even stunned Su Huan watching.
Though he didn’t know if this set of “tactical movements” was useful, from the results…
One of the other two men died.
She dodged a one-in-three death probability.
After a few more probes to ensure the surroundings were safe, Su Huan came out; the acid rain still hadn’t stopped, and was even heavier than when they arrived.
The murky rainwater almost blocked all line of sight.
The situation was favorable to them.
Seeing Liang Kuan and the others about to load things onto the train, Su Huan quickly shouted to stop them, turning to Lu Xiao. “Check if there are any bombs on the train or such.”
Lu Xiao’s mouth twitched; this counter-reconnaissance awareness was better than his as a soldier—he didn’t know how it was trained.
He didn’t waste words and quickly went forward to check.
After all, he was the only one in the team with that ability.
Sure enough, he actually found some.
And not just one—there was one on every vehicle!
“All clear, danger eliminated!”
Su Huan narrowed his eyes, looking at Yu Yue. “Listen, check if there’s any abnormal sound source on the train?”
[Sorry for checking data late, but no breaking promise on 10,000 words, begging for monthly votes]
