Chapter 119 Snowy Day Hot Weapon, K-1 Automatic Pistol! (Second Update)

"There are not many things, but they are all extremely needed. Compared to the level of Huang Biao and his team, Maeda Kento is a very qualified enemy!"

Putting down Maeda Kento's core, Somo waved his hand gracefully and opened the storage space. Google search reading

In the corner where the weapons and equipment were placed, two shiny black pistols were lying 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 appear to have come from the same source.

"It's both familiar and strange. This kind of gun looks like it was mass-produced. Is it most likely that it was fired from a treasure chest?"

Turning the safety on both guns to Safety on, Sumo picked up the gun on the left and put it in his hand to look at it carefully.

The pistol in the hand of Taketo Maeda and the tall man is not a gun that exists on the earth.

Judging from the appearance alone, this pistol 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 streamline is naturally more in line with Chinese aesthetics and more aggressive.

Press and hold the magazine latch, pull it down with a little force, and the magazine will be removed.

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 was ejected. The 9mm bullet made of brass 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 perfect craftsmanship cannot be achieved even with assembly lines and machine tools. It should be the work of a 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, is more likely to be 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.

After 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 PMM

Magazine capacity: 8rds/12rds

Muzzle velocity: 315 or 430 m/s

Effective range: 75 m

Rifling: 4, right-hand

[Evaluation]: It is said that during the battles using this pistol to eliminate illegal armed forces, 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?"

Seeing that the automatic pistol named K1 still had similar lethality to Marklov, Sumo was a little bit dumbfounded.

Compared with that magic gun, the biggest change of K1 is that the barrel is lengthened, which increases the effective range.

But when it comes to power, even if this gun hits a person at a distance of 50m, as long as it doesn't hit a few important vital points, it won't have an immediate fatal effect.

Insert the magazine, take out a unit of wood, adjust the safety to Safety off, 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 piercing.

Opening the safety, Somo picked up the wood and looked at the shooting hole carefully.

"Well, it's not bad. Although I haven't played with a gun for so long, the marksmanship skills that dad gave me are still there!"

Compared to crossbows, Somo was 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 use his monthly pocket money of only ten to twenty thousand yuan to shoot at the shooting range to relax when he had time.

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 defeat it in all aspects."

"I just hope that when I save enough survival points to repair the thermal weapon tool machine, I can make some practical ones, not just this kind of useless thing!"

Without conditions, Sumo couldn't maintain the two pistols.

It can only be put back into the storage space to delay the natural wear caused by long-term placement.

After trying the remaining shelter cores, the three complete cores can be put down immediately to extract the supplies inside.

As for the damaged cores, except for Kento Maeda, 7 out of 12 can be fused immediately, and 5 need to destroy the corresponding shelter before they can be used.

"The first disaster update weakened it too much. Among so many damaged cores, only three people opened the storage space, and it was only one cubic meter!"

It takes 100 disaster points to open it for the first time. I don’t know the situation of others, but based on these cores in hand, Su Mo also roughly guessed the difficulty of getting 100 points.

As a novice disaster, acid rain weakened most of the damage. As long as you can get enough suitable supplies in the early stage and ensure that the shelter is intact, you can basically get 100 points to open it.

It’s a pity that most people’s adaptability is too poor, or their luck is too bad, and they are stuck before 100 points and can’t get enough.

"After the next disaster, those who can survive should have points to open a cubic storage space."

The only two cores with storage space cannot be opened, and Su Mo did not find anything valuable, mostly some broken tools and simple food and water.

The only surprise was that in one core, unlike the bloody ones taken off before, there were three brand new cotton jackets and two thick cotton pants.

In the upper right corner of the cotton jacket, you can vaguely see a logo called: The South Face

Corresponding to the style, Su Mo was surprised to find that these clothes seemed to be opened from the treasure chest, and the style was exactly the same.

Adding the six pieces taken off before, ignoring the color, they look like school uniforms and look very neat.

"With these three brand new ones, there is no need to wash these bloody ones. Find an opportunity to trade them directly. Any supplies are better."

In the storage space, the blood-stained cotton jacket was neatly tied up by Su Mo with a rope and placed in the corner.

There was blood on it, and Su Mo had planned to wash it and change his clothes. Now that he had a new one, he naturally didn't need to be so frugal.

After collecting all the spoils and putting them away in different categories, Su Mo stretched his body and began to put on his combat uniform.

"It's done. Now I can get some snow in and make it into daily water for washing, washing clothes or taking a bath!"

Since crossing into this world, he hasn't taken a bath for half a month. If it weren't for the daily busyness, Su Mo would hate himself.

Oreo, who was lying on the ground, saw Su Mo putting on clothes and thought he was going out to play. He excitedly abandoned the big and small sparks and ran over, barking.

"It's late at night, where are you going out to play? I'll get some water back and give you a bath!"

Hearing Su Mo's words, Oreo immediately turned his head, pretending not to hear, and ran back with his neck tilted. On the way, he slipped and fell.

This appearance made the big and small sparks also coo.

"Oreo is too much like a human, he even has shyness. It seems that there are still many wonders in the wasteland waiting for me to explore!"

Shaking his head, throwing away some strange ideas that suddenly appeared in his mind, Su Mo "hurriedly" turned on the TV to check the surrounding situation.

The picture book scans every day without any creatures, but this is just a primary picture book.

None of the fantasy creatures such as dog-headed people and lion-men were scanned out.

Therefore, it is necessary to maintain the good habit of using the TV to scout around before going out every time.

"Well, the environment near my shelter is poor and it is a depression. I guess not many creatures like to come here. After so many days, only a chameleon came to the door by itself!"

It was dark outside, and I don't know what technology the TV used to get the perfect fill light for the picture.

After checking around and finding no traces, Su Mo turned off the TV with confidence, opened the door and walked out.

Turning the password dial, the lock tongue retracted with a creak, and slowly pushed open the door, and the biting cold penetrated in.

It was night again, and the temperature began to drop sharply.

Su Mo took off his mask and felt it. The temperature was at least minus ten degrees Celsius, which was not much different from when the disaster came.

"Fortunately, the wind speed at night has finally slowed down. If it continues at this trend, the wind should stop in the middle of the night. This is good, so that people who choose to take shelter on the ground will not be unable to survive!"

Without the wind, snowflakes slowly floated down from the sky.

Under the moonlight, the whole land was white and flawless, looking like a scroll, extremely beautiful.

If you don't count the pressure of survival, such a beautiful scenery, building a homestay, asking for thousands or tens of thousands a night, it is estimated that there are a lot of people waving money to want to live in it!

"It's so beautiful! In this weather, if my sister is here, I can make a snowman to play with"

Thinking of my sister often clamoring about why it is still snowing and wanting to make a snowman, Su Mo smiled knowingly and walked to the hillside to look at the land.

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