Rat-tat-tat-tat...

The Gust assault rifle roared, and bullets flew from its muzzle, flying towards the target 1,000 metres away. The poor target was shredded in the blink of an eye. What shocked people the most was not the power and range of the Gust assault rifle, but the fact that the body of the gun was very apparently stable because the recoil was practically zero! 

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Xia Lei emptied a magazine and tossed the Gust assault rifle casually into the box. He dusted his hands and turned to leave. As he walked off, he said, “I’ve finished my demonstration. I’m guessing you guys should now the capabilities of the products of Thunder Horse Group now, huh? That’s all, then. Goodbye, everyone.” 

He was leaving just like that? 

He was not even taking the weapons and personnel of Lockheed Martin seriously! 

The big group of spectators and French Foreign Legion watched Xia Lei leaving in silence. 

The person who found this the hardest pill to swallow was Beryl. She had come here representing Lockheed Martin, and her aim was to have the capabilities of the Thunder Horse...