Without a word, she strode over to the electric cart in just a few steps. She ignored the warehouse manager's ingratiating smile and introduction,
then vaulted straight onto the cart and opened the first small crate.
Inside was an M500. The moment the girl's slender fingers touched the gun, a familiar feeling washed over her,
filling her with nostalgia. Almost instinctively, she picked it up
and weighed it in her hand.
Compared to her own gun, this one was a little heavier. Maybe the original had been modified?
She opened the cylinder, checked it over, then put the gun in its holster and strapped it to her waist.
There were also a hundred .50 Magnum rounds in the small crate. Fang Yuxuan set them aside for now and moved on to check the other
items.
She took the Nepal saber without hesitation, slid it into her left side, and continued her inspection.
Two disposable RPGs, a fully equipped M4 and three hundred rounds of rifle ammunition, plus five types of grenades, ten of each.
An M870-1 shotgun and a hundred 12-gauge shells. Of course, there were several different kinds among the shells. Fang Yuxuan
didn't understand them, but she could tell they were different just by looking at the packaging.
And the sniper rifle... Maybe it was fate. The moment Fang Yuxuan opened the wooden crate, she knew the
name of the gun.
"Anzio Monster..."
The sniper rifle that had slipped through her hands three times had made its way back to her once again. Although these three guns surely weren't
the same one, she still
felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
Ignoring the people behind her, the girl cradled the sniper rifle in her hands. She had originally stood 1.75 meters tall, which meant that,
relatively speaking, she could