At the center of Greenskin First Camp—the veteran players' camp—in the bustling plaza, a flashy greenskin Orc was deliberately showing off his weapon: the standard-issue C-14 Spike Electromagnetic Rifle he had exchanged for at the camp. He was going all out to draw the envy and hatred of the other players, with no intention of holding back in the slightest.
In his hands, the rifle had a long, sturdy body. Its dark gray ceramic composite matte coating did not reflect light at all beneath the grayish-white daylight. The stock was broad, the cheek rest height-adjustable, and although the grip's curve had originally been designed for CMC Powered Combat Suits, it still fit the greenskins' massive arms and bodies perfectly.
After all, the average greenskin stood over two and a half meters tall, not much shorter than a human wearing CMC armor. Some were even the same height. Naturally, they could directly wield the standard weapons issued to marine corps soldiers.
But none of that was important. What mattered was that they could now openly wield the best weapons currently available in the camp and show them off in front of other players!
And flaunting things in front of others, reaping their envious and jealous stares while they could do nothing about it—that was naturally the ultimate truth of gaming!
Wasn't that right?
"..."
Even though he was the captain of a squad, Lookout Ah was not embarrassed in the slightest. He deliberately walked to the middle of the plaza, raised his C-14 Spike Rifle before his eyes, aimed through the sights at the distant ruins, then lowered it. Then he raised it again, and lowered it again.
When he sensed the attention of more than a dozen greenskin players around him, the corners of his mouth split all the way