"Ah, what the heck, I told you to take out the sniper, can't you see the enemy has already charged over? Hurry up, faster."
Listening to Le Cheng's impatient tone, Nikun felt something was off, but despite his impatience, there was not the slightest sign of unease or tension on Le Cheng's face, as if he wasn't even concerning about the current crisis at all. It's hard to say if it's trust or something else, but it inexplicably gave him a sense of relief.
So, he subconsciously materialized the Barrett.
"Nice Big Sniper, how many bullets does it have?"
"Just shoot, you've got an unlimited supply of ammunition."
"Really? That means I can fire at will."
Le Cheng gently caressed the barrel of the gun, judging by both the gloss of the gun body and the feel of the touch, it was a brand new Big Sniper. He habitually pulled out the magazine and then inserted it back in—a standard ten-round magazine with MK211 armor-piercing incendiary bullets, which also had a decent explosive effect.
