Hunter of Mysterious Creature

Chapter 714 21: Infinite Ammunition

However, perhaps fearing that the bullets might penetrate Sun Hang and accidentally injure teammates on the other side of the perimeter, the gang members with guns did not point their weapons at Sun Hang—they seemed to focus more on holding the line rather than attacking.

The first two individuals who rushed out had already closed in on Sun Hang, swinging their machetes directly towards his neck and waist—they were clearly aiming to kill Sun Hang rather than capture him alive.

Given this, Sun Hang had no intention of holding back either. He directly drew the handgun from the holster hidden under his ribs and fired at each of them.

"Within seven steps, a gun is both accurate and fast."

With precise shots to the forehead, they dropped effortlessly—as luck would have it, Sun Hang was currently using the pistol he exchanged from a fan agent in the Field Operations Department. If he had used his original large-caliber hunting pistol, the upper parts of these two would have turned into a large patch of red and white gore smeared on the faces of those around.

Still, the situation wasn't much better now, as their heads were left with less than half, and a shattered bone had even pierced into the eye of another unfortunate individual nearby.

"Gun!!"

"He has a gun!!"

The gang members surrounding Sun Hang suddenly became agitated; those wielding steel pipes and machetes quickly dispersed, while those with guns pointed their weapons at Sun Hang without exception.

Unfortunately, their trigger-pulling speed was just a beat slower than Sun Hang's.

The standard issue handgun for Celestial City Mysterious Creature Research Institute field agents is the renovated Type-87 pistol by the Equipment Department, developed and produced in the year 4687 of the Huangli calendar. It uses ten-millimeter caliber standard rifle rounds—regardless of whether it's the Xiazhou Federation or the Hezhong States across the ocean, before the First War against Mysterious Creatures, automatic weapons were mostly pursuing the route of small caliber and high rate of fire. But when a large number of massive mysterious creatures invaded human nations, the military of every country found that five to eight-millimeter caliber bullets had very limited lethal effect on these creatures. Not even considering those creatures impervious to gunfire, soldiers needed to expend a significant amount of ammunition to eliminate targets that could be killed with guns.

Almost simultaneously, countries proposed plans for weapon modification. With the military power exoskeleton gradually becoming widespread and soldiers being able to endure stronger firearm recoil, ten-millimeter caliber full-powered rifle rounds took the historical stage.

Although the bullets used by Type-87 pistols look similar to ten-millimeter caliber full-powered rifle rounds in appearance, considering that these pistols are generally issued to second-line combat personnel, and their power exoskeleton coverage rate is much lower than that of first-line exoskeletons, the amount of propellant in the bullets was reduced, which naturally also decreased their power.

However, compared to the commonly used nine-millimeter or .45-inch caliber pistol rounds before the War against Mysterious Creatures, this specially made ten-millimeter caliber pistol bullet is much more powerful.

The biggest drawback of increased caliber pistol rounds is the reduced ammunition capacity per magazine—the Type-87 pistol's capacity is only nine rounds. Besides the two who were just killed, there were still eight gang members left holding guns.

But this small problem wasn't difficult for Sun Hang. After firing six shots, he moved to the side of the battlefield with ghostly agility, using the last bullet to break a gunman's neck and proceeded to pierce the temple of another gunman also in the path of the bullet.

"Guns work so well," Sun Hang couldn't help but marvel again.

He reset the slide from its empty chamber lock, casually stuffing the pistol back into its holster, then bent over to pick up a submachine gun dropped by one of the gunmen.

This was also a replica gun, and if Sun Hang's guess was correct, it was a replica of a vintage submachine gun that had already been issued before the First War against Mysterious Creatures, using nine-millimeter caliber pistol rounds—this thing had been phased out at the early stages of the First War against Mysterious Creatures.

But to consume a large inventory of these guns and nine-millimeter caliber ammo, this thing was allocated to local Public Security Bureau as a riot control weapon for the Sheriff—nine-millimeter bullets were hard to use against mysterious creatures, but they were quite effective against human targets lacking armor and bulletproof vests.

The craftsmanship of this replica gun was very crude, and Sun Hang even suspected that the gun workshop didn't have CNC machines; the receiver and folding barrel looked as if they were manually crafted. The only part of the entire gun that matched the original production standard was probably the barrel, which had somehow entered civilian hands.

The gunman had already disengaged the safety and chambered the round; his finger had even hooked the trigger—however, upon having his neck broken, his body below his head instantly lost control and forever lost the chance to pull the trigger.

"Don't worry, I'll help you fulfill your regret."

Sun Hang spoke to the corpse on the ground and then picked up the submachine gun to aim at the retreating gang members one by one.

This time Sun Hang didn't aim for vital areas; he was targeting kneecaps or ankles and the like... Unfortunately, the reliability of this submachine gun was truly poor. Just after knocking down the fourth person, the gun jammed.

"The work of small workshops is really..."

Sun Hang somewhat helplessly patted the gun body. At the moment his palm touched the receiver, the gun seemed to liquefy. In the next second, the internal structure of the entire gun changed as if it was turned out by the most advanced CNC equipment; all the tolerances between parts vanished completely, turning the gun from crude rubbish into a "craft" piece that modern human civilization couldn't possibly produce.