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Section 7 Firearms

"What is the director? Could it be the one who manages this library?" Looking at this strange key, Tianxiang suddenly felt inexplicably excited. According to the knowledge he gained from the pile of military books, these ancient people who were called "Captain X" should be some guys with extraordinary abilities. A "squad leader" commands ten people, and a "teacher commander" can command tens of thousands of people. Although Tianxiang is not clear about the specific meaning of this, the difference between ten people and tens of thousands is very clear. Since even a small "squad leader" can have the ability to command ten people, then as the "curator" of the entire library leader, it is not too bad. As for the room called "curator's office", there may be something special waiting for him to discover.

The human brain's super comprehension ability and the powerful perception and prediction functions of the insect brain are actually combined so perfectly at this time.

Tianxiang has a good understanding ability. Although it is somewhat different from the actual situation, it is somewhat related to the theoretical basis. In this way, Tianxiang, who has a steel spear in one hand and a key in the other, has a bullet pistol on his waist. Under the guidance of the broken words that can be barely identified on the wall, he carefully climbed to the top and fourth floor of the library. Finally, he stood in front of a closed door with iron sheets.

"Courtes Office". Tianxiang looked up at the small square copper plaque above the iron door. The words inside were exactly the same as the sign on the key. There is no need to doubt it, it is here.

Tianxiang has heard of the function of the key in the learning machine. Although he has never seen something practical with his own eyes, he still has a vague concept in his mind. Now that he has such an opportunity to operate, he naturally won’t find it difficult. Try to gently stuff the key in his hand into the keyhole on the left side of the door, Tianxiang, who was carefully turned back and forth, carefully and slowly, the flat key handle exposed outside. After a slight vibration came from it, the closed iron door actually quietly exposed a tiny slit from the edge.

Tianxiang, who had just entered the room, didn't bother to look at the surrounding environment, and let out a low scream. He rushed to a few steps to rush to a large dusty table facing him. He reached out and grabbed it and his eyes were locked when he entered the door. He put it on the table and started playing with it carefully.

It was a gun. A pistol that also had a short handle but had a different appearance from the previous one.

With the experience of the first gun, Tianxiang easily dismantled the bottom of the gun handle without any effort and took out a black magazine from it. With the knowledge and guidance from the book, coupled with his actual experience, Tianxiang knew very well that a gun without bullets was simply a ball of scrap iron that was useless. Therefore, he was eager to know how many bullets there were in this gun.

The magazine was empty and nothing popped up in the spring. A huge sense of loss suddenly enveloped Tianxiang's whole body. It was at this time that he slowly shifted his eyes from the gun in his hand to another place in the room.

This is a very spacious and luxurious room. For some reason, in addition to the iron-packed doors, the windows of the room were all welded with thick iron bars like arms. The decorations in the room were quite simple. Apart from a bloody red carpet and a few pairs of calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, several tall bookcases and piles of thick books inside were all the decorations.

Of course, there is also an ancient bone that can be seen everywhere on a set of desks and chairs in the center of the room. Looking at that posture, you should be lying comfortably on a soft chair before you die.

The whole room may have been because of its very good sealing nature, and there was no sign of insect invasion. Compared with the degree of distraction outside, it was too much better. However, Tianxiang's inner depression was not relieved. What he needed most was bullets, but he got a gun without a bullet here.

The appearance of this gun is obviously better than the previous one. Because the room has been dry, the gun not only does not have the rust left after being soaked in water, but also has a smooth and bright feeling. Tianxiang took out the only bullet from the gun on his body and loaded it. He aimed at a picture on the wall, but his fingers held at the plate machine were still unable to be detented. He only had one bullet and must not be wasted. He had to rely on it to save his life in critical moments!

Putting down the gun in his hand, Tianxiang sighed regretfully, and his eyes finally fell on the two rows of bookcases inlaid with transparent glass. Since I can't get the bullets, it's still a kind of compensation to look at the collection of books here. After all, compared to the rags that are about to fall apart outside, these well-protected books still have a good texture.

"World History", "National Geography", "2017 Yearbook"... A series of beautifully packaged and thick books made Tianxiang feel quite happy to read, and the contents also made him shocking. There have been so many strange events on the earth where he lives. Human beings are not entirely a whole, but are combined into various "countries". However, what surprised Tianxiang the most was that before the ancients there were various ancient societies. However, from the pictures recorded and interspersed in it in the book, the ancients before the ancients seemed to use steel spears and knives as weapons, rather than using terrible things like "guns" like the ancients.

Holding the "World History" that had already turned to the last page in his hand, Tianxiang closed the thick back cover in confusion. He really couldn't figure it out. According to the book, human beings should be in a state of "development", and various "technology" should also be becoming more and more advanced. But why is the era he is in such a big difference from the ancients? What is the reason for this situation?

Tianxiang, who had been thinking for a long time, had no idea at all. He could only smile bitterly and shook his head, put the "World History" in his hand back to its original position on the bookshelf. His eyes were also searching carefully among rows of books. He wanted to continue searching and find the answers to his own questions from the books.

"Clang", a sound that was obviously caused by metal impact sounded from the back of the huge bookcase. With the loud noise, Tianxiang was surprised to see that the huge bookcase, which should have been completely facing him, was slowly sank in the right shape from the right. At the same time, the strong light emitted from this hidden space suddenly forced Tianxiang to raise his hand and carefully block the inexplicable dazzling white light. You know, the glimmer of phosphorus fire emitted from the ancient corpse was enough to let him see every word in the book. This sudden and strong light really made people who were used to the darkness feel a little uncomfortable.

The source of light is a small row of white light bulbs installed on the four corners of the wall of the space behind the bookcase. This seems to be something that uses some kind of energy storage device to maintain work. If it were the case in the past, Tianxiang would definitely try his best to pick one and study it carefully. But now, his eyes that have gradually adapted to the light seem to have no light bulbs, and he looked around hard at everything that happened to the secret room by chance.

Guns! My God, there are so many guns here!

The secret room is very large, almost twice the area of ​​the outside director's room. The walls are hung with guns of all kinds. On the cement-flat floor, large boxes made of wooden slats are neatly placed around the wall. Perhaps because the number of boxes is too large, they have to be stacked layer by layer. They stacked from the ground to the center of the wall nearly three meters high. The space in the middle of the house is not wasted. The huge wooden boxes are lined up from every ten rows, from the innermost end of the secret room to the entrance. The spacious space on both sides also makes the width of these boxes reach as much as five. Finally, the people who placed the boxes seemed to think that this was not enough to pile everything here, and added three layers of the same square containers to the dense crates.

Therefore, the first thing that caught Tianxiang's eyes was the rows of guns in the middle of the room were neatly placed on wooden boxes stacked onto platforms, emitting a strong smell of engine oil. The number of them was impossible to estimate at all.

If it were someone else, or Tianxiang a few days ago, he would definitely be shocked by this sudden huge discovery and fainted on the spot. At least, he would be standing in shock and losing all his thinking ability. After all, this is the most basic reaction of a normal person when facing such situations.

However, although Tianxiang was also shocked by his discovery, he did not experience the at a loss of mind. The nerve center transformed by the brain cells of the insects would almost not cause a brief shock due to such events. You should know that in the eyes of a beast that feeds on other insects, it would happen almost every day when thousands of insects gathered. If you are so excited that you fainted every time you find a large number of prey, then even if Tianxiang doesn't take action, this poor beast will die of blood rushing in his body one day.

"This is a rifle, yes, this is the kind of rifle that can be shot at a long distance as mentioned in the ancient books. As for the model, it should be called SK-52, a product from the Pan-Asian Federation Wuhan Arsenal in 2027. Its characteristics are good accuracy and the shooting back seat is small." Tianxiang carefully looked at a black spear that he picked up randomly from the wooden box rack. These days, he has already read through the piles of military books. All kinds of guns of different types are completely memorized. At this time, it is naturally not difficult to identify the model and origin of the piles of "gun mountains".

"MG452 light machine gun, produced by Krupp in 2022, is light in weight and fast launch speed."

"P104 large caliber pistol, produced by the American Union's Humberley Arms Company in 2025. The components are cleverly constructed, have large ammunition capacity and are full of power."

"MP5K2 long-range sniper rifle, produced by the Pan-Asian Alliance Xi'an 302 Arsenal in 2025. It has long range, good stability, and has more than three times the accuracy of similar products."

As if he was making comments, Tianxiang picked up the weapons in front of him one by one and compared them according to the knowledge obtained from the book. He really didn't expect that here, here, in a place he had never thought of, would have been completely unexpectedly discovered so many ancient weapons. Although Tianxiang had not thought about how to deal with these things for a while, there was already a very clear concept in his mind.

"Everything belongs to me and must not fall into the hands of others. As long as I have them, I will be the strongest, so powerful that even when facing the terrifying insect beast, I can easily shoot it to death."

The greed in the human mind and the thoughts that plundered in the insect mind were so tacitly combined.

Not only guns, but also bullets, terrible bullets. Although the text sign on the crate clearly stated his content, Tianxiang, who seemed quite worried about it, still stubbornly prying open the cover of one of the steel spears in his hand. Suddenly, rows of bullets only half the size of their fingers appeared in front of him under the dazzling light. Looking at these bullets with a light yellow light on the surface, Tianxiang seemed to feel that he was simply in a treasure house in mythology, bullets were gold, guns were diamonds, and the box of boxes filled with ammunition was lying quietly there, like black magazines like precious jewelry. Yes, this was simply a huge treasure house! The treasure house belonging to me alone!

Without time to think about it, Tianxiang immediately began to calculate his wealth. However, he soon discovered that doing so was a useless thing. Not to mention when the bullets were counted, even the various types of guns placed in a row would not work without ten days or half a month. What's more, there were as many as six of the same bookcases in the curator's office. The moment he accidentally touched the agency just now, like this moving closet, the other five showed him their hidden treasures in the same way.

In other words, there are as many as six rooms filled with weapons and ammunition like this secret room.

"I have to pick up Tianrou and bring her here too." Tianxiang only had this idea in his mind. These huge amounts of arms can completely ensure the safety of him and his sister in the future. There are quite a few insects near the library, which is enough to ensure their food supply. Of course, the most important thing is that there are thousands of books here. These books left by ancient people. The knowledge contained in them is also what Tianxiang is most interested in. Although he doesn't know why all the smart ancients died, he doesn't know why the extremely beautiful world in the book turned into what it is today. However, Tianxiang knows one thing very clearly.

"There must be an answer in the book that I want to know!"

The gun was to be taken away, but it was impossible to carry it all. Although Tianxiang had the urge to put all the weapons on his body, reason told him: "This is impossible at all." The gun was not heavy, but with bullets, it became completely different. Therefore, after weighing the left and right, Tianxiang finally decided to only take one M5G43 submachine gun and a P104 pistol. According to the book, this thing called a submachine gun by the ancients could easily scatter all the sixty bullets in a magazine in one minute, and deal with those dense swarms of insects. As for that pistol, it was a melee weapon that was highly recommended in the book. Tianxiang, who had a deep understanding of this, would naturally follow it.

In addition to guns and bullets, he also found other things in several secret rooms.

Clothes, quite sturdy clothes. This is a kind of clothes called "fighting suits" in the book. Tianxiang, who thinks he is knowledgeable, cannot tell what material this thing is made of. The combat suit is quite soft and feels very comfortable to touch. In addition to some hard blocks on the shoulders, knees and other parts, from head to toe, and even fingers are covered by clothes. Although I feel a little uncomfortable when I wear it for the first time, Tianxiang still chose one of the few combat suits hanging on the wall with satisfaction, and replaced the dirty ragged cloth pieces on his body.

Because, he accidentally discovered that the firmness of this kind of clothing was really surprising. Even the steel spear tip that he had worked hard to sharpen was not pierced by the thin layer of fabric on the surface of the clothes. Although under the force of the spear tip protruding into the spear tip, the clothes itself formed a deep dent. However, from beginning to end, Tianxiang did not see the spear tip flashing with silver light appearing from the other side of the clothes.

If the hardest steel spear is like this, then the insect's teeth will naturally be even less difficult.

A complete set of combat suits made Tianxiang feel the wonderful taste of wearing new clothes for the first time. The clothes were very tight, but they also fit very well. From soft shoes, gloves, to the protective layer tightly clasped on the neck, there was no place that made Tianxiang feel uncomfortable. After moving his hands and feet casually, he found that wearing this kind of clothes seemed to be able to slightly improve his physical movement ability to some extent. Just a jumping action was almost one meter away from before.

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