Chapter 92

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It has been a year since I came to this world, and Noah has gained a considerable understanding of it.

This naturally includes an understanding of modern weapons like guns.

However, Noah's knowledge of guns is limited to the fact that they are long-range shooting weapons. He knows almost nothing about the types, advantages, characteristics, and manufacturing of guns.

Therefore, Noah doesn't know whether the gun he is currently looking at is good or bad.

But just like some people have a certain comfortable feeling with the tools they use most effectively, Noah immediately took a liking to the gun in front of him.

Mozumi and Rintaro seemed to notice Noah's gaze and followed it, then both froze.

"This is..." Rintaro tilted his head, uncertain, and asked Mozumi.

"Is this a **?"

The gun that Noah had his eye on was indeed a **.

It wasn't the short-barreled, cylindrical revolver commonly used by police, but rather a ** with a barrel length of about eight inches, a long, black body, and a clearly modified appearance.

As a **, this gun's appearance exuded both power and elegance, making it impossible to look away once seen.

However, the barrel of this gun was indeed much longer than that of a typical **, and even with the revolver's cylinder, it was slightly longer than that of an automatic pistol.

For more practical people, this gun might seem like a special emphasis on its appearance, leading them to doubt its performance.

Rintaro, for instance, was one such person.

"Is this a gun modified from the Colt Python revolver?" Rintaro couldn't help but interject.

"Ordinary revolvers have a small capacity, low muzzle velocity, and require manual loading, which takes a long time. The Colt Python revolver, while improved in terms of power, still has these drawbacks. How does this modified gun perform?"

"An issue that even Rintaro knows, our Sumeragi Corporation certainly wouldn't be unaware of." Mozumi took out the eight-inch long-barreled revolver, and its body immediately flashed with an arc of light.

"The modification rate of this gun is at least 80%. Our department's specialists specifically improved the inherent flaws of the **, significantly enhancing its muzzle velocity and power!" Mozumi said proudly.

"I can assure you that the bullets fired from this gun have the power to rival an anti-tank sniper rifle!"

"Rival an anti-tank sniper rifle?" Rintaro looked at the ornate ** in Mozumi's hand with surprise.

"Wouldn't the barrel explode?"

"To prevent that, we specifically modified it." Mozumi smiled, but this time, her smile was slightly restrained.

"Unfortunately, as you can see, even though its muzzle velocity and power are on par with an anti-tank sniper rifle, to enhance these aspects, the gun's weight has been increased to a much heavier level than a typical pistol, and its capacity and maximum loading are still limited to six rounds, just like a regular revolver."

"In other words, while the muzzle velocity and power have been significantly improved, the weight has increased, and the capacity is still limited to six rounds, not breaking out of the typical revolver's limitations?" Rintaro muttered, then seemed to think of something and said to Mozumi.

"Wait, if the muzzle velocity and power can rival an anti-tank sniper rifle, even with the barrel reinforced to prevent explosion and overheating, the recoil must be considerable, right?"

"Exactly as Rintaro said." Mozumi shrugged.

"To use this gun, even if you don't mind the six-round capacity, you need considerable arm strength. Otherwise, it's not a wise choice. This gun was originally designed specifically for Initiators."

"Indeed, if used by an Initiator, there would be no problem." Rintaro nodded, his gaze turning to Noah, who had been silent.

"However, Noah, you should not choose this gun. Why not use the XD series automatic pistol like me?"

Noah glanced at the modified ** in Mozumi's hand, pondered for a moment, and then spoke.

"No! I want this one!"

"Noah?" Rintaro was taken aback.

"Are you sure?" Mozumi, on the other hand, seemed to have anticipated Noah's response, her eyes gleaming with interest.

"Not having a problem with the six-round capacity is one thing, but without exceptional arm strength, using this gun is not a wise choice."

Noah smiled indifferently, reached out, and took the gun from Mozumi, lifting it.

"Then, let me try it out a bit, shall I?"

...

"Touch Reality_P Day_Sm_Battle_Private_Simulation_Ver_10.0! Activate!"

After the pleasant synthetic voice smoothly read out the above content, Noah realized he was standing in a large, entirely green room.

The room was extremely spacious, and the lighting from the high ceiling was so bright it was hard to open his eyes.

In addition, there were several glass windows at a certain height.

Before Noah could observe more, he heard Mozumi's mechanically synthesized voice coming from all directions.

"President Noah, how does it feel?"

"Feel?" Noah looked around.

"Quite unique, but it's fortunate I experienced it once before."

At this moment, Noah was in the VR special training room, located five floors underground in the Sumeragi Heavy Industries headquarters, a vast cubic space with a diameter of one kilometer.

The entire room was made of special rubber, allowing the use of live ammunition and various explosives, making it a world-renowned high-performance simulated combat training facility.

In the Tokyo area, this was a very famous training facility.

The Self-Defense Forces, special police, municipal police, and even wealthy enthusiasts all wanted to use it at least once.

Therefore, it was said that external reservations were scheduled on a yearly basis, and if you made a reservation now, you would have to wait at least a year to use it.

However, thanks to Mozumi's favor, Noah was given an exception to use it.

As Noah was marveling at this, the surroundings began to distort violently.

In the next moment, Noah found himself in a desert.

At the same time, a gun appeared in his hand.

It was the modified revolver that Noah needed to test.

"The gun's data has been fully input. The gun in President Noah's hand is exactly the same as the previous one, including its weight," Mozumi's voice echoed from all directions.

"President Noah, if there are no issues, we can start anytime."

"Okay!" Noah gripped the gun's grip, holding it naturally like a sword, and let his arm hang down.

"Let's start!"

As soon as he said that, a countdown image reminiscent of an old movie appeared in front of Noah, with a black circle and a flashing timer.

Soon, the synthetic voice announced the start of the mission.

Noah didn't know that in another room, Mozumi and Rintaro were having the following conversation.

"Are you serious?" Rintaro looked at the image on the monitor, shocked.

"Isn't this the famous battlefield where even ten elite members of the police special assault team, fighting as a team, were all given a simulated death verdict and defeated?"

Hearing Rintaro's words, Mozumi's face broke into a sly smile.