The following information could be obtained …
Ever since the decomposing machine was upgraded, the decomposing time had been greatly reduced.
The decomposing time that was originally more than thirty seconds had been reduced to less than ten seconds.
Secondly … It turned out that the decomposing weapon had to be a weapon that had been used before in order to obtain more items.
Brand new weapons … could only be a consolation prize!!!!
'What the f * ck is this???'
Midsummer Night wanted to cry but no tears came out. Initially, he thought that even if he did not manage to loot everything in the armory due to time constraints, he would still be able to improve his strength to a whole new level.
However, what about now?
He counted the weapons in the decomposing machine's space. Other than the two weapons that he had decomposed previously, there were actually forty more weapons that he took out from the armory!
There were a total of twenty-six G43 rifles!
The rest were the Kar98s with high magnification scopes!
Midsummer Night gritted his teeth as he fell into a dilemma!
"I'm in a dilemma. Should I just decompose them like this, or should I think of another way?"
There was a way, but Midsummer Night felt that it was not feasible.
The weapons in the decomposing machine were all brand new.
After eating so many rifle shooting experiences, the knowledge that came along with it allowed Midsummer Night to understand that the performance of the G43 rifle was not inferior to the M1 Garand rifle at all.
In that case, if he were to exchange the brand new G43 rifle with the American soldiers for the M1 Garand rifle, would they do the exchange?
In actual fact, whether they would do the exchange was secondary. The main thing was, what reason would Midsummer Night use to exchange?
Exchanging guns with them for no reason?
No matter how good your weapon was, it was unlikely that they would exchange it with you.
The military camp had its own rules. Even in such a chaotic situation, there should be rules and regulations for the distribution of weapons. It was not something that could be exchanged as and when one wanted to, right?
After hesitating for a while, he felt that the proper way was most likely impossible. Perhaps there was only one way …
"Sneak into the camp and take away their weapons under the cover of the night!!!!!"
Midsummer Night thought of such an idea again, although it was a little overboard.
However, when he thought about the fact that he would probably have to return to the 'rear' tomorrow and would never come into contact with the frontline battlefield again, he knew that there would never be such a good opportunity in the future. For this reason, he made up his mind.
"Even if I'm going to lie low, I should at least make myself stronger before lying low. Otherwise, if I can't lie low in the future, wouldn't I be in a passive position?"
"From a long-term strategic point of view, tonight's operation is necessary!"
This reason strengthened his resolve on Midsummer Night. Coincidentally, he had slept the whole day and was not sleepy at night. It was a good time to take action!
There was still some time before the sky turned dark. In addition to the weapons he got from the armory, there were also some that he took from the enemies in Midsummer Night's space.
During the Snipe of Life and Death, Liu Zilang had obtained a 98K from the enemy sniper, a P38 from the officer who was holding the documents in the enemy's commander's tent, and a short knife from the patrolling soldier in the enemy's camp. Liu Zilang also had a rifle, but he had disassembled it during his experiments.
Of course, there was also the military uniform of the enemy commander.
Since he had nothing to do, he might as well break them down one by one.
The disassembly time was slightly different as well. The military uniform's disassembly time was shorter, around ten seconds.
The sniper rifle's time was slightly longer, followed by the handgun.
The rewards were as follows …
[Beginner Sniper Rifle Shooting Experience x9]
[Beginner Military Martial Arts x3]
[Beginner Bayonet Martial Arts x7]
[Beginner Pistol Shooting Experience x4]
[Dismal and Broken Battle Soul]
[Broken Battle Soul x3]
[Disassembly Machine EXP + 4]
After 'bidding' for the spoils of war, Midsummer Night felt that he had become even stronger.
It was a very fascinating feeling. The increase in his strength and physique, the growth in his various fighting techniques, and shooting techniques all gave him an indescribable sense of satisfaction.
"I just don't know if it can continue growing indefinitely.
If I can really do that, then there's no point in lying low … When the time comes, I'll be able to kill my classmates with a snap of my fingers! "
Midsummer Night felt that his spirit had also expanded along with the increase in strength. He quickly told himself … I must lie low, I must not be afraid!
Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was already late at night.
No one came to disturb Midsummer Night's resting place.
Opening the tent's door, Midsummer Night stood outside the tent, and for the first time, he looked up at the sky.
The sky was dark, filled with dark clouds, and the air was humid. It was most likely going to rain.
However, this kind of weather made Midsummer Night's mood very good. He originally planned to sneak around and do some bad things. If it was as bright as day outside, how embarrassing would that be?
However, standing under such a night sky, Midsummer Night's heart inexplicably gave birth to a sense of melancholy.
"The previous world … most likely I can't go back."
Midsummer Night sighed. Among the huge army of transmigrators, those who could return to their original world could be counted on one hand.
Most of them would settle down in the world after transmigrating, and reach the peak of their lives.
Of course, there were also those who died halfway, and the main reason was that the author had entered the palace …
Shaking his head, he threw these random thoughts to the back of his head. While there was no one around, Midsummer Night turned around and hid in the darkness.
"And now …"
Midsummer Night hid in the darkness and began to think about the next step of his plan … But he was instantly stuck.
"In the enemy's camp, I can still look at the layout map … But in my own camp, where can I get the layout map?"
Midsummer Night was going crazy. In the enemy's camp, he could go in and out for half a day, and in the end, he could still escape unscathed.
But now, from his standpoint, he was definitely standing in his own camp … But he found that he couldn't move an inch, because he didn't know anywhere!
How the hell could he break this?
Feeling ashamed, Midsummer Night could only walk out of the darkness again.
Fortunately, no one could understand this embarrassment, or else Midsummer Night would feel that he had really lost all his face.
But it was also because this was his own camp, even if there was no layout map, he could still wander around.
At least no one would think of him as an assassin.
However, before this thought finished, he heard a voice coming from behind, "Don't move!!!"
Midsummer Night was stunned. How could there be such a fool?
He couldn't even recognize his own people?
But when he looked down, Midsummer Night was depressed. He was still wearing the enemy's military uniform, so he could only say, "Captain, don't shoot, it's me!"