Battlefield Grim Reaper, Killing Machine

After the results of the 1,000-meter target were out, Li Chengqian smiled at Wang Dashan.

Although Wang Dashan did not express how he felt, it was obvious from his behavior.

After completing target practice, Wang Dashan didn't put down the New Age Model 1 pistol. His palm gently rubbed the pistol as if he was caressing a beautiful woman.

Wang Dashan was stunned. He was very stunned by the power of the New Age Model 1 pistol.

"What do you think of this gun? Is it easy to use?" Li Chengqian asked with a smile.

"It is a terrifying killing machine, suitable for various battle scenarios." Wang Dashan replied honestly. In the face of such a gun, he had to be honest, he had nothing bad to say about it.

Men liked guns, but soldiers liked guns even more!

Guns were the second life of soldiers. When they saw a good gun, it was inevitable that they would show their fondness.