With a loud "bang!", the bullet whistled through the air, shattering the tranquility of the night sky.
Feng Ye felt the gun in his hand vibrate slightly, and a recoil forced him to steady himself.
He pulled the trigger again, and several shots rang out, echoing across the sea as if announcing the return of the Longtail Islanders.
Hearing the noise in the driver's seat, Ah-Can quickly poked his head out, his eyes gleaming with excitement.
"Brother Ye, I want one too! I want to shoot a gun too!"
What man doesn't love shooting?
"Don't rush, let me familiarize myself with the place first, then it will be your turn."
"Okay, okay, hurry up."
After trying the rapid-fire mode again, Feng Ye nodded in satisfaction.
He felt that he now had a basic understanding and mastery of the Thompson submachine gun.
Then he went to the driver's seat, handed the gun to Ah-chan, and took over driving.
Ah-chan eagerly took it, ran to the deck, and pulled the trigger towards the sky.
Bullets were fired, and gunfire rang out again on the sea.
"This is awesome! This feeling is amazing!"
Ah-chan shouted excitedly, pulling the trigger repeatedly, enjoying the thrill and power of the gun.
However, his excitement didn't last long before he emptied all the bullets in his magazine.
"Oh no, we're out of bullets already?"
Looking at the empty magazine, his face was full of unsatisfaction.
Feng Ye reminded him, "Put the bullets away when you're done. We don't have many bullets left, so don't waste them."
They didn't have many bullets left; besides the bullets already fired from the magazine, they only had one box of spare bullets.
"All right."
Ah-Can reluctantly put the gun back into the snakeskin bag and hid it in a secluded corner of the cabin.
The Rising Sun continued its journey...
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