“
Well, I play a lot of Clip-Raid so-”
“
Well your dinky li le first person VR shooters ain’t gonna do you shit here
so you be er suit up and start learning how to really shoot… like a man.”
Marcus sunk back into the darkness of the armoury depths. Almost
instantaneously, he returned with what appeared to be an early 21
st
century handgun. “Now this… this is a Falk 23. Semi-automa c. Basic.
Unlike the automa c FMJ pulse shit we got all over the place. This way you
won’t hurt anybody.” Marcus slid a small vent open just under the bars and
pushed the handgun towards Derek. “Take it, and walk to the range.” Derek
took the handgun. It looked old. Dull grey now when it probably used to be
a deep black. “Dude, stop staring at the damn thing and get to the range –
we got lives to save and you’re not helping” “So far”
Derek thought to
himself to make him feel be er about himself. Derek walked to the right
which lead to a corridor with a basic shoo ng range at the facing the side.
“Alright now, I’m gonna put up a target for you”
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