So, Li Xiaoqiang and Xiong Er joined the Ironblood Mercenaries, while the rest were to participate in the afternoon's live combat exercises.
Sitting atop a large tank, Li Xiaoqiang and Xiong Er observed the tank's anti-aircraft gun, surprisingly featuring seven barrels. Li Xiaoqiang, looking at the seven-barreled tank, turned to Chen Hao beside him and said, "Hao bro, this tank with seven barrels, how much ammunition would it need?"
Chen Hao sighed and said, "The ammunition for one tank can be fired off within a minute. This thing is only used against low-level monster hordes. If we encounter powerful monsters, we have to rely on brute strength, as the power of firearms has its limits."
Xiong Er, who was sitting next to Li Xiaoqiang, blinked his bear-like eyes, stared at Li Xiaoqiang, and asked in his honest voice, "Why were you able to punch the tester to pieces?"
Seeing the look in Xiong Er's eyes, Li Xiaoqiang said irritably, "Xiong Er, are you trying to beat me?"
