Chapter 73: Getting some Gadgets at the Grunt Armory (13) | Tiny Handgun Vs Big Guy's Hands

On the service counter sat a small box... or more like a small briefcase-like box. Its plastic material had a matte black finish, giving it a somewhat sturdy and industrial appearance.

I stared at the "gun box" in front of me for a moment, hesitating as I felt the weight of anticipation hanging in the air. Slowly, I opened the briefcase-like box... and found a "tiny" handgun, complete with a set of ammo mags for it. Nestled and secured inside a foam-like mold, I couldn't help but squint my eyes at the sight of the "tiny" handgun.

I wasn't familiar with handguns or any guns in general, but from what I vaguely remembered hearing and seeing a few times through action movies and such, this was most likely a Glock handgun... or at least something resembling a Glock handgun. It might as well be another handgun entirely... or the name for this gun was something else in this world.