章 2322: Hope

Under the cushions of each of the three modified motorcycles were two micro-guns and two pistols… They were extra guns that Quentin had issued to several of them.

Ye Jian, whose gaze was dark, picked up the micro-gun that Quentin had given them. The Uzi 9mm caliber micro-gun was only 460mm in total when it was opened. When it was folded to the right, it was only 250mm.

The initial second was 350 meters, and the rate of fire was 1,250 rounds per minute, which was equivalent to 21 rounds per second… The mini-gun was best suited when sitting on a motorcycle and firing directly. It was light and fast, and fully automatic fire could be completed in an instant.

It was a notch higher than the German miniature that J5 had previously ordered.

Ye Jian put the Uzi back on the cushion and turned to J5. "I'll go say thank you to Quentin."