Tac, tac, tac, tac.
The sound of the spray of bullets hailstorming through the nearest monsters was truly exhilarating. While I never let my guard down with the barrier stone, I could tell that the spraying and praying method wouldn't work here.
Not because the situation wasn't fitting. The close-quarters combat going all around me should make it a perfect fit for an automatic weapon, making my complaint less than real. The one true thing that stopped me from taking advantage of my situation and relying on spraying weapons, was the fact that the recoil of the gun made my blood boil way too much.
Track!
The knob of the gun struck emptiness, producing a characteristic, metallic sound. The first magazine was empty. But rather than just ejecting it and leaving it on the ground, I made sure to grab it first. Because rather than reaching for another mag, I simply moved it an inch to the side, locking in the second container tapped to the first one.
