"You're not bad either." Tang Zheng thought of Lin Weiguo; they were both the kind of teammates who made collaboration worry-free.
"Give me a few more ammo clips." Gao Wei was accustomed to the Type 81 rifle, and he knew he wouldn't be as proficient if he abruptly changed weapons.
"Don't worry about wasting them; we have plenty left." Taking advantage of the lull in ghoul attacks, Lu Fan quickly handed over the ammo clips.
"Once we get back alive, I'll swap this out for an unblemished gun!" Tang Zheng swore he'd never use the spoils of war they had captured. If they jammed or had duds, it would be more than frustrating. Even for firearms, he only used those that were flawless.
"Haha, we've never even touched a Type 95 gun, not to mention a Type 03. But I'm used to the Type 81, I don't want to change." Gao Wei held the worn-out Type 81, treasuring it like a child, and didn't want it to suffer a single scratch.
