"Are you nervous?" A Church soldier asked, carrying a rifle that was slightly outdated. He wore simplistic armour, akin to the ones Lua had seen when he went to see the barracks for himself. Right next to the soldier was yet another one, this one carrying a different rifle. This rifle had stands that were added to the rifle because the recoil was far too high to use when standing. Although, there were only around a dozen produced of these rifles - they were a recent invention by the Operations Director, Lua Moonsilver. It was none other than the Anti-Tank Rifle, which was unable to be mass produced due to the time constraints. Instead, they gave them to more experienced soldiers.
"Obviously." The soldier carrying the gun said, sighing. "That crazy engineer keeps pumping out random items, and I hardly know how to use this thing. It looks like a gun, but they said if I tried using it standing, I'd blow my shoulders right off."
