The rumbling continued to echo across the desert.
Lin Yue clutched his numb hand, the ringing in his ears still reverberating.
Just a moment of carelessness had gotten him hooked, and he emptied the magazine in one go, but now the aftereffects required him to take a moment to recover.
The same recovery was needed by Bai and the Little Ice Lizards, who were disoriented by the continuous blasts and kept making "gawu" and "puji puji" sounds, seemingly in considerable pain.
Lin Yue looked at the M19 still in his hand, taking a deep breath.
He hadn't expected shooting to be so exhausting.
"Many strengths, but the weaknesses seem to be quite fatal as well."
Calming down from his excitement, Lin Yue began to evaluate this new weapon.
Sure, its power was tremendous, and being able to fire 16 bullets in quick succession made it a formidable weapon, especially against humans or monstrous creatures like Lizardmen, where it could certainly be effective.
