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The Grass Is Always Greener (Crow11 x ThomasRHellsing)

Thomas chuckled, as he said, "Maybe, but to be the best you have to be better then the rest."

Smirking he said "Not bad we can start making things serious now. For example rifles machine guns Sniper rifles, artillery, grenades and pistols are the most bare of the bare bones basics."

Thomas smirked moving towards a crate opening it he showed her A sniper rifle, painted on the side was, "Are rd art in heaven now"

Smirking at her he pulled out a much more basic rifle, smirking he said, "You get the old rifle, you learn to shoot on the old one, then shooting on the new one is easier. Although this baby is chambered in 50 caliber, armor piercing thermite tipped rounds."
 
"This isn't the serious stuff?"

She questioned, blowing the smoke from her gun. She was feeling pretty badass, feeling as though she could take on just about anything or anyone but definitely couldn't.

"Ohh machine guns sound cool"

She said with a small joy filled jump, she was looking forward to that one. Watching as he brought out a sniper rifle and then what looked like an older rifle, she knew it was for her.

"You just keep pulling out guns from left right and center, how many crates or pockets do you have?"

She asked with a small chuckle, walking back over to the small group that had formed while talking about histories.
 
Thomas gestured at the church, "Oh I may have forgotten to mention it. Here in China and Roanapur specific, gun shipping laws are serious. The means very few people are wiling to import guns. The church of Violence is Roanapur's major place for guns ammo and such. You go to the cheap guy down town you can get knock offs and shit, but I've literally put a hunded rounds through a knock off AK, and the firing pin broke. You want serious guns you go to the Nuns."

Nodding he said, "Thus you can tell how big a threat is by the gun, if it looks like a Nun gun their decent level, if it's a Nun special they are VERY good. If it's a cheaply barely clean knock off assume their cannon fodder."

Yolanda nodded, "The mother makes guns that people will literally kill for. Titanium and other material perfectly formed and forged her guns are like Maria, and Thomas's god killer. I tend to work on bulk guns, say crate of AK's, and Alexander will be the Mother's replacement some day."

The teen nodded, "I made The God Sniper rifle, nitrogen inlaid barrel floating barrel, which mean multiple rounds, and that recoil will allow you to stay on sight. Fifty caliber with thermite tip meaning on contact it will bur and punch. Zoom micro sight, both digital and glass with the glass sight being able to focus up to several hundred yards. Super comfy shoulder pa, bolt at the dead on 3 pounds a trigger pull that's half a jule lighter then the average rifle. An under mounted shotgun, since Thomas supposedly gets into lots of trouble. An optional two mile laser pointer sight, Single fire, or semi automatic, even an automatic fire option. Multiple vents so the muzzle flash is minimum ad the mule break helps further reduce that. If you can't hit a bulls eye with that, then it's your fault and you should tale up knitting."

Thomas smirked dripping to one knee he said "Hit random and launch the pidgeon's kid, Yolande if I hit them all your making my favorite Ramen for all of us for dinner."

Thomas hit the safety as the kid hit the trigger. Firing with lethal accuracy. He knew where the clay targets would launch from but no one knew what order. Thu it was surprising to Yolanda when Thomas fired the rounds two twenty round magazines were emptied in less than a minute Yolande blinked "How the hell?"

Thomas smirked, "I got better at Sniping while I was hunting deush bags in the congo trust me a hundred an fifty armed gorillas versus just me a carbine helped lower the numbers before they get to me."

The woman pouted going to make the Ramen. Thomas smirked at the nun teen an princess Handing the gun to the boy to reload he said, "Not bad, but update both lights night and thermal vision as well."

The old Nun moved up, "How log do you figure until Yolanda figures out you were just firing every 5 second, in the trajectory you knew the clay pigeons were going to fly through?"

Thomas smirked, "Probably when she has to clean the range and realizes I used 40 rounds on 35 targets."
 
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