Incredible Insight: Toy Factory Discovers Swarm Drones

Chapter 358 The Caution of a Top StudentInside the safe house, the atmosphere was quiet.

The young team member, Yan Poyue, excitedly tucked the ordinary-looking plastic pistol into his bosom, then carefully stuffed the instruction manual—thick as a brick—into a specialized waterproof bag inside his tactical vest.

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The surrounding teammates had already completed their weapon selections and preliminary checks.

Ceramic tactical daggers were sheathed, and the magazines of the polymer pistols were fully loaded.

Everyone looked toward their mission leader, Old Wolf, with burning eyes.

Old Wolf’s weather-beaten face showed no emotion as he scanned his team, confirming that everyone was ready.

He spoke in a deep voice, not loud, but carrying an unquestionable sense of command.

”Is everyone done choosing?”

”Check your gear, we’re preparing to move out.”

”Yes, sir!”

The group shouted in unison, their voices perfectly synchronized.

The young team member named Yan Poyue also hurriedly responded.

He carefully holstered the grey plastic pistol, which he had high hopes for, at the most accessible position on his tactical belt.

After finishing this, he still seemed to feel a bit uneasy.

He thought for a moment.

He turned back and picked up another weapon from the open black combination case.

It was a fierce-looking, non-metallic heavy weapon composed entirely of black composite materials.

Its frame was thick, its lines were rugged, and a massive drum magazine was mounted under the barrel, exuding an oppressive presence.

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In the squad, Yan Poyue was responsible for heavy fire suppression.

His task was to provide the most ferocious fire support when the squad encountered sudden situations, needed to breach doors by force, or suppress enemy fire points.

Therefore, the weapons he chose were often the ones with the largest caliber and the most power in the team.

At this moment, he held the sci-fi-looking heavy weapon in one hand, while his other hand subconsciously pressed against the dull grey plastic pistol at his waist.

One person carrying two primary combat weapons at the same time.

In a special operations squad like theirs, which emphasized extreme equipment streamlining, this was highly unusual.

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The captain glanced at Yan Poyue, his gaze carrying a hint of confusion.

He questioned him with his eyes.

Yan Poyue immediately understood the captain’s meaning.

He took a step forward and lowered his voice, explaining quickly and clearly:

”Reporting, Captain!”

”This piece of equipment...”

He pointed to the inconspicuous grey pistol at his waist.

”Its manual says it’s called the ’Parent-Child Firefighting Pistol’.”

Yan Poyue felt a bit awkward even as he said the name.

But he braced himself and continued.

”This thing is just too novel, and that manual is so thick...”

He paused, a hint of a top student’s characteristic confidence showing in his eyes.

”Although I have confidence in my comprehension and have basically mastered its operational essentials.”

”However...”

Yan Poyue’s tone became incredibly solemn.

”This mission is after all too urgent, and the risks are extremely high.”

”This new equipment hasn’t been tested in actual combat, and I’m not sure if it’s absolutely reliable at a critical moment.”

He raised the fierce-looking heavy weapon in his other hand.

”Therefore, I’m requesting to carry an extra backup weapon, just in case.”

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Although Yan Poyue was a complete nerd and top student with absolute confidence in his learning ability and IQ before joining the Special Front.

He was also a special operations soldier who had undergone the harshest training.

He knew deeply that on a lawless battlefield like Sanbianpo, any minor accident could lead to the annihilation of the entire squad.

He couldn’t gamble his life and those of his teammates on a mysterious-looking new weapon that had never been used in actual combat.

Therefore, to be safe, bringing a piece of heavy firepower he was familiar with and could disassemble with his eyes closed was the most secure choice.

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After listening to Yan Poyue’s clear and logically sound explanation.

The captain nodded, expressing his understanding.

His gaze also lingered for a moment on the pocket on Yan Poyue’s chest, which was bulging from the instruction manual.

He had also seen that booklet just now, which was as thick as a dictionary.

He was also somewhat curious in his heart.

Just what kind of weapon required a manual comparable to a textbook for its introduction.

However, now was not the time to look into these minor details.

The mission came first.

He trusted his team member’s professional judgment.

”Good.”

Old Wolf said only that one word and spoke no more.

Afterward.

Everyone began their final equipment check.

The crisp clicking sound of magazines engaging with gun frames.

The ”shrrrip” sound of tactical vest Velcro being pulled apart and resealed.

And the subtle clinking of various pieces of equipment colliding intertwined in the quiet safe house.

A few minutes later.

Everyone was fully equipped and ready to go.

They checked each other’s gear on their backs, ensuring every buckle was locked and every detail was flawless.

When the last person finished the check and gave a thumbs up.

Old Wolf’s gaze swept across the face of every team member.

These were faces that were young and resolute, yet bore different expressions.

Not another word was said.

There was no pre-battle mobilization.

Nor were there any impassioned slogans.

Old Wolf simply raised his hand slowly and made a gesture to move out.

The next second.

They silently left the safe house.