A single round for the main cannon, at the very least ten rounds, sometimes twenty or thirty, depending on the model of the main cannon.
"Ammunition is a rare commodity," Qu Jianlei casually replied, "Eight rounds is better than none, right?"
He really didn’t think eight rounds was too few. People should be content, even the Sai Family only managed to collect eight rounds of cannon shells, showing how difficult it was.
"There aren’t many machine cannon shells either, only over sixty rounds."
"After using a few rounds, that’s one round, and it’s no small amount... they’re only dealing with a transport mecha."
"There are also few bullets for the nine-barrel machine gun, only three hundred rounds."
"That’s plenty," Qu Jianlei said dismissively with a smile, "These are all big weapons, why do you need so many?"
Flower Scorpion was merely grazing the subject, and then switched topics, "Those two vehicles that were blown up, I wonder if there are any intact weapons left?"
Winning the battle, isn’t it time to make a little war profit?
Qu Jianlei smiled, "Just take a casual look, take whatever you can find... I still want to seize the time for a counterattack."
Flower Scorpion was taken aback by his words, "Fight back... counterattack that camp?"
"That’s right," Qu Jianlei nodded with a blank expression, "Why should they be the only ones pursuing me?"
But Flower Scorpion had the feeling that something about this was wrong, and then she realized.
"Taking the machine cannon over with a light truck, doesn’t that show we don’t control the mecha?"
"Whether or not we control the mecha," Qu Jianlei motioned towards the mecha wreckage nearby, "How long do you think we can keep it a secret?"
"Keep it hidden for a while longer if possible," Flower Scorpion was quite pragmatic, "At least long enough for us to get a bit further."
Qu Jianlei shook his head, "No, I want them to understand that no one is a born hunter, hunters and prey can switch roles!"
Having seized so many weapons from the mecha, if he didn’t dare to counterattack at least once, he would have a hard time overcoming a mental hurdle.
"Alright then," Flower Scorpion sighed in resignation, "Am I the backup again?"
"Let’s go together," Qu Jianlei sensed her disappointment, "But you’ll be driving." Content originally comes from novel·fiɾe·net
"Alright," Flower Scorpion cheered up, then went to tidy up the battlefield around the two vehicles.
She only collected some silver coins, ammunition, and three guns, two Gauss Rifles and one Laser Rifle.
The frequency of Laser Gun usage in Zone Zhou Character was actually higher than Gauss Rifle, it’s just that Laser Guns are too easily damaged.
The sky was too dark, visibility poor, surely some things hadn’t been discovered yet.
But the two didn’t want to wait longer, they directly drove towards that outdoor camp of the Sai Family, until they saw faint lights.
In fact, the pursuing convoy, having just escaped back, was still extremely frightened, fearing that the mecha would pursue them.
Everyone nervously waited for almost an hour, finding that the mecha didn’t chase, they relaxed a bit.
Then everyone started discussing whether the opponents had moved the machine cannon onto their car.
Someone thought efficiency couldn’t be that fast; after the fireworks, our chase only took four or five minutes.
But in this convoy, there was indeed someone responsible for maintaining the vehicles on the road.
Although not a Maintenance Master, they could determine methods for quickly cutting metal pieces in the wild.
Industrial burning and cutting ointment were too expensive, they hadn’t used it, but that didn’t hinder their knowledge.
Upon hearing this, everyone breathed a slight sigh of relief: if it was installed on a truck, they... wouldn’t dare to come?
Although two of their own vehicles were destroyed, they still had six here, which meant six fire points.
Especially since one was an armored vehicle.
Plus seven or eight motorcycles, which meant seven or eight more fire support points.
A small truck, would it dare to come close?
Yet no one imagined that the small truck, with lights off, was steadily coming to a halt four kilometers away.
Only this far, no closer, otherwise the precision of the opposing firepower would increase.
Qu Jianlei first aimed at a modified large truck and pulled the machine cannon’s trigger.
(Two extra Chapters, all thanks to Silver fan "Black Heaven," I’ll gradually repay the backlog, never default.)