I briefly described to her how to use this ACOG combination sight, which is both familiar and unfamiliar to me. Familiarity refers to the fact that I have used the ACOG series many times, and this TA01 is the best among them, while unfamiliarity refers to the fact that I have used it this time.

I used a combination, and added a Docter red dot scope to the tail of the TA01. Although they are different models produced by the same company, this is the first time I have used them together. I have had two combinations of sight scopes before.

I have experience in using it, but that kind of combination is just to install two scopes with different magnifications in series for accurate shooting at full range. I am really unfamiliar with this combination of two mounted together. The reason for purchasing this set

Actually it's just out of curiosity.

"So these are two scopes?"

"Yes."

"Why go to all this trouble?"

"Because the main body's TA01 is a 4x lens, the red dot above is a fast lens for close range."

"It's so troublesome and awkward..."

"That's true. Everyone is pretty much the same in the beginning. Just get used to it. You don't need to put your face so close, just aim through the red dot in the mirror."

I stretched out my hand to support Diana's arm and taught her how to use the optical sight. I also responded mechanically to her questions because I was inexplicably immersed in the touch of her body. Obviously I didn't feel like this during the surgery last night.

I thought, her slender arms were so soft. I took the opportunity to help her adjust her posture and quietly held her in my arms. This soft feeling made me miss the silicone pillow at home. I really want to try it.

Try holding her to sleep, it's absolutely wonderful.

I don’t think Diana didn’t notice that I had some unusual physical contact with her, but she didn’t offer any obvious resistance, which really fueled my desire. After a few slightly excessive gropings, it seemed that I was touching her.

Her bottom line suddenly flashed past me when my hand unconsciously touched her chest. I turned around and saw her looking at me with a somewhat angry smile.

"Have you had enough?"

"Uh...no..."

"How does it feel to me?"

“Excellent.”

I always subconsciously answer her slightly majestic questions, but I'm glad that my bastard-like answer just now didn't anger her, but made her laugh, and I squeezed it a little embarrassedly.

The remaining touch in my hand made me sigh again.

"It feels really good, better than mine."

"Shut up."

"oh."

"Can I try that? That T-shaped submachine gun looks pretty good."

"I don't recommend you to use this."

I picked up the MAC-10 she was referring to, pulled out the butt of the gun, leaned over and firmly stabilized the gun with my hand, and then pulled the trigger from a distance. Accompanied by the terrifying sound of shooting and the sound from the muzzle,

A large amount of gunpowder smoke spewed out from everywhere, and a wooden pile used as a shooting target was bombarded by bullets and scattered sawdust. At the same time, Diana seemed to be frightened, covering her ears and hiding behind me. Her reaction

I was a little surprised. The behavior of hiding behind me may be understandable, but covering my ears made me confused. After all, this shot was a 9mm handkerchief, how loud could it be? So I was quite curious.

The reason why she covered her ears.

Although I tried my best to control the ammunition consumption, at least 15 bullets were fired in just one moment. It felt a bit wasteful, but I still demonstrated it to Diana, because I had already fired it unconsciously in my heart.

I treat her as an acquaintance. I don’t quite understand what a real friend is like, but I don’t have many friends to begin with, so I’m still very satisfied with this relationship. At least in my mind, she is the first one for a short time.

People who have been treated in this way.

As for the reason for treating her so differently, it doesn’t matter whether it’s because she is a subordinate of Severna or because she is a fellow villager from Earth. Anyway, I don’t think she will betray me without any reason, and she

She is the first person I met in this world. In short, for various reasons, I think she is special.

"Although it uses 9x19mm caliber bullets like the 90TWO, the maximum rate of fire of this MAC-10 can reach a thousand rounds per minute. It is the most suitable choice for close-range fire suppression, but it will also cause

The recoil is powerful, so if you want to hit the target accurately, you must maintain the correct shooting posture."

Putting aside my inner thoughts for the time being, I stretched out my hand to wave the gunpowder smoke in front of me and then turned to Diana and continued to introduce the performance of MAC-10. When I looked up at her, I found that her eyes seemed a little dull and she was looking at them in a distracted manner.

That piece of wood was beaten into a hornet's nest, and I also noticed that at some point her hand was on the dagger hanging on her waist.

"are you OK?"

"Well...it's okay..."

"But you don't look like you're okay at all."

"It's really nothing, it's just... this sound and power... reminds me of the Nazis..."

Diana's slightly sad expression made me feel at a loss. I don't think the MAC-10's shooting sound will be the same as the Nazi weapons during World War II. Although the Nazis also had firearms that used 9mm Parcel bullets, I don't think the two are the same at all.

There are no similarities between them, but the difference is even greater in terms of power and rate of fire. Judging from the feeling alone, if Diana is referring to a firearm with a somewhat similar rate of fire, it can only be the famous "tearing gun"

"Cloth tearing machine", but after thinking about it, it seems that the time is not correct, maybe it is the predecessor of the "cloth tearing machine", no matter what, I vaguely feel that this is not a good thing.

"You seem to have some resistance to this gun. If possible, can we talk about it? I don't want any accidents to happen in the subsequent battles. Of course, if it involves some of your privacy, I can refuse."

"It's not a secret thing. I... was hit by shell fragments and didn't die immediately. And before I died, I saw some Nazi soldiers. They used a heavy machine gun to shoot at the fleeing French soldiers. That kind of

The scene like mowing grass brings me a sense of fear beyond death, so I hate the sound of machine guns... What's wrong with you?"

Diana's question awakened my somewhat confused thoughts. For some reason, I sat on a rock behind me in a daze. I didn't answer her because I didn't know how to answer her question. Her question was exactly as I expected.

The previous experience caused some kind of psychological trauma. Although she was reincarnated into a new world, she still instinctively hates the sound of machine guns with memories of the past. Even the sound of similar high-speed shooting will bring out the shadow in her heart.

"This is considered PTSD."

"What?"

"Post-traumatic stress disorder... I don't know much about it, but most people are people who come back from war, and your reaction to these types of gunshots is very similar to them."

"disease?"

"Yes, some kind of mental illness. Have you noticed that your eyes were very dull just now, as if you were immersed in some kind of memory, and your right hand has never left the vicinity of the dagger since just now. This shows that

You are on instinctive alert."

"Psych...is this dangerous?"

"If you were on earth, you would get better by taking some drugs and seeing a psychiatrist. But here it is very dangerous, because I will use firearms in the subsequent battles, especially this MAC-10. You should know that in the battlefield

What will be the consequences of being in a daze?"

"I...I will try my best and exercise restraint..."

I don't think she will be able to control her psychological shadow in such a short period of time. After all, what I am going to say next may make things worse.

"No, there is another thing I want to tell you. The weapon I am best at is also the weapon you fear the most."

"You mean..."

"The machine gun is the most used and favorite weapon in my mercenary career."

"But now you..."

"It's not there now because Severna hasn't sent it to me yet, but judging from this situation, you may not see me again."

"......what do you mean?"

"I mean...we probably can't be friends."

"no, I can not!"

Diana's reaction was more intense than I expected. In fact, I wasn't much better. Although I tried to act like I didn't care, my heart was already in chaos.

"I don't want to do this either, but the compatibility between the two of us is really bad."

"No..."

"Instead of waiting until the relationship gets better later and then cracks will appear, it is better to make things clear now."

"No......"

"Many things often fail in tiny details. Even if you endure it now, one day..."

"No! I don't accept it!"

I was completely stunned by Diana's sudden roar. I didn't expect that she would look so quiet on the outside but be so... ferocious when angry? I don't know how to describe the look of the two of us at this moment. She just suddenly threw me down,

He grabbed my shoulders with both hands and pushed me to the ground. I didn't feel pain when my back hit the ground. After all, the ground under me was very soft, but my heart was shocked like when I was hit by a car. I don't know why I suddenly

I remembered the Siberian tiger I saw on TV while hunting. I looked like a prey being pinned to the ground by the "tiger".

Slowly coming back to my senses, I saw her face clearly. Her expression was so angry, but there were tears hanging from the corners of her eyes. Her look made me feel a little distressed. I didn't expect that things would develop like this. Normally.

In this case, you should speak clearly to point out the differences and contradictions between the two parties, and then everyone will cooperate carefully to complete the task. After that, they will go their own ways and there will no longer be any close contact. At least in the past, I was

This is done.

Looking at Diana who remained angry but silent, I reached out and tried to open her arm, but several attempts failed due to her resistance. I couldn't feel the anger at all, and even wanted to laugh a little, but helplessly

Then I wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with my fingers.

"Why are you so angry?"

I actually know the answer to this question mentally, but I don’t want to admit it because it seems a bit wishful thinking, so I am looking forward to the answer from her mouth. No matter what answer I get, I will try to accept it.

Because I also want to date her. After all, who would hate a beautiful girl who can cook, not to mention she is a legendary elf.
To be continued...