The ground under them shook violently as the shockwave rippled through the air. Dust and debris quickly engulfed the area, making it difficult for him to see clearly.
In a split second, he reacted instinctively, leaping towards Aron, attempting to shield him from the explosion’s shockwave. But as he did so, it dawned on him that they were inside a virtual reality simulation. And in here, no real harm could befall them unless Aron consciously permitted it.
Understanding the truth, he let go of Aron and swiftly returned to his previous location he used to be before the explosion occurred. With a sense of relief and newfound clarity, he resumed his observation of the ongoing battle, knowing that their safety was assured.
Raising his head, he focused on the distant horizon to trace the source of the bomb. Two fiery embers glowed at the edge of his vision, confirming his suspicion that the bomb had been dropped from a fighter plane.
However, his fleeting sense of calm was shattered as another torrent of bombs descended upon them. Yet, this time, he remained assured that they were safe. Lifting his head, he beheld a colossal fleet of bombers showering explosives upon them, akin to grains of sand falling from the sky.
Yet, their impending doom was short-lived, for the shells from the tranquil ocean swiftly annihilated the fleet of bombers. Then once again, the ocean regained its composure, just as it had on its initial encounter.
For over thirty minutes, chaos ensued while Aron remained silent, observing the unfolding war around them. John, on the other hand, could only spectate, feeling the intensity of the battle. Finally, without a word, Aron teleported both of them to a warehouse brimming with weapons.
“Let’s take a look at the weapons then” he said, making his way to the first rack adorned with a collection of sleek, identical, futuristic-looking guns.
Aron explained, “This is Model 1. We’re currently referring to it by that name until we come up with something more befitting of what it can dish out.” He picked up two of the guns and handed one to John, who promptly began scrutinizing it closely.
As they inspected the guns, John suddenly found himself transported to a shooting range, accompanied by Aron’s continued explanation. “This is what you can call a railgun,” Aron clarified, “It utilizes electricity which is stored in the form of mana inside the shell of the bullet instead of the usual gunpowder to accelerate bullets along the rails on the barrel. The railgun’s design enables it to shoot over very long distances, as long as there’s sufficient electrical support for firing at that range.”
Pausing briefly, Aron swiftly resumed his explanation.”As part of its advanced features, it’s equipped with a smart scope containing a computer chip that gathers data from all the gun’s sensors. This chip then processes and relays the information either to the scope itself or to a soldier’s headgear if he is wearing one,” Aron explained, handing John a military headgear that seemed to materialize out of thin air.
“Put it on,” he instructed, in which John wasted no time and put it on.
With the military headgear securely in place, John experienced an immediate transformation in his perception of the world.As the headgear activated, a golden wave emanated from it, extending to cover a vast 3-kilometer radius and collecting data from the entire 6-kilometer diameter.
Within this expansive range, the headgear collected and processed all available information, no matter how seemingly insignificant, within its 6-kilometer diameter.
At the periphery of John’s vision, he could see details about the number of people within the six-kilometer bubble. Currently, there were only two individuals present: himself and Aron, who was marked in green to indicate he was a friendly contact.
The headgear also provided real-time information about John’s weapon, displaying that he had fifty bullets remaining in his gun’s magazine. This knowledge would prove invaluable in the heat of battle.
Upon turning his gaze towards Aron, a distinctive name appeared above his head, written in elegant golden letters: “ARON MICHAEL(G).” The “G” designation revealed that the headgear’s information identified Aron as the General of ARES.
But before he could look around more to get used to the headgear, the headgear issued a warning about the presence of enemy forces entering the 6-kilometer bubble, John’s attention snapped to where the indicated threat was coming from.
Even though they were completely obscured by buildings, the headgear’s advanced technology allowed him to see the complete outlines of the approaching enemy group.
John focused his attention on a single enemy, and immediately, the headgear sprang into action, displaying an astonishing array of details about the adversary. It showed every piece of equipment the enemy had, from the type of gun he carried to the number of bullets in his magazine.
Additionally, the headgear revealed information about the thickness of the enemy’s armor and much more.
Realizing the significance of this level of information, John understood the immense advantage it granted him. Knowledge of an enemy’s gear and capabilities was a game-changer in combat.
Having access to such details meant that if you are the enemy, you are better off jumping into a volcano, as in doing so there is at least a chance of you surviving from that than surviving from someone who had that much amount of information about you on the battlefield.
Aron’s swift and precise action left no room for hesitation. As soon as the enemy took cover behind a wall that provided no other protection except the wall itself, Aron opened fire without a moment’s delay.
With the railgun’s extraordinary capabilities, the bullet pierced through the 2.5-kilometer distance, effortlessly penetrating the wall and striking the enemy with deadly accuracy.
The enemy, caught off guard and unable to comprehend the speed and accuracy of the attack, fell victim to the fatal shot, succumbing instantly before he could even react to the danger he was facing.
Now with an assurance that he could fire at the enemies after he saw Aron firing at them, John quickly raised his gun and aimed at the highlighted enemies.
As he raised his gun, he witnessed the headgear’s real-time feedback, displaying a red dot that precisely indicated the bullet’s trajectory if fired at that moment. This feature allowed him to gauge where the shot would land, ensuring a more accurate aim.
Upon aiming at the first enemy, the red dot turned yellow, accompanied by a warning that the bullet’s path would be blocked by the obstacles on the way, making the shot futile.
John heeded the advice and immediately moved on to the next target, as indicated by the headgear’s green light, signaling an optimal shooting opportunity.Without hesitation, John fired his gun, and in a matter of moments, the targeted enemy collapsed, taken down by the lethal shot.
The headgear’s data analysis was proving to be an indispensable ally, guiding John’s decision-making in real-time combat scenarios and allowing him to maximize his efficiency and ammunition use.
The silence of the gun’s firing was deceptive, as its low hum remained unnoticed amidst the intensity of the battle. However, the recoil from the powerful railgun was nothing short of astonishing. Even with John’s enhanced abilities due to Aron’s healing bombardment, the force exerted by the weapon’s firing was substantial, slightly pushing him backward with the firing of the shot.
Now with John having gotten the gun’s feel, he swiftly shifted his attention to other enemies, firing the weapon with precision every time the headgear indicated a sure hit. The seamless coordination between his actions and the tactical data led to a swift elimination of the remaining foes.
In a mere ten seconds, every enemy on the battlefield had been neutralized. Aron skillfully dispatched about half of them, while John efficiently handled the rest. Their combined proficiency, aided by the advanced technology, resulted in a remarkably swift and decisive victory over their adversaries.
“how does it feel?” After all the enemies had perished, Aron asked John.
“Unreal!!!” John exclaimed, brimming with excitement. “With just this gun and the headgear, I’m confident that a trained infantryman could take on a team of special forces and emerge victorious, as long as he maintains his distance and prevents them from closing in.” John’s elation was evident in his every gesture, and his rapid breaths reflected his realization of how these two technologies could enable an ordinary person to eliminate a well-trained group of special forces.
“Indeed, this is just the beginning,” Aron said with a satisfied smile on his face, before they found themselves back in the warehouse, and since John was still wearing the headgear, he was now presented with detailed information about each weapon within the 6 km diameter of the warehouse.
However, given the immense size of the warehouse, the data he was seeing was approximately 5 percent of the weapons present.