Section 40 - Large-Scale Resupply

With the maximum range of a railgun combat rifle, even if Sanjani ran for an hour, he would still be shattered with one shot, leaving no corpse intact.

The moment Sanjani dared not move, he remembered the high-grade steel crowbar in his hand and hesitated whether to throw it away. Before he could make a decision, the rifle butt smashed down ruthlessly, and he screamed, only to be knocked to the ground immediately.

The airship marine squad rushed up at once, pinning down his limbs before handcuffing him tightly, rendering him unable to move.

The squad leader of the airship marines barked, "Name? Social Welfare Number? What were you trying to do?"

Another rifle butt came down right after, making sure to suppress him first before further questioning.

Sanjani @_@: "..."