The roar of the Humvee's engine could be heard breaking through the crowd inside the refugee camp.
My current goal was to assess the strengths and weaknesses of the Humvee given to me by the Goddess of War.
It wasn't that I didn't trust Amelia, who had given me this Humvee as a gift, I just simply testing it to ensure it was ready for use at any time. Especially with the GECAL 50 mounted on its roof, where there was a hatch ready to open at any time to use it.
As Amelia had said, the vehicle and the weapon mounted on the Humvee were connected to my Gunsmith ability, so both of them could be repaired simply by injecting my magical energy.
It was a bit of a hassle, but it was better than searching for spare parts that didn't exist in this world.
Sometimes, something simple and repairable with magic was a blessing.
Brrruuummm...
Brrruuummm...
