"If I gave you a gun, how many people could you take out?"
Stella Sterling's random question left Andrew Shaw completely stunned.
Their car was now parked at a small intersection. Staring at the distant village, Andrew Shaw mulled it over for a long while.
Finally, he said helplessly, "I'm only five years old!"
'Even with a gun, there's no way I could take on an entire village by myself.'
'Besides, who knows if they have any firearms?'
'Even if they don't, I still couldn't win.'
Stella Sterling turned to look at him. "Five years old. The perfect age to go out and get some real-world experience!"
Andrew Shaw's eyes widened innocently. 'She's so insistent... Don't tell me she's actually planning to send me in alone?'
'A five-year-old kid, taking a weapon to go wipe out an entire faction?'
As he thought about it, even as he felt it was hopeless, a surge of hot-blooded excitement stirred in Andrew Shaw's heart.
'How cool would that scene be!'
