First a stop to sell the guns.

First things first, you decide to make a quick stop at the store where you got your new guns to sell everything you got off of the guards. Not really wanting to walk, even the two blocks to the shop, you decide to drive there. As you arrive you are even pleasantly surprised to find a good parking space. As you walk in the shopkeeper looks up from the same magazine you caught him with earlier and smiles, “I see you lived through whatever it was you were a doin.”

“Sure did, in fact I got some stuff to sell ya.” You say happily bouncing over to him like an over eager school girl. Plopping the bag on the counter you pull it open for him to see.

He starts pulling everything out one by one, obviously adding up the value as he goes. Finally he asks, “So you don't want to keep any of it?”

“Not really, it didn't do them any good. Oh yeah, I do suppose I should get something stronger than this though, they laughed at me when I pointed it at them.”

“What did you do then?”

“Blew his eyeball out.” You say with a grin.

“Well my guess is you won't get that trick to work again. To be honest this gun isn't really worth much, but seeing as how you and I are friends and all, I'll give you a fair price. You looking to trade then for a better rifle?”

“Ya, plus some cash I suppose. These are worth a bunch right?”

“They aren't bad. I take it by your previous pick you are looking for some kind of sniper style rifle with good range, good take down power, and not really worried about crowd control?” You nod, not quite sure what the hell he is talking about, but not wanting to look stupid. He looks around his inventory for a little while before coming back with a few options for you. As he sets each of the three rifles on the counter, he gives you the run down on each. “The first one here is a very basic bolt action rifle in .368 super magnum. I have 3 boxes of 25 rounds of titanium armor piercing ammo that will make quick work of anything and anyone, plus it comes mounted with a state of the art imaging 5-12x variable night scope. It is a damn good rifle, but if bolt action isn't your thing it could be a problem. Which brings us to the second rifle. This is a semi auto rifle used primarily in the east block nations. It is a semi auto rifle chambered in the newly developed powerful 11x61mm round. The clip holds 30 rounds and this particular one is equipped with a 4x red dot scope. Last we have my personal favorite, another gun developed in Russia. It is a bullpup configured sniper weapon system. It isn't exactly a rifle as it uses an electrically charged gel to shave off a 2x2x20mm twisted bolt off of a block of specially designed composite metal that leaves the barrel at 1500m/s. There is no real noise as the gun fires or any muzzle flair, but as the projectile is faster than sound, it will always be heard, but this is often very hard to pinpoint the exact point of origin, keeping the sniper safer. The gun holds enough propellant for 50 shots, and the block inside of the gun is good for 2000 rounds when the gun is put together, but cannot be replaced. The display indicates there are 546 shots remaining before it has to be sent back to the no longer functioning factory to be replaced. If you want it, I have 6 propellant canisters, and I think I can find more on the black market if I ask around. They are $1000 each though.

You look over the three guns and for a second you are pretty sure which one you want when a rifle on the shelf behind him almost begs you to pick it up. “What about that?” You ask pointing at the gun.

“That old thing. Well ya, if you want I suppose that is a pretty good old gun.” He pulls it down with a little chuckle, “I suppose you would say this is the big brother of your little .22. This is an old Winchester lever action rifle chambered in .44 magnum.” He racks the action a few times and looks it over before continuing. “If you want this cheap old thing I suppose I would have to put in a sight link for you and see what ammo I could come up with, but heck I might even be able to build in a silencer if you want. I dunno, i'll look it over. Ok if you want this one I'll do some tinkering and ask around to see what I can come up with. Come back tomorrow after 5pm.” Then he simply walks into the back, finally calling out, “The door is gonna lock in 5 min, you better take off.”

Slightly confused as to if you are supposed to leave the guns here or take them, you decide fuck it and leave them on the counter and walk out the front door. With a little click you hop back into your car and a yawn dictates your next move, sleep. Pulling up your computer, you first find the location of the bar you are expected to meet at tomorrow night. It is at the edge of downtown where security and police presence is still slim but is at least present. “Not to shabby. Now to find somewhere to spend the night.” You slip the car in gear and head in that direction while looking up some hotels near the meet. It doesn't take much as it is actually pretty close to the airport and a large shopping center. The night sky zips passed as you make your way across town. On your way there you give them a call, and without ever speaking to anyone, using your computer you are able to reserve yourself a room for the night for the rest of tonight as well as tomorrow night, so you can use the room all day, for only $500. The sun hasn't come up at least when you check in, and pull your car into the 23 story round parking garage. You stuff all of your guns and stuff into your bags and head in, not really wanting to leave anything in the car. Luckily the check in is entirely automated and even takes cash, so within minutes you are in an elevator and using the little magnetic strip card to push your way into the room. The room is pretty nice, a single huge bed, a nice bathroom with a double sink, coffee maker, blow drier, iron, and even a small refrigerator, but no kind of stove or microwave. Before you hit the sack you decide to make a full count of everything you have left. It seems you have a total of 67 shotgun shells, and 152 bullets for your pistol, 7 full clips plus the stubby clip of 12, and $50,400. Seconds later you are completely naked and crawling into the sheets. Then before you can even think of doing anything else, you slip into sleep.