Anyone who has ever played a shooting game understands one thing—
The terror of a weapon with no recoil.
In games, recoil can be controlled. Skilled players drag their mouse downward, compensating for the upward kick, achieving near-impossible accuracy—as if they were cheating.
But reality?
Is far less forgiving.
There is no "mouse control" in real combat.
A firearm is controlled entirely by the strength, endurance, and technique of the person holding it.
Ask any soldier what they fear most.
Is it the endless, repetitive training?
The grueling long-distance marches stretching dozens of kilometers?
The brutal muscle conditioning that leaves them unable to stand afterward?
None of those.
Every soldier will give you the same answer.
Target practice.
After emptying a single magazine, their shoulder is already numb.
After several rounds—hundreds of bullets fired—their shoulder and arms swell, aching and strained.
Even a poorly handled handgun can dislocate a grown man's shoulder. As for rifles—larger calibers, greater power—the recoil only becomes more punishing.
But now—
That limitation no longer existed.
A weapon with no recoil didn't just improve accuracy.
It changed everything.
It enhanced a soldier's sustained combat ability.
Reduced physical fatigue.
Extended endurance.
…
More importantly—
It dramatically shortened training time.
Becoming a true sharpshooter was never easy. It required countless rounds of live fire, built through time, discipline, and sheer perseverance.
But now?
With a laser weapon—
Everyone could become a sharpshooter.
And that was only the beginning.
The standard mode alone rivaled the power of a 7.62mm round.
The special mode?
Capable of destroying hardened military targets.
As these facts settled in, General Andrey's breathing grew heavier.
In his mind, the battlefield was already changing.
…
In truth—
This single weapon alone had already exceeded his expectations.
With this laser rifle equipped across the ranks, he could confidently declare—
That the Russian Ground Forces would become the most powerful land force in the world.
One shot in special mode could penetrate the frontal armor of a main battle tank.
What, then, of armored vehicles?
Of defensive formations?
A single soldier…
Destroying a tank with one shot?
At that point—
Who could possibly stop them?
And more than that—
This was only the infantry version.
If scaled up—
Mounted on vehicles.
Adapted into artillery systems—
Then what?
After all…
What was a cannon, if not a larger gun?
A single energy blast—
And bunkers, fortresses, hardened defenses—
All reduced to nothing.
Who could stop an army like that?
"General Andrey seems quite satisfied," Peter said with a faint smile, breaking the silence. "But I suggest you take a look at what comes next."
His tone was light—
But his intent was clear.
He wasn't here for a modest deal.
He was here—
To feast.
"The laser rifle is only the appetizer," Peter continued casually. "The real course… is still to come."
Even a weapon like this, if supplied to the largest standing army in the world, would result in a deal worth hundreds of billions.
And weapons themselves?
Were never the real profit.
Ammunition was.
And these energy magazines—
Could only be manufactured by Umbrella.
General Andrey took a slow breath, regaining his composure.
Moments ago, even he—a high-ranking military leader—had nearly lost control of his reactions.
Seeing these weapons through a screen was one thing.
Standing here—
Witnessing them firsthand—
Was something else entirely.
"Please," he said, his voice steady once more. "Continue."
Peter nodded and stepped toward the next container.
"The second item," he announced, "is defensive technology."
He opened the case.
Inside—
Was the centerpiece of this entire deal.
Energy shield technology.
This was not new to them. Peter had already introduced it during earlier briefings.
But now—
They would see it in action.
Humanity had always pursued stronger weapons.
Sharper spears.
But the pursuit of defense—
Had never stopped either.
Yet throughout history, breakthroughs in offense had always come more easily than those in defense.
As of now, human defensive technology relied on two primary approaches.
The first—
Stronger materials
Better alloys.
Advanced composites.
Ceramics.
Carbon fiber.
…
The second—
Defense through offense.
Nowhere was this clearer than in missile defense systems.
To stop a missile, you didn't rely on armor.
You used another missile.
Interception.
Neutralization.
Because no matter how strong your bunker was—
Someone could always build a bigger bomb.
But now—
That paradigm was changing.
"As long as your energy supply is sufficient," Peter said calmly, "and your output is strong enough…"
"You can have a shield that cannot be broken."
His voice carried a quiet certainty.
"The limit is no longer material strength. Not metal, not fiber, not reaction speed, not interception systems."
He paused slightly.
"The only limit… is energy."
"And if you have enough of it?"
He smiled faintly.
"Even a nuclear weapon can be stopped."
Silence.
Then—
The sound of heavy breathing.
General Andrey's composure shattered completely.
Because he understood.
For decades, Russia had faced pressure under the shadow of a global superpower. In any large-scale conflict—even a nuclear one—they would inevitably suffer greater initial losses.
But now?
That equation—
Had changed.
What if nuclear deterrence no longer worked?
What if—
Your nuclear weapons…
Couldn't break my defenses?
And even without nuclear war—
The same logic applied.
Your aircraft?
Destroyed in a single hit.
Mine?
Capable of enduring multiple missile strikes.
Your aircraft carriers?
One strike, and they're crippled.
Mine?
Advancing through your firepower—unstoppable.
Your strategic bombardment?
Turns my cities into ruins.
Mine?
Leaves your defenses helpless.
At that point—
This was no longer a war.
It was domination.
Peter stood there, calm and composed, watching the storm of realization unfold in General Wang's eyes.
And in that moment—
The question became painfully clear.
If war truly came—
What could you possibly use…
To fight me?
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