Chapter 314 Six-shooter Revolver
“But the tall and thin man said nothing. He just walked closer in silence. A foul smell of a corpse wafted over. Only then did we realize that his skin was gray and bloodless, and covered with spots of corpse spots, just like the zombies in the apocalyptic game…”

“Mr. George had served in the army before. He immediately pulled out a gun from his bosom. It was a revolver. Mr. George pointed the gun at the tall and thin man who was getting closer and closer, and warned him loudly not to come any closer. But the man said nothing and just kept approaching in silence. The smell of corruption in the air became even stronger, making everyone feel suffocated.”

“After repeated warnings failed, Mr. George pulled the trigger. He fired five shots at the tall, thin man covered in corpse spots. He originally wanted to empty the magazine directly, but when he fired the sixth shot, the bolt suddenly got stuck for some reason. No matter how hard Mr. George tried, he couldn’t fire the last bullet.”

Hearing this, Ning Zhe frowned slightly: “How strange, I have never heard of a revolver jamming.”

Because revolvers don’t eject shells at all.

The revolver is a classic firearm known for its reliability. It appears particularly frequently in western movies with cowboys as the protagonists, which also indirectly reflects its harsh working environment. Cowboys often have to ride horses with revolvers slung over their shoulders, driving thousands of cattle along the railways across North America, driving the cattle from the vast grasslands of the West to the slaughterhouses on the East Coast.

Cowboys often slept in the open air. The harsh environment and lack of supplies forced them to be picky about the reliability of every piece of equipment they wore. For example, long-term riding caused ordinary cotton and linen pants to be easily worn out, so the sturdy and wear-resistant canvas pants that miners loved to wear quickly became popular among cowboys and were named jeans.

Revolvers or revolvers are also favored by cowboys for the same reason – their simple and reliable structure makes them almost one of the most trustworthy hot weapons in human history. Even if a revolver fully loaded with bullets is placed in a drawer and not taken care of or maintained, it can still be fired normally like a new one after five or ten years. There is no such thing as a jam.

An ordinary Glock pistol may jam one or two bullets after firing hundreds of rounds, but a revolver will hardly jam even one bullet, even if it is used to metal fatigue or even scrapped. Even if a dud bullet occurs that cannot be fired, one only needs to pull the trigger repeatedly and the dud bullet will be skipped directly by the revolver structure, without affecting the firing of subsequent bullets at all.

The ‘Mr. George’ that Sally Sally mentioned is a veteran. He obviously chose a revolver as his personal self-defense weapon because of its unparalleled reliability. Moreover, as a veteran, he does not know how to maintain the gun.

However, this pistol, which in principle should not have the concept of jamming, strangely got stuck when George tried to fire the last bullet in the magazine at the ghost.

“I saw Mr. George’s face turn pale in an instant, full of fear. The tall, thin man with corpse spots all over his body had been shot five times, and blood was constantly oozing from the bullet holes in his body, but he walked in front of us as if nothing had happened. Mr. George froze in place like a person in a Jin Yong novel who had his acupuncture points pressed, and he didn’t move a muscle, letting the man take the gun from his hand.”

“We were all so scared that we didn’t even dare to run away. We only saw the tall, thin man take the revolver in his hand and remove the magazine. After checking the remaining bullet inside, he pushed hard and the magazine suddenly spun rapidly, and then it was thrown back into place with a click.”

“…the tall, thin man held a revolver and shot Mr. George in the forehead.”

Sally Sally paused for a moment, looked at the empty seat beside her with lingering fear, and then said:

“The gun didn’t go off. The round was blank. The tall, thin man fired the gun and returned it to Mr. George… He remained silent and didn’t say a word, but we somehow understood what he meant: he asked Mr. George to shoot one of us.”

“Mr. George, who had regained his mobility, stood there hesitantly with a gun in his hand, sweating profusely. He didn’t want to shoot us. At this moment, a terrifying and oppressive atmosphere emanated from the tall and thin man. It was so gloomy and heavy that I couldn’t breathe and my whole body began to feel cold… I had a premonition that if we didn’t do what he wanted, something terrible might happen…”

“Finally, Mr. George couldn’t stand the pressure, pointed the gun at Ms. Anna behind him, and pulled the trigger.” “The gun didn’t fire, it was another empty chamber.”

“Mr. George was as if he had been pardoned. He handed the gun to Miss Anna. Miss Anna was so scared that her face turned pale. She took the gun and trembled as she pointed the gun at Miss Mary’s head. She closed her eyes and pulled the trigger.”

“The gun still didn’t fire. This round is still empty.”

“Then Miss Mary took the gun and pointed it at me. She apologized to me and pulled the trigger. The gun went off and I didn’t even have time to scream before the whole world went dark.”

“That’s all I know.”

Sally Sally swallowed her saliva, her teeth chattering as she spoke carefully, “It was as if the whole world disappeared in the darkness. I opened my eyes and saw you standing in front of me…”

This is what happened to her and the other four people after they disappeared.

“Sound like Russian roulette?” Xia Yubing took out a pistol from her arms. It was also a revolver, but hers was more like a handicraft than a self-defense tool. Even the handle was made of ivory.

The ghost dragged the five of them into that empty world just to play a life-and-death game with them?

Perhaps it was just as Ning Zhe had guessed before, this ghost did not have the instant death rule like Terang or Zhaoyou. What took away the lives of the dead was not the ghost itself, but the games initiated by the ghost, with lives at stake.

Ning Zhe took the ivory-handled revolver from Xia Yubing and held it in his hand to examine it carefully.

In the silence, a muffled sound suddenly came from a seat not far away, and a burly corpse in a black suit appeared in the audience and rolled to the ground with a thud.

“Mr. George?!” Sally Sally covered her mouth with her hands and couldn’t help but exclaim.

Ning Zhe ejected the magazine of his revolver with a click, and then replaced it with a click: “It seems that the result of the second round of the game has come out.”

(End of this chapter)