I whistled lowly, gazing at the various weapons. I recognized a fair few of them, but there were far more I didn't know the name or- Wait. Was that...? "No fückin' way," I whispered, gently picking up the weapon that had caught my attention: a DC-17m with a stock, though it was missing any other attachments. What there was present, however, was a plethora of ammo. A thought snapped me out of my fanboy stupor, however. "Hey, Corporal? What kind of stopping power does this thing have?" I asked, showing the weapon to my CO.