Chapter 629: Chapter 48: The Way of a Stay-at-Home Man_2 Having once held a special occupation, it was quite normal for him to be privy to some secret knowledge. "Are there no forces left to counterattack?” "Currently, the only main force warship at the base is the ‘Kirin’.” "Main force warship? That’s got to be able to take it down, right?” McCaul pointed at the Sabie alien warship in the sky. Stumbling over his words, Tel asked. "As an adult homeowner, isn’t it normal to keep some weapons behind the closet at home, some in the basement, and some in the garage?” Brian calmly replied. "But, but this is a self-propelled gun!” Tel had an expression that said ‘I’m a man too, don’t joke with me’. "That’s the difference between an ordinary homeowner and a ‘Mystical Side’ person.” "An ordinary homeowner needs more weapons to protect his family and home.” "As for the Mystical Side?” "I don’t know much about it, maybe we can share notes later.” Brian said as he walked towards John. Looking at Brian’s retreating figure, Tel’s face twitched. He was a ‘Mystical Side’ person, but at most, he would set up a few ‘alarms’ in his house, or at the very extreme, add a couple of ‘acid traps’. How could he possibly have something as extravagant as self-propelled guns? "Protecting oneself is not wrong.” "We just want to live more safely.” McCaul patted Tel on the shoulder, consoling him. Tel agreed with such sentiments, and subconsciously, the ‘Mystical Side’ member was about to nod when McCaul spoke up again, “So, a self-propelled gun is not enough. Though it has been modified, its anti-air capabilities aren’t as good as an anti-aircraft gun. We need to install two concealed anti-aircraft guns in the backyard!” With those words, McCaul also walked towards the heavy truck. After a couple of steps, McCaul paused. "No, it’s not enough.” "Two anti-aircraft guns are too few.” "And they’re too concentrated.” "We need at least six, scattered around the house.” McCaul’s face brightened with a warm smile as if struck by a brilliant idea. Tel clearly heard these words. This member from the Clock Tower stationed at the ‘Ground Reconnaissance Bureau’ seemed to have his view of the world refreshed. His stiff neck made it impossible for him to nod anymore. No, it wasn’t about nodding at all. It was about how he couldn’t possibly agree with such a notion. How could a home possibly contain so many dangerous items? Home should be homely. Home should be filled with laughter and joy. Such a home is what’s truly cherished. What if someone came to shatter that happy life? Tel’s expression turned grave. He started contemplating his own happy family being attacked by invaders, what if his wife or children were hurt, or if something even worse happened? Although I don’t have a family now. So what’s wrong with preparing for a rainy day? Immediately, his grave expression became stern. Tel’s breathing quickened involuntarily. A suffocating sensation overcame his chest. He couldn’t bear any harm coming to his wife and children. The house would have to be refitted. Alarm traps didn’t need to be abundant, just add two more.