3 skins for the Assault and Battle Rifles, from Tier+Tactical's Tier 2 pack
There's really not much more to say. They're alternate models (or reskins) of existing weaponry, with minor, minor modifications to the way they play, like increased damage (and lowered ammo count) or faster fire rate but less range. You know, something like that.
It's a very win-lose kind of thing.
Included in this pack:
the Classic Battle Rifle (part of the Classic pack)
the Classic Battle Rifle has been historically renowned for being a stereotypical 'bad guy weapon': you know, the kind of gun you see being held by the terrorists who kick puppies and drink virgin blood for a living. But in reality, nobody uses it, since nobody wants to be stereotyped as a virgin-blood-drinking puppy-kicking bastard. This iteration is really just a clever marketing ploy to take a weapon nobody likes and make it likable again: so far, it's working!
the Service Assault Rifle (part of the Classic pack)
There's a certain majesty to the Service Assault Rifle. On one hand, it's old. Like, older-then-your-grandma's-hand-me-down-brassiere old. Don't ask us how we know that. On the other hand, it's more rugged then your grandma's old hand me down brassiere. Don't ask us how we know that either. All we're saying is that, if you were to put a bayonet on this thing, and try to stab someone in the eye with it, it'd be as effective- if not more so- then attaching a bayonet to your grandma's old hand be down brassiere, and then stabbing someone in the eye with it. We know that because we tried.
the Modern Assault Rifle (part of the Modern pack)
Actually, it's been proven scientifically that the Modern Assault Rifle is really no more modern then the Assault Rifle of yore; seeing as, indeed, assaultrifleology is a mature field. There's not much more you can really do, besides sleeken the appearance. Which the Modern Assault Rifle does, I guess. Smooth as a bare baby's bottom, if you've ever felt that. If not, imagine your own bottom, but smoother. Like, covered in silk, wearing a tuxedo, blowing up a russian base with a lady on one hand and, just to defy the odds, a single shotgun in the other.