A circular aiming lens appeared in front of Ma Wei's eyes, and the red dot in the center was aimed at a Mercedes-Benz luxury car 60 meters away, a silver Mercedes-Benz C230.

He squinted his eyes as he looked into the sight, and at the same time felt that he was carrying a long iron lump on his shoulder.

"Young master, after aiming, pull the trigger, and you can launch. At this time, a middle-aged man in a black suit on the side whispered to him with a respectful face.

The middle-aged man's words were in a language that Ma Wei had rarely heard. But for some reason, he could understand it. And the words that came out of Ma Wei's mouth were also similar to the language of a man.

"What did you say?" he asked, carrying the iron lump on his shoulder, subconsciously turning around and turning to the man.

However, it was okay that he didn't turn around, but this turn suddenly frightened the middle-aged man beside him, and he hurriedly hid to the side with a panicked face, "No! No! Young Master! Not in this direction!"

Looking at the middle-aged man's panicked expression, Ma Wei couldn't help but unload the iron guy he was carrying on his shoulders. However, at this time, he realized that what he had been carrying just now was actually a portable RPG bazooka that only appeared in movies and documentaries!

That is, an anti-tank gun similar to the one in the movie!

"I'm going... What's going on?"

If Ma Wei remembers correctly, he was riding his bike on the road a minute ago. But suddenly there was a loud bang behind him, and then a truck drove towards him like uncontrollly. Then when he opened his eyes again, he found that he had appeared in this strange scene for no reason......

"Could it be that I've crossed over?" Ma Wei, who often reads online novels, immediately thought of many reasons.

But at this moment, Ma Wei suddenly felt that his head was splitting! Many memories that did not belong to him were frantically surging into his mind! That feeling was like someone taking thousands of silver needles and constantly piercing his brain. The pain made his face look bitter, and he was in a cold sweat!

"Young master, are you alright?" The middle-aged man saw Ma Wei, behaving a little strangely, and he didn't know what was wrong with him.

Fortunately, the pain comes and goes quickly. It only took a dozen seconds before it vanished.

Through the strange memories that poured in just now, Ma Wei found that he had indeed crossed over. The time traveled is exactly 2000, and it seems to be a parallel world that resembles the earth.

And it also crossed over to a second-generation arms in Russia. The name of this second generation of munitions is "Mavi Ivanovich Mikoyan", Mavi is his own name, Ivanovich is his father's name, and Mikoyan is the family name.

Coincidentally, this Russian Mavit Ivanovich Mikoyan is, like Mavit, an orphan. My parents died in a traffic accident 6 or 7 years ago. He left him a 50,000-square-meter military factory.

The number of employees in this military factory is about 600, most of whom are old workers who worked hard with their parents after the privatization of Russian military factories in the 90s.

The main production was the licensed AK-47, as well as machine guns. There are also military vehicle parts.

"I'm fine, just a little tired. Ma Wei waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.

In order not to make the butler Ivan suspicious, I saw Ma Wei bending down to carry the portable RPG rocket launcher on the ground after waving his hand, ready to completely destroy the Mercedes-Benz C230 in the distance according to his original character.

In order to preserve this spectacular moment, the housekeeper also arranged a photographer to record the whole scene and keep it for the young master to enjoy later.

"Young master, after aiming, pull the trigger, and you can launch. Ivan, the butler, looked at Ma Wei with some trepidation, for fear that he would suddenly turn the muzzle of the cannon in his direction again.

However, this time, Ma Wei aimed very well, including the posture of carrying the rocket launcher, which was also very standard. It's almost time to pull the trigger and fire the rocket launcher.

Looking at the silver Mercedes in the aiming shot, Ma Wei was nervous and couldn't help but swallow his saliva. These standard postures are all made by him with great effort. But if he really wants to blow up the Mercedes-Benz C230 in front of him, there is no armor left. For such a crazy thing, Ma Wei was not mentally prepared enough.

After all, the 2000 Mercedes-Benz C230 was sold for 600,000 or 700,000 yuan in China! The 60,000 or 700,000 yuan 18 years ago was equivalent to 10 million yuan later! It was really too extravagant and too wasteful to be destroyed in one shot! Moreover, this stray bullet also cost money.

"Gollum. Mavi swallowed another mouthful of saliva. Reason told him that there was no need to do so. But the desire to blow up the Mercedes-Benz C230 in his heart has been affecting his thoughts. It was as if if if he hadn't pulled the trigger, this desire would have haunted him and harassed him.

Ma Wei knew that this desire should not belong to him. It's a desire left in the mind of the original owner. If you deliberately suppress it and don't satisfy it, then if you don't do it well, it will become a heart disease or a demon.

So Ma Wei gritted his teeth hard, then squinted his eyes, and once again confirmed the red dot on the aiming lens, aiming at the silver Mercedes 60 meters away.

After everything was confirmed, Ma Wei pulled the trigger with nervousness and excitement.

Just listen to the moment!

Ma Wei felt that his hands holding the bazooka, as well as his shoulders, trembled back obviously! Almost because of this amazing recoil, he didn't hold the RPG rocket launcher on his shoulders! (Although the RPG is a recoilless design, it is affected by afterforces such as gas friction)

As his body retreated, Ma Wei clearly saw the black grenade that was fired, with a thick smoke of gunpowder slicing a beautiful long arc in the air. Then it whistled and hit the silver Mercedes in the distance.

"Boom!"

I heard another loud bang! The Mercedes-Benz C230 60 meters away was immediately blown up into the air after being hit by a shell! And it was still in the air, bursting into fiery red flames! Blowing the surrounding doors and windows to pieces!

The sound of a violent explosion swept through the waves of air and scraped mercilessly across Ma Wei's cheeks. The high heat generated by the explosion in the air wave made Ma Wei feel the real scene in front of him again, not a dream or watching a movie.

Everything happened so fast, almost in the blink of an eye, in an instant.

Ma Wei's body trembled a little and carried the rocket launcher, not moving. He watched as the tattered Mercedes that fell from mid-air had become a pile of scrap metal. Such a real and exciting experience that it simply excites every cell in his body!

"Young master, you are really wonderful! a perfect shot!" said the butler Ivan, patting the sycophants beside him.

Ma Wei casually put the rocket launcher on the ground, then wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and did not say a word.

The wreckage of the Mercedes-Benz C230 will be cleaned by the housekeeper by a servant. All Ma Wei had to do was to return to the villa under the escort of servants and bodyguards, and continue to be his young master.