The price of going crazy is waking up late the next day, and the babes are already gone. He recalled that last night it was three or four o'clock, because he was happy with the success of his career, and he couldn't help but drink a little too much, and nodded a little, and nothing happened after he came back, and he slept until dawn.

So after getting up, the person was still full of energy, he went to take a shower, ordered a meal to be delivered to the room, and went out after eating. The weather in the casino is already much cooler, making it ideal for outdoor activities. The hotel VIP shuttle bus was arranged to send him to the suburban club on time.

The Fast Gunner Club is still as lively as ever, its scale is comparable to that of a supermarket, and the dense array of weapons is very impactful, which also makes many tourists can't help but take pictures. Because Nevada's laws are lax, California can't compare to California in terms of the richness of gun variety.

There are enough automatic weapons, large-caliber guns, military machine guns, and even a mortar, but the barrel is welded with iron bars, and there are no shells to provide, otherwise Meng Qian would have the heart to experience it. Take a walk around the weapons supermarket and head to the counter.

Meng Qian intended to see the big . The breasted girl is still not there, and her name seems to be ...... Rachel? But the girl hasn't found it yet, so she ran into an acquaintance in the store. I saw it on the last yacht's birthday, a big man in a military uniform, and a few people gathered at the counter to discuss guns.

"Victor." Meng Qian shouted.

Victor and his friends turned around, and the others looked puzzled, but it was Victor who smiled enthusiastically: "Hey, David! ”

Victor. Stone, Tiger's brother a few years younger, they talked on a yacht and the other ran a multinational security business, a PMC (private military company), etc. He has a heroic personality and is particularly fond of vodka - that's right. Victor is of partial Russian descent.

"Come here and try shooting." Meng Qian stepped forward, and several people beside Victor were all five big and three thick. Wearing a tactical vest with a waist. Guns are pinned to each other.

"Some of my friends." Victor briefly introduced, and his attention was on the gun: "What do you think of the German-made MG-42?" ”

"Beautiful!" Meng Qian praised, "This is an antique collection, right?" ”

"I took a lot of trouble to buy it from a Tibetan friend." Victor was apparently satisfied, and one of his friends skillfully disassembled the gun into parts and showed them one by one.

"The maintenance is pretty good." Victor said with satisfaction, and then said to Meng Qian on the side: "It is very rare to have such a good World War II weapon now. ”

"You're a collector of weapons?" Meng Qian asked.

"See something rare and playful. I couldn't help but buy it. Victor pointed to the closed door on the other side: "It's a small exhibition area over there, it's not open today?" ”

A gun shop worker explained: "It's being maintained, sir. ”

Victor said to Meng Qian again: "There are many collections in it, and you can go and see it if you have the opportunity." ”

"I will." Meng Qian said.

After a few more minutes of chatting about this topic, Victor had something else to do, and he wanted to go to the shooting range in the back with these five big and three thick guys.

"Have fun." Victor raised his fist.

Meng Qian touched him in the way of the Americans: "You too." ”

Then he continued his purpose here: to find guns to play.

"Hey."

Meng Qian looked in the direction where the voice came from, Rachel, who couldn't be found just now, was waving to him, and walked over with a smile: "Hey, see you again." Rachel. ”

"You're still here for business this time?" She has a good memory.

Meng Qian shook his head: "I just came here to play, and I met a few friends just now." ”

"Those big guys are your friends?" Rachel curious, "Victor. Stone, Jun. Fire Tycoon; Michael. Sheet. My boss's boss ......"

Meng Qian nodded: "Sort of, it's a bit of a business relationship." ”

Rachel quipped, "You often see big people here!" ”

"If you want a photo and an autograph, I'd love to." Meng Qian also cooperated with her seriously.

"You're so funny. Buddy. Rachel laughed widely. The mouth rose and fell, and Meng Qian was a little dizzy by this scene. It's really a majestic scale.

Rachel also seemed to sense his gaze, and reminded loudly, "Is it really okay to stare at me like this?" ”

"I'm sorry. I-" Meng Qian is embarrassed, the foreign girl's personality is too direct.

"I'm kidding." Rachel smiled and poked him with a pen, then asked, "And now...... Mr. Big Shot, what course would you like to experience today? ”

Meng Qian adjusted: "Another Big Mac package, I want to play all day, and then go back with the smell of gunpowder and spend a good weekend." ”

"Great idea!" Rachel stooped over the edge of the counter again to write, the two clumps suffocating...... Meng Qian thought to herself that she was so outgoing, and she wouldn't mind admiring it, right?

He didn't think he was a gentleman, so he just watched. It's just that I called my sister last night but didn't get on the horse, and the energy that I had accumulated for half a month was affecting him.

"It's done." Rachel looked up and tore the list off, "Today is the training day of Black Flag, it's the big guys you just saw, you can go and open your eyes." ”

"Thank you." Meng Qian went to swipe the card, and then followed the coach to the shooting range in the back.

Out of curiosity, he followed Rachel's prompts to open his eyes. He still remembered that the high-level security guards hired by Wells Fargo and Montson Pharmaceutical were employees of this black flag company. And its parent company, which also has a military contracting business, has a very large background.

Meng Qian was fortunate to see the training content, such as shooting without missing bullets, team CQB, personnel hijacking protection, etc., like a militarized team, it is hard to believe that they are a civilian security company. In this regard, the perception of the United States is very different from that of the rest of the country.

Of course, their professionalism also provides a higher guarantee for the technical security of the enterprise - even related to the daily life of Meng Qian, the private security of his wealthy community, including the house alarm system, surveillance network, security patrols, etc., are all responsible for this company.

After watching for about 20 minutes, Meng Qian, who had itchy hands, returned to the shooting range and played like them.

But I haven't been professionally trained, and what I can use is what I learned from my usual games, which feels awkward, and it's not as smooth and natural as they showed just now.

I tried to quickly draw the gun and aim and shoot a few times, but either I couldn't keep up with the action, or I didn't have time to aim, and the bullets frequently missed the target, which made me confused.

"Haha." Rachel's laughter could be heard beside her.

"Please." Meng Qian looked at her helplessly, "I'm a newbie, won't it be normal?" ”

"Yes." She understood, came up to him, and stretched out her hand: "Teach you." ”

"Okay." Meng Qian happily handed the gun to her, "Just now I saw their rapid shooting of the gun, fast and accurate, teach me." ”

"Look at it." Rachel stood with her legs shoulder-width apart and immediately entered. Into the state: "Lean forward slightly, touch the gun with your right hand, put your left hand in front of your abdomen, pull out the gun with your right hand and straighten your arm, and connect your left hand at the same time, forming a standard Wivol posture, aiming and firing!" ”

Bang bang bang!

Three shots rang out in a coherent and rapid manner, and the humanoid target twenty meters away fell to the ground, and Meng Qian saw it clearly, the bullets were all hit at the bull's-eye, extremely accurate.

"Practical rapid-fire." Rachel puts the gun down with the muzzle facing outwards after giving the gun a safer.

"Awesome!" Meng Qian admired it very much, "Can you come slowly?" ”

"No problem, repeat it for you a few more times." Rachel picks up her hand. Gun, plugged. at her waist. In the holster, the movement signaled: "Spread your legs apart to stabilize your center of gravity, and lean forward to resist the recoil of sudden fire......"

Meng Qian looked at her as she leaned forward. Shares will pout. That's good...... He got rid of these crooked thoughts, and didn't get distracted when it was time to study.

"Will it be?" Rachel turned back.

"Let me try." Meng Qian turned out the gun and tried it according to the method she said, feeling that the speed from drawing the gun to shooting was indeed much faster.

"If you learn it a few times, you'll have an instinctive reaction." Rachel said.

"There's a question." Meng Qian said, "How did you manage continuous and intensive fire?" No matter how fast I pull the trigger, I can't have the speed of yours. ”

"Trigger control is something that only veterans can master." Rachel motioned to him, "Every time I pull the trigger, I don't release it to the limit, but at the critical point of trigger reset." ”

"I can't feel it." Meng Qian shook his head.

Rachel said: "It varies from person to person, but the technique is mainly based on the stacking of bullets, and after you have fired thousands of rounds, you may be able to catch them. Live a little feeling. ”

Meng Qian saw it for a long time, and at the same time discovered: "You are so familiar with firearms, you have been able to do it since you were a child?" ”

Rachel laughs: "My family runs a small farm, and wild boars often come down the mountain, so many people have been using guns since they were young, including me. ”

"That's cool." Meng Qian said that he wanted to live this life since he was a child.

"Actually, it's boring, there's no entertainment in the town, so you can only play like this." Rachel doesn't like it, "I prefer the excitement of the big city. ”

"People have all kinds of yearning for life that they haven't experienced." Meng Qian said this somewhat complicated sentence in English - he has been studying hard lately.

"Makes sense, too." Rachel smiled, "But I still like big cities and being rich like you." ”

"In fact, rich people will also have times when they are very annoyed and under a lot of pressure." Meng Qian said.

"But the poor will have more trouble and more stress." Rachel said to him with a smug response: "Right, Mr. Rich? ”

Meng Qian was undeniable: "Maybe." ”

Rachel said, "So I'd rather live a troublesome and stressful life like yours." ”

There is a yearning from the bottom of my heart in this sentence, and it is not difficult to guess the mind of a twenty-one-year-old girl, so Meng Qian quietly answered: "Do you want to experience it?" ”

"Seriously?" She was a little surprised.

"I'm pretty bored when I'm alone anyway." Meng Qian shrugged, "How does it feel to invite friends to dinner, visit the best nightclubs, and stay in the most exclusive suites?" ”

"Really?" She pressed back in surprise to confirm.

What an easy girl...... Meng Qian nodded: "Yes." If you have more time, you can also take my private jet to San Francisco. ”

"You still have a plane?!" She opened her mouth wide, and her lack of involvement in the world was fully reflected.

"So you like it?" Meng Qian asked.

"As an invitation as a friend......," she emphasized, "I agreed." ”

"Cool!" Meng Qian raised his fist and bumped into her. (To be continued.) )