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The time-honored military products on this stall are very complete, in addition to those military uniforms and medals, there are also water bottles, lunch boxes, and binoculars.

On the other side, there are neatly lined up with all sorts of bayonets, daggers, and even all sorts of old guns.

The models are very complete, from the M1 Garand rifle in the United States, to the K98 in Germany, and then to the Japanese Sanba Dagai, there are many special pistols for officers, from the M1911 in the United States to the Luger pistol in Germany, and then to the Wang Eight box for Japanese officers.

And these guns are also very well maintained, Jin Muchen tried to pick up a few pistols, reached out and pulled the bolt, the spring inside still maintained its strength, and the crisp metal impact sound could still be heard when rebounding.

Except that there were no bullets, these guns were all perfect weapons of killing, except that now they were not sold as weapons, but as antiques.

In addition to these World War II firearms, Jin Muchen can even see a lot of old guys, such as flintlock muskets, and some clumsy breech guns, these guns are also very well maintained, and you can even smell the smell of gun oil from the gun body when you get closer.

Seeing so many old guys, Jin Muchen was also interested, squatting on the ground and playing one by one, and even raised a few breech guns and looked inside a few times along the barrel.

The stall owner, who had been lying on the recliner all the time, also sat up when he saw Jin Muchen playing with guns with such relish. Take the last sip and drain the beer in your hand. Stood up.

He stood up. Jin Muchen and Candace saw that something was wrong, it turned out that the trouser tube of his right leg was actually empty, and he was able to walk on his body, relying on a crutch in his hand.

The bearded man also saw that something was wrong with the eyes of the two of them, and then laughed and took off his glasses, and at this time Jin Muchen and Candace knew why this guy was still wearing glasses even though it was dark. It turned out that he was blind in one eye, and there was a large scar in the socket that looked hideous and terrifying.

"Don't be surprised, guys, it's not a big deal, these are just mementos that I brought back from Afghanistan."

This stall owner was open-minded enough at that time, and when he saw Jin Muchen and Candace looking at him, the eyes that felt sad for him hurriedly explained with a smile.

It turned out that he was still a retired soldier, Jin Muchen sighed secretly in his heart, no wonder this guy sells things. It's all military supplies, and it seems that this has something to do with his original profession.

"We're sorry sir."

Jin Muchen looked at the stall owner's empty trousers in a very sincere tone and said. And the man laughed.

"I'm sorry, I don't have to, it's nothing, I'm used to it, okay, do you have anything you like, if you like it, you have to speed it up, I'm going to close the stall." By the way, the one in your hand is a good thing, the German Luger pistol, a special gun for officers from all over the world during World War II. My grandfather's brother, the booty captured in Bastogne. ”

The stall owner seemed to want to make a deal before the market closed today, so at this time, he swept away his previous indifference and began to become enthusiastic.

Jin Muchen looked at Luge in his hand and then wowed: "It turned out to be your grandfather's brother's trophy, or in Bastogne, it seems that your family has a lot of military experience!" ”

Jin Muchen said casually, and when he did, he seemed to scratch the itch of this stall owner, and this stall owner was also interested.

"Haha, yes, our family is a military family, it's not an exaggeration to say, our family has participated in all the wars since the founding of the United States, by the way, I haven't introduced myself yet, hello everyone, I'm Larry. Kimberg. ”

Jin Muchen and Candace also introduced themselves with a smile, and then this Larry began to show up in Kan Dashan mode, boasting about his family's history.

Jin Muchen listened very carefully, and while listening, he was also paying careful attention to Larry's expression, he was also very serious, and he said it with a nose and eyes, but it didn't look like he was lying.

According to this Larry, their family is really a military family, starting from the earliest American Revolutionary War, to the later Civil War, and then to World War I, World War II, and even the Vietnam War, their family has almost all generations of people enlisted in the army.

His grandfather and two brothers both participated in World War II that year, but one was in the European theater, and the other, that is, his grandfather, fought in the Pacific theater, from Guadalcanel to the Japanese mainland.

His father later fought in the Vietnam War, and in his generation, he went to the Afghan War.

"Wow! Your family's experience is remarkable, but then again, Larry, since your grandfather was stationed in Tokyo later, did he bring anything good with him from Japan? ”

Jin Muchen casually complimented Larry, and then asked him with a smile, in fact, he asked casually, although these things in Larry's booth were not bad, but there was nothing he could look up to.

But people have been nagging him for a long time, and it seems a little uninteresting for him to leave without buying anything, so he just wants to find an excuse and get out.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he said this, Larry was stunned for a moment, and the expression on his face became a little strange, and then continued: "Don't you like these things?" ”

"Well, actually, I prefer Japanese swords, and it would be nice if you could have a Japanese officer's command sword."

Jin Muchen said casually, hearing this, this Larry slapped his thigh, and then turned his head and left: "You wait a while." ”

Soon came to the cargo box behind his stall, began to churn inside, and after a while, he came to the stall with a canvas package, and then put it at Jin Muchen's feet.

When this package was placed on the ground, there was a sound of gold and iron intertwining inside, obviously there were a lot of iron products wrapped inside, and when I opened it, in fact, this package was a canvas roll, and in this cloth roll was wrapped a dozen knives of all kinds, large and small, long and short.

A few of them are Japanese swords, and a few of them are still unrecognizable.

"Actually, I really have a lot of Japanese knives, but some are at home, I didn't bring them this time, and today I think these knives are heavier, so I didn't put them out, but since you're interested in this thing, then take them out and show them to you, if there is something you can see, just open your mouth."

Larry stood there, looked at Jin Muchen and said with a smile, this guy is a solid eye.

Jin Muchen saw that everyone had taken it out, and if he didn't buy some back, it would be a little too inauthentic, so he bent down and looked at these knives, but when he saw this, he couldn't help but feel his heart beat wildly.

Among the dozen knives, two of them were in very good condition, one of them flashed with a very strong white light, and the other was flashing with a noble yellow light.

Damn, so you can meet a baby?

Jin Muchen tried his best to calm his feelings, not letting his excited expression be exposed, just pretending to be very calm, squatting down to look at the dozen knives on the canvas.

Among these knives, there are about five or six Japanese knives, and it seems that three of them should be the command knives used by Japanese officers during World War II, and they are still very well preserved.

In addition, there is a short knife that should be used by the Japanese to cut the abdomen, that is, the short knife, which looks quite sharp, although it has been some years, but he can still smell the faint smell of blood on this knife.

Thinking that this knife was specially used by the Japanese to commit suicide by cutting their abdomen, Jin Muchen couldn't help but feel nauseous.

"Haha, man, you can pick whatever you want, rest assured that these are real Japanese swords, a few of them are the trophies of my grandfather in the battle for the island, and a few are the ones that the Japanese used to exchange food after he landed in Tokyo......"

When Larry saw that Jin Muchen was watching it so seriously, he felt that there was a drama in this business, so in order to enhance the credibility of his knives, he said next to him.

Jin Muchen didn't doubt what he said, these knives really looked like they should be the products of decades ago.

However, there was one of them, which looked a little unsociable, this knife had no scabbard, and even the grip on the handle of the knife was gone, and it could only be described as shabby.

However, it was this simple-looking knife that exuded an indescribable white light, judging and analyzing from this light alone, Jin Muchen deduced that this should not be an ordinary product.

However, he did not rush to pick up the knife, but first pretended to be nothing, turned over the other knives, picked up all the scabbards and tried them, and pulled them out of the scabbard to see.

It's a pity that these Japanese swords are all products produced in large quantities in the twenties and thirties of the last century, in order to equip the army, although they are also things from the previous year, but the collection value is not large.

Finally came to the front of the katana, Jin Muchen looked at the samurai and sighed first, and then slowly picked up the katana.

The blade of this knife is about 100 centimeters, a typical Japanese knife style, with a blade length of more than 70 centimeters and a handle length of more than 20 centimeters.

However, because it cannot be maintained, the handguard of the knife handle, which is what the Japanese call bamboo nails, is gone, but the copper-plated guard is still there, but because of improper maintenance, it is full of dust and grease, and the blade should be unpolished for a long time, and it is also abrupt, I don't know how the family usually maintains this knife.

It's not very heavy to get started, and it's even a little light, and it always feels like a shortcoming when you wield it, and you take a closer look at the shape of this knife body, giving people a feeling that it's more gorgeous and elegant, and the cold murderous aura of a weapon is completely gone, as if it doesn't look like that kind of actual combat knife. (To be continued......)