Wang Hai didn't seem to understand Beck's words, and asked, "Have you selected the products for the meeting?" ”

"I've chosen." Beck picked up a leather case he had with him, and as he opened it, he said, "This—the property that my father had been working on until he died, and which I have perfected these days, has named 'Baker.'" ”

As you can hear, the name "Baker" carries a memorial to his father.

The box opened, and inside lay a disassembled pistol, which was quickly assembled in Baker's hands.

"That's—Baker." Baker handed the pistol to Wang Hai.

Wang Hai took the gun, and at first glance, the "Baker" looked a bit like the "Desert Eagle", but the barrel was obviously one centimeter shorter, and the weight was extremely light.

The average pistol weighs between 650 grams and a kilogram, while the "Desert Eagle" weighs two kilograms, while the "Baker" is significantly less than a kilogram, which makes it look very much like a toy version of the "Desert Eagle".

Don't underestimate the weight of this kilogram, the weight of soldiers on the battlefield is not large, and each weight reduction can save a soldier's body, and the weight at critical moments will also affect the direction of the war.

The light weight of the "Baker" clearly occupies a clear advantage, only - it is not known how the performance is.

"It uses ordinary 5.8 mm bullets, with a capacity of 15 rounds and a range of 250 meters, and can maintain its excellent performance in severe cold, high temperatures and water." Baker preached.

The effective range was 250 meters, which was 50 meters more than the "Desert Eagle", which surprised everyone.

"Olivier." Wang Hai shouted back.

Olivier immediately discharged the bullet from the pistol he was carrying with him and handed it to Wang Hai.

Wang Hai filled the bullet in the magazine and said, "Let's go, let's go out and try it." ”

Performance is only - the most important thing, everyone wants to know that the "Baker" pistol - is not - really as superior as Baker.

Soon a target only 100 meters away was prepared on the shooting range, and after everyone stood at the shooting position, Wang Hai held a "Baker" pistol and prepared to shoot.

Wang Hai's eyesight had also improved since he stepped into the martial arts, especially the distance of 100 meters after reaching the third-order martial artist was like looking at a scene ten meters away.

After standing up, Wang Hai adjusted his breathing slightly, and shot fiercely.

"Woo, Woo, Woo!" Five gunshots rang out in a row, and all five bullets flew out in one go.

"Five shots hit the bull's-eye." The voice of the target announcer came over the intercom.

"One target at 200 meters and one at 250 meters." Wang Hai commanded.

At 200 meters and 250 meters, a target appeared respectively, and Wang Hai had to shoot continuously at different distances.

Baker, who was on the side, was secretly worried, not - afraid that there was something wrong with his pistol, but - worried that at such a long distance - two different targets, Wang Hai - could he shoot the target?

Olivier and the others looked calm and relaxed, and they were all full of confidence in Wang Hai. As long as there is no problem with the gun, then Wang Hai will definitely be able to shoot the target.

"Bah, Bah, Bah." With the first shot, the gunfire from behind continued, and without a single gap, the remaining ten rounds in the magazine flew out in a row.

After emptying the bullets in the gun, Wang Hai turned back to Baker with a smile on his face and said, "The gun is good. ”

The gun is certainly good.

Baker craned his neck and looked in the direction of the target, wondering how many bullets Wang Hai had fired.

"The 200-meter target and the 250-meter target each hit five bullets, and both hit the bull's-eye." The target reporter preached.

Oh my! Baker looked at Wang Hai in surprise. Is this too exaggerated?

"Is there anything else to do with this gun?" Wang Hai asked.

Baker replied: "There is only one type of firearm at the moment, and even if the other products go, it will be difficult to stand out from the crowd." However, Bonza also wants to bring a bomb with her. ”

Wang Hai only glanced at Xiao Zhila, and already knew enough about Xiao Zhila, so he didn't look at Xiao Zhila's bomb at the meeting-what, and nodded his head-: "Okay, let's go and sign up now." - Turning back to Olivier, he said, "Give Mr. William a call." ”

"Mr. William! Are you, Mr. William, the head of the Sam Mercenary Regiment? Baker asked, surprised.

Wang Hai nodded his head, not understanding what Baker was surprised about.

It's normal to call Mr. William to Wang Hailai, but to an ordinary person like Baker, it's like ascending to the sky. You must know that the Sam Mercenary Group is like a royal army in the mercenary world, and Mr. William, as the head of the group, not only leads the entire Sam Mercenary Group, but also - the chairman of the Mercenary Alliance, and his status is so high that ordinary people can hardly imagine. Don't—call Mr. William, and it's impossible—to look at Mr. William from afar.

Olivier had already taken out the phone, but Wang Hai suddenly said again: "Forget it, I think we should go there in person." ”

"Dear. Take it personally, you mean - I can meet Mr. William? Baker asked incredulously.

Wang Hai nodded-: "Signing up is only a trivial matter, although it can be done by just calling Mr. William, but - going over in person is also counted as respecting Mr. William." ”

"Of course, of course." Baker replied again and again, his heart excited. It's not that he has the same mind as Mr. William who worships movie stars, and - as the head of Sam's mercenary group, if he can get on the line with Mr. William, then even if he misses this procurement meeting, it can make Baker Arms Company's future production and sales achieve a qualitative increase.

After a simple tidying up, Wang Hai, Olivier, Sayali, Baker, Little Fence La, Andy and his party drove to Dream Valley.

Like the headquarters of the Skeleton Mercenaries, Neverdale is also far from the city of Paris, the territory of the Sam's Mercenary Regiment.

Ever since the last time Sam's Mercenary Group's underground base in Paris was vandalized, Mr. William has used the Valley of Dreams as a place for a series of activities, and the security level here is higher than that of the underground base.

When the car was still five kilometers away from Dream Valley, Wang Hai and the others were stopped by the secret sentry set up by the Sam Mercenary Group on the road, in order to ensure the smooth progress of this procurement meeting, the Sam Mercenary Regiment set up multiple defense lines, and began to check before entering Dream Valley.

The procurement fair will officially start tomorrow, so arms exhibitors from all over the world have already arrived here a few days ago and will set up their booths today.

When Wang Hai and the others were stopped, an exhibition group that had just arrived here from Germany had been inspected and left, and since this was the rule, Wang Hai and the others had no opinions.

"Tick! Tick Tick." As soon as Wang Hai lowered the window, there was an anxious horn sound behind him, as if he was very impatient because Wang Hai and the others were blocking in front of them.

"- the people of the Delbar Arms Company." Baker looked back and saw the car with the Delbar Arms Company logo on it.

"Hey, can you hurry up? We're still in a hurry! The driver at the front of the Delbar Arms Company poked his head out of the window and shouted, his face arrogant.

Olivier raised his eyebrows, looking a little unhappy.

"Ignore them." Wang Hai smiled softly. The other party drove a big truck, as long as he didn't leave, no matter how much the other party called it, it was useless.

The mercenaries of the Sam Mercenary Group also glanced at the car in Delba behind them with some annoyance, as the royal army of the mercenary world, they have always been arrogant, but at this time, they are quite polite.

"Excuse me, which company are you from?" A Sam mercenary with a tablet asked.

As soon as Wang Hai wanted to reply, he saw a stretch car squeeze up from behind, and a fat head shouted at the big truck in front of him through the window: "Why don't you leave, what are you doing standing here?" ”

Wang Hai was happy when he saw this car, isn't this - Chamberlain? Hmph, it's true that the road is narrow, and we will meet again so soon.

The driver of the big truck pointed at Wang Hai and the others helplessly-: "They are in the way, and we can't go." ”

When Burren heard this, he was also very angry, but he didn't dare to go too far in front of Sam Mercenary, so he got out of the car and stepped forward to preach to Sam's Mercenary Group: "Brother, I'm the president of Delba Arms Company. We were delayed because of a little thing, and we are rushing in to set up the exhibition, please let us go in first. ”

Delbar Arms Company?

What, is it awesome?

"Wait." Sam Mercenary didn't pee at Chamberlain at all, and asked Wang Hai again, "You-which company?" ”

As the president of the Delbar Arms Company, when did Bran suffer such anger, but he didn't dare to offend Sam's mercenaries, so he looked at the team blocking them viciously, and thought to himself: "Okay, I'd like to see who *** blocked Lao Tzu's way, and there will be you in the place of our Delbar Arms Company in the future."

Suddenly, Chamberlain saw Wang Hai's face, as well as Olivier sitting in the passenger seat, and couldn't help but gasp.

The skeleton mercenary group, the same - he can't afford to mess with.

Wang Hai didn't seem to notice Chamberen at all, and Olivier ignored this guy even more directly, which made Chamberen stand there as if a cold wind was blowing, and he couldn't come out of his loneliness.

"Baker Arms Company." Wang Hai preached to Sam's mercenary.

"Baker Arms Company." Sam Mercenary typed his name on the tablet and asked, "Are you sure - Baker Arms?" ”

"Pretty sure." Wang Hai responded.

"It doesn't have your names on it." Sam Mercenary looked at Wang Hai curiously. Wang Hai squeezed out a smile - "Of course there is no our name on it, we haven't signed up yet." "Haven't signed up yet?" Sam the mercenary looked at Wang Hai with a puzzled expression, because the smile on Wang Hai's face didn't look like he had come here to find trouble. And again, who in France would dare to come to trouble Sam's mercenary group?

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