Looking at the large automatic pistol with the length of her own small arm, Kate has a new understanding of the concept of self-defense weapons, 19mm bullets, twelve rounds of magazines, fully automatic fire, even if a lot of composite materials are used, this gun is more than 3 kg, what is this concept, you must know that an M4A1 carbine is only 2.86 kg, and the pistol in Fisher's mouth is heavier than a rifle.

"You don't understand, this is the romance of men!" Fisher was already full of fanaticism, and he had never been so excited when he had spent a lot of money on a MA37 model water bomb gun in his previous life.

"Give me a twenty-meter target!" Fisher, who had finished loading, loaded his gun and raised his gun, and in the sound of the rails, a human-shaped chest target was hooked by a hook to a position twenty meters away from Fisher.

"Friendly reminder, this thing is going to be a bit loud!" Grinning with white teeth, Fisher smiled and pulled the trigger.

"Boom!" A deafening sound of gunfire and a bright muzzle flame appeared at the same time, and almost at the same time, the humanoid chest target was blown to pieces.

However, to Fisher's surprise, the recoil of this gun, although large, is still manageable, like a 12-gauge shotgun.

"The adjustable floating stock, with a special treatment for the inner diameter of the muzzle, and a flame suppressor, which can release almost all the flames and gases like on both sides, the only problem now is that the firing sound is loud and the fire is obvious! Also, because of the use of composite materials, it's best not to use this thing for melee combat! Shanmuir explained carefully.

"Of course, we also made a 50-round drum heavy rifle, which was made of all-steel, and the rifle weighed over 17 pounds, and no one could use that unless it was a soldier equipped with exoskeleton armor! So is it necessary to change the material? Or reduce the caliber, because small-caliber rocket-propelled ammunition is still a bit difficult for us, and it can only be produced on a small scale at present! ”

"No, don't cut back, you guys keep researching, there will be more grants, and I'll get two of this thing first! By the way, Sammuir, find me another skilled carver! ”

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Abdullah Hussein carefully put down the carving knife in his hand, just a big-breasted beauty who came to their village to travel ordered a silver bracelet from him, this is a 300 dollar thing, in the past he couldn't think of it, when he was a child, he and his parents studied the craft for more than ten years and finally picked up AK74, if it were not for the policy support of the giant god, Abdullah never dreamed that he would really rely on ancestral craftsmanship to eat this day.

"Aruba! Pack this up! After confirming that the silver bracelet had been made, Abdullah immediately called out to his eldest son, who was working as an accountant at the front desk.

"Yes, Father!" The young man in the little white hat immediately ran over with a box.

"Packed, Father!" After skillfully packing the ornaments with wrapping paper and ribbons, Aruba walked out of the room with the box.

"Bang dang!" Abdullah, who had just stretched his waist, was shocked when he heard a crunching sound.

"You guy, better don't tell me you broke the box, because then I'm going to kick you in the ass!" Tired, Abdullah viciously lifted the curtain and walked out.

"What are you looking at?" Seeing the beautiful silver bracelet fall to the ground, Abdullah was about to slap his son, but found that he was looking at the sky with his mouth grown.

"Dad, what's that?" Aruba pointed to a rapidly approaching black spot in the sky.

Abdullah squinted and saw that it looked like an armed transport plane of a giant god, which he had been disgraced by in his early days as a guerrilla.

"It's just a plane, what's there to see, get the box ready, the guests are still waiting!"

"But Dad, that plane seems to be coming towards us!"

"What?" Abdullah raised his head and stared at it carefully for a few seconds, confirming the fact that the transport plane seemed to be flying towards him.

This can't be the one who came to arrest me, right? Doesn't the policy say that as long as you lay down your arms and serve the labor camp, you will not be guilty of the past? Countless thoughts flashed through him, but Abdullah had no intention of running away, the giant god had already registered all the people, and if he ran out, he would be captured by the town's National Guard in a short distance.

When Abdullah, who was apprehensive, saw the transport plane spewing blue fire and landing in front of his door, his heart instantly rose to his throat.

When four soldiers in training uniforms, tactical vests, and rifles on their chests, stepped out of the Xi'an VTOL transport plane, Abdullah almost fainted, because this is how the security police of the giant god are dressed.

"Who is Abdullah Hussein?" A female officer with a ponytail at the head asked the crowd loudly.

"I, I am!" After taking a deep breath and touching his son's head, Abdullah stepped forward and said respectfully.

"You're the best silversmith here?" The female officer asked again.

"Yes, I ...... It's a silversmith, and he doesn't dare to call himself the best! "Abdullah, who wanted to say that I was a prisoner of war, was stunned for a second when he heard the words of the female officer, as if they were not here to arrest him.

"Okay, come with us, there's a list for you to make!"

"Ahh Abdullah was dumbfounded.

"What are you doing in a daze, get on the plane, we're very short on time!"

"Oooh!" Abdullah, who reacted, hurriedly put on his little white hat and followed the soldiers to the plane.

The news that Abdullah was taken away by the soldiers soon spread throughout the nearby villages, and his wife who took his youngest son to visit his mother-in-law's house naturally also knew the news, and the woman who did not know why her husband was taken away hurriedly ran home, first hugged her eldest son and cried for a long time, and then began to prepare for Abdullah's funeral, what incense, candles, grease and other things were bought a lot, the three of them sat in the room and waited, until the evening, When Abdullah Mazizi, who was carrying a thousand yuan in his arms and carrying a cake and a leg of mutton, walked into the house, his wife fainted directly.

"This ruined!" Abdullah, who heard the reason for the incident from his two sons, was angry and laughing, but his wife was dizzy, so he could only go and invite the doctor into the house again.

And Abdullah had to explain that he was taken to help a big boss to sculpt ornaments, his craftsmanship was great, the other party was very satisfied, not only gave himself twice the salary but also gave himself a stack of food stamps, he took the food stamps to exchange for some imported pastries first, and then took a leg of lamb, his wife broke into tears and laughed.

"Laugh fart, go boil the leg of lamb, bring me another cup of tea, I've walked a long way from town to get here, I'm tired!"

In fact, Abdullah is not alone, in the past few years, because the living environment is getting worse and worse, a large number of militants choose to come out of the mountains and surrender to the Iraqi security forces and the giant god security forces, and after these guys have been screened, the heinous ones rolled to Africa to play in the sand, and the other unlucky people were dragged to the labor camp to build their beautiful homeland, of course, Fisher will not let these guys only know how to work, there are various training courses in the labor camp to teach them various skills, welding, cooking, beauty salons, There are also excavators, Fisher also specially inscribed a plaque for the training course, called the New Western Training Course, as long as they learn well, they can shorten the time of hard labor, and if they behave well, they can also be released early, so to speak, his trick disintegrated most of the militants who needed a headache for the giants, as for the remaining diehards, it was handed over to the ghost detachment, these veterans of a hundred battles either performed decapitation, or instructed the bomber to send a laser-guided bomb into their hometown.

In short, the quality of life in Iraq is probably not as good as it was during the Shamu, but it has returned to its previous level, and even in terms of medical care, transportation and communications, after all, the Iraqi people did not have smartphones and tablets during the SDM era.

The change of the giant god to Iraq is extremely huge, and it can even be said that if the giant god withdraws from Iraq, then Iraq will return to the state before 03 years, the central government does not issue a decree, there are many local factions, and the warlords are constantly troubled, so even if there are a few local officials in Iraq who feel that the giant god is too big to fall, they dare not make the slightest move, let alone what they want to do to the giant god, once they have this idea, those civilians who receive the salary of the giant god will tear them alive.

Therefore, even if some people of insight know that the giant god is a cup of poison to quench their thirst, they still have to drink it, but after drinking it, Iraq will slowly turn into the shape of the giant god.

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Looking at the hole less than twenty meters away from him, Fisher took a deep breath and struck a light swing, and the golf ball rolled over with a twist and turn, coming to an abrupt end less than a palm away from the hole.

"Looks like we still have to practice!" Fisher's father smiled and handed the pole to the bodyguard on the side, walked to the battery car not far away, took out two bottles of cold mineral water from it, threw one bottle to Fisher, and then picked up the other bottle and drank most of it in one go.

"After all, I'm not like you to fight every day!" Fisher took a sip of mineral water, then stepped on the turf under his feet and let out a long breath.

After inspecting the Titans base in Iraq, Fisher returned to his old home, Boston, the capital of Massachusetts.

Boston is not only the largest city in the northeastern United States, but also a historic cultural city, where there are Harvard and MIT, and it is also the root of the outbreak of the Revolutionary War. If it's just the Titans fighting, it's very noticeable, and if there are a few more good brothers, then this battle will turn into an ordinary business conflict.

"I understand your thoughts, but this Macallan Group is not as easy to deal with as you think!" Although he is no longer very involved in family affairs, Fisher's father still needs to learn from the complex and entangled relationships between these consortia.

"James Macallan, their history dates back to the Hundred Years' War, when their family was a very important supplier of weapons to the French army, originally with this credit, they could mix up a very good earldom, but his ancestors felt that the war was stalemate, so they chose to bet on both ends!"

"And then France won, and they were liquidated!" Fisher took over the conversation, something he still vaguely remembered when he watched the movie.

"Yes, liquidated, the Macallan family was forced into exile in England, and it was not until after the death of Charles VII that they returned to France, keeping a low profile, and during the French Revolution, they rose again, relying on the rise of Napoleon to become France's arms supplier again! Then there is World War I and World War II, speaking of which The Macallan Group is still working hard in World War II, but after the war is over, there is nothing at all, can you believe it! Speaking of which, Fisher's father was amazed.

"Anyway, it's all spicy and crispy pots, they're all forced!"

"That's right, they were forced!" Daddy Fisher crumpled the finished water bottle and stuffed it into the trunk of the car.

"I say this mainly to tell you that forces like The Macallan Group, they are intertwined with those families in Europe, you have me, I have you, they influence each other, if you want to bring them down, you must be famous!"

"How about being famous, for example, James Macallan being the backroom financier of terrorists?" Fisher touched his stubble and said thoughtfully.

"Ahem, you can't talk nonsense, you know, child, I know your ideals and I can't understand your mother, but we will support you unconditionally, so, I will communicate your ideas with people from other families, and I think they will also support you, after all, we are a Boston consortium!"

"I understand, Father!" Fisher nodded, and when he wanted to sensationalize a few more words, another battery car drove over, Kate, who was dressed in sports, was wearing a sports vest on her upper body and a pair of sports shorts on her bottom, and next to her was Fisher's mother, who was also dressed, sitting in the back of the car and greeting loudly.

"They're all on their way! Do you still want to play? ”

"Got it! John, tell everyone to assemble, we're going back to the hotel! Fisher nodded, beckoning John who was following him to gather the bodyguards, the other families of the consortium were already on their way, and now they had to rush over, at least not late!