Of course you can't buy it.

In the end, it's not Europe and the United States, it sounds very simple to get weapons in Africa, but there is no way to get second-hand AKs that are older than your grandfather, and although Glock is easy to buy in Europe and the United States, most of them are semi-automatic models like Glock 17 and Glock 19.

Although the Glock 18, which is truly comparable to a submachine gun, can be hit at some ranges, it is almost impossible to buy it privately as a controlled model only for military personnel, after all, the firepower is too fierce. And if there is a firepower requirement, there are many other options on the black market, and Glock 18 is not too cost-effective.

Although Zhuo Yifan has money in his hand, he has no way, it is okay to say in a country where there is already a war, but the Ukanda where they are now is quite safe, and the few rifles hanging on the wall are already the limit of what he can buy, such as AK107, AN94 and other relatively rare guns he can't get his hands on at all, and the pistol is even more so, don't you see that the other M1911 in his holster is still a simulated gun with BB bullets?

Not to mention, as long as you don't pull the trigger, the imitation gun is enough to bluff ordinary people, but it is not enough for veterans who have seen the real thing.

"Ukanda is mixed, as long as you want to buy some things, you can still find them with a little effort, I bought this gun for self-defense, my subordinates don't know, today I hit it off with squad leader He, I gave him this gun!"

Seeing that Lao He was embarrassed to reach out to Xia Shu, he took his hand without saying anything, and slapped the gun directly on his hand.

"Old squad leader, this is a little bit of my heart, if you look up to me, I will continue, if you look down on me, then I can only take it back?"

When it comes to this, Lao He can't shirk it at all, so he can only take it, but which man doesn't like guns.

"Then I'll take it, but don't be rude, this 81 thorn has been with me for a long time, and today I will give it to you, I hope you like it too!"

Lao He took out a handful of 81 thorns with a re-sheath from his waist and handed it to Xia Shu, the mottled hilt proved the passage of time, the bayonet was unsheathed, and the four blood grooves of the daunting were glowing with cold light.

"Yes, very much!"

Although it is not a famous or even mythical three-sided military stab, this bayonet still witnesses the years when the soldiers of the Republic guarded the country, how can Natsuki not like this return gift!

The scene of the two exchanging gifts saw Zhuo Yifan was drooling, he saw Lao He use the bayonet, but he didn't understand the meaning of it before he had been a soldier, he was interested in the Glock 18 in Lao He's hand, but this gun was given to Lao He by Xia Shu, and he was not able to rob employees as a small boss.

"Brother Shu, do you have a way? To tell you the truth, Lin Zhixiong's bastard spent me 200,000 US dollars to get such a few guns, and he said that the models I wanted couldn't be bought at all! ”

Pointing to the AR-15 hanging on his wall, AK-12 Zhuo Yifan was angry, he didn't feel sorry for the money, but Lin Zhixiong lied to him that he couldn't buy the guns he wanted, but in a blink of an eye, he saw that the Glock 18 was sent away.

However, Zhuo Yifan is indeed wrong to blame Lin Zhixiong, he is a management talent trained by Zhuo Tianxiong, and he is good at business negotiation and factory management, but where can he get this munition, it took the boss to get these handfuls, and he has to be complained about by him, which is really more wronged than Dou E.

And what Xia Shu said was light, but in fact, he also took the path of his cousin Qian Bida, otherwise he could only get the goods of these rotten streets, and no one Lin Zhixiong had made them new!

"Mr. Zhuo, don't be angry, guns are really not goods in the supermarket that can be arbitrarily selected, and you can't buy them if you have money."

"That is to say, I deliberately saved half a year's pocket money to come to Ukanda, and I thought about getting a private arsenal, but these guns hung on the wall! It's shabby to watch! ”

is worthy of being a military fan of the rich second generation, what he says is different, everyone has different hobbies, some rich second generation likes to collect luxury cars, and some like philatelic beauties, and Zhuo Yifan likes cold and deadly firearms from the bones, if his father asked him to go to the United States, maybe this arsenal has already been done.

"Brother Shu, are we brothers, you help me buy a batch of really good goods, no matter how expensive I am willing, I will definitely not treat Brother Shu to you badly!"

Zhuo Yifan looked at Xia Shu with expectant eyes, he finally caught such an opportunity, of course he had to seize it.

"I can help with this, but it hurts my feelings to talk about money!"

Seeing that Zhuo Yifan was so familiar with Xia Shu, it was not easy to refuse, but talking about money or something really hurt his feelings, so he directly refused with righteous words.

At most, he can earn two or three times the difference, and it is also excellent to have the opportunity to earn some pocket money as the poorest traverser, after all, he has a lot of places to spend money now, as for his conscience, won't Xia Shu say the problem.

"Brother Shu, you are really my brother!"

Zhuo Yifan held Xia Shu's hand tightly, he was very excited, he didn't expect that there would be such a big harvest in addition to seeing idols today.

is also a second generation, Xia Shu can understand Zhuo Yifan's mood at the moment, no matter how much money is spent, it is not a problem, I am afraid that I can't buy things with money.

Before eating at noon, Xiao Zhou and they finally rushed to repair a line and connected the computer in the factory director's office to the Internet, but because of Xia Shu's promise, Zhuo Yifan, who was full of expectations for new toys, temporarily lost interest in the game, and he still paid the bonus promised before.

Xia Shu didn't want this money, but his subordinates were all staring at it, so when he was in the office, Xia Shu casually found an excuse to help them fight for the money.

After lunch, the members of the engineering team continued the overall upgrade of the steel plant's communications, while Natsuki came to his car with a suitcase.

"Brother Shu, I'll leave this matter to you!"

"It's a small thing, but it's impossible to find all the weapons on your list, and I'll only be able to act when the time comes!"

"Brother Shu, just look at it, don't give me a dime for the 300,000 yuan, I have no other requirements, fully automatic, heavy firepower, and those relatively rare things, when the time comes, let's go to the grassland to release guns together!"

Zhuo Yifan became excited as he spoke, and it seemed that his majestic appearance on the grassland had appeared in his mind.

"Hmmm! I'll send it back tomorrow. ”

patted the co-pilot's box, Xia Shu started the car and drove outside the factory, this Zhuo Yifan was in a hurry, and took 300,000 US dollars directly from the safe and handed it to Xia Shu, for fear that if he missed this time, there would be no next time, Xia Shu did not shirk this, and directly called Ethan and made an appointment for the afternoon.

However, Zhuo Yifan gave him a list of relatively rare guns such as 9A91 and Steyr TMP, probably because he usually plays too many games and wants to play with real guns, and the second generation is quite good at playing.

But Natsuki feels that Ethan almost never has this kind of gun anywhere, after all, most of his goods are for mercenaries and warlords, and submachine guns and other things are the favorites of gangs and drug dealers, so let's replace the submachine gun for an AT-4, isn't it powerful? The cannon battle is fierce enough!

So Ethan sold him an AT-4 with 5,000 knives, how much did he increase his price to be considered a conscience? After more than an hour, when he arrived at the place, Natsuki also came up with the answer in his heart.

Well, selling 15,000 hairs will not hurt his conscience.