Chapter 82: The Treacherous Village Chief

"When a war broke out, some countries or organizations resold guns and ammunition between countries to make huge profits and make a lot of war profits! This kind of person is really hateful to the extreme, expanding the war step by step! Now that the disaster has broken out, naturally some people want to make a fortune from it! ”

"Oh? Where did those people come from? ”

Hearing this news, Guan Shenglin's eyes lit up, he very much hoped that these people had secretly escaped from the reserve, so that it might be possible to find them and return to the reserve with them. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's a pity!" It's just that the village chief unceremoniously poured a basin of cold water on him: "This group of people has always been mysterious, and maybe even the Chinese government doesn't know that there is such an organization." Previously, the group had been on the underground black market, also trading in arms. Now, the disaster has struck, and this group of people seems to have seen a business opportunity, and they are no longer satisfied with the underground black market, and they have come out to operate. But even so, they still carry a veil of mystery. ”

After a pause, the village chief continued: "The guys who used to resell arms in the war are hateful, but now the people who trade with them are very grateful to them, because the appearance of these arms has given us the strength to resist, so that we can live safely in the troubled times!" It's just that the price ......."

Speaking of this, the village chief showed an extremely painful expression: "Buying this batch of arms has almost spent most of my property!" And this group of black-hearted guys also took a lot of supplies and food with us! "Although the village chief slammed the door, when it came to the safety of the villagers, he was rarely generous, who made this his duty? The person who originally slammed the door to only live in an ordinary house was able to throw out so much money at one time, you can imagine how distressed he was.

"Of course, if they hadn't passed through this village, I wouldn't have known that there was such an organization, which is a coincidence."

"And where did they go?"

"I don't know. After the deal with us, they split up and drove all the way south and all the way north, not so much back to base as to find the next buyer. ”

"Hey...... It's a pity......" A hoarse voice came out of Guan Shenglin's mouth, and it could be seen that he was very disappointed.

The village chief's eyes revealed a shrewd gaze, staring at Guan Shenglin for a long time before he slowly spoke: "Don't you want to know, what kind of weapons this group of people sold us?" He could see that Guan Shenglin had a special status in this team, and it was very likely that he would be the captain of this team.

Guan Shenglin frowned after hearing this, he always felt that this village chief had some purpose.

Without waiting for Guan Shenglin to answer, the village chief replied to himself: "Two heavy machine guns, I arranged them at the guard at the entrance of the village." ”

Buckle it, Guan Shenglin seemed to think of the two machine guns he saw in the village last night, but he didn't expect that these were the only two machine guns in the village.

"A number of rifles, submachine guns, and pistols. I distributed rifles and submachine guns to the men in the village, and there were a large number of pistols, and I was equipped with one in almost every household. ”

Speaking of these types of firearms, Guan Shenglin thought of the pistols he saw at the fat aunt's house, as well as the fat man in Mr. Zhang's statement.

"The last category is a sniper rifle with night vision goggles."

This kind of rifle, Guan Shenglin's impression can be said to be extremely profound! Yesterday, it was because of the existence of this sniper rifle that they almost wiped out their squad! At the entrance of the village, he naturally saw patrolmen with such rifles.

"It's a bit of a headache when it comes to sniper rifles! You must know that we were originally just ordinary villagers, we have not touched these firearms, let alone received little training, and few people in the village can use this sniper rifle proficiently. It took a long time to pick out those five people, but their hit rate is really hard to compliment! It's good to hit five out of ten shots. Lao Zhang's grandson is also one of them, his hit rate is a little higher than others, but it is only about 60 percent of the hit rate, so the embarrassing hit rate has become a sharpshooter in the village, how unbearable the others are! ”

At this point, Mr. Zhang, who was sitting on the side, nodded, expressing his agreement with the village chief's point of view.

And these words made Guan Shenglin's team even more aggrieved: If that bastard kid's hit rate was a little higher, would the first shot have already solved Wang Qibin?

"That's why many men in the village refuse to use sniper rifles, even if they fire continuously! As a result, the village also left a few of these firearms unused and kept them in my house. ”

The words have been said to this point, Guan Shenglin naturally guessed the intention of the village chief, and couldn't help but sigh, Jiang is still old and spicy! Still, he pretended not to know and asked, "You mean, you want to give us one?" ”

"Poof......

The village chief instantly looked a little messy: "No, no, no...... When did I say that? Lao Zhang, I didn't say it, did I? ”

Zhang Lao naturally guessed the intention of the village chief, and sighed that while the village chief was slamming the door, he clasped his arms with both hands, squinted his eyes, and refused to pay attention to the village chief's words.

Seeing that Zhang Lao refused to pay attention to him, the village chief looked a little embarrassed, and finally could only express his intentions: "I want to...... I'm going to get you a submachine gun...... Just a handful! ”

Really...... His words, not only Zhang Lao, but even Guan Shenglin's team almost rolled their eyes: Can you pick a little more?

When the village chief saw that this group of people were carrying submachine guns, he couldn't help but move, and he was really old......

Although he heard that it was with night vision, it was still continuous, Guan Shenglin was already a little moved, but in the face of the village chief's slamming of the door, his stubborn temper also came up: "We...... Why do I want to exchange with you? ”

"You ......" The village chief was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting Guan Shenglin to refuse: "This...... cough cough ......" The atmosphere was a little awkward, and the village chief coughed twice, I don't know if it was pretending or real. After being embarrassed for a while, the village chief finally came up with an excuse: "We have spare ones, it's not because we have enough firearms, but because they won't use them!" Look at one of you guys in a SWAT uniform, I'm guessing she's familiar with sniper rifles! ”

Guan Shenglin didn't answer immediately, he looked at Bai Bing behind him. And Bai Bing actually nodded, and said: "It's very familiar, the hit rate can reach more than ninety-five percent!" ”

"Hey......" Guan Shenglin sighed in distress, you are too uncooperative! And Zhang Bailu, who was sitting next to Bai Bing, was there to cover her mouth and snicker, she naturally guessed what Guan Shenglin was thinking, he just wanted to embarrass this treacherous village chief!