80. Don't talk about martial arts

General Mushara happily agreed to sell them 3,000 acres of land for less than $300 per acre, and although Filipino is quite poor, in the capital region, it is absolutely a conscience to be able to buy an acre of land for $300.

Vladimir was very satisfied with the performance of his mercenaries, and he had planned to see their respective abilities perform today, but after seeing and believing the Ural gang, he felt that there was no need to watch it at all.

"Alexander, who was the one who used the sniper rifle last night?" Vladimir also admired Alexander's excellent leadership and organizational skills.

Alexander said with a respectful face: "Boss, his name is Akinfeev, he used to serve in the Siberian Wolf Brigade and is a very good sniper. ”

Vladimir nodded, last night when he was domineering to handle the various types of guns in his hands, the sniper on the side was very powerful, as long as the guys in the camp raised their guns to aim, Akinfeev definitely killed them with an accurate headshot at the first time, which is why Vladimir is not afraid of so many militants, and the main credit has to be credited to Akinfeev.

"Let him come over with a sniper rifle." Vladimir suddenly felt that he was quite interested in sniper rifles, and after the reward value of the previous system arrived, Vladimir, who had almost never slept all night, instantly became like a chicken blood, and the whole person became extremely excited.

Naturally, when excited, he also became quite bloodthirsty.

And right now, in a war-torn place like Filipino, it is undoubtedly the best channel for him to bleed.

Soon, Akinfeev came over with his beloved sniper.

This is a micro-sound sniper rifle with a model of VSK-94, developed by Mao Ziguo, shooting within 300 meters, almost never leaving the chest target, and the most important thing is that this sniper rifle has a very small sound when shooting, and it is difficult to be found by the other party according to the location of the sound.

"Good job, man, show me your big snipe." Vladimir couldn't help but admire.

Akinfeev nodded, and with his thick arms, he handed his beloved sniper to the boss.

Vladimir gently stroked the slightly rough sniper like a woman, and suddenly he had the idea to test the gun well.

Coming to the rooftop on the fifth floor, Akinfeev explained it to him carefully, and Vladimir understood it as soon as he heard it.

Machiev interjected at this time: "Boss, there is a hornet's nest in the woods opposite, several hundred meters away, why don't you give it a try?" ”

When he heard that there was a hornet's nest that could be used as a live target to test, Vladimir was naturally very happy.

However, the distance of the hornet's nest seemed to be a little far, and he did not find it for a while.

Machiev hurriedly prompted: "Boss, it's in that tree, see no, the tallest one." ”

This time Vladimir accurately found the target with the naked eye.

"Hey, why is there a person lying under that tree next to me?" Through the scope, Vladimir clearly saw a man lying in the grass under the hornet's nest.

After he took a closer look, he couldn't help grinning, "Damn, it's actually a pair of dog men and women." ”

Everyone hurriedly took a look, and sure enough, they saw a pair of black Filipinos who were preparing to do something in the wild.

This kind of situation is not uncommon in the Philippine region, after all, Filipinos worship nature, so even this kind of thing must be done in a natural environment.

"How? Guys, do you want to give them a warning. Vladimir said with a wicked smile.

Without hesitation, everyone said in unison, "No problem." ”

There was no hornet's nest in the tree, but Vladimir had his own goal, which was to shoot at arm-thick branches.

Aim, Tune, Fire......

"Bang......" There was a slight gunshot sound, and a puff of green smoke rose from the long barrel.

Vladimir this guy is very bad, his marksmanship hits the branch with unmistakable accuracy, and the broken branch suddenly falls on the black man and woman who are in the field.

The two guys seemed to sense something, and before they could put their pants on, they ran wildly.

"Haha......" Seeing this embarrassing guy, they couldn't help but laugh.

After driving away the fornicating black man and woman, Vladimir aimed at the original hornet's nest target, and shot at the top of the hornet's nest with a "bang" and hit accurately.

However, due to the sheer size of the hornet's nest, the shot was not enough to make it fall from the tree.

Vladimir was not in a hurry, aiming, adjusting, firing, and another shot, the bullet flew like a bullet hitting the only connecting target, only to see the huge hornet's nest slam into the ground like a bomb.

The frightened hornets immediately fled in all directions.

Everyone was sincerely impressed by the boss's marksmanship comparable to that of a sharpshooter.

Machiev also duly said that in the evening he asked people to fetch honey, absolutely natural.

Back in the yard, Vladimir asked Akinfeev to take good care of the sniper rifle, which he needed to use when the time came.

Needless to say, everyone in the staff knows why the boss wants to use it.

The reason is simple, Mitrovsky came not alone, but two people, apparently one who was either a bodyguard or an assistant.

As the clock ticked by, it soon was time for Mitrovsky's flight to arrive at Budilon Airport.

The guy who went to greet him gave a signal in less than ten minutes, greeted Mitrovsky, confirmed that it was correct, there were two people in total, and one looked like he should be a bodyguard.

"I'm sorry, man." On the roof, Akinfeev had already set up a sniper rifle for him, while Vladimir was looking at his cigar and drinking brandy rather dashingly.

Twenty minutes later, two Toyota SUVs drove into the yard.

Mitrovsky was a little surprised at first, "Why is it here, not in your camp?" ”

The person who greeted him explained, "This is also our camp, and our general is waiting for you in the house, sir, the body of the rich second generation is in the freezer." ”

Mitrovsky nodded at the guy who pulled the door for him and walked down.

Sure enough, through the glass, he saw the Ural, who was sitting on the first floor.

Ural looked relaxed.

Mitrovsky's previous scruples disappeared with this scene.

And the bodyguard he brought didn't get down as soon as possible because someone was blocking the car door, and only after half a minute, he got out of the car.

Vladimir smiled slightly, said through the scope, "Hello, man." ”