Chapter 6 Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder, High Pursuit
The young man emptied a magazine in three seconds, and then after the rifle was empty, he couldn't put it down and hugged the SCAR and said, "What a good gun!"
Enjoyable, absolutely enjoyable! ”
Joga certainly knew it was a good gun, and the guns produced in his universal toolbox were almost negligible in accuracy.
He even deliberately adjusted the size of some accessories to make his gun look like it was made by a human in order not to attract too much attention.
When producing those AKMs and AK74s, they were even more in line with the real thing, which definitely met Afika's standards.
But even so, SCAR in the hands of young people is not lost to the boutique of large factories.
It can be seen that young people have actually played with guns, and they have played well, otherwise it is easy to cause shoulder contusions and falls when they come up.
He came up like this, and he could see that he had indeed been held back for a long time.
Looking at the young man's happy expression, Qiao Jia smiled and said, "You can do it if you like it." ”
The young man completely believed in Qiao Jia's strength at this time, he held the scar in his left hand, shook Qiao Zhong with his right hand, and said: "Brother Wolf is worthy of his name, I want this thing, I want a pistol, AK74 will give me another 10."
5,000 rounds each of the two Noto rounds from scar, 1,000 rounds each for pistol bullets, and 5,000 rounds for AK74 ammunition of 5.56. ”
Saying that, the young man pushed the leather bag containing money on the table to Qiao Jia and said, "Brother Wolf, this 100,000 dollars should be regarded as a deposit."
I have to ask you to send me to the mine, and I will never bargain for the freight! ”
Qiao Jia silently calculated in his heart, a total of less than 90,000 yuan of business, this guy came up and gave a deposit of 100,000 yuan, if you want to talk about local tyrants, this guy is a real local tyrant, and he is so proud that people are refreshed.
However, business is business, and there is a long way to get from SD to South SD, and there is a lot of unknown risk in it.
After a little calculation, Qiao Jia said: "You can give 15 even the freight, and I will go to South SD in five days, and I can send you things over when the time comes." ”
The young man didn't seem to care about the money, he couldn't put it down and stroked the scar, then looked at Qiao Jia and said, "Brother Wolf, do you have a sniper rifle like the Remington 700 there, I want to get a good gun for hunting." ”
Qiao Jia nodded and said, "No problem, a total of 200,000, 100,000 deposits and 100,000 final payments, I am responsible for delivering them to you, and you will inspect and pay for the goods." ”
As soon as the young man heard Qiaojia say so refreshingly, he happily shook Qiaojia's hand again, and said, "Brother Wolf, you saved my life, this ghost place of Afika, if it weren't for such something to attract me, I wouldn't have been killed."
My name is Lu Jun, Brother Wolf will call me Xiao Lu or Junzai in the future, I may have to stay in the Southwest Kordofan area for a year and a half, if there is any need at that time, Brother Wolf must not ignore me. ”
Who said that the rich second generation is arrogant and arrogant and looks at people?
This Lu Jun made a very good impression on Qiaojia, and he didn't care why he was assigned to Afika to Qiaojia, he only knew that this was definitely an extremely good customer.
Seeing that the bodyguard beside Lu Jun was a little speechless, Qiao Jia waved his hand and said, "I won't say my name, I won't explain the reason, people who know me call me 'jackal'."
I'm doing business for a stable place, if you need to call me in the future, if not, we shouldn't know each other when we meet. ”
Qiao Jia expressed his attitude, and everyone was honest with each other if they were shallow and shallow.
Lu Jun didn't seem to care about Qiao Jia's attitude, but felt that he was particularly professional.
Carefully putting down the scar that already belonged to him, Lu Jun took out an M1911 pistol from his gun bag, and said with a smile: "I'm familiar with this thing, why don't you compete later?" ”
Saying that, Lu Jun looked at Qiao Jia and didn't seem interested, he smashed his mouth and said, "How about a thousand?" One thousand winners per person takes all. ”
Qiao Jia looked at Lu Jun's high spirits, he shook his head and said with a smile: "Then play, but I don't bet with anyone, let alone gamble money." ”
Saying that, Qiao Jia didn't give Lu Jun a chance to speak at all, so he pointed to the targets in front of him that were still shaking, and said, "60 bullets per person, 30 targets, and the one who hits the most wins." ”
When Lu Jun heard this, he glanced at the shaking targets, and said with an unnatural expression: "Standing here, there are some targets that can't be hit, right?" ”
Seeing that the boss was a little timid, the middle-aged flat-headed man in the bodyguard said: "I'll come first, I haven't touched a pistol for a long time, and I don't know if it's okay now?" ”
Joga understood what the middle-aged bodyguard meant, he rubbed on the ground with a smile, and then found a green ribbon and pulled it hard, and a green sign indicating the way forward emerged from the gravel to the ground, winding around all the targets in an S-shape.
Back in the car and getting a few boxes of pistol bullets and handing them to them, Joga stuck four Beretta 92F magazines on his belt, and then said with a smile: "Are you guests, or will I come first." ”
After saying that, Qiao Jia stood at the starting point, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then pulled out his pistol like lightning and fired eight shots at four targets ten meters in front of him.
He then rushed 5 meters forward along the green line, fired at several small targets in front of him in succession, and then changed magazines and fired as he ran......
Run, shoot, run, pause, shoot......
There is an indescribable sense of fluidity in Joga's overall movements, the sense of familiarity and ease that even offsets the tension of firing the gun.
Lu Jun felt that Qiao Jia was very powerful, but he didn't know where the power was.
So he touched the middle-aged bodyguard next to him and said, "Brother Xiang, how does he compare to you?" ”
The bodyguard Brother Xiang was stunned for a moment by Lu Jun's question, and then he shook his head helplessly and said: "I'm not as good as him, at least I am definitely not his opponent when I shoot with a pistol."
If you look closely, the targets are shaking, but the jackal will always keep a double hit, and the impact point is almost always the size of an orange.
Saying that, Brother Xiang looked at the depressions on the mottled iron target, which were basically concentrated together, and he said with emotion: "This guy is an ace-level gunner, he shoots quickly and very accurately, and I am definitely not his opponent within 30 meters." ”
When Lu Jun heard this, he said in surprise: "So powerful? This guy can't be from some special forces, right? ”
Brother Xiang glanced at Qiaojia, who had already finished shooting the target and began to pick up the bullet casings on the ground, he shook his head and said: "He definitely hasn't been a soldier, and the way he holds the gun and the way he marches can't see the shadow of the army." ”
Saying that, Brother Xiang looked at Lu Jun and said very seriously: "But such a guy is the most terrifying, Ye Luzi can practice to this extent, which not only shows that he is very talented, but also shows that he is very firm in his goal, otherwise few people can stand such boring practice."
Boss, it's not difficult to hit a target, and it's not difficult to hit a moving target with more practice, but few people pursue to hit the bullet in the same position.
Either he has obsessive-compulsive disorder, or he is incredibly demanding of himself. ”