"Who are you?" Jian Heng couldn't hold back a laugh, stopped, and concentrated on talking to this person.

This is obvious, I got a total of two drones ten days ago, one is still named and surnamed, and the other is a cattle thief, and now I call to ask for a drone, and then ten dozen are those cattle thieves.

As for why this person called and wanted to get his drone back? Where did Jian Heng know, he just felt that this buddy had been deprived of oxygen in his brain for more than ten days?

The vicious voice on the other end of the phone came: "Don't care who I am, hurry up and give me back my drone!" No, it will be delivered to the designated location. If not, we'll poison your herd. Also, remember not to call the police, if I see you call the police, I don't want a drone directly, and use poison to poison all your cattle to death! ……”。

"Okay, then how do you say I gave you the drone? Don't poison my herd! Jian Heng began to perform with great interest.

"Then be honest, we'll call you again, remember, we'll be ready to answer our calls for the next two days!" The person on the other end of the line continued to speak in a particularly ferocious tone.

Jian Heng chatted with him for a while, and after putting down the phone, he went directly to the steering wheel and laughed for a while, before he stopped his voice.

Finally, when the fun was over, I started the car and thought of the caller, so I amused him again.

After spending several days in Montana, Jian Heng heard for the first time that someone could do this, a cattle thief who came to blackmail the rancher because of a broken drone.

With the secret space in hand, Jian Heng was determined to meet this group of stupid thieves, in order to act like something, Jian Heng called Zhang Jialiang again to bring the drone.

These days, Zhang Jialiang has 'repaired' the drone.

To be exact, the bad part was wrapped in a transparent plastic bag a few times, and then I don't know how he fiddled with it for a day or two, and the drone was able to fly.

So when this kid is idle, he takes it out and flies it from time to time, and uses the drone to hook up with the two or three student girls who can see the past.

Hearing Jian Heng's question, Zhang Jialiang told Jian Heng where he put the drone, and then told Jian Heng where he hid the key to the room.

After returning to the ranch and taking the drone, Jian Heng continued to do what he was supposed to do, going to the gun shop in the city to buy a gun.

There are many places to buy guns in the United States, there are special gun shops, and there are many outdoor stores that also sell guns, if you buy a gun privately, you need to go through a background check, this thing is very good to pass in some places, but it is very troublesome in some states where gun control is very strict, for example, California can card you for a year or two.

Fortunately, Montana is not a very troublesome kind, and Jian Heng's company still has a hunting license.

Along the way, humming a little tune, listening to the country-style music of the radio that has not changed for more than ten years, pressing the glass of the car and blowing his cheeks with the mountain wind, one person and one car are so happily galloping on the deserted avenue.

At any time, you can see herds of cattle and sheep, rolling green pastures, lush forests and mountains, and wild animals.

The only thing that is rare is the people and cars on the highway, Jian Heng drove to the city for almost half an hour here, only encountered a patrolling police car, waved his hand with the people, and the two cars flashed after the meeting, and when he saw the people and cars again, he had reached the edge of the city.

Gun shops are easy to find, especially now that GPS is rotten on the streets.

Jian Heng stopped the car in the parking lot of the largest gun shop in the city, walked into the foyer, and was frightened by the scene he saw, and was directly stunned at the door, looking at the long crowd and saying: I grass, when will I have to queue up to buy a gun, and there is still such a long queue!

"Are you waiting for payment?"

A middle-aged man in his forties, dressed as a chubby cowboy, saw Jian Heng stunned at the end of the line at the door, so he pushed the trolley over, smiled at Jian Heng first friendly, and then asked politely.

Jian Heng hurriedly waved his hand: "No, I just came in!" How could there be so many people? ”

"Still don't be troubled by the Nashville events ahead!" The fat cowboy said helplessly to Jian Heng.

Then he stretched out his hand and pointed to seven or eight small boxes in his cart, and two or three small boxes, and said: "A year ago, these things were only four hundred dollars at most, and now the same thing costs six hundred dollars, and the bullets are limited to one box per type, and one person can buy up to three boxes of different bullets!" Now even the steel shells produced by the Russians are in high demand."

This person said with a bitter and hateful look, as if he was buying bullets and buying vegetables in the domestic vegetable market, complaining that the price of vegetables was too expensive while buying.

"Is there a gun limit?" Jian Heng asked.

"There is no limit to the guns, but some of the small accessories are no longer sold," said the fat cowboy.

Jian Heng understood what the fat cowboy said about the small accessories, it was easy to buy a gun in Montana, but due to the law that citizens could not own automatic weapons, the spears sold in gun shops, such as M4, were castrated versions.

But this is difficult for the hands-on American people, who have come up with a lot of legal gadgets, which can be combined with semi-automatic rifles to achieve the effect of automatic rifle bursts.

Since the beginning of all kinds of shootings, guns have been sold, but bullets and gadgets have become more and more strict.

And out of the instinct of self-preservation, every time such a case occurs, many Americans begin to rush to buy guns, and at the same time, some of them will march on the streets and shout to ban guns, because the ban on guns is good, and in recent years, the country has been more and more mentioned by some media in the United States who want to ban guns.

Of course, there are those who shout for the ban, and there are those who oppose it, and there seem to be more people who oppose the ban than those who want to ban it.

The anti-ban checkpoint is also sufficient, and it is people who kill people, not guns.

These people think that if they want to get rid of these things, they can't ban guns all at once, and they should control the way those who have mental problems get guns, instead of doing a one-size-fits-all approach!

Besides, how can the people overthrow the U.S. government when the government is?

Anyway, this breaking ban and prohibition are not something that can be solved in a while, and Jian Heng doesn't live in the White House, where would he worry about this, so he casually found a small cart that no one pushed and threw in the store and began to choose.

Spears were all on the shelves, except for pistols, scopes and other small guys, the other long and short guns were like China's curtain city, hanging all over the walls of the store, and there were several rows of shelves in the middle, all of which were all kinds of guns.

It's like all the guns you are playing shooting games anyway, you can almost see them in this gun shop, as for those various paratrooper knives, not to mention the wild raw knives, as soon as you enter it, it immediately makes you feel that the guns here are like the cabbage on the stalls in the domestic vegetable market, which is very cheap.

To this day, Jian Heng still remembers the shock he felt when he first followed old Anders into the gun shop, from a country where even owning a few guns to shoot balloons on the street had to be sentenced, to a country where he was so indulgent all of a sudden, that feeling can only be resonated with Jian Heng by Chinese tourists who have stood in an American gun shop.

Thinking about it now, Jian Heng still remembers it vividly: what a shock it was at that time!

I chose three long guns, the spear Americans called Rifle, we call it a rifle in China, the kind with a magazine but a single shot, and I chose three pistols, Colt Revolver, Beretta 92 and Grok, each bought one, originally wanted to buy a Chinese-made Black Star, who knew that there was no stock in the store, only Chinese-made five or six submachine guns, this thing was next to the AK, I originally wanted to buy one, who knew that the price of this thing was too expensive, Jian Heng had to give up.

From entering the gun shop to picking out the gun, it took Jian Heng less than a quarter of an hour in total.

I picked some old brands and practical goods, so it didn't take too much time. It's really not too much different from buying vegetables in the vegetable market, with these guns, Jian Heng is going to pick up three more boxes of bullets and go to the back of the line to line up.

Pushing his own cart, Jian Heng came to the place where he bought bullets and saw that all the bullets in this store were placed on the counter. Three clerks with guns on their waists were busy at the counter.

Quietly found the least personal team and lined up, Jian Heng took out his mobile phone, and waited for the team to move forward while playing.

After swiping his mobile phone for a while, Jian Heng saw that there was a message on his mobile phone, and another unfamiliar number was transmitted.

The message is simple, just one sentence: Did you bring the drone?

Jian Guangheng was stunned for two seconds, and then sent a message back: Take it!

The other end waited for a while, and then sent a long list of messages, which said where the drone was placed, and then there were some old-fashioned threats, such as not to call the police.

Jian Heng glanced at it and was not interested in looking at it any longer, and after replying with a hmm, he said that he would put the drone over there later.

"Hello! Do you want something? ”

Just when Jian Heng was happily swiping his mobile phone, Jian Heng didn't realize that he had come to the front of the counter, and the clerk waited for a while and found that Jian Heng was still swiping his mobile phone, so he immediately reached out and knocked on the table and asked Jian Heng.

The voice was not loud, but the tone was a little impatient: "If you want, say the model you want, and at the same time please show your ID card!" ”。

Jian Heng was in a good mood now, and he didn't have the same knowledge as her, so he directly said the model of the three boxes of bullets, and then handed over his driver's license.

"How long will it take to buy additional ammunition?" Jian Heng asked.

Shops that show their identities in this way generally have time control, and they can't buy the same ammunition again after buying it once.

The clerk lowered her head to find ammunition for Jian Heng on the shelves, the girl's temper was not small, but when she bent over to find something on the lower shelves, her round little buttocks were facing Jian Heng.

Jian Heng glanced at it, and thought a little bored: The temper is not good, it is a mistake to be so good!

In just a few seconds, the clerk found all the three boxes of ammunition that Jian Heng wanted, put them on the table and pushed them directly to the edge of the counter: "After two weeks, you can also make an appointment, and when we are ready to notify you, you can come and get it!" ”

After speaking, the clerk hooked his hand at a buddy behind Jian Heng: "Which one do you want, how many boxes!" ”

Jian Heng thought about it for a while, and felt that it was better not to book.

This shop is not successful, there are other shops, ask Zhang Jialiang and these people to do a favor, each of them go to a shop, and line up the large and small gun shops near Kalispell, how to say that you can get more than ten or twenty boxes of bullets, which is enough for ordinary hunting.

After taking three boxes of bullets, Jian Heng walked to the end of the line to line up, took out his mobile phone and called Zhang Jialiang, and asked them to help him go to the gun shop to line up in the time when they were crazy.

It took less than twenty minutes with guns and bullets, and it took more than half an hour to queue up, and before it was Jian Heng's turn to pay, the clerk called to review it, and the audit was very fast, and it was completed in five or six minutes.

After paying the money, I took the new gun and the assistant of the gun shop to the shooting range of the store to try the gun, and all the guns were fine, and the whole gun purchase was officially over.

Simple! It's so simple that Chinese people can't imagine it!