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    Grolev was happy to answer Gao Yang¡¯s question.

    "It depends on how it is used. American copper-cased bullets are the most expensive and have the best accuracy, but good bullets also require a good gun. Those crudely made AK47s cannot adapt to such fine grains. Generally speaking, Russian-made iron-cased bullets  , and your bullets produced in China are all good choices, well, I personally think the Chinese products are the best."

    Hearing Grolev say that the bullets produced in his country are the best, Gao Yang felt an inexplicable sense of pride. He asked with interest: "Why do you say Chinese products are the best?"

    Grolev shrugged and said: "Although I didn't use too many bullets produced in China, I must have fired more than 20,000 rounds. The batch of bullets we purchased at that time were all produced in China, and that  A batch of bullets almost never encounter problems. In addition, Russian bullets lose accuracy at 300 meters, while Chinese bullets can still maintain accuracy at 350 meters. The key is that the price is not the same.  It¡¯s expensive, so bullets made in China are very popular, but unfortunately you can¡¯t always buy bullets made in China in Africa, you have to try your luck.¡±

    After a pause, Grolev did not wait for Gao Yang to ask questions, and continued: "As for other bullets that can be used, they are made by some countries in Eastern Europe, which are also acceptable. They are produced in Romania or Yugoslavia or something like that."

    Gao Yang's thirst for knowledge rose. Although he had learned a lot of knowledge on paper, it would be more direct and authoritative to learn it from the mouth of Grolev, a veteran. After all, the user  Have the most say.

    "Where's the gun? Which country makes the best one?"

    Grolev thought for a moment before replying: "As for guns, the ones made in Russia are the best. Secondly, the ones made in China are also good and have good reliability. However, if you shoot for a long time, the barrel is easier to fire than the ones made in Russia."  It's red and easy to rust, but the quality is guaranteed and it works just as well no matter when it was produced.

    And the guns produced in Romania are also very good, some are even better than the Russian ones, but the biggest problem is that the quality of the guns produced in Romania in recent years has been somewhat worse. You have to look for the guns produced before 1990, which are the best.  Choice, of course, except for those produced in Romania, guns and bullets no matter where they are made, the newer the better, oh, except those printed in Arabic, don¡¯t care whether they are new or old, don¡¯t care whether they are guns or bullets, throw them away  Drop it before it kills you.  "

    After keeping Grolev's words firmly in mind, Gao Yang threw away the bullet in his hand, clapped his hands, and said: "It seems that I have a lot to learn. I will ask you for advice later. Unfortunately, we can't do it now."  It¡¯s a waste of time, withdraw.¡±

    Grolev nodded and said: "Wait a minute, although these bullets are garbage, there are still good ones. Look at this."

    After finishing speaking, Grolev kicked open a box, took out a mortar shell from the box, shook it at Gao Yang, and said with a smile: "Look at this, the 82mm mortar shell made in Russia, it seems that  They're going to use this as a bomb and we can use it as a grenade."

    The 82mm mortar shell looked quite big. Gao Yang walked over and took one and weighed it in his hand. He felt that a mortar shell must weigh three or four kilograms. He couldn't help but frown and said, "It's so heavy."  , can you throw it? You won¡¯t blow yourself up, right?¡±

    Grolev laughed, showed off his arm muscles to Gao Yang, and said with a smile: "I can throw it more than ten meters, but the most important thing is that our opponent will be in the room, right? So there is no need to throw it  It¡¯s a long way out.¡±

    Gao Yang felt that what Grolev said was very reasonable, and he said excitedly: "Great, there are four cannonballs here, take them all, and let those bastards have a taste of their own cannonballs."

    Grolev carried the box containing the shells, and Gao Yang held the machine gun for him. The two quickly went down to the first floor. After reaching the first floor, Gao Yang was not polite and directly gave Cui Bo the machine gun in his hand.  Come and get the machine gun for Grolev.

    Gao Yang put on his night vision goggles and looked outside. No one was attracted by the gunfire. The gunfire that kept ringing in the city covered them. After confirming safety, Gao Yang was about to leave when he saw Fedor and  Malik's body suddenly felt that it couldn't just go away.

    Gao Yang stopped and said to Cui Bo: "We can't let Fedor and Malik hang like this. Even if we can't take their bodies away, we still have to put them down and turn on the lights."

    After turning off the night vision goggles, Gao Yang asked Grolev to be on guard, and then worked with Cui Bo to lower the bodies of Fedor and Malik, but there was not much they could do. They had no time to bury the bodies.  There was no way to take the body away.

    Gao Yang thought for a while and sighed: "Otherwise,Let's burn their bodies. We can't just leave the two of them here, lest their bodies will be abused after death.  "

    Cui Bo shook his head and said in a deep voice: "The neighbors here are actually pretty good. They should collect the bodies of Lao Ma and Fedor. It is better not to kill them. Malik's faith does not allow him to be cremated."

    When it came to matters of faith, Gao Yang also felt that it was not easy to cremate Fedor and Malik. Looking at the distorted faces of Fedor and Malik, Gao Yang felt extremely sad, and at the same time he hated the murderers extremely.

    At this time, Gao Yang suddenly felt that he should get something. He quickly walked to the window of the store, reached out and picked up a short-handled ax from the window sill.

    The ax was supposed to have a leather sheath, but Gao Yang didn't see it and was too lazy to look for it anymore. He hung the ax on the combat vest on the left chest. There was a Velcro loop there, which was originally used to store the knife.  , but the raised hunting knife is not suitable for hanging, but it is just right to insert the ax head upward and the ax handle downward into the hanging ring, and it is also very convenient to hold.

    Looking at Cui Bo's puzzled eyes, Gao Yang said: "This ax was used by Malik this afternoon. He placed it on the window sill. I think it makes more sense to bring this ax to avenge him. Besides,  If there is a chance to use it, then Yu Malik will take revenge himself."

    Upon hearing this, Cui Bo felt that what Gao Yang said made sense. He searched around the store, but found that there was nothing convenient to carry. In the end, he simply took a shovel. It was not an engineering shovel, but one that could be used frequently in the garden.  It's an ordinary shovel, but it's also very useful if you want to use it to hit people.

    Cui Bo inserted the shovel into the hook of the backpack and said, "Okay, let's go. Speaking of which, the things in Lao Ma's store are all good. They are all imported from Europe. Lao Gui  "

    Gao Yang was in a bad mood. After hearing Cui Bo's words, Gao Yang also wanted to find a topic to relieve his depressed mood. After one last look at the bodies of Fedor and Malik, Gao Yang turned off the lights in the store.  , while walking, he said: "I know, the ax I'm holding is a Glensfors brand ax produced in Sweden. Even if you look at it, it's just a Nordic farm tool ax. The price is really expensive. The model I'm holding is  It¡¯s called Camping, and the products of this brand are said to be handmade, and you know that things that are handmade in Europe are expensive. Just a small ax like this costs around a hundred euros.¡±

    Cui Bo was surprised and said: "Brother Yang, I know you are very knowledgeable about knives, but I didn't expect you to know so much about axes. How can you know the origin of a Nordic farm tool axe?"

    Gao Yang smiled bitterly and said: "Brother, have you forgotten that what I longed for most was to live on a mountain? Remember the video I gave you? The documentary series of the northern wilderness shot by Ray Mills, he used  After I saw this brand of ax, I wanted to buy one. I checked the price and was shocked. Plus shipping and other factors, this ax cost more than 1,000 in China. Later, I didn¡¯t want to buy it. I didn¡¯t expect it to be sold in China.  You can also find it here, but the one used by Ray Mills is a small jungle one, which is larger. In fact, I also want a small jungle one, but unfortunately it is too long and difficult to carry. Unlike this camping ax, the length is just right.  "

    Cui Bo said disapprovingly: "I remember the movie you mentioned, but it looked quite good, but I couldn't understand it in English. I don't know if there is a Chinese subtitled version now. Hey, I'm not interested in axes."  , not even interested in such an expensive axe.¡±

    Gao Yang said in a deep voice: "I have lived in the wilderness for more than three years. At that time, I thought it would be great to have an axe. Although I have had enough living in the wilderness, I feel more about the ax now.  I am more interested in being able to use this ax to chop up that guy named Salim."

    Cui Bo nodded and said, "Yes, we will chop Malik with as many axes as they chopped at him. But, Brother Yang, can you do it?"

    After Gao Yang thought about this question carefully, he finally said dejectedly: "Well, I think it's still embarrassing. You can let me kill people with a gun. I don't have any big feelings now, but if you ask me to chop people with an ax, I guess I'll still be able to do it."  I really can¡¯t do it.¡±

    Cui Bo snorted coldly, then gritted his teeth and said: "I may be able to do it, but then you can't let me do it. I have to chop off that bastard's head. Let's pay tribute to Malik and Fedor first."  , and then played football. Fedor was fine, but Malik still had a wife and children. The family of seven or eight children depended on Malik to support him. After his death, the family had to live like this. I thought of this.  , how could you still not take action?"

    Although he couldn¡¯t understand what Gao Yang and Cui Bo were talking about, Grolev still whispered: ¡°You two had better shut up and discuss things. There will be plenty of time later, but now it¡¯s best to keep quiet.¡±

    Gao Yang knew that what Grolev said made sense and that chatting while on the road was not appropriate. He was just in a bad mood and wanted to divert his attention by chatting with Cui Bo. However, after being warned by Grolev,  Gao Yang immediately told Cui Bo in Chinese to stop talking, and then he stopped talking, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble. The three of them walked silently in silence, getting closer and closer to their destination.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)Gao Yang said it was inappropriate to chat while on the road. He was just in a bad mood and wanted to divert his attention by chatting with Cui Bo. However, after being warned by Grolev, Gao Yang immediately told Cui Bo in Chinese to stop talking, and then  He stopped talking to avoid causing unnecessary trouble. The three of them walked silently in silence, getting closer and closer to their destination.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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