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Chapter 194 Killing Gun

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    Bob looked very annoyed. He curled his lips and said, "It's great. Today I'm going to tell you about my experience of almost losing my life. But I'll talk about me later. I'll introduce you to my brother first."  , Gao Yang, you can also call him Ram, it¡¯s up to you, Gao, this is my best friend, my good brother Jack Mawson, the chief gunsmith of Arilan Mawson Studio, and the chief gunsmith of the West Coast of the United States.  The best gunsmith ever.¡±

    After hearing Bob's introduction, Gao Yang was very surprised, because he couldn't believe that the super M1A was made by Jack in front of him, because Jack looked to be thirty years old at most, and Gao Yang always thought that he made it  The gunsmith of that super M1A is a white-haired old man.

    Jack Mawson is not only young, but also very fat. He is 1.85 meters tall, but must weigh at least 200 kilograms. Although it is not to the point where it is difficult to move, he still falls into the category of a fat man.

    Jack didn't have a single hair on his shiny head, but he had a ferocious-looking devil's head tattooed on it. It didn't matter if he shaved his head and got a tattoo on the top of his head. The key was that Jack Mawson had one.  The big, fluffy beard reached up to his chest. It looked like a person's head was growing backwards, which was indescribably weird and ridiculous.

    It's December now, and the temperature in Portland is much lower than that in Los Angeles. It's the time when the weather is freezing, but Jack Mawson is only wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt, and his exposed arms are covered with  There are all kinds of tattoos. In short, Jack Mawson doesn¡¯t look like a top gunsmith.

    After listening to Bob's introduction, when Gao Yang looked at Jack Moson in surprise, Jack Moson also looked at Gao Yang in surprise. After scanning Gao Yang up and down, Jack Moson looked surprised.  He said: "Wow, are you the guy Bob was talking about? The guy who has been a primitive man on the grasslands of Sudan for three years? Wow, I didn't expect that I could meet a living hero. Nice to meet you, brother, I'm so excited  You have known your name for a long time, Bob always mentions you in front of me, just call me Jack, please come in and talk in my lounge, I can entertain you with cold beer there."

    After bumping fists with Gao Yang and saying hello to the others, Jack invited Gao Yang and the others in.

    In the store of Alilan Mohsen Studio, there is a wall covered with all kinds of long guns. There is a counter in front of it, which is full of short guns. They are all products of Alilan Mohsen Studio. However, in the entire store, there are only  There was a woman standing behind the counter, but there wasn't a single customer.

    There are seats in the store of Arilan Mohsen Studio for members and customers to rest and talk, but Jack did not let Gao Yang and the others stay in the store. Instead, he passed through a door again from the store and arrived at a seat reserved for Jack himself.  The lounge has not only sofas and TVs, but also a small bar.

    After asking Gao Yang and the others to sit down, Jack casually brought beers to a few of them. The heating in the lounge was fully turned on, so drinking cold beer in the winter didn't seem so weird.

    "Guys, drinking beer on a winter morning, I hope it doesn't make you feel weird, but look at my body shape, you should know how much I love beer. By the way, I only have beer here, but unfortunately now  We can't watch football while drinking beers, it would be more like a gathering of friends."

    Seeing Jack sitting on the sofa with a beer and a contented look on his face, Bob said anxiously: "Come on, brother, I'm not here to drink beer with you. Tell me something you're good at. My brothers all rely on you."  You have to show them some of your masterpieces, hurry up, I can't wait to see their surprised faces."

    Jack shrugged and said: "You know, my private orders have been scheduled for five years, so I won't take orders within the next five years. Brother, I have to enjoy life, right? I can't waste my time.  It's all spent on work, maybe you should talk to my dad about this, he is the kind of person who is desperate to make money, and I am not."

    Bob said disdainfully: "Come on, stop using the trick of bluffing others on me. Now help me see if there is anything that needs to be adjusted on this gun. You have to move, don't let me kick you."  Ass."

    While Bob was talking, he opened the gun box he brought and took out the super M1A. After seeing the M1A, Jack curled his lips and said, "Brother, how many times have you taken it to the shooting range? Or is it still?  You took it with you to hunt bears and used it like this? Please, it is illegal to use this gun to hunt bears. Don't tell me that you used this gun like this in Africa. You were there only a few days, and you  And I didn¡¯t use it to hunt a lion and give me the skin as promised.¡±

    Gao Yang has always cherished his M1A, but his gun has experienced many high-intensity battles.And it must be carefully cleaned and maintained whenever there is time. There will definitely be traces of normal use. Moreover, no matter how careful you are on the battlefield, your gun will inevitably get bumped and bumped, so m1a  There are some small dents on the wooden butt of the gun, which seems to have shown some vicissitudes of life.

    After hearing what Jack said, Gao Yang raised the wine bottle in his hand and said with a smile: "Sorry, I actually used this gun like this. In addition, this gun saved me more than once."

    Bob nodded and said: "Yes, I gave this gun to Gao when I was in Africa. He used this gun to almost go through the Libyan war from beginning to end. They also robbed Gaddafi's palace and killed him."  , well, there are some things I can¡¯t tell you, but in short you just know that this gun is being used by an amazing shooter.¡±

    Jack¡¯s eyes widened immediately. He took the M1A held by Bob. After looking at it carefully, he looked at Gao Yang a few more times and said in a deep voice: "Are you serving the government or money?"

    Gao Yang smiled and said: "For money, we are mercenaries, free mercenaries."

    Jack's eyes lit up. He picked up the M1A in his hand and said, "In other words, you have killed many people with this gun? How many? One hundred, no? Then eighty? Five  There are always ten, right?¡±

    Gao Yang felt that Jack's question was a bit difficult to answer, because he had never counted how many enemies he had killed, and he did not think there was anything glorious about killing people, so Gao Yang deliberately ignored how many enemies he had killed.

    Looking at Gao Yang's slightly embarrassed expression, Jack frowned and said: "Using my works and going through almost the entire Libyan war, you won't even kill fifty people, right? Oh, please, tell me  You are not so inferior."

    Cui Bo suddenly said: "Fifty? You underestimate him too much. The number of enemies I killed when I had time to count for him was 216. When we were in Benghazi, there were 35 of them.  There are one hundred and sixty people in Misrata and twenty-one people in Tripoli. Pay attention, these are the numbers when the fighting is not so fierce. I have time to observe and count them. If you add them, I can't count them.  According to his calculations, he definitely killed more than 300 enemies, at least more than 300."

    Gao Yang was shocked by the statistics reported by Cui Bo. He had never thought that he had shot and killed so many people, but when he thought about it carefully, the number was indeed not bad. Gao Yang just pursed his lips and did not say anything.  What.

    Jack was also impressed by the numbers reported by Cui Bo. He stared at Gao Yang closely and said excitedly: "Is what he said true? And are they all achievements you achieved with this gun?  I hope you can confirm it yourself and please tell the truth."

    The battlefield in Libya is a paradise for snipers. Gao Yang is good at marksmanship and is good at guns, and he is facing non-professional soldiers who have not received any formal military training, so he can achieve such results. If he were to change places, for example, in  In Afghanistan, it would be good if Gao Yang could kill fifty people. This has little to do with marksmanship. The key is that they will not give you the opportunity to shoot continuously.

    Even though Afghanistan is poorer and more backward than Libya, when it comes to fighting, the level of the Afghans is 10,000 miles ahead of the Libyans. After decades of war, the Afghans can be said to be veterans.  They are all as slippery as loaches. They can find cover as soon as they take a shot. They will never show up to shoot the sniper until the sniper is dealt with. It is not like in Libya, where the opposition and government forces have the same moral character.  , one by one lined up and took the initiative to send them to Gao Yang's gun.

    Although most of Gao Yang's achievements were achieved on the Libyan battlefield, the number of enemies killed does not matter the quality, so it is true that Gao Yang actually killed at least 300 people. After a moment of silence, Gao Yang still said  Jack nodded and said: "I thought about it carefully, yes, I probably killed more than 300 people with the gun you made, but I have to make it clear that the people I killed were all with weapons in their hands.  I have never fired at civilians, women and children, I promise.¡±

    Jack stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, and said with excitement: "It's great. I killed more than three hundred enemies. This is a real killing gun. This is really great. I finally have it in my work."  A killing gun. Finally, one of my guns has been put to its proper use, instead of just being used for shooting targets and wild beasts. I have decided to repurchase this gun for my collection."

    Gao Yang was startled when he heard this. He immediately reached for the M1A in Jack's arms and said anxiously: "Sorry, I won't sell it or give it away. Please return the gun to me. No matter how much you pay, I will  It¡¯s impossible to sell this gun.¡±

    Jack pushed away Gao Yang's hand and said with a smile: "Brother, you don't understand what I mean. What I mean by repurchase is not to use money to buy the killing gun you used, but to use a newer one."  I will exchange it with you for a gun that is more suitable for you. Believe me, after I confirm that you are worthy of using my work, you will have a gun that truly belongs to you. For you, it is the best gun in the world.  Gun." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com)I will exchange a gun that is better and more suitable for you. Believe me, after I confirm that you are worthy of using my work, you will have a gun that truly belongs to you. For you, it is the best gun in the world.  Good gun.  "(Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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