From Arms Dealer To King of War

  Chapter 6 Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, High Pursuit

  The young man emptied a magazine in three seconds, and after hanging up the rifle with an empty magazine, he held the SCAR fondly and said, "What a good gun!

   Enjoyable, absolutely enjoyable! "

  Of course Choja knew it was a good gun, the precision of the guns produced in his universal toolbox was almost negligible.

  He even deliberately adjusted the size of some accessories in order not to make his gun too noticeable, just to make it look like something produced by humans.

  When producing those AKM and AK74, they even looked for real objects for reference, and they absolutely met Afika's standards.

   But even so, the scar in the hands of young people is not inferior to the high-quality products of big manufacturers.

   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 fall down.

  He came up just like that, and it can be seen that he has been held back for a long time.

  Seeing the joyful expression of the young man, Choga smiled and said, "You can do as long as you like it."

The young man completely believed in Qiao Jia's strength at this moment. He held the scar in his left hand, shook Qiao Jia's hand with his right hand, and said, "Brother Wolf lives up to his reputation. I want this thing and the pistol. Give me the AK74 again." 10.

  Scar’s two kinds of Noto ammunition will give me 5000 rounds, pistol bullets will give me 1000 rounds each, and 5.45 AK74 ammunition will give me 5000 rounds each. "

   As he spoke, the young man pushed the purse containing the money on the table to Choga, and said, "Brother Wolf, this one hundred thousand dollars is considered a deposit.

  I have to ask you to deliver the things to the mine, and you pay for the shipping, I will never bargain! "

   Qiaojia calculated silently in his mind, and the total business was less than 90,000 yuan. This guy gave a deposit of 100,000 yuan when he came up. If you talk about local tyrants, this guy is a real local tyrant, and he is so rich that it makes people feel happy.

  But business is business. There is a long way to go from SD to South SD, and there are also great unknown risks.

   After a little calculation, Qiaojia said: "I will give you 15 including the shipping fee. I will go to South SD in five days, and I can send the things to you at that time."

  The young man didn’t seem to care about money. He fondled Scar fondly, then looked at Choga and said, “Brother Wolf, do you have a sniper rifle like the Remington 700? I want to get a good one for hunting.”

   Qiao Jia nodded and said, "No problem, a total of 200,000 yuan, 100,000 deposit and 100,000 balance payment. I will deliver it to you, and you will pay after inspection."

When the young man heard what Qiaojia said so frankly, he happily shook Qiaojia's hand again, and said, "Brother Wolf, you saved my life. If it weren't for the ghostly place of Afika Such a little thing attracts me, and I wouldn't come here even if I was beaten to death.

My name is Lu Jun. Brother Wolf will call me Little Lu or Junzai in the future. I may have to stay in the southwest Kordofan area for a year or a half. If there is any need at that time, Brother Wolf must not ignore it. I. "

  Who said that rich second generations are arrogant and domineering?

   This Lu Jun gave Qiaojia a very good impression. Qiaojia didn't care about why he was assigned to Afica. He only knew that he was definitely an excellent client.

  Seeing that the bodyguard next to Lu Jun seemed hesitant to speak, Qiaojia waved his hand and said, "I won't say my name, and I won't explain the reason. People who know me call me 'Jackal'.

   What I want in business is stability. If you need to call me in the future, if you don’t, we will treat it as if we don’t know each other. "

   Qiaojia expressed his attitude, and it is really not worthwhile for everyone to talk to each other in a shallow way and treat each other honestly.

  Lu Jun didn't seem to care about Qiao Jia's attitude, but felt that he was very professional.

  Carefully put 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 stuff, why don't we compete with each other later?"

   Talking about it, Lu Jun looked at Qiao Jia who didn’t seem to be interested, and said, "How about a thousand yuan? Everyone wins with a thousand yuan."

   Qiaojia looked at Lu Jun's high spirits, he shook his head and said with a smile: "Then play, but I don't bet with others, let alone bet money."

   Talking about it, Qiao Jia didn’t give Lu Jun a chance to speak at all, so he pointed to the dangling targets in front of him and said, “60 bullets per person, 30 targets, the one who hits the most wins.”

  When Lu Jun heard this, he glanced at the wobbly targets, and said with an unnatural expression: "Is there some targets that you can't hit while standing here?"

   Seeing that the boss was a little timid, the middle-aged man with a flat head among the bodyguards said, "I'll come first. I haven't touched a pistol for a long time. I don't know if it's okay now?"

Qiaojia understood what the middle-aged bodyguard meant. He rubbed on the ground with a smile, then found a green ribbon and pulled it vigorously. A green sign indicating the way forward was exposed from the gravel. On the ground, it snaked around all the targets in an S-shape.

  Going back to the car, he took a few boxes of pistol bullets and handed them to them. Choga put four Beretta 92F magazines in his belt, and said with a smile, "You guys are guests, so I'll come first."

   After speaking, Qiaojia 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 ahead.

   Immediately afterwards, he rushed forward along the green line for 5 meters, and fired continuously at several small targets in front of the side, then changed the magazine while running, and fired...

   run, shoot, run, pause, shoot...

  Choga’s overall movement has an indescribable sense of fluency, that kind of familiarity and ease, which even offsets the tension of shooting.

  Lu Jun thinks that Qiao Jia is very powerful, but he doesn't know where it is.

  So he touched the middle-aged bodyguard beside him and said, "Brother Xiang, how is he compared to you?"

  Bodyguard Xiang was taken aback by Lu Jun's question, then he shook his head helplessly and said, "I'm not as good as him, at least I'm definitely not his match for pistol shooting.

  Look carefully, those targets are shaking all the time, but this jackal can always maintain a double hit, and the impact point is almost the size of an orange.

Speaking of talking, Brother Xiang looked at the mottled iron target, those depressions that were basically concentrated together, and said with emotion: "This guy is an ace-level shooter. He shoots very fast and very accurate. I am definitely not his within 30 meters." opponent."

  When Lu Jun heard this, he said in surprise: "So powerful? This guy is from some special forces, right?"

  Brother Xiang glanced at Qiaojia who had finished shooting the target and began to pick up the shell casings on the ground. He shook his head and said, "He must have never been a soldier, and the way he holds the gun and the way he walks does not show the shadow of the army."

Speaking of which, Brother Xiang looked at Lu Jun and said seriously: "But such a guy is the most terrifying. Ye Luzi's ability to practice to this level 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 a boring practice.

  Boss, it is not difficult to hit a target, and it is not difficult to hit a moving target after more practice, but few people pursue to hit the bullet in the same position.

  Either he has obsessive-compulsive disorder, or he has unbelievably high demands on himself. "

  (end of this chapter)