Firepower is king.

61 show off
"Wow, this gun is great, wow, this gun is great, wow wow, this accuracy is too good! Wow..."

"Shut up! Are you playing an ambulance? Whoa whoa what the hell!"

It was Gao Guang who uttered angrily, because John kept yelling, wow, wow, and everyone shooting in the shooting range couldn't help but look at them with strange eyes.

"Wow! This gun is really good, the top level of the production line, the pinnacle of mass-produced guns, there is no way to surpass it, it really is a special custom-made experimental gun from Sig Sauer!"

John bit the last few words very hard, so the fat man who was shooting at the target range next to him couldn't help but took off his headset, and said curiously: "Type selection test gun? Dude, don't be kidding, type selection test... wow Oh! M17?!"

"It's MH17, buddy, watch out, two, prototypes of the M17 and M18 are here.

The fat man stared straight at it for a while, then asked curiously, "Shouldn't it be sandy?"

"Sand color, haha, sand color! Do you know what a special edition is? Dude, two shots, two bullets for you, two shots and then talk to me."

Gao Guang especially wanted to stop John, because he just realized now that John came to the shooting range to show off, nothing else, pure show off, especially a high-profile show off.

John put the gun on the table with a proud face, and the fat man next to him picked up the gun with an expectant face, carefully opened the manual safety at the rear, and said with a surprised face: "This is really MH17!"

The P320 does not have a manual safety at the end of the sleeve, but the military requires a manual safety, so SIG Sauer added a manual safety to the rear of the empty aircraft hanger handle, so this manual safety has become a distinction between the military version and the civilian version. The most important symbol of the edition.

The fat man fired two shots in a row, he stopped, and said with a look of horror: "Is this the level that a mass-produced gun can achieve? Is this a special high-precision version? Wow, the bullet holes of my two guns overlapped? Wow Oh! The recoil is so soft, the P320 doesn't have that accuracy, it reminds me of a heavily modified gun I use for IDPA competitions, but is this really a production gun?"

John laughed loudly, he took the pistol from the fat man, and said triumphantly: "If you really believe that the selection experiment guns are randomly selected from the production line, then you are an idiot, buddy, now you know that a good gun standard."

At this time, an old man in a suit shooting suddenly said: "Let me try it?"

The shooting in the shooting range stopped temporarily, no one continued to shoot, the old man took off the magazine, emptied the chamber, and walked over with the empty gun, then he raised his gun and said: "I don't want to show off , but my gun is what you call a custom-made gun, how about we exchange a few bullets for test firing?"

The old man seemed quite respectable in this shooting range. John shrugged and said, "Mr. Model is also here, so let's exchange it."

The old man put his gun on the table and picked up the MH17 on the table. He felt it first, then put on the headset, took aim, and fired a shot.

The bullet hit the lower left corner of the target paper, Model paused for a moment, and said: "It feels good."

After speaking, Model fired a second shot. The two bullet holes basically overlapped. There was only one bullet hole on the target paper, but the bullet hole was slightly enlarged.

"This is not the accuracy that a pistol should have. The accuracy is really high, and the bullets are also carefully selected, right?"

After Mr. Model finished speaking solemnly, he did not continue to shoot, but pulled the slide, and a bullet jumped out of the gun chamber, and Mr. Model grabbed the bullet.

Holding the bullet and taking a closer look, Mr. Model said gently: "This bullet is M1152, one of the four bullets selected by the military for the MHS project. There are XM1152 trainer ammunition and XM1153 blank ammunition, which were officially finalized after the adaptability test, but the military handed over the orders for the ammunition to Winchester Ammunition Company, but this ammunition is Sig Sauer’s own produced."

Mr. Model spoke eloquently, and then he held the bullet and turned around to show it to the onlookers behind. One hundred rounds of M1152 hollow point rounds."

"So the bullets are also specially made. I thought that ordinary bullets would not have such high accuracy. John, do you mind if I try with ordinary bullets?"

John seemed to have a lot of respect for Mr. Model, and he immediately said, "That's fine, you can do whatever you want."

Immediately, some good people put half a box of bullets. Bullets cost money, but now people are willing to spend money to gain knowledge.

"This is the Winchester Bullet, try it."

The bullets put by the troublemakers are 9mm Parabellum bullets, the same caliber as the M17, but the bullets are round.

The shape of the warhead is not the same, but all 9mm Par rounds can be used. Needless to say, Mr. Model put five ordinary Par rounds into the magazine, and then he started shooting again.

After firing five shots in a row, it was really a man silent and a woman crying. There were female shooters present, so this sentence is correct.

Mr. Model was extremely surprised: "Why is the accuracy so high? It's not before the game. Is it necessary?"

The five bullet holes were concentrated in a range the size of a coin. Although it was a ten-meter target, the accuracy was indeed beyond the standard.

Pistols are used for close-body defense. Most of the time, the combat distance of a pistol is within fifteen meters. At this distance, unless it is for a game, no one really pursues the ultimate accuracy of a pistol, because there is no What's the point?

Mr. Model raised his pistol again. This time he fired continuously, and after more than a dozen shots in one breath, he finally closed the gun, and then he said with a serious face: "Not bad, really good, this is the best gun I have ever used. Good production gun."

John pointed at Gao Guang with a smile on his face and said, "A set of two, one M17 and one M18. They were given by a friend. I asked for M17 and gave him M18."

Mr. Model looked at the highlights for a moment, then suddenly said: "Sell it to me, [-] a piece."

Gao Guang was taken aback, but John was even more proud. He shook his head and said, "No, I won't sell it."

"Thirty thousand!"

John said with a smile: "Don't be kidding, this is commemorative, it is valuable for collection, and there must be room for appreciation."

"I've given you this handmade gun, and I'll give you another [-] dollars to buy two of you guns! One more thing, this gun was custom-made by me for [-] yuan. It's Rosecran's masterpiece. It's the best custom-made practical gun. , you can test shoot and think about it."

John shrugged and stretched out his hand. Mr. Model reluctantly put the gun in his hand, and then John shrugged again: "Not for sale, not for any amount of money, just keep it for yourself."

Turning around triumphantly, John said loudly: "I'm sorry everyone, we have to leave, there are still things to do, see you later, everyone."

Gao Guang quickly followed John out of the crowd, and Mr. Model loudly said from behind: "You should try my gun before making a decision. I really can't add more. This is already... I'll pay [-]!"

Mr. Model gave too much money, but Gao Guang really couldn't sell it. After he followed John out of the shooting range, he couldn't help but said immediately: "Bastard, you are here to show off!"

John said with a look of surprise: "You just found out? Don't show off, what am I here for? Don't show off, can you know how many guns there are? Don't show off, can I let Mr. Model try to shoot this gun? You know he Who is it?"

"Who is he?"

"Mr. Model is a high-end player. He is not a professional shooter, but he has won more than one hundred shooting championships. He is a gun consultant in Hollywood, but his main job is a famous film and television investor. I know that he will Come here, I will come."

With a proud expression on John's face, he twisted his body and danced, "In this shooting range, Mr. Model is the only god, but today, haha, today I have a gun that he doesn't have. Hahaha, it's so cool!"

After finishing speaking, John put the gun in Gao Guang's hand, and said with a serious face: "In the future, don't bring these two guns to this shooting range again, because you will meet Mr. Model, and Mr. Model will definitely give it to you." It's a pity that you have such a high price that you can't refuse, it's from Smith, otherwise..."

"You don't really want to sell, do you?"

John sighed, and said, "Nonsense, what's the use of a pistol? You won't sell a pistol that can be exchanged for the best equipment in your body? Alas, it's a pity that it was given by Mr. Smith. It's a pity..."

Gao Guang quickly put his gun in the holster around his waist, and then he said seriously: "I will never bring this gun here again, you have enough showing off now, let's go quickly Hire people."

"back office."

John looked satisfied, but he also looked a little tired. He leaned back on the car seat and said weakly, "Are your driving skills better now?"

Gao Guang got into the car and started to walk slowly. If the shooting club was not too close to the company, John couldn't help but drive himself several times.

When he arrived at the company, John went directly into the chairman's office, turned on the computer, twisted on the swivel chair and said, "It's so easy to find people, but it's harder to find legal ones. I'll find you two good people in ten minutes at most. "

Gao Guang approached John, and asked curiously, "Online recruitment? Is it reliable?"

John smiled complacently, and said: "For the sake of you still wanting to give me a gun, let me show you what an elite group in the industry is."

The computer turned on, and John typed out a web address, clicked on it, and then he pointed to a very simple page and said, "Do you know what is the dark web?"

I have heard of the dark web highlight, but I have never seen it before. Now I look at the website with only one page, and I can't help but exclaim: "This is the dark web?"

John entered his name and password, and the very simple page turned into a very simple chat room. After clicking a sub-item of war, John proudly said: "The Internet age has eliminated brokers, and the original employment It is difficult for Bing to receive business by himself, so he can only let the broker take one of them, which is different now, now we have the dark web, and there are too many tasks.”

Gao Guang pointed to the page and said: "Wow, there is a killer, wow, there is really everything on it, you go to the killer page and let me have a look, let me have a look!"

John's fingers didn't move, Gao Guang grabbed the mouse impatiently, clicked on the killer title, and then found that he couldn't click on it.

After clicking a few more times, Gao Guang suddenly said, "Is this website graded? Your grade... is the lowest?"

John's face immediately turned ugly, and said: "What is the lowest level, this is... this is an industry segment, do you know the importance of keeping secrets? Killers can't even click on our page."

This dark web is like a chat room, which is very old, but you can’t see how many people are online, and there are no avatars. There are only one topic. Look at the user names, and most of them are letters and numbers.

But John's username is different. His username is very high-profile, called Killing Machine.

John creates a topic with the title Los Angeles Hiring.

The Los Angeles area is urgently recruiting, with a daily salary of [-] cash, security tasks, requirements: legal identity, bring legal equipment, must be retired from the special forces, if you are interested, please send a private message, and it will only be filled.

The content is also very simple. After clicking send, John lost the mouse, leaned forward, and said with a proud face: "Wait, within ten minutes, you are waiting to pick someone, not from the special forces." Don't, don't have a bad attitude, don't be cannon fodder, don't have too many problems, don't be troublesome, don't... Xie Te! What happened!"

John, who was saying no, suddenly jumped up from his chair. He looked at the computer and said in extreme surprise, "The post has been blocked? What do you mean!"

There is only one line of red letters on the computer page, which is against the rules.

John was in a hurry to operate, he clicked on the word violation, and then a new line of content jumped out below.

"Publishing information in violation of regulations."

John roared angrily: "Publishing information in violation of the regulations? Nonsense, where did I violate the regulations, what's wrong with this dark web, why..."

Gao Guang felt a little horrified, because he found that John didn't type, he just shouted a few words, but the words that appeared on the computer seemed to be answering his question.

"Real place name information appears."

John was stunned for a moment, and then he said angrily: "What should I do if I don't mention the place name in the recruitment advertisement? Is this idiot website stupid?"

Another line of font appeared on the computer, occupying more than half of the screen, the kind that did not appear according to the speaking norms.

"I don't know what darknet is on the code language, are you a rookie? No, you are an idiot, and the idiot will be sealed forever!"

The answer on the computer answered John's question unmistakably, and then, the handwriting disappeared, and the dark net disappeared.

John was dumbfounded, and Gao Guang said cautiously from the side: "The dark net seems to be mocking you, uh, the people from the dark net are mocking you, wait a minute, our computer is controlled by someone, right?"

John said in a daze: "Fake, my account, I bought it for a thousand dollars!"

Gao Guang sighed, and said helplessly, "Are you really a rookie? Well, then do you know what to do next..."

(End of this chapter)