Mixed in Australia to be a local tyrant

Chapter 356 Target Shooting Competition
On the way out, Alva walked ahead without speaking, and Zhuang Zihan and the others followed behind without speaking.

He just walked outside quietly and came to the front of the two straight nines.

"Ah, Zhijiu."

"I didn't expect to see Naoku here."

"..."

Zhuang Zihan and his comrades were very excited. Zhijiu had a deep memory for them. When they served in the army, they often drove it around.

But since retiring, I haven't seen Zhi Jiu again, and I didn't expect to see it in Australia today.

Zhuang Zihan asked: "Mr. Alva, do these two Zhijiu belong to Mr. Tang?"

Alva said: "Yes, to be precise, it belongs to the security company. Now the security company has five straight nines and seven or eight other types of micro-helicopters."

"So that's how it is." Zhuang Zihan and his comrades all showed a look of amazement. When they came, they knew that Tang Ming was rich, but they didn't expect that with so much money, Zhijiu could buy five Zhijiu, and the total sales volume of Zhijiu overseas was only a few Stand up!Tang Ming bought five Z-[-]s, which were regarded as Songfei's major overseas customers.

With the topic of Zhijiu, they chatted enthusiastically, not as unfamiliar as before.

After chatting for a while, Alva said: "Okay, gentlemen, let's go up, the boss is still waiting for you at the ranch."

They boarded two straight nines respectively, and Alva and another security guard drove the straight nines to the ranch.

More than an hour later, two straight nines landed on the security company's tarmac.

Coming down from Zhijiu, Zhuang Zihan and his comrades looked at the surrounding environment, and there was a Zhijiu and several much smaller micro-helicopters parked beside them.

The security company's base has a large area and various advanced training facilities. To build this training base, Tang Ming has invested hundreds of millions of Australian dollars.

When Alva took them to visit the base, Tang Ming rode over on a chestnut.

"boss."

"Mr. Tang."

Tang Ming walked in front of them, turned over and got off Li Zi, handed the reins to the security guard next to him, and said with a smile, "Xiao Zhuang, let me introduce you."

"Okay." Zhuang Zihan nodded and began to introduce Tang Ming.

"Mr. Tang, this is Li Bing. He was a soldier. He joined the Siberian Tigers at the age of 20. We have been comrades in arms for six years. We are very good snipers."

"This is Wang Lei, also from the Siberian Tigers, a few years younger than us, and retired the year before last."

"His name is Zhao Changxin, he is..."

"..."

Zhuang Zihan introduced sixteen comrades in arms to Tang Ming one by one. Some of them came from the Siberian Tigers, and some of them came from other special forces. They were all very capable and elite, but they were not very comfortable with themselves. In this society, life after retiring from the special forces is not very good, otherwise I would not come to Australia.

Tang Ming said: "Alva showed you around the base just now, then I'll take you to the arsenal to have a look, and you can choose the weapons you like."

Everyone was very excited when they heard the word arsenal.

Tang Ming led them into the house, came to Yishan's door, verified their fingerprints, and the door opened.

Only Tang Ming, Alva, Andy and Kelly can open the door of this arsenal, and no one else can open it.

The area of ​​the arsenal is not large, only more than ten square meters, but the walls are covered with wall cabinets, and guns are placed inside.

有AK-47、ACR、M16、M4A1、M82A1、97式等等，有各种步枪、手枪、狙击步枪、散弹枪等等，都是世界上非常优秀的枪支，足足有三四百支。

If he hadn’t opened a security company, he wouldn’t have been able to buy so many guns in Australia. Moreover, since he opened a security company, Tang Ming stopped buying guns. He would come here when his hands were itchy and pick out a gun for fun. .

Tang Ming said: "There are no bullets here. After you have chosen your favorite gun, ask Alva to fetch some bullets for you, and go outside to shoot a few shots."

They walked in with excitement and picked one after another.

Zhuang Zihan was a little greedy and asked, "Mr. Tang, can I pick a gun for fun?"

Tang Ming said generously: "Of course, you can choose."

"Thank you Mr. Tang." Zhuang Zihan walked in excitedly. He didn't expect to have such good benefits for sending his comrades over here. At the same time, he was a little moved and wanted to stay here, but thinking of Tang Feng's care for him, he suppressed this. idea.

It took a few minutes for them to choose their guns. Most of them chose domestic guns, such as Type 97, and a few chose foreign guns. They happily came out with their guns.

Alva took a few magazines for them respectively and came to the shooting range behind.

Tang Ming said: "Alva, call a few people over, let's compete."

"Boss, I'll call someone over right away." After Alva agreed, he took out the walkie-talkie and started calling.

Zhuang Zihan and the others understood what Tang Ming meant. They wanted to test their strength and see if they were qualified.

Although they haven't touched a gun for at least a year or two, they are still confident.

Zhuang Zihan said: "Mr. Tang, let's play a few games first to familiarize ourselves."

Tang Ming said: "No problem, let's go."

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Zhuang Zihan and the others walked over, aimed at the target, pulled the trigger, and there was a violent gunshot.

They each fired a few shots and then stopped. Although they only found a trace of feeling, they had no problem coping with the competition after waiting for a while.

"Hi boss."

"Boss, good day."

"..."

At this moment, the person called by Alva came over, asked Tang Ming if he was okay, stood beside Alva, looked at Zhuang Zihan and the others, and suddenly there was a tense atmosphere in the air.

Alva asked: "Boss, how do you compare?"

Tang Ming said: "Choose three people to come out and hit the 100-meter fixed target and the moving target. The team that hits the most rings will win."

Alva said: "Then twenty shots per person, ten shots at fixed targets, and ten shots at moving targets."

Tang Ming said: "Okay, that's it. You can choose your own people."

Alva randomly selected three people, and Zhuang Zihan also selected three people. Six of them stood in a row, each with a target in front of them.

"Let's start." After Tang Ming finished speaking, he picked up the binoculars and began to look.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

After they took aim, the gunshots rang out.

Tang Ming looked at the target, everyone hit the nine rings and ten rings, basically none below the eight rings, he felt very satisfied.

Soon, ten shots were fired, and the six of them put away their guns and waited to see the target.

Alva went over to check the target and shouted: "Dempsey one hundred rings."

"Oh, Dempsey, good job!"

"As expected of our sharpshooter, he didn't embarrass us."

"Come on, Dempsey, you are number one."

"..."

Hearing the number of rings, the security guards who were not on the stage cried out excitedly, and a smug look flashed in Dempsey's eyes.

(End of this chapter)