Planeswalker My Plane War

Chapter 104 Go to Target 4
The next morning, like yesterday, Thomas showed up at the hotel in a classic car on time.

After getting into the car, Zhang Chengcai asked, "Is this hotel safe?"

"Oh, the hotel is fine," because Thomas had already confirmed that Zhang Cheng had no plans to change places, so he simply told the truth and stopped trying to sell his hotel in the shooting range. "If something happens in this kind of place, it will drive the police crazy. No one dares to do this easily, but if it is far away from the hotel gate...it will be hard to say."

The meaningful tone in his speech made Zhang Cheng immediately think of the news that just happened.He just saw the news on the Internet in the morning that two gangs exchanged fire yesterday, and it is said that they killed three or two people.One of them was an innocent passerby.

If there is no other plan, Zhang Cheng's best choice at the moment is to leave this chaotic ghost place as soon as possible.

"It's okay, just get used to it, this is a free country." Thomas whistled.His eyes immediately set on the little bear in Zhang Cheng's arms. "What a beautiful dog, where did it come from?"

"I picked it up last night." Zhang Cheng said lightly.

"Dear friend, be careful, someone may be blackmailing you." Thomas reminded, and at the same time reached out to pet the little bear.The little bear has pure white and clean fur, and it is not a wild cat or dog at a glance (although it is indeed not a wild cat or dog).

"No, Zhang Cheng replied." Unsurprisingly, the little bear flinched, avoiding Thomas' touch.

The shooting range will be here soon. Unlike yesterday, today Thomas moved out all big guys.

Whether it's M4, M16, or AK series automatic rifles, of course there are submachine guns like MP5, there are more than a dozen kinds of automatic weapons here and there.In fact, these are okay, Thomas actually pulled out a machine gun... No, not one, but two.Thomas showed him the M249 light machine gun and the M2 heavy machine gun.

Although I knew beforehand that this is a country full of guns, but the light and heavy machine guns on the shooting range are too outrageous, right?Zhang Cheng had to ask questions.But Thomas replied lightly, "My place is a legal shooting range."

Of course, it is impossible for Zhang Cheng to really investigate whether it is legal or not to display machine guns in this place.In fact, he really wished for this situation.I just saw people using it on TV before, but now I finally have the opportunity to try it.

The gunshots this morning were nothing compared to yesterday's.Whether it was an automatic rifle, a submachine gun or a machine gun, the sound of this gunshot was like fried beans.It only takes a moment for the bullet casings to form a huge pile on the ground.It also made people truly see the terrifying power of the earthlings' weapons.

In fact, when Zhang Cheng single-handedly selected more than 100 lizardmen, he felt that it was the peak state of a fighter's combat power, and the legendary fighter was no more than that.But if he was carrying this kind of thing at that time, let alone bullying things like light and heavy machine guns, even if it was an ordinary automatic rifle, he felt that it would only take a cup of tea to defeat those lizardmen.

If it's a machine gun, those lizard people can live for 30 seconds, even if their ancestral graves are smoked.

From this point of view, the blessing of all the strength of a great spirit and the help of dozens of BUFFs are actually comparable to an automatic rifle.This is the difference between civilization and barbarism, and the difference between modern technology and Bronze Age technology.

Anyway, after a morning, Zhang Cheng enjoyed everything.Yesterday I could still feel the strong smell of gunpowder on my body, but today I really can't feel anything.

In order to truly experience the power of various weapons, they also chose a wooden stake in the wild (no one around the shooting range) as a target.Watching a burst of machine gun fire directly ravaged the wooden pile into a wooden stick.There is also a target made of reinforced concrete, which feels extremely solid to the touch, but is still full of holes in front of the bullets.In short, there are quite a lot of shooting items.Although the cost of this bullet is like running water, a few shuttles will cost tens of hundreds of knives, but Zhang Cheng does not feel regretful.As we all know, good marksmanship is fed by bullets. If you don’t practice today, you will practice tomorrow. If you really don’t practice at all, if you miss the target when you need it in the future, it will not be bullets but life that will be wasted.

"This is a firearm?" Little Bear watched Zhang Cheng's shooting training. "A weapon of this world?"

"Yes." Zhang Cheng replied.

A morning is over soon.With supposedly swollen shoulders and sore and tired arms, Zhang Cheng finally finished today's training.According to the original schedule, he had a short break after lunch, and he would learn how to maintain and maintain firearms in the afternoon.

The training was carried out in a large empty room. As soon as Zhang Cheng entered, he saw that the table was already covered with various gun parts.Although this room is big enough for ten people, but like other places, the only student here is Zhang Cheng.

Thomas came in with him.Thomas has promised (and promised in the advertisement) that the range will provide the best professional instructors.

"Where's the coach?" Zhang Chengcai felt at a loss after entering.

"I am," Thomas replied.

"Aren't you...a shooter?"

"Oh, I'm a shooting instructor, but can't I have some cum?" Thomas said with a hurt look on his face.

Zhang Cheng began to come to his senses slowly.It's been two full days...Thomas is responsible for picking up, collecting money, teaching shooting, fielding, and even ordering takeout for lunch...Is this place...only Thomas?
It doesn't seem like it looks so big, and the fee is really expensive.But these two days he really only saw Thomas alone.

"Don't look at me like this, I used to be a member of the Navy SEALs, and I was one of the best." Thomas came to the table and started to operate with very smooth movements. In less than ten seconds, he had already used The parts were assembled into a pistol. "How?" He held the pistol in a shooting posture.

Well... the matter has come to this point, Zhang Cheng has no other choice.As long as the coach is real and can teach him real things, that's fine.

Maintenance of firearms is actually very important for weapons, and it is also one of the most technical things in the use of modern firearms.I have to say that although I have doubts about the situation in the shooting range and feel that there is something wrong with this place, I have to admit that Thomas is an all-round coach.Zhang Cheng learned a lot.

He doesn't need to disassemble, oil and reassemble within a limited time like a real soldier, he just needs to be able to keep the firearm in good condition.

Xiaoxiong was on the side, watching Zhang Cheng disassemble and assemble again and again.

In fact, this matter is really not difficult.Because the basic structure of modern firearms is similar, its principles and methods can be said to know everything about it.It's pure handwork.One afternoon, after repeated teaching and practice, Zhang Cheng basically learned how to judge oil stains and gunpowder dross, how to clean the gun, how to oil it, how to install the silencer, how to install the flame arrester and so on.

"What shall we practice tomorrow?" Zhang Cheng asked when returning by car.

"Oh, if you're all right," Thomas said clearly. "Want something exciting?"

"What's exciting?"

Thomas didn't speak, and took out a leaflet from the side of the car.In this leaflet, the model inside is carrying an RPG on his shoulders, and is surrounded by anti-tank missiles. If Zhang Cheng is not mistaken, this is the famous TOW missile.

This is really stimulating.Of course, you don't need to ask, the price of this kind of thing is not at the same level as that of bullets.

"Okay!" Zhang Cheng immediately decided.Although he said that he didn't think he had the chance to get such a big killer in the United States, it was always right to learn first. The so-called shop would disappear after passing this village.Except for this kind of inexplicable place, where did he get the opportunity to learn RPG or anti-tank missiles?

"Is the shoulder okay?" Thomas asked with a smile on his face.

"No problem." Zhang Cheng's shoulder didn't feel good at all, which was caused by the recoil from shooting yesterday and today.He knew that if he took off his clothes and checked right now, he would undoubtedly see a bruise on his shoulder or worse.But he doesn't really care about that.

He picked out a card "Cure Slight Wounds" from his pocket.He's tried this stuff, and it's proven to work wonders for small cuts and bruises.And it turns out so.The shoulder that was originally on fire quickly felt a coolness, and the previous pain and burning quickly disappeared, as if the previous pain was an illusion.

Zhang Cheng reached into his clothes and touched them.Sure enough, there was no pain even to the touch.

The car stopped in front of the hotel.Zhang Cheng went in with the bear in his arms, but was blocked by a staff member. "Sir, pets are not allowed in here."

Zhang Cheng had no choice but to go out first, but suddenly remembered that he had basically mastered the basic knowledge of gun shooting, and now it seemed that he should take the next step.As for the RPG and the like, it was not in the original plan.It's good to learn it, and Zhang Cheng's original plan will not be affected if he doesn't learn it.

He stepped out of the hotel and walked forward, seeing that no one was paying attention to calling the little bear back.On the way, he noticed that there was a supermarket here.Zhang Cheng remembered that it was said that bullets could be bought in supermarkets here, but he didn't know if it was true.

Zhang Cheng really misses the portable translator in his other world, because he is not very qualified in the bird language here, even if he communicates with the shop owner, he must use the simultaneous translation software.Fortunately, the simultaneous translation software is already very good these days. Although his Niaoyu is not qualified, he has a little foundation.The cooperation between the two saved him at least not having to go out and bring an interpreter.

This is a not particularly big supermarket. In front of the counter is a fat middle-aged white man who doesn't know whether the boss is an employee (but he looks like a boss).I don't know if there are no customers at dusk at this time, or the business of this supermarket itself is light.In short, Zhang Cheng was the only guest.

It was really easy to find bullets, one box after another, and put them on the shelf in the supermarket...

"How much is this kind of bullet?" Zhang Cheng asked over there.

"Look at the price yourself!" The fat boss replied lazily.

Damn, sure enough there is a quotation next to the bullet.this price……

Zhang Cheng couldn't help cursing softly in his stomach.Profiteers are ruthless enough!Each gave me a price increase of [-] to [-] percent!

For the same bullet, Thomas directly raised the price by a large amount.Although Zhang Cheng knew that he should open such a large shooting range to make money, but this is too cruel, right?
You must know that this side in the supermarket is already the retail price.For example, a place like a shooting range can definitely get a wholesale price, or even an ex-factory price.Comparing the two, Thomas's bullets are simply half the cost and half the profit.Now Zhang Cheng finally understands why he is the only customer in this shooting range. He really deserves it, he is so ruthless, no wonder there are no customers!

He slandered for a long time, and simply swept out all the bullets on the shelf.The fat boss was taken aback when he took it out.There are thousands of bullets of various types here.After Zhang Cheng paid the money, the boss thoughtfully helped him get a box for him to carry, but when he brought the box from the side, he saw that Zhang Cheng had already stuffed the last box of ammunition into his carry-on bag.

"Where's the bullets?" The boss was surprised, all the bullets that were piled high on the side of the cabinet just now were gone.

"It's in the bag." Zhang Cheng motioned for his bag, then turned around and went out.The boss stared at the carry-on bag for a long time, then muttered softly, "Oriental magic?".Instead, focus on Zhang Cheng's payment.

However, the money is indeed real.So he soon stopped caring about the magic bag.

"Hey...hey...hey, friend." Zhang Cheng had just stepped out of the supermarket, and before he had taken two steps, someone approached him.It was a Caucasian man in his 30s, with a mischievous look, and he didn't look like a good person.

As I said before, this is a downtown area, and the hotel is not far from the edge.It was still daytime at this time, and pedestrians could be seen everywhere, even if it was robbery, they probably wouldn't choose this location.So Zhang Cheng is not nervous.

"Dear Asian friend," said the man with a flattering smile. "Interested in buying a little collectible?"

"Collection?" Zhang Cheng asked.Relying on the simultaneous translation software on his mobile phone, he can barely communicate with the other party.

The man pulled off his clothes lightly.His coat seemed to be just a loose jacket, but when he opened it, all kinds of guns were hung on the sides.There are at least six pistols of various types hanging on one side, and two long guns hanging on the other side, one of which is actually a certain model of automatic rifle that Zhang Cheng has just practiced.

Zhang Cheng reached into his pocket.Before coming here, he had already considered this possibility, so he prepared all the necessary cards with him.

"Men would like this kind of thing, wouldn't they?" The man smiled a businessman. "I'm not a gun shop here, there are no complicated procedures, and the price is cheap."

"Is the stuff... the quality okay?"

"Of course no problem, you can come and take a closer look." The gun dealer said.

Zhang Cheng looked around and made sure there was no suspicious person around, so he followed.

(End of this chapter)