I will practice more in the United States

Chapter 214: Preparation in place, danger approaching
Li Ang opened the box and roughly checked the condition of the equipment inside. He only needed to take the guns in his hands and weigh them to know if there were any problems. In fact, there was no need to look closely because everything inside was brand new.

Two of the sniper rifles are still in an unassembled state, mainly for easy carrying.

There are six guns in total, including a few stun grenades and a large number of bullets. The weight of the entire box is more than 100 kilograms, which is much larger than an ordinary suitcase.

Li Ang did not ask the price and directly paid 50,000 US dollars to the owner of the shooting range. According to the market price, these things would definitely not cost so much money, but this was an informal channel after all, so the extra money could be regarded as hard work fee.

Little did he know that when the owner of the shooting range calculated the prices of these weapons and equipment, plus what the young man had spent in the past few days, the total amount was nearly 50,000 yuan. The speed of calculating the account and his grasp of the prices of black market weapons immediately strengthened the owner's judgment of this young man.

Even if he is not a professional killer, there must be a master who is a professional killer behind him.

He took the weapons to the shooting range and test-fired each gun.

This can also be considered as a way to familiarize yourself with your weapons in advance and get a feel for these guns. Otherwise, there will be no such good place to practice when you take them home.

Seeing Li Ang preparing to assemble the two sniper rifles, the shooting coach nearby also came over. He was really bored following Li Ang these days. The other person's shooting skills were more than one level better than his, which left him no room for teaching.

Seeing him assembling a gun now, the coach's eyes suddenly lit up, this was his strong point. He was also a gun enthusiast and was very familiar with the structure of these guns. He originally wanted to be a free mercenary, but unfortunately, due to his poor physical fitness, he failed the application. Forced by reality, he could only stay in this small place and be a shooting coach.

"Do you need my help?"

"Of course, that's great."

Of course, it will be more efficient if two people assemble together.

A thin coach who had just finished serving a client came over and couldn't help but joked:

"Jace, are you competing with him in the speed of assembling a gun? You are so shameless, a man in his thirties, bullying a child."

"I was just trying to help you, okay? Also, when you can assemble a gun faster than me, come and laugh at me."

After hearing what Jace said, the thin coach had nothing to refute for a moment. After all, his speed in assembling a gun was indeed unique in this shooting range.

But he knew Jace very well, and he was not the kind of person who was willing to help others, except when he met a beautiful woman.

After arguing with his colleague, Jace continued to assemble the guns.

"In fact, there are many skills in assembling a sniper rifle, and it is very particular. This is mainly because the sniper rifle has very high requirements for precision. If there is a problem during the assembly process, it will be difficult to correct it in the later adjustment."

While he was assembling the parts skillfully, he was also explaining the key points to Leon in a chattering manner.

"This is a process of practice makes perfect. Don't rush. When you are very familiar with your weapon, you can pursue the speed of disassembly and assembly."

Although Jace didn't look at Leon, he knew from the sound that Leon was in a hurry to install the system.

But what he didn't know was that his colleagues standing beside him were already dumbfounded.

When he was halfway through installing, he suddenly heard Li Ang stop moving. He was delighted. Was there really a problem?

The shooting coach turned his gaze to Li Ang, intending to give him some guidance, but he only saw that Li Ang had already picked up a complete sniper rifle.

He immediately shut his mouth and decided not to say anything else.

The thin coach wanted to laugh at Jayce, but then he remembered that his speed in assembling the gun seemed to be even slower, and he couldn't laugh anymore.

In fact, after Leon's [Shooting] was upgraded to the Grandmaster level, the ability he gained was not only improved shooting accuracy, but also all the knowledge related to firearms, not only disassembly, assembly, and debugging, which had been perfectly mastered in his mind.

Coupled with his amazing hand dexterity and limb control ability, assembling these parts is like a piece of cake.

He brought his gun to the sniper shooting range, selected a target, and began debugging.

The debugging of sniper rifles must be done in advance. Therefore, in the movies, those killers carrying sniper rifle boxes and preparing to shoot once they are assembled are basically artistic elements.

The two shooting coaches also found that when they put aside their coaching attitude and watched Li Ang's operations carefully, they could learn a lot of useful things.

After Li Ang finished debugging the two sniper rifles, the two coaches were eager to pay Li Ang some tuition fees.

When he was packing up to leave, the two coaches were particularly enthusiastic. One offered to help him pack and the other offered to help him carry.

To be honest, the thin coach regretted choosing to carry the box. He didn't notice at first that the box was so heavy, which resulted in him failing to lift it the first time.

Finally, he had no choice but to use both hands, his face flushed, and he finally managed to move the box from the room to the door. Finally, he had to swallow his pride and let his colleague help him carry it.

Li Ang came out of the bathroom and saw the two coaches looking like they had put in a lot of effort. He said a little embarrassedly:

"Thank you for your help, just give it to me."

Li Ang came to his car, took the box from the two men, easily lifted the box weighing more than 100 pounds with one hand, and put it on the passenger seat.

"I will commend your professionalism to your boss."

Li Ang uttered a few words, then stepped on the accelerator and drove straight to his home, leaving the two coaches standing there stupidly.

Every boy, when he was a child, had an idea of ​​turning his home into a secret base. Since it was a base, how could it work without weapons?

Although he is not legally qualified to own a gun, it is almost impossible for the police here to come to his home to check. Even if he carries a gun with him, no one will check him on the road. This is why it is necessary to have a good relationship with the local police station.

Unless you have to shoot, there is no risk of exposure at all. To put it another way, if the time really comes when you need to shoot, illegal possession of a gun is nothing.

Taking a step back, he has connections in the court, the procuratorate, and the government. In his own little piece of land, Li Ang really has nothing to worry about.

"Where did you go on the afternoon of November 11th?" In a moving commercial vehicle, a man wearing a hood was asking a middle-aged man who had just been abducted into the vehicle.

"Hey, you have no right to know this, this is my privacy! You have violated my personal freedom, I will definitely sue you in court."

Listening to the middle-aged man who was kneeling in the carriage and seemed not to understand the situation and was loudly questioning him, the man with the hood was too lazy to say anything and just hit him with the butt of the rifle.

"You'd better understand the situation. We are not the police. Mr. Ram, who lives at 75 Edward Street, you'd better answer my questions seriously if you still care about your daughter who is studying in Class 302 of St. Martin's Primary School."

The tone of the man in the hood was very gentle, but it made the middle-aged man kneeling in the car break out in a cold sweat, because every piece of information he said was accurate.

"Let me think about it. Please don't hurt my family. Let me think about it. I was just going to work that day, buying groceries and going home. It was just like any other day. There is really nothing to recall."

The middle-aged man's voice was filled with tears, and he was obviously very scared.

"No, no, you must have forgotten something. Why did you spend twenty minutes longer than usual on the road that day?"

The man in the hood directly opened the safety of the pistol and put the gun tip against his forehead.

"No, don't shoot. I'm sure I can remember it. That day, I met a woman on the way. She asked me to give her a ride. In return, she gave me a blowjob. So it took some time."

The middle-aged man's voice became lower and lower as he spoke, and it was obvious that this was not a glorious thing.

However, the masked man ignored him and looked at the other person sitting in the back row and asked:
"What are the data results? Did he lie?"

"No, he is telling the truth. He can be downgraded to a secondary target."

The hooded man nodded and turned to warn:

"You will forget about this, right? Think about your family. All your information is in our hands."

After saying that, he directly drove the middle-aged man out of the car.

"The scope is getting smaller and smaller. Let me see who the next target is. Oh, he's Chinese. It seems there are more than one. This person's identity seems to be unusual! We have no way to retrieve his information from the database."

"This person is highly suspicious. He passed this section of road three times in a short period of time, and once twice in one day. He even rented a pickup truck."

"But this person may be difficult to investigate. He may be an insider of the system."

"That's why he's a big suspect, isn't it? Or do you think an ordinary person could take that thing away?"

"That's true. I have a feeling that our arduous investigation journey is about to end."

The day after the weapons arrived, Leon's protective equipment also arrived. This set of clothes was much more expensive than any luxury item. It took four people just to transport it.

After receiving the goods, Li Ang tried them on immediately.

This whole set of clothes fits very well and is also adjustable, which means that even if Li Ang is fatter or thinner, he can still wear it.

The overall style is grayish black with camouflage, but the color is not that dark, because in fact, even in the dark, pure black objects are still quite conspicuous in the environment, so the ones that are more inclined to the ambient color have the strongest camouflage ability.

I have to say that this set of equipment looks quite handsome. If I have to describe it, it is somewhat like the equipment of special forces ten years later.

Although this set of equipment has been made of lightweight materials as much as possible, in order to provide adequate protection, the weight of the entire set of equipment still exceeds 20 kilograms, and this is without adding too many other accessories.

For ordinary people, wearing clothes weighing more than 40 kilograms will make it impossible to carry out normal activities. Even if you can withstand a few bullets, you will still be used as a living target if you don’t move fast enough.

But this amount of weight didn't have much effect on Li Ang at all. He put on the whole set of equipment, moved around a few times casually, and felt that his exercise efficiency was higher.

Then he tested his short-distance running, shuttle running, long-distance running, and jumping abilities, and found almost no effects. For example, in the 100-meter test, he could run within nine seconds casually, and he could easily break world records for high jump and long jump with a weight.

The next thing to test is the protective capability, which is also the core of this set of equipment.

In order to make as little noise as possible, Leon went directly to the basement of his house, which was also where he stored his weapons.

He picked out the most common pistol on the market and shot himself in the abdomen without hesitation.

This is not about confidence in the equipment, but confidence in his own body. With his current body protection capabilities, he will not be hurt even if he takes off all his clothes and someone shoots himself.

The results of the shooting test were better than he had imagined. He had seen many people review the feelings of bulletproof vests, and although the bullets did not cause life-threatening injuries, the feeling was actually not pleasant.

But at this moment, he didn't feel any pain at all. To be honest, the damage caused by this bullet was not even as great as the damage caused to his eardrum by the sound of the gunshot.

There weren't too many marks left on the clothes, except for some scratches on the outermost layer of fibers, which were invisible unless you looked closely.

Then Li Ang shot himself in the heart and head respectively. Naturally, he had to test these key parts to feel more at ease.

The result was the same as he expected, he still felt nothing.

Judging from this performance, at least the larger caliber bullets from ordinary rifles will not cause much damage to himself.

Li Ang did not continue testing with the rifle, not because he was afraid of getting injured, but mainly because he was afraid of damaging his clothes.

Anyway, the protective performance advertised by the manufacturer is more than 2.5 times that of mainstream bulletproof vests on the market. Li Ang has no way to actually test this, but at present, it seems to be true.

According to this data, the protective power of Li Ang's skin and flesh is definitely not inferior to 1.5 bulletproof vests. In this way, he has the protective power equivalent to wearing four bulletproof vests, and his sense of security increases immediately.

He himself estimated that mainstream conventional weapons on the market would not be able to cause fatal damage to him, but using the M82A1 anti-material sniper rifle would be a different matter.

(End of this chapter)