In the luxurious bathroom with Hermes marked everywhere, Ye Mingjing skillfully used a curling rod to heat up Buck's thick wig and curled it a little, and said that this was what Fang Lingying told her.

Dark skin and thick hair, it looks like a common appearance feature of South Asians. When I finally parked my car at the designated location of the Abu Dhabi International Defense Exhibition, I was already dressed as a successful person in suits and ties. Chen Lei's hair was a little white, but he was wearing toad sunglasses like Buck. His dark and thin appearance looked more like a gangster if he added a thick gold chain, rather than the iron-blooded military style revealed by tactical sunglasses. Magron and Vijay, who were wearing famous brand jackets, had tried their best to make themselves more formal, but their stingy expressions could not even be blocked by sunglasses.

After receiving the invitation letter from non-professional audiences that were helped by relevant parties, and after a strict security inspection, the four people walked into the dazzling venue everywhere.

As one of the three major military defense exhibitions in the world, the focus is on aircraft cannons, tanks and armored vehicles are the main booths, and missiles and rockets are far more protagonists than firearms. Moreover, the light weapons booths are basically for viewing. People come here to impress certain countries to purchase projects, and display weapons to showcase the national defense orders that cost tens of millions or hundreds of millions of dollars. They will not be able to see any fragmentary small business of mercenary companies.

But when Chen Lei followed Buck through large light weapons booths, he couldn't stop the itchy feeling.

He should be considered the top expert in using rifles on this planet. Whether or not he has been baptized in actual combat, the gun is definitely of different meaning from others in his hands. It is empty talk to him that the realm of man and gun unity is nothing to him. He has to have a fanatical love for guns and countless hardships to be qualified for international skills competitions many times. However, unlike Lao Lei who won the championship and even the title of King of Kings, the rifleman rarely becomes the protagonist in such a game. Perhaps because

Rifles in various troops are too common, and they really don’t have the shocking feeling of snipers’ skills that are beyond the entire field to win the first ranks. Unlike snipers who use foreign sniper rifles in competitions, rifles usually use their own standard weapons, and some accuracy or skill levels are at a disadvantage, because no matter how much domestic standard rifles are changed, some essential things are not as good as the bloodline of several world famous guns, not to mention the finest and fine weapon processing technology advantages of Europe, America and other countries.

So Chen Lei has never been very conspicuous. Although he has practiced all kinds of foreign guns in the army, Guan Yunchang was still the only one who had to get the Qinglong Yanyue Sword. He is now so hungry.

Buck didn't allow him to go to the booth to play. The reason is very simple: "I have participated in such defense exhibitions in Europe several times. Your face is easy to be regarded as a Chinese country when you go. These large companies have a very serious mentality in defense, so you don't have to make it boring. It's boring to check your Malaysian identity over and over again." So they can't even get along with the huge China exhibition group area.

Vijay and Magron were like cheerful shepherds, rushing around the crowd and touching almost every booth, especially Magron, who has brought sixty or seventy companions out of the mountain one after another. After training with the guys with the golden eagle and blue shield, their violent identity with the guns became stronger, and they couldn't put them down everywhere. Who said that the guns on the platform were made like works of art? Vijay was just watching the excitement and habitually understood the market prices, which made others think they were officials from a small Southeast Asian country, and their attitude was quite good.

Walking through those dazzling large booths, Buck took Chen Lei and gradually approached some small exhibition rooms on the edge. This is the norm in any kind of exhibition. There are always only a few big brands occupying the center. But in fact, there are still a large number of small companies and small workshops that can only rent 3*3 meters of white small exhibition rooms. Big-name companies have various booths, lights and even beautiful models, they hang a spray-painted cloth, then hang products on a barbed wire mesh, and sit there quietly waiting for customers. Many such small companies pay high exhibition fees and go to the distant and expensive UAE, and often only have one or two staff members. Of course, their psychology towards customers is different.

Buck specifically looked for a shabby small company, which made him unexpectedly think of the Blue Shield when he was poor and he dared to take on any disgusting business.

Chen Lei was finally allowed to touch the gun, and he was almost crying!

As a result, Buck thought that the complex process of selecting firearms became extremely easy and simple after taking Chen Lei. After all, Buck was still a military doctor and knew all kinds of medical kits more well than guns. At Chen Lei's level, he basically picked them up and gestured.

Maybe it's really like when Mr. Guan Er picked up a knife, he just had to dance two times to understand the importance and urgency. Chen Lei held these exquisitely made rifles, sniper rifles or pistols, and made a move. His movements were not surprising, nor did he have the momentum or rapidity of elite soldiers in the hundred battles. He just put it down so casually and shook his head slightly at Buck, which means that the gun could not catch his eye!

When the exhibition was being switched between the exhibitions, Buck also asked curiously, and Chen Lei scratched his head: "I can't say it either, but a good gun should be comfortable at least. When aiming, the whole body can be integrated into it. It feels very smooth. A good standard rifle should be able to adapt to most people. I have used many types of guns, and all famous guns have this characteristic. I don't recommend those customized high-end guns, which are targeted individually or are good to use, but for most people, the most important thing is to use it. Too fine is not necessarily a good thing. Many of these small factories are working on details, which is a bit too much."

It sounds a bit like a philosophy of life, and Buck almost applauds.

Vijay and Magron, who were afraid of getting lost, followed behind him, and could not understand the English language at all.

Even in order to avoid the eyes and ears, the two of them still spoke softly, but the small compartment was a small compartment with only a thin plate of several millimeters in the middle. By the last sentence, they had already walked to the next exhibition room, and suddenly they continued their voices very lightly: "Yes! That's the reason!"

A tall European was wearing a green military uniform, wearing a tactical vest outside, and a rifle was hanging on his chest and standing outside the exhibition room. Buck and Chen Lei were talking attentively, and their eyes were glancing at the guns on the shelves and the people around him. He really regarded this motionless guy as a model rack with many equipment outside the exhibition room, which was shocked.

The other party opened his hands and hugged Buck and Chen Lei's shoulders: "Dear friend! He said it very reasonably. Are you interested in coming in and sitting down and chatting?"

Then Buck looked at the other party's exhibition room carefully and found that most of the other party's shelves were hung with wooden-holder shotguns. They were basically not allowed to come in such companies that target civilian shotguns. Just as they were about to refuse with a smile, Chen Lei grabbed the rifle on the other party's chest and did not put on his shoulders. After weighing it, he signaled the other party to untie it.
Chapter completed!