The first thousand one hundred and seventy-five chapters
Wan Lin and others understood at once that now they were the targets of the enemy's revenge. Once they were not here, some people with bad intentions might come to this place. Although the old man has peerless martial arts, he is by his side.
It is indeed a good idea to have a portable weapon.
Besides, the two little girls are here to learn from grandpa and professor Chang. The two little guys are the reserve forces that the national security system focuses on cultivating. Of course, they have to come into contact with guns from a young age and gradually learn how to use guns. This is also Wang Molin's painstaking efforts.
Wan Lin and others nodded thoughtfully.
Wang Molin then looked at Professor Chang and said, "Old Chang, are you a master of guns? When you have nothing to do, you teach the elderly to play with your two children?"
Professor Chang laughed: "Haha, that's fine. By the way, it's not peaceful now, and you didn't think about bringing me a guy?" As he said that, he greedily reached out to take the gun from Yingying's hand and quickly
The ground pulled out his hand from the cover and took a look, and then said: "The Czech Cz83 type hand qiang, with a total length of 172 mm, a barrel length of 97 mm, and when firing 765 mm bullets, the empty gun weighs 075 kilograms. It uses 10 double rows of bullets
The cartridge supply mechanism has an effective range of 50 meters".
He casually told the model and main performance of the hand qiang as he knew it, which surprised Wan Lin and others. Unexpectedly, Professor Chang had such high attainments in guns.
Wang Molin looked at Wan Lin and the others in surprise and laughed: "Haha, don't think that only the soldiers of your field troops know guns, and the people in our national security system are not vague. When Professor Chang was young, that was our system.
A handful of gods and soldiers”.
At this moment, Professor Chang pushed the bullet with a "slam" in his left hand, suddenly stood up and turned around, aiming the muzzle at the back ridge, and said softly with a "bang" in his mouth.
Wan Lin and others nodded in admiration. They didn't have to look at it anymore. A squirrel animal had just run over the spine. Such a slight sound was actually captured by an old professor over 60 years old.
He arrived and made a quick shooting move, which shows that the old professor is really a master of gun playing.
Wang Molin nodded admiringly, looking at Professor Chang and continued, "Haha, it seems that you are not old! Don't worry, I will naturally not forget you, the old guy, you are responsible for teaching the two children.
When using guns, you will naturally have to bring you a guy. This time I brought you an AK47 assault rifle and an M9 hand qiang. Let Meng'er give you the bullets to you. As long as you can bring these two small ones for me, I will go back and let Meng'er give you it.
Guy, just make the bullets hard, everyone laughed when they heard this.
Wang Molin didn't say anything about paying attention to safety. Professor Chang is an old Guoan soldier, so he naturally knows the management regulations of guns and will not cause any accidents between the two children.
Professor Chang also brought him a great joy to the gun when he heard it. His eyes suddenly emitted light and said happily: "Hahaha, I haven't played with these guys for many years. This time, some of them are playing with them." "Hahahahahahaha
"A laughter sounded in the yard, and Wang Molin raised his hand and pointed at him and said, "How old are you, you are still thinking about playing!"
He then turned his head to look at the old man and said seriously: "I only have one request. The gun can be used in the mountains, but it must not be taken out of the mountains." The old man smiled and nodded: "That's natural, I, a mountain villager, can also go out.
There is no need for this thing. Okay, then I, the old antique, will accept this gift and play with you modern things, hahahahahahaha”, and took over the hand handed over by Professor Chang.
Everyone knows in their hearts that the old man does not need these modern things in his kung fu. The old man can hit several targets a hundred meters away by grabbing a handful of stones. The effective range of this leader is only fifty meters, so he can't even hit several targets.
It is better to use the stones thrown by the old man. Wang Molin mainly wants the two children to learn how to use guns as soon as possible.
Everyone talked about guns for a while. Wang Molin turned his head to look at the trousers legs of Wan Lin and the others, and asked, "We have been here for a long time. Where have you just gone? Why are your trousers still wet?"
Wan Lin replied with a smile: "We followed our grandpa around the swamps! The swamps?" Yingying and Wen Meng looked at Wan Lin in surprise, "Yes, we just experienced it there today.
A life-and-death battle!" Lingling rushed to say.
Wang Molin and Wen Meng and others immediately changed their faces and turned their eyes to Lingling. Wan Lin quickly waved his hand and said, "It's okay, that swamp is too dangerous, Lingling, tell Deputy Director Wang about ours.
Adventure?"
Lingling agreed crisply and told the thrilling scene in the swamp vividly. Wen Meng and Wu Xueying's faces changed color when they heard it. They had been here several times, but they didn't know that there was such a dangerous swamp nearby.
When they heard that several senior brothers and sisters were entering and leaving in such a dangerous swamp, they all sighed in their hearts that the gap between them was too big.
After listening to Lingling's words, Wang Molin looked at Wan Lin thoughtfully. He knew that Wan Lin and his men would not go to such a dangerous place for no reason. Something must be happening!
Wan Lin turned his head and saw Wang Molin's exploring gaze, quickly waved his hand and glanced at the two children. Wang Molin nodded, knowing that he didn't want the two children to know the situation. He then smiled and looked up at Wen Meng and Ying
Ying said, "Don't sit down, and you won't take out the delicious and delicious things you brought to comfort your instructors."
"Yes, yes, yes," Wen Meng and the others quickly stood up and ran into the house, followed the big bags of small bags to raise a bunch of food. Lingling and Xiaoya also quickly stood up to move the table, put on chairs, and ran into the kitchen to help the work.
Shanshan's mother serves the dishes and serves the meal.
Wan Lin got up and took out a few more pine branches from the kitchen, inserted them around the courtyard and lit them. Cheng Ru and others had already moved out of the house and placed them in the center of the courtyard. Wan Lin looked around with bright eyes.
Cheng Ru, Dali and Zhang Wa put up tables and chairs and walked over to look at Wan Lin. Zhang Wa asked in a low voice: "It's not peaceful now, let's go around to watch?"
Wan Lin turned his head and saw Lingling walking out of the room with an earplug on her ear. He knew that Lingling had already put on a single radio station and could receive reports on the secret service camp at any time. He waved his hands to Zhang Wa and the others, and whispered:
"It's okay, there are soldiers from the secret service camp around to watch. Everyone is too tired today. Let's welcome Deputy Director Wang and the others down-to-earth." As he said that, he led a few people to the table in the yard.
At this time, Deputy Director Wang, Grandpa, and Professor Chang were already sitting next to the table. Xiaoya and the girls were busy serving food on the table. Grandpa saw that Xiaoya and the others were finished, and greeted Wan Lin and Xiaoya with a smile.