Sure enough, when Fu Ming entered the school the next day, he was caught by his head teacher, pulled into the office and scolded severely. It was just a scolding, but it was just two people talking non-stop. Fu Ming didn't care about this.
I was very fond of the chubby and cute class teacher, but I still felt very guilty. Because I had been absent from class for a long time, the class teacher was also under a lot of pressure. Time flew by and it was noon. The morning class made Fu Ming sleep for a while.
It's time to get energetic.
After returning to the villa from the Zhongnanhai underground command room last night, she only ate a little. Zeng Xiaoting waited until Fu tomorrow night to go home before going to bed. She was exhausted from the busy night.
Fu Ming checked the afternoon class schedule. There was only one class. Of course, this class was still used for sleeping. Last night, he made an appointment with Zeng Xiaoting and Lin Jianping to go to the scrap warehouse they bought some time ago. The warehouse is very big.
, Fu Ming renovated it, and there were not many people nearby. It was next to the highway, and it was almost a deserted place.
Fu Ming didn't bother to listen to the English class at all. The teacher on the podium stared at Fu Ming for more than forty minutes and ignored him. In the classroom of Teito University, not many students were sleeping. Fu Ming slept until the end of get out of class. Ken wiped his saliva and got up.
Next to him, Zeng Xiaoting was packing up her laptop with an embarrassed look on her face. "You don't pay attention to the impact. Do you still look like a student?"
"Hurry up and pack up and leave. Xiaojian didn't come to class in the afternoon!" Fu Ming shook his groggy head. He had made up for the sleep he had missed in the past few days. It seemed that he didn't need to leave China during this period.
I can go to school with peace of mind for a few days and deal with company matters. Without cat's help, these things will become very troublesome.
Lin Jianping skipped the afternoon class. Anyway, his father was Lin Mao, the CEO of Qianli Group. Most of the teachers knew about it and didn't bother to care about him. At this time, Lin Jianping was still in the office of the President's Assistant in Fu's Building.
Busy. The Chinese military has also delivered the design drawings and physical form of the Xiaolong fighter jet to the company's experimental site in Xinjiang as agreed. As for how far the research can be carried out and whether the transformation goes smoothly, it depends on Han Yu and Harik.
It's Lauder's. Fu Ming has great confidence in these two people.
"Are you going now? What did you buy that place for?" Zeng Xiaoting and Fu Ming left the school and came to the parking lot not far away. In order not to attract attention, Fu Ming could only park the car near the school.
In the parking lot of a large supermarket, the shiny Hongqi car was of course bulletproofed. Some useless things were removed to increase speed and maneuverability. The 20mm bulletproof steel plate can resist rifle fire at close range.
Fu Ming threw his schoolbag on the back seat, got into the car and started the car. "A weapons testing site, of course, is also a training ground. The security forces always hold back in the villa, which is not their temper. They used to be in small towns.
At that time, there was such a place. After arriving in the Imperial Capital, I wanted to build it again, but unfortunately I never found a suitable place."
"Weapons testing site? In the imperial capital of China?" Zeng Xiaoting smacked her lips after hearing this, "Do you think your life is long?"
"Anyway...you will know when you go there. The safety and concealment are relatively good. Cat personally selected the place and started the renovation. I believe in her vision." Fu Ming smiled and took out his mobile phone.
Send a text message to Lin Jianping and ask him to wait at the company gate.
After a while, the vehicle arrived at the company's headquarters. When Lin Jianping saw that it was Fu Ming's Hongqi vehicle, he immediately got in, his face full of excitement.
"Fu Ming, can you see the Suzaku class?"
"Suzaku class?" Fu Ming was stunned for a moment, "If I really put the Suzaku class in the imperial capital, my life would be too long. If you really want to see it, you can go to Xinjiang." Fu Ming turned around and smiled, "But you
You can still touch the real thing."
Lin Jianping nodded, the look of anticipation on his face not diminishing at all.
The more than 40-minute drive made Lin Jianping impatient. Fu Ming did not take the highway. The training ground was built next to the highway, and there was no exit on the highway. As soon as the car stopped outside the training ground, Lin Jianping jumped out of the car.
, looking at the abandoned warehouse in front of him, he was puzzled. "Is this a shabby place? What changes have been made? It's quite big."
Fu Ming parked the car, pulled Zeng Xiaoting out of the car, and glanced at Lin Jianping, "If it could be seen from the outside that this was a training ground, I would have been caught long ago." Although he has connections with the General Staff and the National Security Bureau, but
This kind of blatant behavior will definitely arouse public dissatisfaction. For the sake of national stability, the Chinese government has often done this kind of thing at the expense of individual partners.
"You'll know when you go in. The security force members should all be here." Fu Ming smiled. In the morning, this group of people rushed here, including Mo Bing, who was not seriously injured, and Cat.
With little Cariana taking care of her, it’s not a problem to go home and cook at noon and evening.
As soon as the three people stepped through the door and entered the hall, they heard the crackling sound of gunfire coming from the room next to them, and the crisp sound of bullet casings falling to the ground echoed throughout the hall. "It was a great time." Fu Ming
He smiled and opened the door.
Xu Cheng and Song Jiahao were both sitting on chairs drinking tea. Mo Bing and Huan Huan wore earplugs and were sweating profusely arranging the rifles in their hands, while Jack Davis was under the guidance of Wayne Blade.
, disassemble the fn57 pistol in hand.
While in the lobby, Lin Jianping noticed that the entire training ground was covered with soft materials. When he was just outside the gate, there was clearly shooting going on inside, but no sound was heard at all.
"This is..." Lin Jianping looked at the rifles in the hands of Mo Bing and Huan Huan. "Masada, a standard assault rifle barrel?"
"5.56mm caliber, NATO standard ammunition. I prefer the 7.62mm Russian caliber...the latest American ACR plan battle rifle." Fu Ming chuckled. These new equipment cost him a lot of money. Bullets
It's still very expensive. "Today's rifles all use plastic magazines and have no feel at all." Fu Ming turned his head and said to Mo Bing and Huan Huan, "You go on, I'll show you around.
"
Lin Jianping's eyes were still lingering on the Masada rifle, and he was reluctantly pulled aside by Fu Ming. Fu Ming looked around. Although he had just arrived in this place, the specific layout was seen on the design drawing.
Go through a room and find the weapons cache.
After opening the door, Lin Jianping's eyes widened, and Zeng Xiaoting standing next to her was also full of surprise. "No wonder you are an arms dealer. If I hadn't seen these weapons, I would have thought you were a law-abiding businessman!"
"M110, awp, 85 sniper rifle, 88 sniper rifle, qbu09, 12.7mm caliber. Replace it with armor-piercing high-explosive ammunition, which can hit tanks!" Fu Ming pointed to the top row of weapons hanging on the wall. As for the ones below
Most of the items were rifles and submachine guns. Shotguns and pistols were hung on the other wall. The machine guns were too heavy and were placed directly on top of the ammunition boxes piled on the ground.
"Want to practice shooting?" Fu Ming took down an XM8 from the wall and looked at Lin Jianping, "Take what you want."
"qbu09, my dream is to be a sniper. It's a pity that my father forced me to go to college, otherwise I would have joined the army long ago!" Lin Jianping stepped on the ladder and took down the sniper rifle from the height. There was no sign on the rifle.
Magazine, he looked at Fu Ming.
Fu Ming smiled, "You just inherited your father's businessman mentality. It would be a pity to be a soldier. If you could stay in Fu's Trading and Transportation Company, you would often encounter weapons. Not only would you have to beat people, but you would also have to be beaten.
"It's normal to practice marksmanship." He pointed to an ammunition box. "The magazines are all in here. Xiaoting, don't you want some?"
Zeng Xiaoting quickly shook her head, her long hair suddenly swaying, "I'm not that violent, the voice was too loud."
Fu Ming took three sound isolators like headphones and gave them to two people.
The three people took out their weapons and returned to the shooting range. The entire shooting range was five hundred meters deep. All the compartments in the warehouse were demolished, leaving only the load-bearing walls. In order to allow the shooting range to reach the maximum distance, the cat spent a lot of time
A lot of thought. Every fifty meters, there is a row of targets. The movement and bounce of the targets can be directly controlled through the electronic console next to the shooting platform.
Mo Bing and Huan Huan were sweating profusely, especially Mo Bing, who had just been injured. Standing for a long time and shooting had made his leg wound painful again. Jack Davis was also sweating, disassembling and assembling the firearm.
It made him feel very troublesome.
Fu Ming's purpose of building the training ground is very clear. Xu Cheng and the others have all served as soldiers. If they do not shoot during the period when there are no overseas military operations, the practiced tactical movements will degrade, not to mention Mo Bing and Jack.
This is half-baked. As killers, Mo Bing and Huan Huan rarely participate in large-scale battles. Their understanding of firearms is only pistols and some rifles. Although shooting is no problem, they will not repair the gun if it breaks. In an emergency
The incident cannot be handled urgently. For them, this kind of tactical training is still necessary.
Not to mention Jack, who is an Médecins Sans Frontières himself. Before joining Fu's Trading and Transportation Company, he practiced medicine in Africa and even the Middle East. Most of them only had an old revolver. After joining the company's security force, time has passed.
With limited time, I slowly learned to use the rifle under the guidance of other members.
Fu Ming skillfully inserted the magazine and pressed a button next to the shooting hole. The target a hundred meters away instantly bounced up. After putting on the sound isolator, he loaded the bullet.
Seeing this posture, Zeng Xiaoting also quickly put on the sound isolator and looked at Fu Ming intently. She found that Fu Ming was much more serious than usual in the shooting action, and for a moment he was stunned.
Fu Ming aimed at the target a hundred meters away and pulled the trigger decisively. A string of 5.56mm caliber bullets roared out. Fu Ming did not use burst fire, but directly fired horizontally within the shooting hole, even though the distance was a hundred meters away.
meters, there is still the sound of crackling metal collision, and the golden shells continue to spray out from the bullet discharge hole. The xm8 assault rifle uses a plastic shell. The gun body is light. Although it is easy to break, its maneuverability and accuracy are very good.
, some special forces of the U.S. military are equipped with this rifle. The 1.5x optical sight makes the gun owner very comfortable and will not have any impact on the field of vision.
After thirty bullets were discharged in one breath, Fu Ming took off the sound isolator and looked at the screen next to the shooting hole. Among the ten targets, the first eight targets had two or three bullet holes. When it came to the last two targets,
, respectively, only one bullet grazed the edge of the target before knocking it down.
"Fu Ming... No wonder your marksmanship was so good during military training!" Lin Jianping struggled to hold up the qbu09 sniper rifle. This gun was still very heavy.
"Boss, you've been lazy recently. Your horizontal sweep aiming speed has been much slower. The two at the back are just trying their luck. If you encounter someone who can move, you won't be able to kill them." Xu Cheng also walked up to Fu Ming and looked at him.
Looking at the screen, he then picked up the acr "Masada" placed on the table.
"Try to see what this so-called advanced combat rifle is." Xu Cheng chuckled.