Chapter Eight Shall I tell you that I took the shot?
That evening, when Mido put a lot of weapons in front of the frog, the frog was completely stunned. Where did the little girl get so many brand-new weapons?
The smell of gun oil is simply incredible.
"The weapons are all here, are you sure someone knows how to use them?" Mido looked at the weapons he brought on the ground with some worry. They were all hard-earned money. There were his own and others', but it didn't matter who they were.
Is it hard-earned money? If this four-eyed frog dares to let her spend a lot of money to buy something, it will still be there, and she will definitely not be done with him.
"Don't worry." The frog's attention was completely focused on the pile of treasures on the ground at this moment, and he replied without raising his head: "The person I'm looking for will probably arrive tonight." His former comrades are spread across the four bases.
When it was completed, he sent people to each base to inform them once. Although some of those guys were hesitant, most of them still decided to come to the base. They should have arrived a few days ago, but they encountered something on the way.
Things were delayed, and it was only confirmed yesterday that it would arrive tonight. That's why he dared to ask for so much equipment.
"Oh, that's good." In response, Mido turned and left. She had to control the plant seal beads to prepare food. There will be a tough battle tomorrow, and she doesn't know how long it will take, so the food should be prepared in advance.
Better.
After just a few steps, a frog's urgent voice suddenly came from behind: "Wait!"
"What's wrong?" Mido turned around.
"It's true that the weapons are all here, but where's the ammunition?" Frog looked left and right but couldn't see where the so-called ammunition was. There shouldn't be any.
"Oh, I almost forgot." Mido slapped his head and said, "I forgot to take it out." After saying that, three large cardboard boxes appeared out of thin air on the ground. "Then, they are all here."
"That's it?" The frog looked at the three cardboard boxes on the ground suspiciously. Just such a small amount of ammunition is absolutely sufficient? It would be useless if you fart, and each gun model uses different bullets.
It's different. Could it be that she mixed it up together? As he said that, he walked over and opened the cardboard box on the ground. After seeing that it was full of crystal nuclei, he had black lines all over his head. "Mido, are you?
Got the wrong box?”
"No." Mido looked into the box to see that it was indeed a crystal core and shook his head.
"No? What I want is ammunition, bullets! What's the use of giving me three boxes of crystal cores? Although they are full of first- and second-order crystal cores, it's useless if you give me so many? Where am I going?
Go buy bullets?”
Seeing the frog frowning as if he was about to cry, Mido smiled bitterly and said: "This is a bullet..."
The frog wailed, but his usual gentle and calm demeanor could not be seen: "Sister, you can't play tricks on me like this. Do you want me to press the crystal core into the magazine and then shoot it out?"
Mido patted his head, uh, she seemed to have forgotten something, could it be... Could it be that she hadn't told the frog that these weapons were different from the ones she usually used? Guilty, Mido secretly stuck out his tongue, and Mido pulled a piece of paper on the ground casually.
Unload the magazine of the Barrett m82a1, which is an anti-material sniper rifle, and show it to the frog. Then take out two crystal cores from the box and put them in the magazine. After loading, put the magazine back into place. Mido will
The slightly heavy gun was placed on the shoulder, aiming at a small tree as thick as a bowl a few hundred meters away. He gently pulled the trigger with his finger, only to hear a loud noise, and at the same time, the small tree was covered with fire.
It exploded into two pieces.
Mido put down the gun with an expressionless expression, and rubbed the shoulder blades that were pretending to hurt without showing any trace. Damn, if she had known that the recoil of this gun was so strong, she would never show off the sex, it hurts like crazy!
After looking at the dumbfounded frog, Mido handed the gun over, "You want to try too?"
He reached out numbly to pick it up, and the gun almost fell to the ground. Frog quickly used some more strength to hold the gun firmly in his hand. With some doubts, he aimed at the small tree that Mido was aiming at just now. Forget it.
Calculating the wind and environmental issues, I adjusted my aim and pulled the trigger. There was also a loud bang, and then, uh, nothing more. The small tree that could barely be called a stump without the upper part was still intact at this moment.
Putting the gun down, the frog cursed secretly, Damn, it missed!
There was a breeze just now, and it was already evening, and the sky was a little dark, so the visibility was not very good. It would be excusable if she missed the target, but how did she hit Mido?
Her posture when using the gun was very professional, as if she had received professional training, but she did not have the temperament of a policeman or a soldier, so he asked suspiciously: "Killer?" After thinking about it, it seemed that only this special profession required frequent
Uses a gun and is good at disguise.
"Ah? What killer?" Mido suddenly widened his eyes: "Where is the killer?"
It seemed that either she was not a killer, or she didn't want to say anything. Anyway, it would be in vain for him to ask. He smiled casually: "You heard wrong, I said master."
He bent his eyes and smiled without answering. Hahahaha, will I tell you that I was blinded by the shot just now?