"These old furniture is good. Since we are doing it in China, we should consider the Chinese style more." Lisa took the drawings and sighed: "It's a pity that there are not many good Chinese traditional architects now. I'll go back and ask if I can find some old craftsmen to do it."

After a pause, Lisa put down the drawings and said to the Chinese man in front of him who was thin and in his thirties, wearing a suit that looked very incompatible, "What can those old furniture be collected? The furniture in the Ming and Qing Dynasties was very distinctive, as well as some old door panels, beams and window lattices. These are all good things!"

The man in a fat suit kept nodding and recording every word Lisa said. After Lisa finished speaking, he lowered his head hesitantly. Seeing this, Lisa couldn't help but smile and said, "Zhou, if you have anything to do, you can just say it."

"Okay." The man named Zhou hesitated for a moment and said softly: "That's right, Miss Lisa. We built it, it seems to be a restaurant. I happen to know some chefs. If it's Chinese food, I think they should be able to help. They are all good chefs, who used to work in full-time institutions in China."

Lisa was stunned at first when she heard this, then smiled: "I'm so sorry, we have no intention of hiring an external chef. If the chef says that, we already have a reservation candidate."

"That's it..." The man named Zhou looked a little disappointed and lowered his head and whispered: "Oh~ Thank you, I will get all the drawings with Mr. Lanny as soon as possible. We have already discussed the surrounding garden scenery, but the interior decoration is still being confirmed..."

Houjia Village, what happened in the back mountain is not very concerned about. In the entire village, half of the adult men are either in service or back from service. This village is very familiar with the troops. Even the military rules and regulations are not familiar with them.

Even the project that came over even doubted whether it had returned to the camp. The people in this village never asked them any questions about the project. They had no indication of the blockade nearby. They were still happily plowing their fields. Then they helped the troops to purchase ingredients in the provincial capital.

It saves effort and effort when communicating. The people do not interfere with the troops and often help do this and that. You don’t have to worry about confidentiality. Even these villagers take their troops to every corner of the back mountain to tell them where someone might mistake or infiltrate.

Everything went smoothly, but it seemed that all this was so natural.

"I have asked someone to buy fitness equipment, there are rings, protective gear, and sandbags..." Hou Dasheng spread out the drawings, frowned and said in a deep voice: "This training room should be big! Large enough! I want to place at least three cages and forty sandbags inside. There are treadmills and bench press beds..."

After a pause, Hou Dasheng looked at the man with the rank of lieutenant and said, "It's 1,800 square meters, this is the minimum requirement. Build an indoor swimming pool at the back. You have no problem with this?! My requirements are not high, the water depth is 1.6 meters. There is no need to set up shallow water areas."

"How long will it take to complete?!" After roughly speaking, Hou Dasheng asked the engineer. The latter lowered his head and was silent for a while before saying, "According to your requirements, it will take at least one and a half months. Now the external project is almost done, and the shooting range can be tested now. The next step for the barracks is to finish. The remaining trenches and buildings are all rough-breasted rooms, so there is not much manpower..."

After almost the two of them finished discussing, Hou Dasheng walked into the warehouse. Then he changed into tactical equipment, put on combat boots, put on noise-cancelling earplugs and tactical glasses, picked up the gun he was familiar with. He carefully disassembled it and wiped each part carefully with gun oil.

"Crack~Crack~" Bullets were pressed into the magazine, and the magazines were filled into the pockets of the tactical vest. The m1911, which was already familiar and could not be familiar, was inserted into the gun holster. He took a deep breath and Hou Dasheng walked slowly towards the shooting range.

The engineer at the shooting range saw him coming, nodded and waved his hand to let everyone evacuate. But no one walked away. They all looked at Hou Dasheng curiously. Although they built this shooting range, they didn't know how to use this shooting range.

"Crack~bang!bang!bang!bang..." Hou Dasheng stood slowly, but saw him take a deep breath and shoot at the upright steel plate targets with his gun! But he heard the steel plate constantly making crisp collision sounds of "dangdang~!", which shows that every shot of Hou Dasheng accurately hit the target.

The engineers couldn't help but make a slight "hiss~" sound of air sucking. At this time, they finally knew the use of this target. However, Hou Dasheng did not stop shooting. Soon a magazine was empty, but he saw him gently pushing the magazine and raising his hand to pull out a full magazine from his tactical pocket and install it with a "click"!

"Crash~bangbangbangbangbangbang..." Pull the bolt and the bullets loaded! The gunshot sounded again, and accompanied by the gunshots, the crisp knocking sound of "dangdangbang..." on the steel plate. Yan Jianan didn't know when he arrived at the scene, but he held his arms and watched Hou Dasheng keep shooting.

Every gunshot, the steel plate target of the twenty-meter target and the fifty-meter target will always sound a crisp collision sound of "Dangdang...". Every sound sounds, you can know that the bullet hits the target accurately without reporting the target. Hou Dasheng not only needs to shoot, but also needs to move.

Left, right. Leap over the obstacles made of tires and hide in the bunker made of tires. At the same time, the gun in your hand cannot stop and constantly burst out bullets!

"Bang bang..." Finally, five full magazines were finished. Seeing Hou Dasheng's movements seemingly to throw the gun behind him, everyone thought the shooting was over. But at this time, Hou Dasheng, who had thrown the gun over, suddenly pulled out the pistol in his legs, "Crack~" loaded and rushed out of the cover again to shoot at the target, "Bang bang bang..."!

The pistol fired extremely fast, and the bullet hit was extremely high. So I heard the sound of "Dangdang..." being shot at the 50-meter steel plate target. Soon, all the bullets in Hou Dasheng's gun chamber were shot out. But he saw that he quickly pulled out the magazine with a very fast speed. "Click~!" and knocked in a new magazine, "Bangbangbang..." and continued shooting without stopping!

After all three full magazines were knocked out, Hou Dasheng let out a breath. At this time, the engineers standing behind him all blushed. You know, it was the first time they saw such a refreshing and crazy shooting method.

In the past, even if they practiced guns themselves or watched people practiced guns, they always shot one shot at a time. But Hou Dasheng's shooting method was unprecedented. Fast! Fierce! Accurate! If you have to describe it, then Hou Dasheng's shooting method can only be used in one word: tough!

A fierce shooting, a fierce sprint! A fierce tactical action, a fierce gunfire sound! A fierce gun from beginning to end, a refreshing feeling from beginning to end!

"Pai Pao Pao..." I don't know who started applauding first, and then the applause of "Pai Pao Pao Pao..." suddenly sounded! After Hou Dasheng took off the noise-cancelling headphones, he couldn't help but be stunned. He just now had the noise-cancelling headphones, but he couldn't hear any sound outside.

So, when he took off his headphones, he couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the applause. Then he saw him turn around and smiled at the engineers and Yan Jianan and others with embarrassment. However, the engineers who saw him were even more excited: "Good!"

"sharp!!"

"Good skills!!" Everyone is a soldier. He has never eaten pork and has never seen pigs run away, right?! Hou Dasheng's skills are outstanding wherever he puts them. Especially his attack and shooting method, even people who do not have much military knowledge can see the fierceness.

After hearing their praise, Hou Dasheng smiled embarrassedly. He didn't have this treatment when he was a jackal, and he actually thought that his shooting speed had slowed down a lot because he had not performed gun training for a long time. The current shooting accuracy was the result of his previous recovery of some gun-feeling feeling through fixed shooting practice.

"Thank you everyone, we can't practice good skills without the good venues we have done." Hou Dasheng bowed deeply to these engineers with great sincerity: "My little trick was actually practiced with your support."

No one knows the hard work of these engineering soldiers better than Hou Dasheng. In order to ensure quality and quantity, they complete the project as soon as possible. They worked almost overnight on the construction site, and every place in the camp was extremely attentive to build. Even the materials and quality were much better than what Hou Dasheng had seen abroad.

There were even many places where Hou Dasheng knew about what was going on, but he didn't know the details of the raw materials and principles. But after telling them the effect, they could quickly find the right materials to make a sample. After Hou Dasheng tried it, he found that it was better than the training ground he had used.

"We are all doing our responsibilities." At some point, the company commander came over and gave Hou Dasheng a solemn military salute: "I can see that you are not the same as us. But our goals are the same!"

For the first time, Hou Dasheng felt at a loss. He could not do the simple military salute. Hou Dasheng knew from the bottom of his heart that he could not do this military salute. But the company commander had already saluted him. Hou Dasheng was silent for a while and returned a mercenary military salute to the company commander.

"Please forgive me for not being able to return the military salute to you..." Hou Dasheng smiled bitterly, then lowered his head and whispered: "At least now, I can't deliver this military salute to you."
Chapter completed!