I played the game of heavy-taste tanks pressing cars twice, and finally I hung a nylon rope from the hmmwv to drag the pile of scrap iron on the ground away. Whether it was friends or gun friends present, they took photos as a souvenir. It was rare to witness this violent scene with their own eyes, even Texas.

Everyone's comments are very exciting. Even if you can't play with cannons, this huge iron coffin in life is not something you can see casually, let alone experience it.

After Wang Le jumped out of the tank, he said, "It would be better if he could still hit it!"

"The US imperial does not use private cannons." An Feng shook his head and looked at the m1 tank that had stopped. Even if there were shells, he could not play with it. The barrels were drilled.

If you can really get a shot, the stimulation is indescribable. Unfortunately, private cannons are illegal in private territory. If you want to be legal, I am afraid that only the country will play on national territory... When everyone jumped off the tank and walked to the shooting range to play, An Feng stopped and his mind was spinning.

If you can't play privately, then the country - obviously, if he plays cannons in the name of the country, there will be problems? He cannot influence the United States, but there is one that can affect it. Isn't St. Kitts Island one of them? They have an army, but the number is pitiful, and the defense budget is less than 10 million US dollars.

If he donated several tanks to the country free of charge as a great charity, his only requirement is to let him fire a few guns when he has time... This requirement is not too high. At worst, he can get a military position as a pass for himself to play guns and cannons, and he can play several times a year.

If you buy arms in the name of the country, there are basically no restrictions - except for ballistic missiles or certain strategic weapons, you have no place to play even if you sell them. But a few tanks, a few rockets, a transport aircraft, and an armed helicopter. Fighters from the 1950s and 1960s... should be easy.

There is no need to be too advanced. Advanced means it is very expensive and needs to be purchased in large quantities. In addition, a small country can directly hit the shell from the west coast of the country to the east coast... Buying old models is cheap and affordable. With one shell, it will be a few shots, which will be fun and leave, leaving the halo of a philanthropist.

The more An Feng thought about it, the more feasible it was. St. Kitts Island had an army, so naturally it needed weapons and equipment. Its budget was limited, so it would be possible to fill it up by yourself, because the commander-in-chief of the army was served by the Prime Minister, and Sanchi was his good partner! He was a chief of staff of the army and was a virtual position, and occasionally came to play.

"Good idea!" An Feng decided to improve his idea and talk to Sangqi about his life... This time the diplomats will not donate money, donate tanks and cannons!

...

An Feng didn't say out his thoughts because there were still many details.

After coming to the shooting range, he saw that everyone was playing with automatic weapons and he joined in with itchy hands.

He chose a fn2000 rifle with extremely sci-fi shape to join in the fun, which is a Belgian-made stolen rifle. It is fully automatic, and the trigger bullet is pulled and it is slammed. The fifty-meter target on the opposite side is terrible, and the accuracy is average in automatic mode, but what you need is a fierce effect.

Most men choose automatic weapons, which is very exciting to shoot a bullet with a clamp. Ladies consider their physical strength and use some weapons with low recoil. There are exceptions, because the shooting range is equipped with weapon brackets and some machine guns are fixed, so you can play as long as you can pull the trigger.

Roger's girlfriend Miranda touched a pkm universal machine gun that was mounted. The weapons produced by Maozi were very rough. The 7.62mm machine gun didn't even have a magazine. Roger was seen picking up a link to her. The former supermodel has now been replaced with arms, wearing protective glasses and headphones, stretched her chair and sat in front of the machine gun, with her shoulders against the butt, and started shooting under Roger's guidance.

The movement of the machine gun fire was extraordinary. A scrapped car opposite was abused by bullets several times. The surrounding soil flew, smoke filled with smoke, and stray bullets whizzed and whizzed on the concrete wall behind, and cement pieces flew around... Roger held the bullet chain, and the bullets quickly decreased. When a round of shooting stopped, the barrel was faintly red, and the muzzle was smoked, while the car opposite was already full of holes.

Roger smelt the smell of gunpowder and said, "If you pour some gasoline on it or put a few oil barrels around it, it will be even more exciting to shoot it!"

After hearing this, An Feng turned around to find Mike.

Mike said: "It's getting late. A group of gun friends will come to organize the shooting at noon tomorrow. If you have time, we can set up a shooting feast. Not only machine guns, but also heavy machine guns and grenade launchers are also brought out, and the gasoline barrels you mentioned, how about?"

"Good idea." An Feng nodded, "Then wait for tomorrow's surprise!"

Mike smiled and said, "We will prepare it, this is a big business in the gun shop."

Of course it is a big business. Just the game Roger’s girlfriend just played, in a few minutes, more than 800 bullets were fired.

When I was playing with the gun happily, it was very short. Before I knew it, it was around 4 o'clock in the afternoon. Everyone handed over the gun and chose some outdoor camping supplies, moisture-proof mats, water bags and double tents in the store. Listening to their own plans, some suggested being in the mountains and some suggested being by the river.

Wang Le has never been camping before and has no say, but Roger is very interested: "If you want to play, come and have a close-to-reality game. We'd better find a clearing in the jungle, bring tent food and hounds, light a bonfire, and spend the long night with the company of the faithful hounds!"

An Feng stopped: "Why is it so ideal? Are you sure that by then it will not be another scene where the trembling cold is shivering and the monster sound of wild beasts is frightened?"

Roger raised the gun in his hand: "What is it for?"

Experienced Henry suggested: "I think the first time camping was in the plains, closer to the wooden house, and then go deeper after getting familiar with the environment."

Roger curled his lips: "No challenge."

An Feng decided to say, "First, let's start with it. If you like living in the deep mountains and forests, wait until we get to know each other the next day before going to live and travel?"

Roger thought about it, although the plan was different from the exciting wilderness ideal, he still agreed... because he was bored and yearned for the rich children who lived a primitive life for a few days. This was mostly a sudden excitement. After the real experience, I still don’t know what situation would happen.

The plan on the way back was changed and finally decided to camp in the "highland" fifty meters away from the wooden house, because... if it was too far away, the ingredients would be difficult to move over. In order to take care of his croaking stomach, these four realistic lazy men compromised.

The ladies prepared barbecue ingredients in the house and roasted the beef in advance. The men looked for firewood outside and piled it up.

Then pour gasoline and light it.

This is Roger's bad idea! It was raining a few days ago, and the dry firewood I picked up was very wet. After ordering it a few times, the guy ran to the house to bring a box of 5 liters of gasoline, poured it on, and stroked the match, first lit a cigar for himself, and then threw the match on the gasoline.

A bang ignited the flames. It was cool, but this guy was unreliable. The gasoline became more and more prosperous. In the end, everyone rushed to remove the firewood from the bottom of the cauldron, but the dry firewood was burned into wood ash, leaving no pieces of charcoal for barbecue. Roger held the cigar awkwardly, and his smile froze on his face.

Similarly, Roger said that camping in the deep mountains is unreliable.

Everyone had no choice but to pick up firewood again.

But Lawrence, who came back from a horse and herding cattle, told them that there were piles of dry firewood in the basement. They were stocked up to heat the winter. The reason why the fireplace in the hall was not lit is because the climate has recently become warmer and the winter is not too cold. The cowboys have thick skin and meat, and now they dare to go to the river to swim...

After hearing this, everyone looked at each other with dry firewood in their arms.

Lawrence covered his stomach and laughed: "Hahaha! You fools!"

...

A barbecue party was held in the evening, and everyone gathered around the campfire and sat down. Several hunting dogs around were drooling and looked around. The pet dog in his arms moved restlessly, and took a bite of the beef with fragrant oil. It was accompanied by various ways of praise and delicious food.

I took a few bites of beef and then poured a bite of hot milk to warm it to the bottom of my heart. The weather in December should be like this around the bonfire.

Wang Le, who was full of oil, said to An Feng: "This beef is not fresh enough. We will go and get a deer early tomorrow to taste the real game. What do you think?"

Before An Feng could speak, Henry said weakly: "Grilled rabbits are good."

An Feng couldn't help laughing. After this guy was pulled into the trap by him and Wang Le last time, he always thought that a cute rabbit could be delicious, and he was born great and died gloriously!

"Look at you." Joanna wiped the oil from the corner of his mouth with a tissue, "You really decided to sleep here at night? Don't you move back to the first floor lobby?"

Roger protested: "Don't shake the morale of the army, my plan has been almost destroyed by you."

Eat, drink, chat, and then the ladies stayed to set up tents for them. There were only two double tents, covered with moisture-proof mats, and then light a fire outside that should burn until dawn, then put on warm clothes, and sprayed a circle of powerful insect repellent around. In winter nights, there are still many mosquitoes, and some reptiles are very annoying. Repellents are almost a must-have prop for camping.

Finally, everyone got into their sleeping bags. In order to improve the understanding between friends, Wang Le and Henry were in the same group, An Feng and Roger were in the same group, each tent was equipped with two guns and two hunting dogs, and they lay down peacefully. After saying a long time, they finally fell asleep in a daze.

To be honest, camping is very uncomfortable. Whether it is winter or summer, it is naturally hot in summer. It would be nice to say that in areas with distinct seasons, the temperature is low at night, but there are many mosquitoes; but there are not many mosquitoes in winter, but it is very cold. Even if you are armed, you are still awakened by the cold in the middle of the night.

After An Feng was awakened by the cold, he found that the fire outside had been extinguished. No wonder it was so cold. Both Pipi Dandan hunting dogs beside him. He closed his eyes and squinted for a while, but still couldn't sleep. He felt Roger next to him move, and he quietly got up.

"Hey!" An Feng said.

"Oh!" Roger covered his heart, "I was shocked, you didn't fall asleep either?"

"I woke up by the cold!" An Feng rolled his eyes, "It was all your bad ideas, but fortunately we didn't live in the deep mountains."

Roger in the dark smiled: "It's so uncomfortable. Why don't we run back quietly? Anyway, the distance is not far, just fifty meters."

An Feng had this plan, but he felt that he was not very loyal. After Roger mentioned it, he ignored it and sneaked up, put on his clothes and returned with the hunting dog, opened the door and returned to the room. A warm feeling came, and it was still refreshing indoors. An Feng and Roger looked at each other and looked for their own nests.

Joanna and Miranda both occupied one room, so their goal was clear. An Feng came to the door and knocked, and wrote a secret code. The door quietly opened. He saw Joanna wearing a black nightgown appear in front of him, holding a pistol in his other hand.

"Hi! It's me!" An Feng greeted with a smile.

Joanna also smiled: "Can't hold it?"

"I woke up three times in the cold! It's all because of Roger's unreliable idea!" An Feng complained, took off his coat, Joanna took it and hung it behind the door.

An Feng hugged her: "It's still comfortable and warm here."

"Come in the quilt!" Joanna pulled him into the quilt and said warmly, especially when there was a soft body in her arms.

I slept peacefully until the next day after waking up. I felt guilty when I felt that it was not enough to abandon my teammates like this, so I put on my clothes, kissed Joanna who was sleeping, quietly got out of bed and left, and walked out and happened to meet Roger who had the same plan.

"Let's go, while they are not awake!" Roger said guiltily.

The two went downstairs and saw one person lying on both sides of the sofa in the living room. They were waking up slowly. They were Wang Le and Henry, who were also frozen last night. Because their women got together to sleep, they could not enjoy a separate room and a big bed... In short, the two gangs met in the living room.

"You?" Both sides face each other, eyes to eyes.

"Traitor!" Wang Le jumped up and shouted.

An Feng blushed, but he responded quickly, pointing at him: "Didn't you come to call us? Two traitors!"

With eyes facing each other, everyone couldn't help laughing. Wang Le sat down and greeted everyone: "Sit down, I really suffered last night!"

An Feng leaned on the sofa and put his feet on the table: "It's all Luo Jie's bad ideas."

Roger had nothing to say this time, and faced the reality: "I'm sorry to everyone! In order to express my apology, I'll treat you to this afternoon's weapon feast!"

Everyone agreed with each other, feeling that Roger was going to get into the trap.

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Chapter completed!