The date of departure will arrive soon.

Except for Wang Le and his wife, some of the other ten friends from China have met. Yu Hao and Ye Ning are all acquaintances and have strange faces. Wang Le introduced them to them and set off after getting to know each other. He didn't even go to the VIP channel, but went directly to the airport with An Feng to experience the VVIP privileges.

A white Gulfstream G650 was docked quietly, and the gangway had been lowered.

Everyone was very concerned about private planes and looked up, Yu Hao said, "What a beautiful plane! It feels bigger than what you have seen in China."

"It's an intercontinental plane." An Feng explained.

"No wonder!" Yu Hao knew it, "Its range is at least more than 10,000 kilometers?"

An Feng nodded: "The full load is estimated to be about 12,000 kilometers, and the fewer people, the further they fly."

"Is it convenient to disclose the price?" Yu Hao asked.

Wang Lehan said: "You are also going to develop an international private air route?"

Yu Hao smiled and said, "Just curious. But I can't afford such a luxurious business jet. At most, I can play with fixed wings with thousands of fixed wings."

An Feng also smiled: "It is a new model with a growth range, and it costs $80 million."

Yu Hao said: "It is indeed a toy that rich people burn money. If you count the tax in China, you will get at least 500 million yuan. There is no convenient private air route yet."

"This is the benefit of the United States. It's really easy to talk to if you have money." An Feng smiled and said sideways: "Please everyone!"

The guests got on the plane one after another. At this time, a pickup truck was coming, and two bodyguards were traveling with each other, carrying the box of the exoskeleton, and a tiger was following behind them. They flew across states with pets. The management was different in various places, but it was definitely not as convenient as it is now. No procedures were done, and no one checked them anyway.

When An Feng walked into the cabin, the passengers' eyes were all focused behind him.

The sudden appearance of a strong tiger made everyone in the cabin look different. Wang Le didn't know in advance, so he didn't tell them. Now he was staring at the tiger and was stunned. What was the trouble? When An Feng saw it, he smiled and explained: "Don't worry, the pet tiger will not hurt people."

After some explanation, they felt relieved. Instead, they focused on the tiger. Wang Le asked, "Are you planning to train it on the spot?"

"That's right, I'm not young anymore, so it's time to pull it out and practice." An Feng nodded.

"Can a pet tiger be a good person?" Ye Ning said curiously.

"You don't know!" Wang Le said with emotion, "This guy is not an ordinary tiger. The training content is something you dare not think about."

"What's going on?" they asked.

Wang Le picked some scenes of An Feng training tigers, sayings about running, boxing, short-distance sprinting... Everyone was shocked when they heard it. This was completely treating tigers as humans. Then look at the beasts lying in the aisle. If this body shape explodes, the destructive power will be unquestionable.

A few hours of travel was comfortable, and the plane landed in Austin.

The gun shop sent a few cars to pick them up, and after getting off the plane, they drove to the hunting ground without stopping. After getting away from the city, the vast and primitive appearance of Texas was restored, with the western style everywhere. I appreciate the scenery all the way to Anfeng's private territory. I used to first see the gun shop.

Because all the friends from China are men and have a natural love for guns. When they meet gun shops, they will linger like women and shops selling brand-name bags. An Feng left them space to visit, and he went to chat with the manager of the gun shop to see Mike's preparations for tomorrow's shooting exhibition.

Mike was in a good mood: "The situation was very good. According to the guest rate of the surrounding hotels, it was already full two days ago, and many people from other places drove here. This year, the number of tourists participating in the event is expected to be twice as high as last year. But we have a rich inventory of ammunition and can cope with more than three times the number of tourists."

"Yes, let's continue to bring you an audio-visual enjoyment!" An Feng said.

"The local government also supports us. The annual activities have driven the development of catering and tourism around us. Now this event is considered a star project in the local area. It has a wide influence. I think I can apply to the state government for more relaxed conditions, such as the use of small-caliber shells."

An Feng asked: "How likely is it?"

Mike said: "There are still opportunities. We can promote some good aspects, such as consuming ammunition inventory. Let everyone know other weapons and equipment besides firearms and expand their knowledge. You can also ask the National Guard to participate to ensure safety and technology."

"It's a good idea!" An Feng was also interested in this idea. In fact, the National Guard is the army of the state where he is located. The commander-in-chief is the governor. An Feng's sect has a good relationship with the governors of California and Texas. I guess if he calls him and the matter can be arranged properly.

If things are done, the future shooting exhibition will not only be the world of automatic weapons. Maybe rocket launchers, mortars, howitzers, and tank guns can be used. The US military has a large amount of ammunition in stock expires every year, and everyone can't finish it even if they fight hard. Of course, it's good if someone buys it.

An Feng wrote down this idea and called the governor to talk to him after the event. It should not be difficult to sell his face, and it would be a matter of just a few words for the governor. After An Feng expressed his confidence, Mike said that he would make a detailed plan in retrospect.

...

In the evening, I sent my friends to a nearby hotel. Fortunately, I had booked in advance before coming. There were two kilometers away from the Gun Shop. There were many restaurants around, and the conditions were good. After An Feng came back, he also prepared for the next day's activities. In addition to playing with guns, the focus was on "letting the tiger back to the mountain".

The next morning, the event was held on time.

There were many more tourists participating in the event than last year. There were more than fifty police and volunteers on site management, but they were still a little too busy. There are still TV stations who are ready to record the program. Mike's beautiful daughter Tanya has a good sense of camera and is generous in accepting interviews.

An Feng put on the staff's vest, walked around the scene, slapped the high fives with the guys, chatted a few words, and checked all aspects of work. When he returned to his original position, the opening ceremony was being prepared, and the staff who installed props on the shooting field had retreated, and more oil barrels and more detonators were placed.

This year's event is obviously larger and more intense than last year. Hundreds of weapons of varying lengths were placed, hundreds of gunmen were in their seats, and the wind was whistling. Mike, wearing cowboy boots, jeans and cowboy hat, appeared. He climbed onto the oil barrel and pulled out a 44 revolver.

"This old man is so cool!" Ye Ning said with a smile.

"Indeed, I have seen some Americans who are very old, but they all know how to dress up!" Wang Le also said.

Mike raised his revolver and pointed to the sky, pressing his thumb against the hammer, and the scene suddenly became quiet, the conversation stopped, and a solemn atmosphere filled with it.

"Bang"

After the loud bang, hundreds of continuous gunfires were heard in an instant. A volley of guns that could make the cold winter hot began. The shooting range staged a hot scene of oil barrels burning, cars catching fire, explosions and rolling, and other hot scenes that stimulated adrenaline, and the crowd said they were happy.

Under the stimulation of pleasure, everyone is willing to pay for it again. It is rare that so many gun friends from all over the world gather. This atmosphere promotes everyone's communication, especially the shooting aircraft and air firepower projects launched later, and the consumption speed of ammunition has increased sharply.

Friends from China are all interested in riding in the "Hummer", playing the heavy machine gunner, and flying into the air to get six-barrel machine guns to shoot. As Wang Le said, he was blowing the wind next to him. He said that it was rare to encounter anything in his life, and they were ready to try it.

After sending two guys onto the helicopter, Wang Le turned around and smiled at An Feng.

An Feng gave him a thumbs up. This guy was very nice and brought all the rich. He only considered whether it was exciting enough and didn't care about the cost of bullets. A helicopter in the sky was at least tens of thousands. But it was worth experiencing a shooting environment close to war. Whether it was worth it or not.

After An Feng walked around, most people were satisfied with this annual event. It seemed that it was necessary to expand the content and make the event even more popular... Later, he went to the old business. In the popular remote-controlled aircraft project, Xiao Lu shot down the model aircraft in the sky with several hands, winning applause.

An Feng was calm on the surface, but he accepted the ladies' attention with complacent heart.

I passed by the morning and left the venue to have a meal nearby. An Feng and his group also chose a local restaurant nearby, ordered roast beef and potatoes, a few burgers and drinks. I chose two tables to sit down and eat. Most of the restaurants were tourists participating in the event, and the topic was inseparable from guns.

My friends in China also praised it: "It's exciting enough! I originally thought that going to the gun shop to play with guns is enough, and returning to China can brag with my best friends. It seems that Wang Le is right. We are just a little bit of playing with these. The real big scene is here, it's exciting enough! Brother Feng, I admire you!"

An Feng smiled: "Just don't be addicted!"

Ye Ning also deeply understood: "It's really addictive. After I smashed two oil barrels this morning, I couldn't stop my interest in pumping oil barrels. Bullets are not expensive to consume. I wonder if this activity is so hot, and I can still lose money? Then how much investment will be done every time?"

An Feng shook his head and admitted: "Every time the plane takes off and lands, it is not cheap. Air shooting activities seem to be the highest consumption, but they are all at a loss."

"It seems that we'd better play less," someone joked.

An Feng smiled, and did not insist on letting them accept this argument. He didn't care whether it was profitable or not.

Everyone talked about the afternoon event arrangements, and An Feng gave a suggestion: "You can continue to participate in the event. There are also projects to take chariots in the afternoon, which are just as popular. Of course, you can also take the plane with me and go to a farther place to experience the hunting ground, but the latter is a bit monotonous."

After everyone thought about it, some people continued to have an afternoon activity, while some people decided to follow An Feng.

Following An Feng was also very exciting. He drove a Bell 205 out and brought five friends with him. After leaving the shooting range, he flew to the hunting ground further away. He mainly wanted to survey the environment and decided where to take them to hunt tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Of course, he could also play aerial shooting and chase wild boars, and there was constant fun.

By the way, An Feng drove the plane to see the deep pit he asked to dig. He has invested 100 million US dollars. His plan is to dig a pit with a depth of 300 to 500 meters, and then invest again, continue to broaden it, use reinforced concrete to reinforce it, and create an underground world that can defend against nuclear attacks.

Of course, anti-nuclear attacks is just a superficial statement, and An Feng does not value it. His ultimate goal is to use it as a robot base. At present, what is excavated is only a prototype. After the workers evacuate, the robot will move in and continue to expand its area by more than five times. It will transform it into a robot's underground factory.

The key to this money-consuming plan is the robot, which, for now, slows down indefinitely.
Chapter completed!