Just yesterday, Zhang Jing just gave a speech.
One of the sentences is: "I hope that if you are ignored by others occasionally, you will know how important it is to learn to respect and learn to listen."
In addition, Zhang Jing is already "flexible". When accepting the warm hospitality of the Lance family, he did not forget about Hood.
Actively and enthusiastically introduced to the family, "This is my friend Hood. He took me to the Qinde Bay Hotel that day, otherwise I would have missed Miss Lance."
Hu De didn't expect Zhang Jing to say such "important" kind words for him, and he was suddenly moved.
Naturally, the Lance family entertained Hood with equal enthusiasm, but they certainly did not kiss the back of the hand.
After drinking coffee and eating snacks, Lance warmly invited Zhang Jing to play with artillery.
It just so happened that this was the purpose of Zhang Jing's trip.
"I want to learn howitzers," Zhang Jingti requested while driving to the test firing range. "It's best to learn howitzers are more advanced. I want to know how to use the aiming system."
"Can 88 guns be used?" Lance looked cool wearing brown leather shoes, khaki canvas trousers, and the same style of jacket.
Zhang Jing shook his head. He had read information about the 88-gun in a history book. It was from World War II and was used for anti-aircraft guns. It was later used by Rommel to fight tanks in the African desert.
The artillery that was originally mediocre became famous in the first battle because it destroyed too many tanks.
Zhang Jing reminded the woman from the side, "I want to learn from the artillery produced by the Yin people, preferably the ones in active service."
"You're talking about the 77 howitzer," Lance said hesitantly. "There is a 77 howitzer in the camp, but..."
"But what?" Zhang Jing asked.
"Nothing." Lance shook his head.
After a brief chat, Lance took Zhang Jing somewhere, while Hood, who came from Nairobi, was left at home by Lance's brother and father to watch TV.
A very open desert, looking deathly silent, with no one else but a few dogs guarding it. It was a good place to practice cannon, it was remote enough and safe enough.
"Let's fire a few rounds of the 69 cannon first." Lance pointed to a mighty-looking artillery and introduced, "It is the predecessor of the 77. If you learn it, it will be much easier to learn the 77."
"No problem." Zhang Jing agreed, 69 is just 69, he doesn't mind.
The 69 gun also uses 155mm heavy-duty 100-pound shells, which are extremely powerful and have a shocking effect. If this thing hits the side of the tank, it will be completely destroyed.
There is a saying that practicing cannon is really fun. After shooting eight times in a row, Zhang Jing reminded Lance, "I want to try 77, but I'm tired of 69."
The 77 gun is about thirty meters away. Drive over.
For the next three days, Zhang Jing stayed in the camp to learn how to use the 77, including adjusting the firing angle, aiming, using coordinates, loading shells, cleaning the barrel, folding and moving, etc.
However, although it took a lot of time, Zhang Jing only fired six rounds of 77 supporting shells. It was not that he didn't want to shoot, but he only had six rounds. The hit rate was 50% within a range of 20 meters and 100% within a range of 30 meters.
Considering that the lethality of the 77 gun is within 30-50 meters, it can basically hit with one hit.
When it was time to leave, Zhang Jing hugged his family of four and said goodbye.
at last.
Before leaving, Zhang Jing took out a bag from the car and handed it to Lance Maverick, "Thank you for your three days of warm hospitality. This is my gift to you."
"Goodbye." Taking the backpack, Lance hugged Zhang Jing again.
Hood was nearby and wanted to hug him, but unfortunately the Mavericks didn't give him a chance.
Watching Zhang Jing and Hood drive away, Lance's mother's expression turned bitter and she couldn't bear to remind her, "Six rounds of 77 shells are 600,000 meters, and with the others, it's almost 1 million meters."
"Long hair and short knowledge," the man of the house scolded his wife, "That's Lance's savior, how can he withdraw money."
In fact, Lance also felt sorry for money, but she was too embarrassed to remind Zhang Jing. However, when she opened her backpack, she was instantly shocked to see a bag full of cash!
When the family counted out the money, it turned out that the total was 1.2 million yuan. Lance's father immediately praised him.
He praised, "This person is so capable that he paid for all the cleaning fees."
"These are gray money?" Lance asked in surprise.
"It should be," Lance's father reminded. "No one would take 1.2 million yuan in cash with them."
Lance's mother said happily, "Zhang Jing has been playing here for three days. Has he fallen in love with Lance?"
The little cow blushed, "There are so many people who like me, including him."
"Don't be too proud," Lance's mother reminded her daughter, "get married as soon as possible so that your father and I won't have to worry about it."
Zhang Jing didn't know what the Lance family was talking about. He studied for three days and shot many shells. How could he not pay?
However, it's too expensive.
Especially the 77 shells, one for Land Cruiser, two for Maybach S, and three for Lamborghini Maverick, they are so expensive that they are inhumane.
Return to the casino city and pass by a gas station.
While refueling, Hu De hesitated like a woman, "Zhang Jing, can I discuss something with you?"
"You tell me." Zhang Jing agreed, holding a refueling gun.
After getting permission, Hood began to complain, "You are too strong. I really can't compete with you. Can you give in?"
"Impossible," Zhang Jing looked up to Hu De, "You are the grandson of the founder of Nairobi, and you are as rich as the country."
Hood looked bitter, "Don't mention my grandfather. He has more than 20 wives, more than 50 children, and more than 200 grandchildren. He doesn't even know there is a person like me."
Zhang Jing: "..."...
No, Zhang Jing reacted, "Your father was also the Governor of Nairobi before."
"What do you think of me?" Hu De asked Zhang Jing.
There is no charge for saying good things, so Zhang Jing said with a stick: "He is very smart and has outstanding abilities. His biggest characteristic is that he is handsome!"
Foreigners don't know how to be subtle, so Hu De immediately felt a little elated, but his expression was a bitter one:
"I am not the only son of my father, especially my eldest brother and second brother. They are both top-notch people with astonishingly high academic qualifications and powerful abilities. Therefore, I am not as rich as you said. Dad has no expectation of my future. .”
Hearing this, Zhang Jing's first reaction was to feel lucky.
I'm glad I didn't frame Hood up when we first met. It's not worth using hundreds of kilograms of flour to make bread for him.
With a lot of activity in his heart, Zhang Jing encouraged, "I am very optimistic about you. You are the biggest potential stock in the Kenita family. You have not been discovered yet, but you will definitely achieve unlimited achievements in the future."
"I may be very powerful in the future," Hood said impatiently, "but now I'm still an ordinary person, so I can't compete with you when it comes to Lance."
Zhang Jing was speechless and reminded Hood: "Lance is free."
"I know Lance is free," Hood requested. "Can you step aside?"
"What do you want me to do?"
"Don't take the initiative to contact Lance," Hood explained cheekily, "This way I will feel less stressed."
Cao Mengde was also three points shorter than Hu De, and Qin Hui felt inferior.
However, there is one thing to say, the little cow is not so fragrant, like Wang Sisi's c-, it is quite firm, which is really good.
A small point is that white women age very quickly. Noleta, for example, is only in her forties, but her skin looks like that of a woman in her fifties or sixties. She is seriously worn out, which is unacceptable.
Besides, Zhang Jing prefers Asians, and one white Jennifer is enough.
The last and main reason is that Zhang Jing is a treasure hunter.
Correction, "treasure picker" is a wrong concept. Zhang prefers to create opportunities without opportunities. Just like fighting, he is highly aggressive.
One more thing, it's Wen Li's fault that Zhang Jing became like this. Hanging the enemy is a good example.
Therefore, relatively speaking, Zhang Jing believes that Hood from Nairobi is more valuable than Lance Mavericks.
Thinking of this, Zhang Jing kept the bottom line and said, "I don't have to take the initiative to contact Lance, but if it's Ouou, or she takes the initiative to contact me, it won't count."
"return
Yes," Zhang Jing changed the topic and demanded, "In exchange, you need to give me ten redwoods with a diameter of 2 meters and a length of 10 meters."
"Ah?" The whites of Hood's eyes became more numerous, and they stared out like dead fish eyes, "I can't do this."
"If you can't even do this little thing," Zhang Jing prodded Hu De, "How can you talk about the future?"
"Zhang Jing, please listen to my explanation," Hu De introduced. "The ones you mentioned are too rare. If they are 1 meter in diameter, I can still think of something."
"I'll take a step back," Zhang Jingdao, "One of them is no less than 2 meters in diameter, and nine are more than 1 meter in diameter."
Hood thought thoughtfully for three or four seconds, and finally asked: "An additional five hundred thousand meters."
Zhang Jing agreed.
