Chapter 1,752 National Treasure Pilot
When everyone saw the sudden change in the situation, their hearts were in their throats. It was better not to take out guns randomly. Fu Xinbo's friend named Wang Zichen was obviously seeking death.
"Didn't you say you wanted to lend me money for fun," Lu Xuan glanced at Wang Zichen and said casually.
"——"
Wang Zichen was speechless and gritted his teeth and said, "I was just joking."
"But I take it seriously." When Lu Xuan finished saying this, his hands were suddenly as fast as thunder, and there were several clattering sounds. In the blink of an eye, the Type 92 pistol was dismantled into pieces in an instant. Part by part.
The movement was so fast that everyone was stunned.
"He actually dismantled the gun——"
Everyone murmured in silence, and the gun was dismantled so quickly that it was simply unheard of and unseen.
After a few clicks, Lu Xuan loaded the Type 92 military pistol in just three seconds.
"——"
Everyone's scalp was numb when they saw it, someone could play with a gun like this!
This is definitely a master of firearms, so awesome!
Wang Zichen and Fu Xinbo felt cold sweat on their foreheads. Damn it, who is this kid? Who is he?
When Lu Xuan disassembled and loaded the gun, and played with it several times, the whole bar was as silent as a pool of stagnant water, and the silence was a bit scary.
Everyone watched with unblinking eyes as Lu Xuan played the game of dismantling and reloading a gun——
"Ruozhu, are you sure your boyfriend is just an employee of Tengyuan Group?"
"Yes, your boyfriend is too perverted——"
"That's amazing, Ruozhu, I envy you so much. My boyfriend can be so pretentious, I promise, any position will satisfy him——"
A beautiful stewardess said with great admiration, which made An Ruozhu angry and funny. Where did all this go?
But to be honest, Lu Xuan is really awesome.
An Ruozhu knew that Lu Xuan was a very powerful soldier, but he didn't expect that he would become so perverted that no one could compare to him.
Wang Zichen's legs were already trembling, and so was Fu Xinbo. He never wanted to provoke this terrifying guy again. An Ruozhu, he never dared to make any plans again.
He dared to take advantage of An Ruozhu, and he didn't even know when he would die.
With a crash, Lu Xuan reloaded the gun, but he did not disassemble the Type 92 military pistol.
Everyone was relieved. This gun was almost destroyed by such a disassembly method.
"You see, this is how guns are used," Lu Xuan said, squinting his eyes slightly and looking at Wang Zichen.
With a growl, Wang Zichen swallowed his saliva and said, "Can you return the gun to me now?"
However, Lu Xuan did not return the gun to him, but said calmly: "If I guessed correctly, you should be a pilot. Since you have a military gun on you, you should be a fighter pilot, right? "
Wang Zichen nodded subconsciously and said, "Well, I'm a pilot."
"And with such a good military pistol, it should be a fighter jet," Lu Xuan said again.
Wang Zichen said: "Well, I fly the J-31 fighter jet."
Lu Xuan said meaningfully again: "The J-31 fighter jet has a dual launch layout, DSI air inlets on both sides, and tilted dual vertical tails. It uses beam control theory to design the shape of the aircraft. It has a diamond-shaped fuselage, and on the fuselage, The lower part is tilted upward and downward respectively, thereby refracting the radio waves irradiated from the side, which can reduce the threat to the aircraft from side radar."
Listening to Lu Xuan's explanation, everyone's eyes were mesmerized. Lu Xuan was completely a military expert.
"This is China's first stealth aircraft. No wonder you can carry a gun," Lu Xuan said with a sly smile: "A pilot like you is a national treasure!"
The recruitment standards for pilots are extremely demanding. Not only do they need good physical fitness, but they also need strong mental qualities. There are also strict requirements in terms of height.
Basically, more than 90% of those who apply for pilots will be rejected, and the 10% will have to enter the elimination mode.
It is conceivable that those who can become pilots are definitely top-notch, and those who can fly fighter jets are definitely awesome.
Therefore, in the army, Lu Xuan's comrades often joke that those pilots who fly fighter jets are definitely national treasures, more precious than giant pandas.
This is also a sign of envy and hatred. While other pilots are bombing people above, these special forces on the ground are using their bodies to "hand-to-hand combat". More importantly, they have to beware of these fighter jets. Will they be blinded? Throwing the cannonball to yourself——
Sometimes, those land special forces sometimes want to knock down their own fighter jets with one shot.
Of course, this is just because of jealousy.
Lu Xuan used to be envious of pilots. Unexpectedly, he bumped into a pilot here today. He was a special pilot flying a J-31 fighter jet. He's a national treasure. I'll kill him!
Dressed casually and equipped with a gun, of course he is a pilot.
If some guy without eyes, or some crazy person on the street, has a psychotic attack, and becomes unhappy with Wang Zichen, and chops him to death with a kitchen knife, the country will suffer a great loss.
Therefore, such a national treasure pilot certainly needs a gun to protect himself.
There used to be a saying that in the military area, you can mess with anyone, but never mess with the pilot. If you hurt his arm or leg, you will die an unjust death if someone shoots you dead.
Throughout China, most people know about pilots, but the existence of a national treasure. When Wang Zichen admitted that he was a pilot, everyone exclaimed, fighter pilot, awesome!
No wonder Fu Xinbo invited Wang Zichen. It turned out that Wang Zichen was a national treasure pilot who could own a gun.
Hearing the exclamations around him, Wang Zichen immediately felt as if he had regained his face, and felt a little proud again.
Damn it, now that you know I'm a national treasure, why don't you give me the gun back!
Wang Zichen cursed in his heart, but did not dare to curse out loud, for fear of angering Lu Xuan. When Lu Xuan shot him, everything would be over.
There are crazy people who dare to kill the national treasure giant panda, and of course he, the national treasure pilot, is no exception. Therefore, Wang Zichen is also afraid of death.
"Can you return the gun to me?" Wang Zichen didn't want to care about whether it was a national treasure or not. He just wanted to get his gun back. When Lu Xuan took it in his hand, he felt panicked.
However, Lu Xuan stuffed the pistol into Fu Xinbo's hand.
Everyone was dumbfounded by this scene.
