There was a weapons depot in front of them, and the group quickly arrived at the location of the weapons depot.
As the most stringent place of the Federal Security Department, the weapons depot is guarded by a few big men with loaded weapons.
These murderous men were smoking cigarettes by themselves, completely ignoring the outside world.
See this scene!
Manager Zhu went crazy on the spot: "You stupid pigs! This is an arms center, how dare you smoke?"
Several people heard this and were about to retort, but when they saw that the person coming was their supervisor, they quickly changed their expressions, nodded and bowed and stepped forward to admit their mistake.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Supervisor, some people couldn't hold it back and took a few small ones... You have a lot, so you can bypass the small ones, right?"
"Director Zhu, this is just a small thing. I am respectful and respectful to you."
The discerning man actually took out a box of cigarettes and stuffed them into Manager Zhu's bag.
???????????????Although the Federation has arable land that can grow tobacco, and there are specialized cigarette factories to make industrial cigarettes, the amount is extremely rare, and many big shots can only rely on special cigarettes. To enjoy the pleasure brought by tobacco, apart from special supply and franchise, the only way to obtain tobacco is through smuggling.
Obviously, these security personnel are definitely not in the ranks of special suppliers. The only possibility for them to obtain tobacco is to buy it on the expensive black market.
Of course, this is not something that Manager Zhu cares about. What he cares about is that these people are so bold and aggressive, even giving him a whole box of unopened cigarettes.
This kind of filial piety was truly sincere, and Manager Zhu was unwilling to pursue further investigation.
Putting away the cigarettes calmly, Zhu Youzai gave a fake lecture, probably talking about nonsense like killing chickens to scare monkeys next time, while the security guards guarding the door nodded and bowed with smiles, as if I saw the puppet elements of the imperial army.
After a performance-like lecture, Manager Zhu took Song Ziyu into the arsenal.
Song Ziyu asked curiously: "Is this the end?"
"What if?"
Manager Zhu didn't seem to understand what Song Ziyu meant.
Song Ziyu said: "Smoking without authorization in a military center is a serious crime! If you open the arsenal, wouldn't you be doomed?"
"Mr. Song, you are really good at joking. How can you light a few cigarettes? Hahaha."
Manager Zhu smiled.
Song Ziyu finally understood that this group of people could not be said to be stragglers, they were completely a mob.
Relying on this group of people, Su Yining actually wanted to ascend to the position of director of the Federal Scientific Research Institute. It was quite difficult to imagine.
After entering the arsenal, Zhu Youzai felt as if he had arrived at his own home, arrogantly greeting Song Ziyu to choose weapons.
Song Ziyu looked at the dazzling array of weapons and equipment and couldn't feel the slightest desire.
There is no other reason. At Song Ziyu's level, ordinary weapons and equipment are completely meaningless to Song Ziyu.
Finally, after seeing enough ordinary objects in the warehouse, Song Ziyu pretended to choose a lightweight bulletproof vest and a small-caliber pocket pistol, and then he completed his own arming.
This directly made Manager Zhu stupid.
"These are the things you chose?"
Manager Zhu asked.
Song Ziyu nodded and said: "Almost!"
"How can this be done?" Supervisor Zhu asked: "How many heavy weapons can you choose? I think the rocket launcher next to you is pretty good. It can knock over armored vehicles. "
Song Ziyu smiled and didn't want to say anything more to a layman.
When your strength reaches your own level, everything is a weapon. Picking leaves and flying flowers can hurt people, so why should you stick to weapons?
Song Ziyu would not say such things, otherwise he would be suspected of showing off.
…
After selecting the weapon, the next thing Song Ziyu had to do was to test the gun and debug it.
Arriving at the shooting room, there are several security personnel who are selecting weapons here. These people will perform field duties and are now debugging the equipment to avoid being unable to make the optimal counterattack in case of an accident.
Song Ziyu came to the shooting stand, took out a hand-sized pistol, and then began to carefully wipe and maintain it.
This scene immediately made the security personnel nearby who were using modified rifles to target targets laugh like pigs: "Brother, are you a toy gun used by women?"
"Hahahaha! You dare to take out such a gun and play with it." A security guard nearby laughed and mocked.
Song Ziyu didn't take it seriously. He just disassembled the pistol skillfully, then maintained it with butter. After completing the maintenance, he assembled it again, and finally the assembly was completed.
The next step is to install the bullet.
Five millimeter bullets are worse than peanuts, no wonder they are laughed at.
However, Song Ziyu knew that this kind of forced writing was very concealed and was very suitable for catching people by surprise.
Five rounds of bullets were put into the magazine, and Song Ziyu began to test the gun!
First, Song Ziyu fired at the thirty-meter target, but the result was a stroke, which attracted a lot of ridicule from a group of people.
Song Ziyu didn't take it seriously, and then began to calibrate the sight and trajectory. After some corrections, Song Ziyu continued to fire, and the next four shots all hit the center of the target without exception.
At this time, the jeers around him had gradually subsided, but there was still a stickman who sneered: "What does this mean? Anyone can hit the thirty-meter target accurately."
Song Ziyu ignored these idle guys and said directly to the field attendant: "Adjust the fifty-meter target position for me."
The field staff immediately changed to a fifty-meter target.
Song Ziyu loaded the gun one bullet at a time, and then fired without looking.
But after hearing five gunshots, there was only one bullet hole in the target fifty meters away.
Everyone started laughing again, but within three seconds of laughing, the announcer next to him said: "Five ten rings, one bullet hole, what a powerful shot."
this……
The slap in the face came so fast, like a tornado. Everyone could hear the popping sound on the spot, and the expressions they looked at Song Ziyu were very unnatural.
Are you kidding me? How could it be natural to be slapped in the face?
But Song Ziyu didn’t care about this at all!
Song Ziyu finished trying out the firearm in his hand, then nodded and said, "It's not bad. Set a 100-meter target for me and I'll try it."
Hearing this, everyone was stunned.
It's not that Song Ziyu's marksmanship is not good enough, it's simply because the accuracy of this small-caliber five-millimeter firearm is only about fifty meters. Shooting beyond a hundred meters is not accurate, it's completely luck.
However, in order to satisfy everyone's curiosity and to watch Song Ziyu make a fool of himself, the shooting range staff immediately replaced Song Ziyu with a 100-meter target.
At this time, all the people practicing shooting at the shooting range put down what they were doing and gathered around, waiting to watch the show.
However, when things got to this point, it was a bit weird, and everyone no longer dared to laugh as unscrupulously as before. After all, Song Ziyu's marksmanship was in front of everyone, and it was definitely top-notch.
soon!
The staff at the shooting range were ready, and Song Ziyu also raised his gun and fired without looking. After a series of crisp sounds, five bullet holes appeared in the bullseye, distributed in a awn shape.
This bullet hole surrounded the bullseye, and I don't know if it was intentional or just good luck.
Song Ziyu was still not satisfied with this, and said to the staff: "Let me try a moving target, still 100 meters away."
At this time, everyone looked at Song Ziyu with expressions as if they had seen a ghost, and the expressions on the faces of several gunmen who had awakened their powers were even worse.
