After getting in the car, Sun Hua asked, "Tingting, are you going home?"

"Do you have time? Can you accompany me to the street?" Li Mengting was in a good mood today, and her mother's condition was getting better day by day, so she no longer had to worry. So she had to cherish her current world time.

When Sun Hua heard about shopping, he frowned. After shopping with Sun Jingxuan, he always reminded himself not to agree to go shopping with women. He just turned his head and saw her longing eyes, but couldn't bear to refuse her.

Although Li Mengting saw that he did not make a sound, she nodded and immediately smiled and showed her wine. In fact, she herself didn't like this kind of purposeless shopping. In the past, she didn't have much time to buy what she wanted, and she would leave after buying what she wanted. She would rather stay at home with her mother when she had time, but now she is different. Because of him, she doesn't want to leave him at all times. Even if she does nothing or says nothing by his side, she feels satisfied.

The two of them walked along the pedestrian street, and occasionally walked into some stores in the middle to take a look, but because they had no shopping experience, they had no trophy in their hands after walking for a long time. However, Li Mengting was like a beautiful elf throughout the journey. She looked here and there, and the smile on her face did not stop until then. She attracted the attention of many pedestrians.

Some people say that happiness can be contagious. Sun Hua truly witnessed this sentence today. Looking at her bright smile, it is worth it even if she works hard. What's more, today seems much better than last time. At least she doesn't feel like she wants to end the journey as soon as possible.

When the car returned to Li Mengting's downstairs, it was already past five o'clock in the evening. She originally wanted to ask Sun Hua to have dinner at her house tonight, which was what her mother often said in her ears these days. And Sun Hua had nothing to say. He had to eat anyway, but a call just now forced him to change his itinerary. He had to wait for the next time to eat.

The phone call was called by Huo Fulang, and the content was very simple, with only a short sentence, "The gift has been delivered."

Sun Hua understood that the gift he mentioned refers to arms, the batch of arms he had given him.

About 30 minutes later, Sun Hua's car appeared at the door of the manor, and Huo Fulang personally came out to greet him, and there were also God Eleven and God Twelve.

"Brother Hua, those gifts are inside." Huo Fulang pointed to a room next to the open space and said. The excitement between his eyebrows could not be hidden from Sun Hua's eyes.

It seems that he has been looking forward to this attack for a long time. Sun Hua said intimately that if the Ghost Head Gang had touched his elder brother this time, he would not have let him break the existing balance. Because once this pattern is destroyed, it will inevitably cause some shock. Many unknown new problems will emerge at that time. He always hopes that everything will be in his own hands when doing things. His vision will always look at the overall situation, not just one place and one gang.

Huo Fulang was too lazy to pay attention to what he was thinking. At this moment, his mind was all on the gift he had brought back. Before Sun Hua had arrived, he didn't dare to open it privately, but now it was different, so he rushed into the room, picked up a stylus, opened a box about one meter high in just a few seconds, opened the grease paper wrapped outside, and a shiny black usp pistol appeared in front of everyone.

These pistols have not been modified, but they are all produced on the island. The modified weapons Sun Hua will only equip his own mechanical troops. Even so, these guns are essentially not much different from those used by Xing**. This usp can fire the maximum power of 9mm bullets. The magazine is a steel magazine with a capacity of 12 rounds.

Huo Fulang is a firearm enthusiast. He has the urge to hit it a few times with the gun. Sun Hua had this feeling when he first came into contact with it, so he winked at Shen Twelve and signaled him to open another box.

God Twelve quickly opened the box next to it, and it was filled with magazines. At this time, Huo Fulang could no longer help but itchy. He picked up a magazine and inserted it into the gun, then turned around and rushed out of the room, facing the target that had been erected in the open space. "?" "?" "?" "?" "?" " "?" ", just a few shots. It's far away from the houses, so there is no need to be afraid of disturbing other people.

After the shot, Huo Fulang slowly calmed down his excitement, turned around and said to Sun Hua with satisfaction: "Brother Hua, your gun is really good. It feels good, and the help is small. Guess how many shots I shot just now?" The last sentence was a little proud because he felt very good.

With his extraordinary eyes, Sun Hua had long seen that he had only shot one eight ring, and the others were just three or four rings, and one shot was off the target. Hearing that he was still boasting with his own expression, he couldn't help but smile, "Old Huo, I think you, it's better to practice your marksmanship well. I'm afraid that if you accidentally, the brothers who are following you will be accidentally injured by you." After saying that, he burst into laughter.

Huo Fulang was a little amused and crying when he heard this. Is it so exaggerated? Although he didn't use guns too much, he was also an enemy at that time. Even if he didn't use it for a few years, he wouldn't have regressed so much, right?

I rushed to the target without giving up and checked. I just finished shooting the magazine. There should be twelve rounds of fonts hitting the target. There were like a big flower surface on the third and fourth rings. There were ten holes on the line with the eighth ring. There was also a hole in the end, but where was the shot? I couldn't find it. Could it be that my two shots were shot in the same position so that I didn't leave the hole? He was still a little reluctant to admit the facts and was still comforting himself with cleverness.

"Okay, don't stay there anymore. Let's talk about the last gift after seeing him." Sun Hua said, "When he saw him in a daze there, he spoke up and urged him.

The last box was long, and it seemed to be a heavy machine gun or something. When the box was opened, Sun Hua picked up the long gun inside and threw it at Huo Fulang, and then picked up a magazine for him.

"Do you know what kind of gun this is?" Sun Hua looked at him with a smile.

Isn't this question in vain? Who in the Xincheng Gang knows that I am a gun? Huo Fulang thought to himself while weighing the spear in his hand. "Sh shotgun, there are 6 bullets for each shot, which is characterized by the speed of bullets and the loading speed is not weak."

Then he grabbed the handle of the gun with one hand and held the piece of wood in the middle of the gun with the other hand, and shot in a shooting position in the distance and continued: "If you walk in the corridor and use this gun to clear the enemy in the corridor very easily." At this point, he picked up the gun and blew the gun at the gun, as if he had blown away the ashes after the gun was fired. He turned to look at Sun Hua to continue his speech: "This kind of gun should try to avoid duels with the enemy in a spacious place, and try not to let the enemy wide distance. Once the distance is opened, the one in his hand

The gun loses its meaning and can only use the pistol in your hand to fight the enemy. It will be very hard, remember." When he said this, he shook his head like a poet, "Don't distance himself from the enemy, try to get closer to him, so that he can perform his performance. Fighting at close range is a matter of life and death. When using it to duel with the enemy, you basically have to fight on your head. Its attack firepower is very strong. It is very good to seize this feature to charge and cover it."

Sun Hua looked at him with interest. He didn't expect that although he didn't read many books, he was not vague about the characteristics of this gun. Yes, this gun is easy to aim at and fire at a fast enough rate, so he chose it for them to use by novices.

"Why not go out and try this gun?" Sun Hua joked on the side. He had long seen that Huo Fulang was eager to try.

After hearing this, Huo Fulang felt like he was a big hit and immediately rushed out like a wolf that had been hungry for several days. There were several gunshots of "?" "?" "?" "?" The gun target in the distance was beyond recognition. Only then did he see that he put away the gun with unfulfilled satisfaction.

"Brother Hua, why don't you have any aks this time?" He was eating in the bowl and thinking in the pot. There will not be too many real opportunities to get a gun. Of course, I hope that the more varieties of guns, the better.

Sun Hua gave him a blank look and said angrily: "Do I want to move the entire arsenal to deal with a small character like the Ghost Gang?"

Huo Fulang touched his head embarrassedly, muttering, "If you really move the arsenal here, I'll send it."

"Don't think about the things that are not there anymore. Put down the gun in your hand, find some backbones to come and hold the meeting. You must have a plan for everything you do. You cannot rush over with a gun like a blind-headed fly." After that, he turned around and walked towards the conference room.

After a while, several people sat in the conference room. Sun Hua stood up and glanced at everyone with a bright look, and finally settled on Huo Fulang. "Old Huo, our action this time is to eliminate the living forces of the Ghost Head Gang and capture their headquarters. If there are any rebels, they will kill them." His tone became more and more cold, "Did you send someone to explore the place before? Is there a map?" Terrain plays a big role in such a battle, especially street fighting.

Huo Fulang was in high spirits at this moment. He thought that he could use those guns to solve the bastards of the Ghost Head Gang soon. When he thought of the feeling of shooting someone else's head, he thought that time would come soon.

Sun Hua then looked at the map he handed over and asked casually, "How many people have you prepared to participate in this battle?"

“100 people”

Sun Hua secretly calculated that guns were enough. "Tomorrow night, each person will send a usp and four magazines. You can pick 20 more smart people out and give them those sh. At that time, these 20 people followed me through the main door, and others surrounded their headquarters, and no one could let go. Anyone who rushed out from the inside was apart from women and children, all the others fired from me." He said sternly. He dared to hurt his family and would be punished even if he was far away. "During this time, you have to lead them to practice shooting skills, and don't let you miss it."

When Huo Fulang heard that he had to practice guns, he immediately responded with a lot of energy. Judging from his appearance, if he didn't ruthlessly today, he wouldn't have rested.
Chapter completed!