Rushing back to Volgograd from Italy, Wei Ran didn't bother to rest. He just had a meal with his aunt and the professor, and then immediately got into the work of reloading bullets.
Compared with the sample he got a month ago, he was much more serious about the 50 bullets this time. For this reason, he even went to Mr. Alexander and asked him to help him make a relatively more precise bullet reloading tool.
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The bullet head is filled with high-explosives, and the bullet casing prepared in advance is stuck in the slot of the reloading tool and fixed, then filled with propellant that has been particle screened and the weight is strictly controlled, and finally the coated
Put the glued bullet head on it and turn the ratchet to slowly press it into the fixed depth of the cartridge case.
After completing the reassembly work, a fuse was screwed on the warhead of each bullet. Weiran carefully wiped it clean with a piece of chamois leather and pressed it all into the magazine of the anti-tank gun.
Just like his initial plan, these finely processed bullets are destined not to be brought back to the battlefield of World War II, but they can help him more safely complete the practical assessment tasks that Culp arranges at any time. And what he needs to solve now is
That’s where to go to test the accuracy of these bullets.
Now is the hottest time of summer, so there is no need to consider Inta, which has turned into a quagmire. In this case, the nearest place is the Astrakhan region on the lower reaches of the Volga River, and the desert area near the Kazakhstan border.
There was no one in that damn place at all, and most importantly, it was not too far from Volgograd. With nothing to do, Wei Ran simply made preparations for this test gun. Before he set off, he still stayed at
Dima from Italy also made a video call.
"How is the situation?" Wei Ran turned on the hands-free function of his mobile phone and asked while carrying mineral water into the compartment of the off-road vehicle.
"not too good"
Jima frowned and poured out her bitterness, "The current owner of that restaurant is a girl with obsessive-compulsive disorder and social phobia, as well as a child who is still in elementary school."
"Have you confirmed the other party's identity?" Wei Ran asked, hiding a smile that was almost unbearable.
"Confirmed"
Jima gave an affirmative answer, "They also know the story that happened in the North African desert at that time, but the person involved passed away in the last century. But the good news is that these two people who survived the war stayed
It’s a memoir that records a lot of things in detail.”
"What about the bad news?" Weiran asked, picking up the second box of water. "Since there is good news, there must be bad news, right?"
Ji Ma spread his hands and said, "The bad news is that the restaurant was rented a month ago. Those three weirdos refused to reveal who the person who rented the restaurant was, and they didn't want to go to England to meet you.
That Mr. Charlotte didn't want the other party to visit them in Italy. In the words of the child named Matthew, one of the other two people has obsessive-compulsive disorder and mysophobia, and the other has social anxiety. It will be very troublesome for them to go out, and they are temporarily
There is no ability to entertain guests.”
"So we won't meet again?" Wei Ran asked in anticipation.
“It’s only temporary”
Jima intentionally or unintentionally showed off the girl in his arms and his dishonest paw, and said seriously, "The little guy named Matthew said that when winter comes, his parents will
He will come back from the Antarctic research station. He will tell their parents about it then."
"That's it. If possible, remember to bring back the memoir you mentioned."
"Already got it." Ji Ma took the paper bag handed over by the girl in his arms, put the phone camera in and showed it to Wei Ran.
"In this case, if you have time, how about a trip to England?"
Wei Ran simply left all the errand work to Ji Ma, "I will send you the address later. When you go there, give the memoirs to Mr. Charlotte, and by the way convey the meaning of the three people you just mentioned to
other side."
"No problem, of course I won't refuse the opportunity to travel for free." Jima agreed.
"Also, remember to charge the investigation fee from the other party."
Wei Ran thought for a while and said, "Calculate how much you have spent these days. However, adding forty-seven thousand euros will be the cost of this investigation. If Mr. Charlotte is willing to pay more, there is no need to refuse, just bring him
Just come back."
"Victor, you are really a profiteer." Ji Ma teased with a wink.
“I didn’t charge too much at all”
Wei Ran smiled and told the truth. He did not charge too much. The annual rent for renting the restaurant was 36,000 euros. In addition, he also spent 10,000 euros on customizing the bullets.
Of course these things should be counted as costs.
After all, if he didn't customize those bullets, how could he get so many things out of Taxi's mouth? In short, this price is considered very conscientious by Weiran. As for the fees paid by the other party for the previous investigation of the oil barrels
, those are two completely unrelated things.
"Let's not talk about your overcharging." Ji Ma suddenly changed the subject, "Remember that camera store half a month ago, right?"
"Why are you talking about this all of a sudden?" Wei Ran stopped what he was doing, picked up his cell phone and asked strangely.
"I received a call from my teacher yesterday"
Jima was careful not to say Dalia's name, and waited until the girl in his arms left at his signal before continuing, "She told me that Leva successfully completed the heart bypass surgery."
"That money?" Wei Ran immediately guessed the general cause and effect.
Ji Ma nodded, "When I was leaving his store, I noticed that the medicine he was taking was the same as the medicine my mother took a few years ago. At that time, I guessed that the poor old guy might have a heart problem.
question."
"How was the result of the operation?" Wei Ran asked.
"At least Teacher Dalia said it was a success," Jima said happily. "For the first time, I feel that I have done something meaningful."
"Live well, live to do meaningful things." Wei Ran said, half teasingly, half seriously.
"When you have time, how about coming with me to see that old guy?" Jima suddenly issued an invitation, "Teacher Dalia said that she had already told Leva the truth."
"Going to Kirov?" Wei Ran subconsciously thought of the old pervert Gorman and the horrific memories in that mental hospital.
Dima looked at Wei Ran like a fool, "If we don't go to Kirov, how can we still see Leva in Kiev?"
"I've been a little busy recently. Let's wait a little later." Before he finished speaking, Wei Ran simply hung up the phone.
After looking at the supplies in the trunk of the off-road vehicle, and finally stuffing a thick canvas tent inside, he simply put Jima's invitation behind him, locked the rolling door and went to the travel agency next door to chat with his aunt.
Say hello, let’s drive off.
It was only a little over three hundred kilometers away. When he arrived at a small place called Harabali along the road along the Volga River, it was not even past 12 o'clock that night.
He randomly found a hotel that seemed pretty good to stay at. Early the next morning, Weiran drove an off-road vehicle deep into the desert in the northeast while keeping an eye on the satellite navigation, fearing that he might accidentally make a mistake.
Drive to the territory of Hasa.
It wasn't until there were no traces of human activity around that he parked the car on the edge of a sand dune, then moved the canvas tent from the compartment of the off-road vehicle and opened it. By the way, it was still between the tent and the off-road vehicle.
Under the erected sunshade canopy, a folding chair was propped up.
He took out a bottle of cold Coke from the small refrigerator in the car. Weiran opened it and took a sip. Then he took out the telescope from the metal book and observed the surrounding environment in the hot desert while patiently waiting for the dusk.
Arrive.
"I wish I had been so comfortable in the desert of North Africa." Wei Ran sighed, lamenting to himself the completely different situation of Carlo and others.
In his wild thoughts, time passed by, and when the sun gradually set in the west and sunk most of his body below the horizon, he placed five plastic buckets and a plastic bag on the sunny side of the dune.
He raised a small flag and then drove the car due west for about a kilometer.
After climbing on the roof of the car and observing the surrounding situation again, until he was sure that there were still no cars or people at all like in the morning, Wei Ran immediately lowered the roof and took out the metal book in the shadow of the off-road vehicle.
Anti-tank gun.
He stepped firmly on the gun truck, slowly shook the ratchet to unlock it, and after loading a finely processed bullet with a click, Wei Ran used the high-power sight mounted on the gun to aim at the bucket on the sand dunes in the distance.
Based on the knowledge he learned at the Hongqi Forest Farm, he patiently adjusted the scope according to the wind speed. When everything was ready, he put one of the big red empty plastic barrels in the ring sight cover and pulled the trigger with two fingers.
After a deafening dull gunshot, an obvious plume of smoke exploded on the sand dune less than two meters away from the bucket.
After standing up and looking around again, Wei Ran sat back down on the sand that was still burning his buttocks, adjusted the sight again, and then pulled the trigger.
During his repeated corrections, when the fourth gunshot sounded, the first bucket instantly exploded and scattered into pieces all over the ground.
Gently moving the muzzle to aim at the second bucket, Wei Ran pulled the trigger again. Although there was still a deviation this time, the distance was only less than half a meter.
Without making any adjustments to the sight, Wei Ran calmed down, pointed at the bucket and pulled the heavy trigger again.
Looking at the big red bucket exploding in the scope, Wei Ran finally showed a satisfied smile on his face. Although these bullets were costly, they successfully increased the killing range to one kilometer.
As for whether they will be used in the future, Weiran doesn't care. Of course it's best not to use them, but when you need to use them, you can't live without them, right?
Picking up the shell casings that had fallen around and putting them in his pocket, Wei Ran put away the anti-tank gun and drove the car further in the direction for a distance of 500 meters.
Not long after, there was another dull gunshot that echoed for a long time in the desolate desert, and at the foot of the sand dune, a ball of yellow sand exploded out of thin air.
