"The mad dragon's individual combat ability is not the strongest?"
Cuckoo looked at Qi Fan with some surprise.
"No." Qi Fan shook his head slightly, exhaled, looked at the night sky in the distance and said, "Both Kuanglong and I touched that 'door', but failed to open it."
Door? Door again?
Cuckoo's eyes were full of doubts.
This was not the first time he heard this sentence. His teacher Nighthawk had also said the same thing. Cuckoo asked Nighthawk what the door was. Nighthawk shook his head and did not answer directly. He just told Cuckoo that one day
If you can see the door, you know what it is.
As he spoke, Nighthawk's tone contained deep regret. Once you see or touch the locked door, you may not be able to push it open. Some people are born with the ability to push the door open, and some people can only push it open throughout their lives.
Standing in front of the door, you can't move forward even half a step, and you can't step into that legendary realm.
"It's very late, go and have a rest." Qi Fan stood up from the rooftop and said to Cuckoo: "Don't pay too much attention to this matter. This is just a matter of luck and probability. We still have business to do tomorrow."
Early the next morning, Qi Fan left the school with Cugu and drove to the safe house, while the remaining people continued to stay in the school.
After Qi Fan stopped the car at the edge of the mountain forest, he covered the car with a camouflage net, and he and Cugu walked into the forest. However, after only walking two or three hundred meters, Qi Fan suddenly stretched out his hand to signal Cugu to stop.
Cugu picked up the XM2010 sniper rifle and looked around, then moved to Qi Fan and asked: "Bingren, why don't you leave?"
"withdraw!"
Qi Fan stared at the ground for a while, signaled Cuckoo to retreat, and said: "Someone has been here, but the traces on the ground have been covered up. Although the traces on the ground have been covered up, artificial cover-up will always leave some traces.
, these traces cannot be covered up.”
Cuckoo nodded and squatted on the spot with the XM2010 sniper rifle on guard. Qi Fan retreated according to the route he had taken before entering the forest and quickly withdrew from the forest.
Opening the passenger door, Cugu got into the passenger seat holding a sniper rifle and asked Qi Fan: "Bingren, now that the safe house is destroyed, what are we going to do next?"
"We also have backup supply points, and this problem can be easily solved."
The backup supply point for Longyin's troops is in a reservoir. This reservoir was abandoned three years ago. After it was abandoned, few people came here. Occasionally, some local young people came here in search of excitement.
to here.
Watching Qi Fan move boxes of bullets out from under the floor of the house, Cugu opened one of the bullet boxes, took out a bullet from it, looked at it, and said: "These bullets are almost older than me.
Are you sure it can still be used? And when did you set up a backup supply point here?"
"This is also learned from the CIA." Qi Fan explained: "CIA agents are located all over the world. They have safe houses and weapons depots in many countries so that agents can obtain weapons when needed. CIA
There are many places to store weapons like this, some are in houses, farms, and school warehouses, and some are hidden in logistics transport trucks like Bueckert and moved around. Buckert can think of hiding the P virus in
In the refrigerated transport truck, the Americans were able to find the refrigerated company without the help of Bookerte's mobile phone. It can be said that this is also the reason. To put it bluntly, their methods of doing things are the same."
"As for these bullets being from the 1990s, some of them must be unusable. It is precisely because these bullets are so long apart from now that they can be stored in large quantities at a very low cost."
The two people loaded the bullets into the car and almost filled the trunk of the car before driving back to school. Although there were several boxes of bullets taken out of the reservoir, Qi Fan conservatively estimated that half of the bullets could be normal.
Thank goodness for using it.
"What are these old antiques?"
Zhang Zihang took out a bullet from a bullet box and weighed it in his hand. After confirming that the bullet in his hand could not be used, he threw it aside.
"The safe house was destroyed, we can only take out these bullets from the backup supply point." Qi Fan patted Zhang Zihang on the shoulder and said: "Okay, stop complaining, work quickly, and try to get dark
We screened out the bullets that can be used before."
The school had been cut off from water and electricity, so we had to rush to screen out the bullets before it got dark.
Even if everyone present is a good gun player and can tell whether a bullet is still usable by just weighing it with their hands, it is still a huge project to sort through such a large number of bullets.
Especially when Cuckoo grabbed a handful of bullets from the box, ten bullets in a row failed to meet the usage standards, which made Cuckoo depressed and seriously doubted his own character.
There were a total of ten boxes of bullets, and only three boxes were left after final selection, with a scrap rate of 70%! The three boxes of bullets selected were still to be tested with live ammunition.
Qi Fan randomly selected ten bullets from each of the three bullet boxes, filled one magazine, loaded it into the automatic rifle and walked out of the teaching building. He put up the severely rusted gun handles and raised the gun to shoot.
Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!
Dang Dang! Dang Dang Dang! Dang Dang Dang Dang!
The steel cartridge case flew out of the ejection window and landed on the ground two meters away, bouncing happily and making a "ding-dong" sound.
Although this is just an ordinary 5.56mm NATO-made standard bullet, not a high-end product like the tungsten core armor-piercing bullets Qi Fan and the others originally loaded in the magazine, because these steel targets are severely corroded, the bullet can still penetrate easily.
The steel target left a circle of bullet holes in the wall behind the steel target.
After finishing the bullets in a magazine, there was no jamming in the middle, the ammunition supply was smooth, and it met the usage requirements.
Of course, if we follow the standard procedures, the test will be more complicated, but now Qi Fan and the others can also test according to the standard procedures. The failure of the bullet is a probability event. To put it bluntly, this thing is just about appearance! If the face is not good, it may be the first time.
One bullet jammed.
Just when Qi Fan put away his gun and was about to return to the teaching building, two car high-beam lights suddenly came from outside the school. Qi Fan looked stern, pressed the magazine button and unloaded the empty magazine from the automatic rifle. From the tactical
He took out a spare magazine from the magazine pouch of his vest, stuffed it into his automatic rifle, pulled the bolt to load the bullet, and quickly pushed it into the teaching building, watching the cars heading towards the school outside in a prepared manner.