Seeing that the fat man seemed to be interested in Ferrari, Owen didn't show any pretense and motioned for him to drive, and he consciously sat in the co-pilot's seat.
The fat man was eager to give it a try, so he adjusted the seat to the rear and stuffed his fat body into it.
The car started, the Ferrari engine made a unique roar, and Eddie drove it towards the suburbs.
After walking for more than ten minutes, Owen raised his hand and looked at his watch. Just as he was about to urge Eddie, Eddie spoke first.
"Okay, here we are."
Eddie drove the Ferrari around a corner and then drove onto a fork in the road. Soon a small holiday cabin appeared in front of him.
Parking the car in front of the cabin, Eddie seemed to be a little unfinished.
"Come this way."
Eddie did not go to the cabin, but instead led Owen to an abandoned car nearby. The car looked very old, with all four wheels worn out, the paint on the body of the car peeling off, and it was covered in spots.
Walking to the car, Eddie reached out and opened the trunk, then worked inside, and a hole appeared. The car turned out to be the entrance to an underground warehouse.
Owen glanced at Eddie, and he didn't expect that the fat man was quite cunning. If someone else came over, everyone would probably focus on the cabin, and no one would think that this old car that looked like scrap metal was
It's the real entrance.
Owen followed Eddie down the iron stairs in the cave and entered his underground warehouse. Eddie pressed the switch on the wall, the lights came on, and a not-so-small armory appeared in front of Owen's eyes.
Owen looked around and saw that this guy had quite a wealthy family. The surrounding walls were all gun cabinets, which were neatly filled with various weapons.
"The things you want are all here, and if there's anything else that catches your eye, it's fine."
Eddie said half-showing off.
Owen saw various types of assault rifles, micro-ramps, pistols, grenades, and sniper rifles. In the cabinets near the side, they were not weapons, but matching night vision goggles, various gun accessories, body armor, and tactical vests.
wait.
Owen put the things he wanted into a basket as if he were going to the supermarket, and then followed Eddie out of the warehouse with the basket.
"There is a shooting range in front, you can go and try their quality..."
Eddie led Owen to a small 100-meter-long shooting range, and Owen began to test the power of these weapons.
He put all six magazines into the bullet bag of the tactical vest and equipped the grenades on his body. After putting on all the equipment, he installed a red dot sight on the 4a1 and began to test the gun.
After firing a few shots, Owen adjusted the position of the scope according to the point of impact, and subsequent shots became much smoother.
This shooting range was similar to the three-gun shooting range he had shot at ips before. There were targets at various distances. After a few bursts, Owen's shooting became smoother and smoother, and he began to shoot alternately between distance and distance as before.
After just a few bursts of shooting, all the nearby targets hit the target. After a long period of practice, Owen now has a very high hit rate even without firing bullets.
After adapting to a few bursts of shots, Irving started playing faster and faster, attracting Eddie who didn't care much at first.
Owen kept shooting, squatting, standing, leaning his head left and right, using various postures and angles. He had to adapt to this equipment and weight as soon as possible.
There were short and intensive shooting sounds on the shooting range. Although the gunfire was dense, it maintained a certain unique rhythm.
Eddie next to him was eating donuts. He really loved these things. But when he saw Irving performing the same shooting skills, he couldn't help itching his hands. He got a SAR from the side and followed Irving in the shooting range.
Start shooting.
Suddenly, the gunshots in the shooting range became more intensive.
The two types of gunshots sounded in sequence, and along with the "clang" sound when the bullet hit the target, there was a different kind of beauty.
Owen also took the time to look at Eddie, and he didn't expect that this fat man was actually an expert shooter. His shooting skills were fast and accurate, and he hit the target with his gun, and his shooting speed was extremely fast.
It didn't take long for Owen to adapt. 4a1 and RBS tactical vests were standard equipment for SAT, and he was no stranger to them. He tried a ka2 offensive grenade again, and after feeling the power of the grenade, Owen was ready to pack up and leave.
Nina only gave him one hour and 20 minutes, and now there isn't much time left.
Owen ceased fire and refilled the empty magazine.
Eddie, who was feeling happy on the side, also stopped firing, threw the sar aside, then walked over and said: "Your shooting skills are good..."
Owen smiled back, "You're not bad either..."
Fatty's marksmanship is really good, both in terms of accuracy and speed. It's top-notch. It's obvious that he's very talented. But his physical strength is a bit lacking. He's already sweating profusely after playing for so long. No wonder he always looks at him with him.
Bring a handkerchief.
"Haha~~ Thank you for the compliment. These things are pretty good. By the way, how are you going to pay the bill? I only accept cash here..."
The fat man's question stunned Owen.
Before, he only thought about getting weapons and didn't think about money. The 4a1 is a noble firearm, and with the red dot sight and accessories he wanted, it was not cheap.
"How much?"
"It's all down, you give me 9,000 US dollars, internal preferential price..."
Irving showed a hint of embarrassment on his face. Let alone $9,000, he didn't even have $900 on him.
The fat man immediately noticed Owen's embarrassment, frowned and asked, "You're not planning not to pay the bill, are you?"
The fat man's hand unconsciously touched the quick-draw gun holster on his leg. He had no choice but to do it. There are people in this industry who like to take advantage of others, and the fat man had to guard against it.
Irving was worried, but when he saw the Ferrari next to him, his eyes suddenly brightened.
"It's true that I don't have enough money, but what do you think of this Ferrari?"
"Well... don't tell me this car is really yours?" Eddie hesitated.
"Of course not, but you can treat it as a stolen car. I think you must have channels to sell it..."
Eddie touched his chin and pretended to think about it for a while, then said after a while: "Of course you can use Ferrari to pay off the debt, but you will suffer more this way. Well, I think you want to do something big, I have a good thing here, maybe you
It’ll come in handy…”
"nice one?"
The fat man didn't wait for Owen after he finished speaking, and turned around and walked towards the corner of the shooting range. Owen followed him suspiciously, wanting to see what the good stuff he talked about was.
The fat man walked up to something covered with a cloth and took off the cloth. When he saw the true appearance of the thing underneath, Owen exclaimed.
"2hb heavy machine gun!"
Owen called out the name of this machine gun at once, just because this machine gun is so famous and ranks among the top three most lethal machine guns in the world.
But this one looks a little different.
"Haha, you can tell. 2HB heavy machine gun. This thing is an enlarged version of the 1917 heavy machine gun produced by Browning Company. The caliber has also changed from 762 mm to 127 mm. The US team usually deploys it on infantry fighting vehicles.
, or used as an aviation machine gun."
Eddie talked like a child showing off a toy, pointing at the gun and explaining to Owen.
"You see, I made some small changes to it. I installed a bracket for it, and also equipped it with a T-250d tactical remote control system. It can not only preset the shooting trajectory, but also delay the launch. All operations
All you need is a small mobile phone..."
Eddie excitedly took out his mobile phone and demonstrated it to Owen. 2hb immediately smashed a pile of tires in the distance to pieces.
"Did you improve this yourself?"
"certainly."
Genius, absolutely genius!
Owen was impressed by this fat man.
"But how can I use this thing?"
Owen admitted that this thing was indeed a good thing and it could indeed help him, but it weighed a few pounds and he couldn't move it away at all.
"Well, this is indeed a problem." Eddie held his forehead and seemed to be worried, but he immediately said: "Wait, maybe I have a way!"