The shooting range is not big. It is impossible for a small shop to have a large shooting range, but it is not small either. There are six compartments for people to test guns.
Now there were three or four people inside. The clerk took Zhang Chi to a deserted road, and then asked Zhang Chi to test the gun by himself, while he stepped back more than a meter away.
Zhang Chi has played with guns, and although his marksmanship is not very good, he also knows how to load bullets into the bomb bay.
Picking up the gun, Zhang Chi aimed at the target about ten meters away, calmed down his breathing, held his breath, and then pulled the trigger.
boom!
There was a gunshot and the bullet hit the target paper.
But unfortunately, it did not hit the center, but between the sixth and seventh rings.
After reloading the bullet, Zhang Chi continued to focus on shooting. His results were better the second time, reaching the eighth ring.
After trying all three guns, Zhang Chi decided to keep the Remington recommended by the clerk. Firstly, the quality of the gun was lighter than the other two. Secondly, the accuracy was better than the other two. For Zhang Chi, this
For novices, it is obvious that this Remington is more suitable.
"I want this one," Zhang Chi said.
The clerk heard this and replied: "Okay."
"Bring me two more boxes of bullets," Zhang Chi said again.
The clerk brought Zhang Chi to the front desk. He first verified Zhang Chi's personal information, that is, whether you have committed any crime or the like, and then recorded the ballistics and other messy things, but in general, what Zhang Chi had to do was
Not much.
A good citizen like Zhang Chi, who has never broken any laws, has no problem buying a gun.
At the end of the day, you pay the bill and write your signature on the receipt, and the entire process is complete.
The clerk quickly put the gun into the gun case, put the bullets in a small plastic bag, put them on a small cart and pushed them in front of Zhang Chi.
Zhang Chi pushed the car to the parking lot, opened the door next to his pickup truck, put the gun and bullets into the car, and pushed the car to the place where the cars were parked next to it.
When we drove back home, the sun had already set, and there was only a little afterglow left on the mountains to the west. However, because the sun had not completely set, the visibility of the pasture was still very high.
After returning with the gun, Zhang Chi placed the gun directly next to the table and started cooking dinner.
Meow meow!
Just as he was preparing to cook, Zhang Chi heard the meowing of a kitten, and then he remembered that his uncle and auntie from home had bought a kitten for him.
He hadn't eaten yet, but the little guy started to scream hungry, so Zhang Chi had to stop and make a bowl of goat milk powder for the kitten.
Now Zhang Chi doesn't dare to let the kitten out. His house is so big, and if the little guy runs away, he has no ability to chase him.
Didn’t you see that Zhang Chi can’t even handle twenty cows now, let alone such a small cat?
When I didn't work in the pasture, I always thought that it was easy for the cowboys to drive a cow, just like playing. But when it was my turn, I realized that it was not as easy as I thought.
Dinner is still the same as the old three, steak, potatoes and some onion rings, so you can just grab a big plate and fill your five internal organs.
Zhang Chi has been eating this thing these days. No matter how good the food is, he will get tired after eating it for a long time. However, Zhang Chi doesn't have time to make a delicious Chinese meal to reward himself.
Cut the steak into small pieces and put it into his mouth with chopsticks. While eating, he was flipping through his phone. Zhang Chi contacted the ranch where the calves were sold, but he didn't wait for a reply for a while. He pressed Mei Li's button.
As Ka said, Zhang Chi cut the price by half again, and I don’t know if they agree or not.
There was no news from the ranch here, so Zhang Chi began to pay attention to other ranches, thinking that since this ranch would eliminate calves, other large ranches might do the same.
After looking through the large ranches that I knew, I found that these large ranches did not sell culled calves. I couldn't help but wonder whether Merica's statement that every ranch would cull some calves at this time was correct.
.
Suspicions were suspicions, and it was impossible for him to grab Melika's collar and ask her why.
In fact, this is wrongly blamed on Merica. Many large ranches directly dispose of the culled calves and do not put them out, because they think that no one will buy them if they are put out. In the end, they are all disposed of, and in a few years, everyone will directly give them to them.
After they are disposed of, there are also some companies that specialize in this area of business, and the purchased calves are slaughtered and made into some feed and so on.
Just when Zhang Chi was looking at Mavericks, a message came on his phone.
When I opened it, I found that it was sent by my second cousin, who I feel bad about.
"Xiao Chi, there's a big turning point. The song is pretty good. I'm looking for someone to record it now..."
It’s such a long string of words that Zhang Chi doesn’t even have the interest to read it. What’s so fun about recording a song? If it can be on the charts of some radio stations, it’s possible to make money. Recording a song is still ten years away from becoming famous.
Eighteen thousand miles.
From Zhang Chi's point of view, his cousin's song selection skills are probably on the same level as his own. If the song he picked is popular, Zhang Chi feels that tomorrow's sun will be able to hit the ridge in the west.
“We are still short of money now…”.
"roll!"
After replying, Zhang Chi stopped talking to his cousin.
Who knew that this guy wasn't done yet, so Zhang Chi immediately blacklisted him in a fit of anger: "Too noisy!"
After eating and tidying up, Zhang Chi began to practice his gun, as the mountain lion would definitely not appear at this time, and it would have to appear in the dead of night.
After getting into the car and looking around, he didn't find any good targets. Zhang Chi had no choice but to take out the dart board he used to play darts with and hang it directly on a tree as a target.
Zhang Chi opened the gun box, took out the gun, opened the bullet box, grabbed a handful of bullets and put them in his pocket. Zhang Chi stood still about thirty steps away from the target.
Open the bolt and push the bullet into the chamber. The crisp clicking sound sounds so pleasant. For men, guns seem to be inherently exciting.
The same is true for Zhang Chi now. When trying out a gun in a gun shop, Zhang Chi is far less happy and relaxed than he is now.
boom!
The shot missed.
clang!
After withdrawing the bullet, Zhang Chi took out a new bullet from his pocket and inserted it into the chamber of the gun. He picked up the gun and continued to aim.
When I was about to take the second shot, I suddenly heard a message from my cell phone.
boom!
The shot hit, but it was still quite far away from the red heart. I guess if I aimed at the mountain lion's head, I might hit the neck by chance.
Carrying the gun, I returned to the small table, picked up my phone and looked at it, only to find out that it was the news that someone had come back from selling cattle to the ranch.
There’s a saying there: don’t bargain!
"Nima, these Americans are really stupid. If you sell it to others and get paid for it, why can't you sell it to us at half price?" Zhang Chi muttered.
However, he did not stop and directly added a sentence below the other person's information: "Let's discuss it with your manager."
"I'm the manager," the other end said very rudely.
Zhang Chi wanted to curse when he saw this.
He was going to use all his hard work, but who knew that they wouldn't reply to his messages.
After waiting for a while, Zhang Chi had no choice but to continue to practice his marksmanship. As the saying goes, sharpening a gun before the battle is not a good thing.
The gun was sharpened very carefully, and the entire box of bullets was almost polished. Zhang Chi's gun did not grow much, and it was still three or four circles away from the center of the circle.
As the sun completely set, Zhang Chi could no longer practice because the entire dart target looked dark from dozens of steps away.
There were good targets around him, including ten lively goats, but Zhang Chi had just eaten and didn't want to eat mutton skewers yet.
After staying for a while, Zhang Chi drove his pickup truck toward the small forest where the cattle were hiding.
About twenty meters away from the woods, Zhang Chi stopped the car and turned off the engine. He climbed onto the rear bucket with a gun and waited for the mountain lion to come.
After a while, the mountain lion did not wait. Chi Yanshan ran over, stretched his neck, put his big head on the carriage, and stared at Zhang Chi.
"What are you doing?" Zhang Chi asked in a low voice toward Chi Yanlai, while reaching out and wiping the bridge of its big nose.
Whoosh!
Chiyan Mountain blew out a burst of hot wind from its two big nostrils.
After being so frightened by a mountain lion last night, Chi Yanshan is a little afraid to stay alone. He feels that the safest place may be next to his owner.
What's more, the owner has brought a tough guy today. As a well-trained horse, the sound of gunshots cannot scare it. If it is even afraid of gunshots, then how can it be said that this horse is well-trained.
So Chiyanshan is very familiar with the sound of gunfire, and it also knows how powerful this thing is.
Originally, Zhang Chi felt that it was okay to have Chi Yanshan nearby, but this guy would make noises and chirp from time to time. Isn't it obvious that he was signaling to the mountain lion?
"Are you a traitor? I don't usually see you like this. Which song are you singing tonight?" Zhang Chi grabbed one of Chi Chiyanshan's ears and pulled it twice.
Chi Yanshan did not resist. Seeing his master talking to him, Herod snorted twice.
Zhang Chi saw that this was going to be impossible, and with the Red Flame Mountain nearby, the mountain lion might not dare to come tonight, so he directly put the Red Flame Mountain into the gourd.
This time, Zhang Chi's side finally became quiet.
The person hid in the car, and the car was placed in the shade so that the rising moonlight would not reveal the car's position. Zhang Chi also carefully chose the limelight so that his scent would not reach the mountain lion's nose.
inside.
Zhang Chi knew that this beast would definitely come again tonight, and no beast could refuse the opportunity of a feast.
The fact was just as Zhang Chi expected, the mountain lion did come, and it came quite early. It had a big meal yesterday, which made it extra diligent tonight.
Soon Zhang Chi saw his eyes shining brightly like small lanterns, and he slowly moved towards the small forest from the grass.
Mountain lion!
The unique eyes of carnivores are easy to spot even if they are hidden in the grass.