Traveling through the sword to engage in military industry

“Da da da, da da da.” Liang Xiaofeng braced the butt of the gun against his shoulder, but he kept retreating. The recoil from the AK's rapid fire exceeded 30 kilograms, and Liang Xiaofeng's small frame couldn't withstand it without a solid stance!

After a series of fierce actions, he looked at the target and saw it hadn't moved an inch, clearly missing completely.

“Tsk tsk, not a single hit. Xiaofeng, you're a bit weak. You need to work on your muscles.” Ren Zhong glanced at Liang Xiaofeng and mocked.

“Watch me.”

Ren Zhong spread his legs, bracing himself with a bow-legged stance. He had done his homework beforehand, and he even put on goggles before firing. He raised the heavy AK, aimed at the target about 100 meters away, and after aiming for a while, he decisively fired!

With a 'pop' like a firecracker exploding, Ren Zhong felt a jolt in his shoulder and his hand trembled. The bullet whizzed off, who knows where!

The target remained motionless.

“Lao Ren, your marksmanship is also very random. Don't laugh at others. Whether it's accurate or not doesn't matter, as long as we have fun! During military training, we only touched a Type 56 rifle to pose for show, and we didn't even fire live rounds. Today, we'll shoot to our heart's content!” Liang Xiaofeng turned and laughed. It would be strange if inexperienced rookies like them could hit a target 100 meters away with a knock-off AK.

Those African guys with AKs spraying bullets for a long time, none of them can hit anything. Ren Zhong and Liang Xiaofeng used to laugh at them, but now it's their turn, and even shooting at a stationary target, the result is the same. A mob fighting is just a lot of noise.

“Tch, my first shot was just to test the feel. I think the scope on this gun is as unreliable as those for shooting balloons.” Ren Zhong felt that his iron sights were clearly on the target, but the bullet just didn't know where it flew.

The AK's calibration at this shooting range might be off.

Sayid, standing beside them, twitched his face and looked at the two brothers speechlessly.

“Buddy, why don't you let me try? There are some techniques to master to shoot an AK accurately.” Sayid suggested. He brought them to this shooting range for the experience, and customer satisfaction was his highest goal. Since bringing a certain Chinese internet celebrity here, Sayid also became popular through that celebrity's videos, which led to his current steady stream of guiding business.

Sayid was also a smart person, not like other guides who tried to rip off every customer. Instead, he planned to make this a long-term business, because this job was so easy. Guiding a group of customers well for a few days was equivalent to earning a month's worth of hard work in his hometown. So, Sayid not only provided good service but also painstakingly learned some Chinese to barely communicate with customers.

A guiding fee of 10 US dollars a day was really a conscientious price, but Sayid could get commissions from extra spending on accommodation, shopping, experiences, and so on. These businesses were the bulk of his income, so he had to serve the customers well, and the more customers spent, the more Sayid could earn.

Of course, Sayid didn't randomly rip people off in these areas, but chose local, cost-effective, and fun options to guide them to. He would never force consumption, which would be like killing the goose that lays the golden eggs.

Ren Zhong and Liang Xiaofeng looked like high-quality customers who were willing to spend money. They bought a handgun each to play with without saying a word. They should know that Ren Zhong and the others could not take these handguns with them!

These guns actually couldn't be taken far from Dara Town before there would be checkpoints that professionally “recycled” them, because almost ninety-nine percent of the tourists who bought guns here didn't have a legal Pakistani gun license.

So, Ren Zhong and their spending was actually a one-time thing. They could just find something to aim at and play with in the wild around Dara Town for a few days.

Sayid had seen too many Chinese tourists like this. After all, there were almost no places in their country where they could come into contact with these things. A hundred or two hundred dollars wasn't expensive, and catching a bird or a wild rabbit to shoot in the wild was much more interesting than shooting targets at a shooting range.

However, most tourists stopped there. Experiencing big guys like AKs/M16s was still done at the shooting range. This was a professional place, and it was not easy for accidents to happen.

When Ren Zhong and Liang Xiaofeng heard that Sayid was willing to teach, they stopped at the same time. Ren Zhong carefully handed the AK to Sayid.

Sayid squatted halfway, raised the gun, pressed the butt of the gun tightly against his shoulder socket, aimed at the center of the target, and decisively fired after slightly deviating the muzzle upwards by seven or eight centimeters!

The gun fired and the target fell, all in one go!

As expected of a professional arms guide, look at his business level. Ren Zhong and Liang Xiaofeng were immediately convinced.

“You two, the rifling on this AK is a bit worn, and the speed of the bullet leaving the barrel is relatively reduced, so the distance to correct for the target's drop should be higher. According to my experience, you have to be at least seven or eight centimeters above the center of the target. Because this gun has been shot by too many people, the bullet impact point distribution has long exceeded seven or eight centimeters. If you aim at the center of the target, the drop deviation plus the distribution deviation will easily cause you to miss the target.

Also, the AK's burst fire recoil here is too great. Usually, standing target shooting doesn't use burst fire mode. Or, let's try prone target shooting later.” Sayid said to the two after shooting.

Ren Zhong and Liang Xiaofeng suddenly understood after hearing this. No wonder they clearly aimed at the target, but they couldn't hit it.

You wouldn't know these experiences without firing thousands of rounds.

The two of them hadn't even fired live ammunition during military training, so the instructors naturally wouldn't teach these basic knowledge. Although Sayid didn't have much theoretical knowledge, his practical ability was strong. In a place like this, he had at least a thousand firing experiences a year.

After Sayid finished firing a single shot, he directly lay prone on the ground, put the gun on the long stone in front, aimed at the target, and fired a three-round burst!

The bullets fired out like a string of pearls, and the tin target rang three times before falling down!

This bearded man is not simple. A trace of vigilance secretly arose in Ren Zhong's heart. It seems that being a guide is not his main job.

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Following Sayid's instructions, Ren Zhong and Liang Xiaofeng adjusted, and sure enough, they could hit the target. Once they got the hang of it, they couldn't stop. The two of them shot here for more than an hour, and the two of them fired thousands of rounds together, and their shoulders were sore before they stopped.

“Mr. Sayid, do you have an RPG, like a rocket launcher that can blow up a bunker with one shot?” Seeing that the time was right, Ren Zhong asked about what he really wanted.

Sayid was planning what project to take Ren Zhong and the others to next when he heard this and his eyes lit up.

These consumptions at the shooting range are nothing. These reloaded bullets at the shooting range can be shot for a thousand rounds for 100 US dollars, so Sayid's commission for this small business is only 15 US dollars, which is not as much as the commission for the sale of two handguns, which is not satisfying at all.

Now that he heard that Ren Zhong wanted a cannon, if this business was successful, it would be enough for him to have a good meal.

“Of course, but the price is a bit expensive,” Sayid said, holding his breath. “These big guys are not easy to produce locally here. Most of the sources are obtained from the guerrillas. Buddy must also be clear that the price of standard weapons is definitely different from the cost of our local products.”

Sayid was very good at paving the way. After saying this, Liang Xiaofeng immediately felt that it was very impressive. At the same time, he didn't understand why Ren Zhong wanted this thing. Playing with radios and simulation guns was basically the ceiling for military enthusiasts. Playing with cannons, except in war-torn areas, I am afraid that no place would allow such a great existence.

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