The crucial moment to determine the price of the gun had arrived. It was time to test the gun.
Coincidentally, they were in the shooting range. Morris greeted them, and a staff member chose a target for them. There were wooden targets at each of the 100, 200, 500, and 1,000 meters positions.
Hans was the tester. He held the headset and said, "Wow, wooden targets. These things are not cheap. Old buddy, you're putting in a lot of money."
Morris laughed and said, "I hope you can break them all."
The Type-92 machine gun was set up. Godzilla inserted 30 bullets into it and pushed Li Du away.
Li Du asked, "What's wrong?"
"It will explode and kill," Godzilla said briefly.
This kind of old gun was very dangerous when testing it. If one was not careful, it could explode. The result was that the person testing the gun would be injured or even killed.
Hans put on the headset and placed his eyes on the optical scope. He pulled the bolt and made two crisp sounds. Then, he slowly pulled the trigger.
"Da da da …" A crisp sound was heard. The magazine plate began to move. A few golden shells were ejected and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
As the machine gun vibrated, Hans' arms also shook violently. The wooden target at the 100 meter position was directly shot into pieces!
Seeing this, he suddenly became excited. He shifted the muzzle to aim at the 200-meter target, pulled the trigger, and shouted, "Oh, oh, the pulse suppressor is the pulse suppressor is the pulse suppressor!"
This machine gun's performance was really good. It had probably not been used for many years. Now that it was suddenly taken out, the accuracy was still very good.
The 200-meter target was broken again. When it came to the 500-meter target, it was difficult for Hans to hit it.
Thirty bullets sounded like a lot, but for a machine gun, it was a matter of a few seconds. This was with Hans's experienced use of burst fire. If he had used burst fire, he could have fired all the bullets in one pull of the trigger!
After the magazine plate was fired, the 500-meter target was intact. However, the 1,000-meter target far away had a big hole in it. This was the result of stray bullets.
The scene of the heavy machine gun firing attracted the surrounding gunners. They all came over to watch and discussed the gun.
"What kind of heavy machine gun is this? It looks ugly, but it's quite powerful. "
"Buddy, your marksmanship is not bad. Well done!"
"Let me try. There's a scope here, so it shouldn't be a problem for me to aim at a 500-meter target."
Hans took off his headset and said with a smug smile, "How is it, old buddy? This hot-tempered bastard is not bad, right?"
Morris nodded and said, "The trajectory is a little erratic, but it's understandable. It probably hasn't been used for a long time. Fifty-five thousand dollars. Come with me to get the money."
Hans cheered and high-fived Li Du. Neither of them had expected the gun to fetch such a high price; it was a pleasant surprise.
After they got the money and left, Li Du said, "The owner of this gun shop is really nice. If he didn't tell us the history of this gun, we would have sold it for 40,000 dollars."
"Yes," Hans explained. "That's why we all like to look for Morris to handle guns and accessories. It's because he's a fair trade."
After that, he gave Li Du some general knowledge about the storage treasure hunting industry. This industry had been around for half a century, and the members had accumulated a lot of experience.
Treasure hunters didn't just choose a random shop to handle their goods. They used shops that had been verified by their seniors and peers, and were suitable for handling goods.
"Morris's character is very famous in the whole of Arizona," Hans said. "When people get their hands on guns, they will look for him to handle them. After reserving some profits, he will honestly offer a price. Everyone earns money; it's a win-win situation."
Li Du nodded. "That's good. If we get our hands on guns in the future, we will still look for him."
They didn't gain much from this trip to Phoenix. Although they had gotten some money from selling the machine gun, they didn't actually make much profit from the storage auctions.
Hence, when they returned to Flagstaff, Hans worked even harder to find information about storage auctions.
In this information age, all information about storage auctions could be found on the Internet. The Storage Auction Association had an official website. Every day in the United States, information about storage auctions would be announced in advance.
However, there were thousands of storage auctions in the United States every day, and more than 90 percent of them were worthless. So, picking out the valuable ones from the information about the storage auctions became a technical job.
Picking a job depended on experience, foresight, and connections. Hans was more suitable for this job than Li Du.
Li Du had nothing to do, so he called Sophie. Sometimes at night, the two of them would even talk on the phone. However, it wasn't about romance, but Sophie was learning Mandarin from him.
Less than two days later, Hans brought a piece of news. "Move out, buddy. There's a batch of storage units in Red Canyon in Sedona to deal with. I heard there's good stuff in there."
Sedona was located between Phoenix and the Grand Canyon. Like Flagstaff, it was a small city.
However, it was much more famous than Flagstaff. It was a popular tourist, leisure, and vacation destination in the United States. It was famous for its unique red rock scenery and rich Native American culture.
This small city only had a population of 10,000, but every year, it attracted more than 4 million tourists from all over the world to sightsee.
"So, treasures are often found in storage units in places like this. Some tourists don't know how to be thrifty and cherish things. Many useful things will be thrown away — I like these people, haha." Hans laughed happily in the car.
Li Du had learned about this small city from the Internet. In fact, rather than being called a city, Sedona was more like a town. The territory was very small, only about ten square kilometers.
There were many travel magazines and websites in the United States. They often ranked various tourist attractions, and Sedona was classified as a small town. It had been in the top ten for many years, and had even won the title of "America's Most Beautiful Town."
They had set off in the afternoon, and arrived at Sedona in the evening. On both sides of the road, there were pieces of majestic red rocks. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, these rocks gave off a unique glow, making one forget to return.
On both sides of the road, there was a dedicated bicycle lane. Many people were riding, sweating profusely.
Outside the bicycle lane were pieces of vineyards. It was June, and the vines were flourishing. Large patches of green came into Li Du's eyes, and the red rocks complemented each other, creating an eye-catching color.
Other than outdoor enthusiasts and tourists, Li Du also saw some Native American Indians wearing distinctive clothing kneeling in worship. He asked, "Is this a sacred place for the Native American Indians?"
Hans nodded. "Yes, the Native American Indians have lived and multiplied on this land for generations. They see this as a sacred place."
Li Du sighed. "No wonder this is considered one of the most worth visiting towns in the United States. The scenery, culture, and customs — it has its own uniqueness."
"Not only that, buddy," Hans added. "This is also a famous place for spiritual cultivation. The Native American Indians say that this place can lead directly to the Holy Spirit. Every year, people from all over the world would come here for spiritual cultivation."
"Do you know about the New Age Movement? The supporters of this movement believe that this is the energy center of the Earth's radiation. It is said that there is a magical power here that can lift people's spirits. "
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
