In addition to buying a car, Li Du also wanted to buy hunting equipment.
That required a full set: a jacket, a sun hat, sunglasses, boots, and most importantly, a weapon.
But because he did not have a green card, he could not buy a gun.
Hans could. Before entering the gun shop, he said, "Tell me which gun you like. I will buy it, and then it will be yours."
From this, it could be seen that Hans really treated Li Du as a brother and trusted him very much.
There were three things that Americans wouldn't lend. They wouldn't lend their cars, they wouldn't lend their wives, and they wouldn't lend their guns either.
If a car was lent out and there was an accident, it would be the responsibility of the owner. There was no need to explain about a wife, and the gun had to be taken care of. It would be troublesome if something happened to it.
Car accidents mainly involved financial compensation. With the insurance company, even if there was compensation, it would not be a lot. However, if a gun was misused, it could lead to terrible criminal consequences.
For example, according to the law, if someone lent out a gun and then the person who borrowed the gun committed a crime, the first person to be prosecuted would not be the person who borrowed the gun, but the gun owner.
In other words, if Li Du used the gun to kill someone, it was very likely that Hans would go to jail.
The gun shop they entered was called Veterans World. The owner was called Morris, and he was a business partner with the treasure hunters. The Japanese machine gun that Li Du had obtained last time had been sold to this shop.
Although Morris was old, his memory was not bad.
When the two of them entered, he was serving a customer. When he saw them, he immediately waved and said, "Did you bring something good again?"
Hans smiled and went over to shake his hand. "No, this time we brought you a chance to make money."
Morris said, "You brought good stuff, so I can make more money."
Li Du asked, "Did you sell the machine gun from last time?"
Morris nodded and said, "Yes, I sold it to a film company in Los Angeles. They want to make a movie about the war in the Pacific, and they need a real Japanese machine gun for close-up shots."
Hans gave him a light punch and said, "Wow, then you must have made money."
Morris smiled noncommittally and said, "It's not bad. I got a bite of meat. What do you need?"
Hans said, "First, get me some ammunition. Hmm, I need .38 and .45 caliber, 500 rounds each."
Li Du was surprised. "Oh my god, you bought so many bullets? What are you doing? Hunting zombies at the end of the world? "
"You need this to kill zombies, buddy!" Beside him, a burly man was spinning an M60 machine gun. The thick, jet-black muzzle was pointed at them. It was a frightening sight!
Hans said, "The hunting season has started. We will need a lot of bullets. You don't have any experience, so listen to me."
Morris whistled and arranged for the employees to prepare the bullets. Then, he let the two of them walk around casually.
Li Du was not a military fan and was not familiar with firearms. After looking at a few gun racks, he only recognized one gun, and that was the king of land warfare, the AK-47!
The price of the AK-47 was the lowest among the rifles, only three hundred dollars. However, there were some more expensive ones, the most expensive one was two thousand dollars.
Hans asked, "You want this gun? Let me remind you that this is not a good choice. Don't be fooled by its fame, because this is the 21st century. "
Li Du shook his head. "No, I'm not buying it. I'm just curious."
Hans took out a pistol from the counter and threw it to him. "This is for you. Buy this one. It will definitely suit you well."
"What kind of gun is this?" Li Du held it in his hand and looked at it.
The exterior of the pistol was silvery white and looked very beautiful. It was relatively light — Li Du estimated that it weighed about one kilogram. It was very comfortable to hold in his hand.
Hans introduced it. "The civilian version of the Beretta 92F. It's not very powerful, but it's very safe, comfortable, and reliable. It's very suitable for a rookie like you."
Li Du tested the feel of it and said, "That's it. I'm not buying anything else. This is good enough."
Hans was surprised. "Not buying anything else? You rely on this to hunt? This thing is for you to protect yourself! "
Li Du said, "Yes, I don't need anything else, because I've never played with this thing before. My shooting skills will be terrible."
"Then you can choose a shotgun," Hans said. "Or an old-fashioned shotgun. That thing is easy to use."
Li Du smiled and shook his head. "No, I already have a weapon. I don't need them."
As he spoke, he walked to one of the walls and took a crossbow from it.
The crossbow had a streamlined design. It was completely black with silver edges. It was about 80 centimeters long and more than half a meter wide. It was made of synthetic material and felt heavy in his hand.
"Black Mamba-C1, a killer. It uses the latest straight-rail eccentric wheel technology. The speed of the arrow is so fast that you can't even see the movement of the arrow," the salesperson next to him introduced.
"What material is it made of?" Li Du asked.
The salesperson patted the crossbow and said, "The main body of the arrow is made of high-carbon polyester fiber. It's very strong. Even if the body of the gun bears five tons of weight, it won't deform.
"The bow blade is bonded with a variety of alloys. It's imported from Germany. Whether in terms of toughness or overall compression resistance, it exceeds the strict Barris international standard."
Li Du nodded, then quickly put it down and raised it up. It felt good in the hand. He said, "Can I try it?"
"Of course, no problem," the salesperson said with a smile.
Hans stopped him. "You don't have a crossbow? Didn't I give one to you? Pterosaur's Wrath! "
Li Du said helplessly, "The Pterosaur's Wrath is too small. It's a handheld crossbow. It's good for defense, but not for hunting."
Hans suddenly understood. "Oh, right."
As they were leaving the gun shop, they met Morris.
Morris saw the crossbow in his hand and nodded. "Black Mamba-C1, a vicious killer. Its bow uses an eight-wheeled pulley set device, which has a very long range. It uses a trigger fixed point system, which can make the crossbow feel lighter when firing, thus improving the accuracy of shooting, and greatly extending the service life of the bowstring."
Hans said, "This is something for girls to play with."
Morris laughed. "If you underestimate it, then you'll suffer. It's the real Black Mamba, buddy — the Black Mamba that kills without leaving a trace!"
The Black Mamba was one of the most venomous snakes in the world. However, it was famous for its speed. Its attack speed and movement speed were ranked first among its kind!
At the shooting range, the salesperson found a target for them, then installed the crossbow and said, "Mr. Killer, let's start your hunting trip!"
This crossbow had other accessories: a military optical scope, a laser sight, a trajectory corrector, and so on. The actual assembly was more troublesome than assembling a gun.
However, these accessories were indeed useful. The optical scope used the principle of cross-image magnification, which made the target more clearly visible from a distance.
If it was hunting at night, then it could be replaced with an infrared scope. This was a set of accessories that could be easily exchanged.
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