Split Sky Rider

"Hey! It's very similar to my original one. The workmanship is good. Is it a top-grade imitation made by a master? Or is it an original product found somewhere?"

Chekov picked up the AK-47 automatic rifle lying quietly on the oilcloth and looked at it carefully, trying to find traces of high imitation.

But the more he looked at it, the less he could find any clue of a high-quality imitation. Instead, it gave him a familiar feeling, as if it was his original treasured AK-47.

"Of course it's original!"

Chen Fei took the martini he had just mixed and took a sip. The spiciness that penetrated deep into his soul made his hair stand on end.

Vodka, sweet vermouth and red sorghum, 1:1:1, no ice, and a sour green plum thrown in at the end, this is the mix the bartender gave Chen Fei.

It would be even better if you add some wasabi powder.

"Rookie, are you kidding me?"

Looking carefully up and down, left, and right, Chekov held the AK-47 even more cautiously.

If you read it correctly, the wooden texture displayed under the handguard, grip and the delicate paddle of the gun stock is clearly that of the original AK.

Chen Fei took another sip of wine, put down the glass, and said, "Original! Original! Guaranteed to be genuine!"

It's not in vain that he spent a lot of effort.

In fact, as long as the problem of internal stress is solved and the details are consistent, even the manufacturer will not be able to tell the difference between the AK-47 restored with the shaping ability.

The size and metal composition ratio can reach molecular level similarities. It is impossible to tell the difference just by human eyes and touch. Even if higher resolution instruments and equipment are used, the test results will be the same. .

Coupled with the zero-stress retention, it is enough to withstand the test of time. No matter how long it is left, it can be hit when taken out and hit. It can be regarded as the original product.

I am afraid that even if it is truly original, it cannot achieve consistency at the molecular level.

"This steel seal code... is still mine. Did I drink too much last time and hallucinate?"

Chekov held the AK-47 with self-doubt on his face.

There seems to be something not very scientific, but I just can't explain it.

Pepper and Illini Lucious looked at the AK in Big Bear's hand and asked curiously: "Chekhov, is it still your original gun?"

Chekov's expression was very strange. Isn't this his favorite little baby?

Why is there such a weird reaction?

"I do not know!"

Chekov's face was confused. He wanted to be suspicious, but he couldn't find the problem.

Perhaps you can tell by feeling, but feeling is often the most unreliable thing.

"Is it no problem? If it's no problem, then I'll accept the goods! Let's pay the AK!"

Chen Fei drank down the martini in his hand, took out his work card and prepared to swipe the order and leave.

Chekov really couldn't fault it, so he finally had to say: "Wait, let's try firing two shots!"

In his opinion, the person this guy found was so skilled that he couldn't tell the difference.

"no problem!"

Chen Fei took it out of his pocket and took out a 7.62x39mm rifle bullet.

Bullets are of course modern products, and imitations are not considered imitations. In addition to antique guns, some modern firearms are still in use.

It would be unreasonable to use antiques even for bullets. If you want to use bullets from a hundred years ago, you mostly have to rely on luck.

"Let's go and try a couple of shots. Let's watch Chekov shoot a rifle together!"

Deputy squadron leader "Devil Pepper" Illini Lucius cheered.

"It's shooting, it's shooting!"

"Look at Squadron Leader Chekov shooting!"

"Want to bring grenades?"

"Go together, go together! Mount the heavy machine gun and get a box of ammunition chains."

Not only the pilots of the "Zhenxiang" combat squadron, but also the drunkards from other departments also followed suit.

Everyone was so drunk that they probably didn't know what they were doing.

A group of people rushed out of the bar in a hurry. Fortunately, they retained a little sense and did not mess around in the base. Instead, they rushed to the gate of the base.

Dozens of old men stood on the roadside in the mountains. They opened their pants and drank a lot together. If they drank too much, they had to drain the water first.

Lines of clear or turbid water flew more than thirty meters downwind, and the drunkards laughed.

The few girls couldn't stand it and had to use scissor hands to scare these unprotected guys.

After draining the water, Chekov loaded bullets into the magazine of the AK-47 automatic rifle, one after another, very carefully.

When playing with antiques and famous guns, you have to be sincere. If you are sincere, you will be able to become one with the gun. Otherwise, if you just fuck the guy, then you have to talk about P's mood. Isn't this not prostitution?

This is boring!

With a click, the magazine was loaded into the magazine, and the bolt was pulled neatly.

Aiming at the wine bottle brought by a good person not far away, he also used a flashlight to help shine it.

The most indispensable thing in the base bar is all kinds of wine bottles, which are suitable for use as targets. There are more than a dozen wine bottles lined up in a row, only thirty centimeters apart from each other.

Fifty meters away, the glass bottle shone brightly under the flashlight light. Squadron Leader Chekov took a shooting stance and held his breath for a moment before pulling the trigger.

Snapped! The wine bottle on the far left was instantly blown to pieces.

Snapped! At the same time as the second gunshot was fired, another wine bottle next to it exploded, and countless glass fragments flew in all directions.

Bang bang bang bang...

At a distance of fifty meters, eight or nine out of ten shots can hit.

The magazine with a capacity of 30 rounds quickly discharged half of the bullets, and finally fired a series of rounds directly across the gun body, sweeping the remaining bullets out of a small fan in one breath, and all the previous leaks were fired. A smash.

The familiar feeling came back. Chekhov's big bear treated the gun like a lover, gently stroking the gun body that was starting to become hot. He didn't feel like it was too hot, so he gave it a MUMA kiss, nodded with satisfaction, and said: " The rhythm of the gun, the muzzle, the muzzle vibration, and the recoil should be correct. Rookie, you have found a top master with good skills."

He couldn't fault it at all. The AK-47 in his hand seemed to be his original one.

This rookie guy finally doesn’t owe himself anything.

Chen Fei asked tentatively again: "AK two clear?"

Although he looked very confident and calm at this moment, he was actually very nervous all the time. Especially when Chekov carefully looked at the AK, he secretly broke into a cold sweat.

I knew that there should be no problem at all, but when it was actually tested, it was another matter.

This was a huge debt of 1.8 million stars, and it was impossible for Chen Fei to pretend as if nothing had happened.

"Haha, you kid!" Big Bear pointed at Chen Fei, laughed twice, nodded, and said, "Okay, AK clear!"

He is not short of money, and all he wants is his original AK, not 1.8 million stars.

"call……"

Chen Fei finally breathed a long sigh of relief, and the pressure on his body suddenly reduced.

Chen Fei: Ding! Personal debt - 1.8 million star dollars!

The total remaining debt is 6,765,035 Singapore dollars, and the creditor is Hana Gagel, without interest.

Fortunately, the female executive manager bought out his book debts and paid off the debts of the credit company and Tianqi Defense Group in advance. After converting it to a private loan, there was no need to calculate interest, otherwise the monthly interest would not be a small sum.

"Rookie, wait for me!"

Just as Chen Fei was about to leave, "Devil Pepper" Illini Lucius stopped him.

"Vice Squadron Leader, what's the matter?"

Chen Fei slowed down in confusion.

"Go together!"

Illini Lucius followed up with three steps and two steps at a time, walking side by side with Chen Fei.

She didn't like the guys surrounding Chekov at all. They danced like crazy when they were drunk and didn't know their last name.

After passing through the base gate, the female deputy squadron leader codenamed "Devil Pepper" spoke again.

"Rookie, is Chekhov's AK-47 made of your superpower? Was it also because of superpowers in the first place?"

Chen Fei didn't expect this short-haired young lady to be so straightforward. He opened his mouth and finally said: "That's right! They are all superpowers!"

Not only metal powers, but any powers can easily get out of control when they first awaken, and even cause damage of varying severity.

Manager Hana immediately arranged for someone to inject him with a superpower inhibitor, and it was precisely for this reason.

At present, it seems that the inhibitor should be effective. The greatest damage caused by Chen Fei is probably only Squadron Leader Chekov's precious AK.

In the end, everyone is still happy.

"Devil Pepper" Illini Lucius asked tentatively: "Can you mass-produce original AKs?"

Not only AK-47, but also AKM, AK-74, SVD, Mauser Kar98k, Enfield and other old guns are also sought after by gun enthusiasts and collectors around the world.

It's just that there are more wolves and less meat, coupled with various accidental damage or even loss, the old guns of the last century and the last century will only become less and less. Things are already rare and expensive, so it should be It will become more and more valuable.

"Uh...theoretically it's possible."

To be honest, Chen Fei has never thought about this problem. He just wants to pay off the AK debt of Chekov the Bear as soon as possible. This unfavorable unexpected debt of 1.8 million star yuan is really stressful and makes it difficult for him to sleep and eat. install.

Elini Lucius smiled and said: "Congratulations, you are going to get rich!"

"No, that's not honest!"

Chen Fei quickly shook his head.

Tutors in the Chen family must be down-to-earth in everything they do. They must not be sneaky or opportunistic. Even if they make money, they must be honest. Taking advantage of others and going astray is absolutely not allowed.

The female deputy squadron leader asked in confusion: "Nachkov's AK..."

"It's different, it's different."

Chen Fei still shook his head.

The Big Bear's AK was repaired, and the main part is still the original gun. What Elini Lucius said was that the old gun was made out of thin air. Although it can be 100% fake, it cannot pass the principle in Chen Fei's heart. Bottom line.

An old gun is an old gun. You can make a bunch of extremely high imitations out of thin air and use them to defraud money. This is not the right way and goes against the old Chen family's family education.

Hearing Chen Fei's answer, the short-haired girl was startled, then giggled and said, "It's right to stick to principles."

"Thanks!"

Chen Fei secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as he was afraid that the female deputy squadron leader would force him into selling the ultimate high-end imitation AK.

Although he didn't want to, it was not a good thing to offend his direct boss, the little shoe in front warned him.

"Devil Pepper" Elini Lucius stopped, looked at Chen Fei, and said, "Chekov needs a partner, and another jet at the air service base also needs a pilot. I recommend you."

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