"Nonono, young man, the quality of a gun is not seen with the eyes, but fed with bullets on the battlefield.
Tell me, how many of these guns have you used" After shaking his head directly, Li Changjiang immediately said: "I'm sorry, Mr.
Kafka, I haven't used such a gun, this is a good gun, simple design, powerful firepower, of course, if the caliber is larger and the range is longer, it will be better, and besides, you should replace it with a better scope." ” Li Changjiang is not untargeted, but he also understands what Kafka means, but as far as this gun is concerned, it is indeed not what Li Changjiang needs most, what he needs is a more accurate, longer range, and stronger firepower, rather than a weapon that is simply improved on the basis of SVD.
If this is the case, he could have carried a Barrett instead of a Russian-made SVD on the battlefield, but there is no doubt that Barrett's consumption is too great, just the net weight of the gun, a semi-automatic Barrett of the 82 series is as high as 13 kg, and with bullets, the weight will be even greater.
Without sufficient ammunition supplies, Barrett simply could not support a high-intensity infiltration operation, which was the main reason why Li Changjiang was reluctant to use Barrett.
On the contrary, the net weight of a DVD with a scope and magazine is less than 5 kg, in contrast, if a sniper holds an SVD for combat, the ammunition base will be much larger than Barrett, and most importantly, the 762 mm caliber bullet can be replenished at any time on the battlefield, Erbarrett, once there is no ammunition, it is no different from a burning stick, and it is still an iron rod.
It's definitely enough to smash chestnuts, but if it's used to kill people, I'm afraid someone will kill him before he can lift it.
Therefore, Barrett's weapon is more often just a luxury item that is put on the shelf, and if it is really used in actual combat, unless it is like the Americans, it has a super airlift and supply capacity, and if it is a mercenary, it is looking for death.
"Mr.
Kafka, you can think about it, but I have a greeting gift for you, and I hope you like it."
While speaking, Li Changjiang had already opened the wooden box he had brought with him and took out a metal revolver with a very retro shape.
After seeing the gun in Li Changjiang's hand, Kafka's eyes suddenly lit up, and before Li Changjiang could speak, he directly snatched the gun from his hand, and the expression on his face was obviously a little excited.
"Hell, God where did you find this gun, are you really going to give me this gun" In fact, Li Changjiang has privately looked at this gun with an appraiser, as one of the trophies captured by the Japanese, this Colt revolver has been produced for nearly 150 years, if there is no research error, this gun should have been obtained by the Japanese in the Pacific Theater.
However, the origin of the gun is not Australia, but the product of the North American Revolutionary War or Civil War.
In terms of price alone, the value of this gun is not large, according to the collection price in the market, this gun is worth more than 1 million US dollars at most when it is put up for auction, but it is rare that this kind of antique-level thing cannot be found on the market at all.
So although Kafka's reaction was a bit big, Li Changjiang didn't find it strange, in the eyes of a top gunsmith like Kafka, a good antique gun is tantamount to being more attractive than a top beauty.
Although Li Changjiang does not have the collecting habit of a Middle Eastern tyrant, if it weren't for the fact that he was in demand, he would definitely not give this gun to Kafka, after all, this kind of thing is hard to find.
"Of course, if Mr.
Kafka likes it, then it is yours, you should know that I am only a mercenary, and if this gun falls into my hands, it will be of little value."
Although it was a little painful, Li Changjiang really didn't even blink his eyes when he said this.
Hearing Li Changjiang's words, Kafka obviously couldn't put it down, turned the Colt pistol in his hand over and over again, and then laughed a little embarrassed.
"You're a smart guy, and I like this gun, but if you want to make me change my mind with a gun, I don't think it's worth that much, but I can promise you that if time permits, I can design a better guy for you than this one, but I need time."
Really.
Kafka finally relented, and Li Changjiang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, although he did not regard weapons as the only factor in winning the battle, but if he could get a satisfactory weapon, his combat effectiveness would definitely be able to continue to improve.
Putting away the gun in his hand, Kafka immediately took Li Changjiang and Polika back to the house, waved his hand to let the others scatter outside to guard, Polika and Li Changjiang followed Kafka into the house, and after the two sat down, Li Changjiang immediately looked around.
The decoration in the room is very simple, but it is very in line with Kafka's professional characteristics, except for a few oil paintings hanging on the wall, most of them are photos and models of firearms, in another living room, Li Changjiang saw a row of glass cabinets, the cabinets are some individual weapons, in addition to AK and SVD, there are some weapons he does not recognize.
Soon.
Not long after the two sat down, Kafka immediately walked over to the two of them with a few boxes, put the boxes in front of Li Changjiang and opened them one by one, Kafka's face was obviously a little painful.
"Here are a few guns that I personally designed and handmade, and of course, I can guarantee that these guys are better than any rifle you've ever used, and in exchange you can pick one from my collection as your weapon.
Until I design a new weapon for you, you can use it as your weapon, how about it" Hearing Kafka's words, Li Changjiang still didn't understand what this old man meant, and he was secretly happy in his heart, but his face was still a little reserved.
"Mr.
Kafka, if you can help me design a gun in three days, I can do without these collectibles of yours."
Who knew that as soon as Li Changjiang finished saying this, Kafka's old bastard walked angrily to the living room on the other side, took out the Colt just now from the cabinet and threw it into Li Changjiang's arms.
"Then you take your stuff away I don't need it, damn it, do you think I'm a wolf who eats white food, bastard" Seeing that Kafka suddenly didn't know which way to go crazy, Polika repeatedly glanced at Li Changjiang and asked him to agree to the other party's conditions, Li Changjiang was actually a little helpless, where would he expect Kafka to react so much.
"Okok, Mr.
Kafka, I'd be happy to pick a gun from your collection to use as my weapon, but I'll say the same, I want the best, not necessarily the fastest, and you have plenty of time to design a good weapon for me."
Hearing this, Kafka's mood slowly calmed down, but the expression on his face was still a little unhappy, until Li Changjiang put his attention on the box in front of him, which eased a lot. t1706231537: