Chapter 164 - AK Liangqing
"Hi! It's very similar to my original one. The workmanship is good. Is it a top-level imitation made by a master? Or is it an original product found somewhere?"< br>
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, the less clues he could find about the 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 I added 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! If it's fake, it's guaranteed to be replaced!"
His efforts were not in vain.
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 with the use of higher-resolution instruments and equipment, 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 a true original manufacturer, it cannot achieve consistency at the molecular level.
"This stamped code... is still mine. Did I drink too much last time and hallucinate?"
Chekov held the AK-47 with a look of self-doubt on his face. .
There seems to be something unscientific about it, but I can’t explain it.
Pepper and Illini Lucious looked at the AK in Big Bear's hand and asked curiously: "Chekov, is it still your original gun?"
Chekov's expression It's strange, isn't this his favorite little baby?
How come there is such a weird reaction?
“I don’t know!”
Chekov’s face was at a loss. He wanted to doubt it, but he couldn’t find the problem.
Perhaps you can tell by feeling, but feeling is often the most unreliable thing.
"No problem? If no problem, then take delivery! Let's clear the AK!"
Chen Fei drank the martini in his hand and took out his work card to swipe it Leave alone.
Chekov really couldn't find fault, so he finally had to say: "Wait a minute, let's try firing two shots!"
In his opinion, the person this guy found was very skilled. I can't even tell the difference myself.
"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 two guns. 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!”
“Do you 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. After drinking 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 the bullets into the magazine of the AK-47 automatic rifle, one after another, very carefully.
When you play with antique guns, you have to be sincere, and the sincerity is accurate. Only then can the man and the gun become one. Otherwise, if you just fuck the guy, you still have to talk about the mood of P. This is not whoring!
This is boring!
There was a click, the magazine was inserted 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 various 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 under the flashlight light. Squadron Leader Chekov took a shooting stance and held his breath for a moment before pulling the trigger.
Pop! The wine bottle on the far left was instantly blown to pieces.
Pop! 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 thirty 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 the previous leakage was All the bottles were smashed to pieces.
The familiar feeling came back. Chekhov’s big bear treated the gun like a lover, gently stroking the gun body that was starting to get hot. He didn’t mind the hotness of his mouth and gave it a MUMA kiss. He was satisfied. He nodded and said: "The rhythm of the gun machine , muzzle, muzzle vibration, recoil, it should be right, rookie, you have found a top master with good skills.”
He can’t find any faults with this one. The AK-47 seems to be his original one.
This rookie guy finally doesn’t owe himself anything.
Chen Fei asked tentatively again: "AK clear?"
Although he was very confident and calm at this moment, in fact, he had always been nervous, especially when Chekov was here When I looked at this AK carefully, I secretly broke into a cold sweat.
Knowing that there should be no problem at all, but during the actual inspection, it was another matter.
This is a huge debt related to 1.8 million stars. It is impossible for Chen Fei to pretend as if nothing has happened.
"Haha, you kid!" Big Bear pointed at Chen Fei, laughed twice, nodded, and said: "Okay, AK clear!"
He is not short of money, all he wants is himself of original factory AK instead of 1.8 million star dollars.
"Huh..."
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 owed by the credit company and Tianqi Defense Group in advance. After converting it to a private loan, there is no need to calculate interest, otherwise the monthly interest will be Not a small amount of money.
“Rookie, wait for me!”
Chen Fei was about to leave when “Devil Pepper” Illini Lucius stopped him.
“Deputy Squadron Leader, what’s the matter?”
Chen Fei slowed down in confusion.
“Let’s go together!”
Elini Lucius followed up, walking side by side with Chen Fei.
She didn't like the guys surrounding Chekov at all. When they were drunk, they danced around like monsters and didn't know their last names.
After passing through the gate of the base, the female deputy squadron leader code-named "Devil Pepper" spoke again.
"Rookie, was Chekhov's AK-47 made of your superpower? Was it also because of the superpower in the first place?"
Chen Fei didn't expect this short-haired girl to be so straightforward, and he opened his mouth. , and finally said: "That's right! They are all superpowers!"
Not just metal superpowers, any superpower can easily get out of control when it first awakens, 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 damage or even loss caused by various accidents, the old guns of the last century and the last century will only become less and less, and things are already rare and valuable. , so it should be more and more valuable.
“Well...in theory 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, this is dishonest!"
Chen Fei hurriedly Shake his head.
The tutors of the Chen family must be down-to-earth in everything they do. They must not be sneaky, opportunistic, 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: "That Chekov's AK..."
"It's different, it's different."
Chen Fei still shook his head.
The Big Bear's AK was restored, 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 is too much. He couldn't understand Chen Fei's bottom line of principles.
Old guns are old guns. 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."
"Thank you!"
Chen Fei secretly said He breathed a sigh of relief, but he was afraid that the female deputy squadron leader would force him into selling the ultimate high-end imitation AK.
Although he doesn't want to, it is not a good thing to offend the leader directly in charge, the little shoe in front warns. "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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(End of this chapter)