Chapter 44 John Rambo

Normally, customized firearms are basically made of precious wood and handmade, but it is only 68 years old now.

The weight is reduced by half, and it is only used in a few experimental types of guns. There is no special plastic used on a large scale at all, and it is not cheaper than precious wood at all.

Moreover, the barrel of this shotgun is made of a new type of special alloy, and the shooting distance has been increased by about 15%.

Rare things are more expensive, so this gun is 1.5 times more expensive than the price of the $100 deposit left by the orderer.

Fortunately, when the orderer died, the gun had not yet been built. After a phone call, although it could not be returned, the name of the orderer was not left on the gun.

After listening to these explanations, Li Changheng suddenly felt that $270 was actually a bargain.

If you keep it for more than ten years, it can be regarded as an antique gun.

"I want this gun."

Hearing Li Changheng's words, the owner of the gun store and Sheriff Will both laughed.

The person who ordered this gun was the largest farmer in the small town. Unfortunately, this small town rich man was found dead on his farm two months ago.

The killer was never found, but the clothes, shoes, cash, even socks were gone, so basically everyone thought it was a homeless man.

The price of this shotgun is 370, and the cost is 330 US dollars, plus the postage fee of 10 US dollars, and it is rotten in the hands of the gun shop owner.

In addition, the owner died before getting the gun, even if it cost 200 dollars, no one in the town would buy it.

Sergeant Will, who helped solve a small problem and felt honored, stood by Li Changheng's side next.

While helping him choose a thick hunting suit, ammunition, dagger, compass, water bottle, sleeping bag and other things,

The price was directly lowered, and the owner of the suppressed store took out the purchase list, and only added 5% to the price, and sold Li Changheng a complete set of hunting supplies without losing money.

Half an hour later, Li Changheng, who came in empty-handed, went out not only with a big backpack with a shotgun and a holster on his back,

There is also a bright silver M1911 on his waist, and a tactical dagger like John Rambo in First Blood.

But before getting into the car, Will looked at Li Changheng with a smile and said, "Okay, Henry, put the pistol and dagger into the backpack.

Otherwise, if you are caught by the police without a pistol openly holding a license, even if your gun has no magazines or bullets, you will face 6 months in prison and a fine of 200 US dollars.”

"Ah,..." Li Changheng, who was in a good mood when he touched the gun for the first time, was taken aback for a moment, then nodded hurriedly and tied the tactical belt around his waist, and stuffed the gun and dagger into his backpack.

The most talked about on the Internet in the future is, when you encounter the police in the United States, what he says and what you do.

Even if you feel offended, discriminated against, or treated unfairly, and you want to save face and trouble the police, that's the lawyer's business.

Otherwise, if you touch it or push it, you will attack the police. If you put your hands out of sight, the American police will shoot if they think there is a threat, and if they die, they will die in vain.

The U.S. policeman who fired the shot afterwards was at most wrong in judgment and lost his job.

Seeing that Li Changheng is so talkative, Will nodded happily, sat in the car and said with a smile, "When you get into the mountain, don't point the gun at anyone else, you can play as you please."

Hearing this, not only did Li Changheng not feel happy, but he was muttering in his heart, could bastards like Will want to make a windfall?

After entering the mountain, if they are not the toubobs, what can they say?

However, thinking so, there was no other expression on his face except for a smile.

When driving back to the police station, Will suddenly stepped on the brakes and stared at a man with a backpack in the distance.

Then he stepped on the accelerator and headed towards the strange man in his eyes.

As the police car got closer, Li Changheng looked at Will with a serious expression sideways in surprise after he saw clearly the man in the army green coat with half-long hair.

first drop of blood.

Seventy percent of young people should know John Rambo's paralyzed face. As for the villain sheriff, it's normal for Li Changheng not to react for a while.

After all, the supporting roles in too many movies are basically forgotten after watching them. After a few years, they don't even remember what they look like.

The police car stopped next to the expressionless John Rambo, and Sergeant Will lowered the window, "Hey, man, are you visiting relatives or friends in Kanai Town?"

As soon as Rambo heard it, he knew that the fat sheriff didn't welcome him, and he had encountered too many things in the six months since he came back from Vietnam.

Even the more he explained, the more many Americans hated him and called him an executioner.

Therefore, in line with the principle of saying less and making less mistakes, Rambo shook his head, "Just passing by."

Ke Rambo's attitude immediately reminded Will of the largest farmer in the town who was killed by a homeless man two months ago.

"Get in the car, I'll give you a ride."

The meaning of this is obvious, Will is directly driving people out of the town.

Although Will was unfriendly, even contemptuous and vigilant, there was nothing wrong with giving Rambo a ride.

You said passing by, I said I would give you a ride, and the person who spoke was a small town policeman, so Rambo had no choice but to open the car door.

But I heard Will say to Li Changheng in the passenger seat, "Henry, get out of the car."

Li Changheng nodded, and while Rambo was passing the front of the car, he reminded Verdau in a low voice, "Be careful, Sheriff, I have a feeling that this guy is not easy to mess with."

"Thank you." Will patted Li Changheng's shoulder indifferently, "You go back to the police station and wait. After I send this homeless man away, I'll go back and meet you."

"Are you sure you don't want me to accompany you?"

Li Changheng, who was eager to stay away from Rambo, said so, and after Will said "sure" with a smile,

He opened the car door without hesitation, then took out a large backpack from the back seat, and watched as Rambo got into the police car and disappeared into the distance little by little.

But after walking a few meters, he suddenly patted his head, "No, I can't think of anything wrong, I should have followed just now.

Persuade Will to let Rambo have a meal in the town, and then send him away, then Rambo, who didn't plan to stay in the first place, won't destroy half of the town with a machine gun."

Not surprisingly, Li Changheng chatted with two young police officers named Di Miji and Pat in the police station for 20 minutes before seeing Will walking into the police station with Rambo in handcuffs.

After seeing Li Changheng handing over a cup of takeaway coffee, Will said apologetically, "Sorry, Henry, it seems that we will be late in hunting in the mountains."

"It doesn't matter, Sheriff, anyway, I have to stay in the town for a long time."

Looking at Rambo with a paralyzed face, Li Changheng asked again, "What did this guy do?"

"Resisting arrest, carrying a dangerous weapon".

Will pulled out a tactical dagger, and jokingly told the town's deputy sheriff Galdao, "This guy is carrying a dagger, saying he's here to hunt."

"Ha ha",

"A small dagger, for hunting rabbits?"

Amidst the mocking voices all around, only Li Changheng knew that this dagger could really hunt, and that the prey was a policeman in a small town in the United States with an automatic rifle.