When faced with a life-threatening situation, the first thought is often how to continue to survive. This has nothing to do with consciousness, morality, stance or anything like that. It is just the most primitive instinct.
No amount of training can erase this deep-seated instinct. Even those fanatical terrorists will pray for a long time before they choose to commit suicide to attack others.
When we see them alive, they are actually already dead. The knowledge we see is a body without a soul. When they are chosen as terrible weapons to attack, destroy buildings and even kill people, they have already faced this level.
Life and death are eternal and difficult choices. What makes people speechless is that basically most of the time when people start to make choices on this issue, the initiative is not in their own hands.
The two "knights" of the Order of the Rose had beads of sweat rolling down their foreheads and cheeks. Their throats were constantly contracting and sliding. They were now facing this choice.
In the quiet room, one could even hear the mating call of the cat on the second floor window sill across the street from the window, but there was no sound at this moment from the outside, which was only separated by a wall.
Both sides seemed to be in some kind of special state, facing each other across this wall and remaining silent.
After a stalemate for several minutes, the people on both sides of the wall seemed to have clearly realized that the other party behind the wall was aware of each other's existence, and a series of safety-opening sounds suddenly sounded in the corridor.
They use a submachine pistol, which is a brand-new series of pistols launched just this month. It is the latest product of McCos Military Industrial Group. What is even more amazing is that this submachine pistol and its gun family all have Dulin's patents and interests. in it.
The designers of the Comax Group designed the paintball gun that Dulin had in mind based on Dulin's requirements and descriptions. This gun, which was different from the existing design ideas, suddenly opened up the designer's source of inspiration. While designing a new gun family, I went to register a patent. What I didn't expect was that the patent had already been registered by Dulin.
As a last resort, in order to ensure that both parties would not waste considerable time and money in litigation over these patents, and abandon this absolutely profitable project, McCos Military Industry Group and Dulin conducted friendly negotiations. After many rounds of discussions and discussions between the two parties, Finally, a consensus was reached on the patent opinion.
Dulin authorized the McCos Military Industrial Group. After the weapons they produce are sold, Dulin will receive about 3% commission. As for whether Dulin pays taxes or not, that is Dulin's own business.
This new pistol, named "McCos C1 Submachine Pistol" by the McCos Military Industry Group, draws on the design concept of a paintball gun, increases the capacity of the magazine, slightly increases the caliber of the bullet, lengthens the guide rail and barrel, and uses a dual power chamber design.
It can pour out all 150 rounds of bullets in twelve seconds, using the highest rate of fire to cause the most terrifying destructive power.
In order to ensure that there will be no huge changes in accuracy and control during shooting, an additional foldable horizontal grip was added to the lengthened barrel, and for the first time the magazine, feeder and grip were completely integrated Separate, independent detachable magazines and feeders provide a very reliable endurance for this submachine pistol.
The purpose of this submachine pistol design is to solve close-range armed conflicts in a small area. It has a more effective and reliable design, stronger kinetic energy, more bullet dispersion distribution, and a more terrifying rate of fire.
Soon after the weapons conference, many police stations placed orders with McCos Military Industrial Group, and the Army also placed many orders. However, according to internal sources, the submachine pistol used by the Army was partially redesigned from the original. The structurally enhanced firearms are different from those outside.
Because of the cooperative relationship with Du Lin, Du Lin's men also obtained some submachine pistols.
Everyone is very curious about this submachine pistol, and they are all shocked and attracted by its terrifying firepower. It looks like a smaller version of a rifle, but in fact there is a big difference between the two.
The effective killing range of the McCos C1 submachine pistol is only an embarrassing 45 meters. This is the theoretical effective killing range. In the actual environment, the lethality of the bullet will drop significantly after about 38 meters. When attacking a vital part, it's like punching someone. Although it's uncomfortable, it won't hurt.
However, this submachine pistol also has an advantage that rifles do not have, that is, it is quieter, easier to carry, and more secretive.
Of course, in the past, if a pistol misfired, it might just mean that someone was shot. If a submachine pistol misfired, the unlucky person might become a sieve in three seconds. Therefore, this submachine pistol has a very strict safety mechanism.
When the double insurance is turned on, there will be an obvious metal clanking sound.
There was no communication between the two sides. As the team leader waved, the eight men raised their submachine pistols and pointed at the wall and pulled the triggers.
Most of the walls of this house are made of wooden structures, just to ensure that more rooms can be rented out to residents. Except for the walls around the building and the square columns in the rooms, which are made of building materials and cement, everything else is basically made of building materials and cement. It is made of wood, including the floor.
The sound of the submachine pistol after tightening the trigger is very nice. The sound of each bullet fired is connected in a line, just like... piupiupiupiupiupiupiupiupiupiupiu!
When the bullets penetrated the wall in the first lesson, bringing a glimmer of light into the dark room, the two young knights of the Order of the Rose had already begun to do their best to avoid the bullets, holding their heads and buttocks against the wall as much as possible. on the ground.
Bullets were flying around them. Occasionally, bullets would hit bricks or concrete, or some other metal parts, awakening a spark of fire in the room with a glimmer of light. It was charming and deadly.
But there were so many bullets that the ricocheting bullets formed a storm of bullets. The bullets that entered the body from all angles made it difficult for these two knights with professional training to guard against them.
Bullets were flying, and small pencil-thick holes appeared one after another on the wall. The sound of bullets hitting different materials continued to be heard in the room. The front wall soon became big holes and small holes, became fragmented, and finally collapsed. Scattered all over the floor.
The light from the corridor shot into the room, making the dark room brighter. Two knights in plain clothes lay on the ground, vomiting blood and twitching. Their pistols were thrown to the ground. They didn't even have a bullet. Before he could shoot out, he was beaten into a sieve.
The squad leader walked into the room, took out another pistol from his arms, shot both of them in the head, turned around and left, and the hotel returned to calm.
Except for the housekeeping cleaning truck that arrived shortly after and stayed here for a while, no more people knew what happened here.
No, the residents on the third floor may know that blood on the fourth floor dripped down the gaps between the floors. If someone asks him if he knows anything, he will most likely answer "no." If the person continues to ask, He would tell the person that he had a nightmare and wet the bed.
In fact, the squad leader originally planned to capture these two people alive, but Du Lin refused his request. Once such an opponent with professional special training goes to capture them with the mentality of capturing them alive, it is very likely to cause large-scale casualties to one's own side. .
Because those men didn't dare to kill them, but these people had no scruples in killing Du Lin's people, so Du Lin told them from the beginning not to survive and to kill them directly.
Eric will soon provide some information that interests him, and they can also use the hideouts of these two people and their identities to touch a lot of things along the way.
Intelligence work has always been very detailed work, and it also tests people's way of thinking. Dulin just mentioned a few points, and Turnel's people already knew what to do.
First, who concealed the identities of these people? Their identities are false, but it is not easy for a false identity to become real, especially after the tax reform. It means that there must be some things in their fake life that are true, and you can definitely find something by following these things.
Second, check their social environment, the boss of their workplace, their colleagues, and the delicatessen where they often buy meat. Check them all, and maybe you can find some problems.
Maybe before they could find out, Du Lin already knew who was organizing these people and what they were doing.
The nights in Turner City are always peaceful, just as thousands of bullets killing two outsiders will not make the city uneasy. What really makes people feel uneasy is their mayor. Mr. Mason is returning After visiting his father at home, he went to work the next day looking as if he had just been pulled out of the sewer.
He wanted to know why there were always people investigating Turner and his father, Mr. Kesma, so he followed Dulin's suggestion and asked Mr. Kesma. Mr. Kesma was just showing off. His past was told to him, and he regretted it.
"I'm just riding a horse and shouldn't have listened to you. What should we do now?" Mason's somewhat disgraceful collar was torn open by himself, and his tie was thrown aside. He grabbed his hair like a chicken coop. His hairstylist vomited blood and died, "How about we go abroad and hide?"
Du Lin had just returned from his morning jog. He was taking a shower while talking to Mason on the phone. "I met a friend a few days ago who I really wanted to get to know. At that time, I asked him why he didn't go abroad. At least the world is so big. If I find a place to hide it, I may never find it in my lifetime.”
"Do you know how he answered me?" This question made Mason even more irritated, but before he calmed down to think about it, Dulin asked and answered himself, "He told me that the empire is more important than anywhere else. Safety."
"He is very smart, and his choice is right. The empire is safer than anywhere else. You ask me what to do..." Dulin turned off the shower and walked out with a towel on his face. Dove immediately came to help him. Wiping the water droplets on his body, he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and picked up the landline phone while wiping, "It's very simple, climb higher, when all the people who want to harm you become your subordinates, when you can dominate them at will These problems will no longer be a problem when you are determined by your destiny!”
Mason frowned tightly, "I know, I know what you mean, but do you think this is easy? You are only a governor now, and the wealth Mr. Kesma has left us is almost over." Touching our butts, how long do you think it will take you to control their destiny? Ten years, twenty years, or before we are killed?"
Du Lin replied with a smile, "Seven years later... Okay, my brother, continue to do what you should do. Leave all these to me. Be optimistic about Tener, be optimistic about Alfalfa Town, be optimistic about Kosma." This is your job now, sir."
After hanging up the phone, Dulin changed into a brand new set of clothes. Dove is now only here three days a week on weekends. The rest of the time she has to run her own small business at the Dove Garment Factory.
When production technology was not advanced enough, light industry was the hope of every regional government. This kind of labor-intensive factory could bring a lot of good changes to society, more jobs, more average social income, and better better public security and more stable governance.
In fact, strictly speaking, this is still one of Du Lin's businesses. He invested a lot of money. The reason why Dove was asked to do this can be regarded as a disguised compensation.
The little girl has been working for him since she was seventeen years old. She cannot be let go. Once such a person who knows some of Du Lin's core secrets has the idea of leaving, even if she is the closest person to Du Lin, Du Lin Secrets will not be allowed to leak out.
She can't get married anymore, so she has to find something to do. Only in this way will she avoid some inexplicable madness. For a while, she liked to read books and popular magazines about fashion design, and the western society needs some The factory came to stabilize social relations and family relations, so a female president appeared.
"It looks good, but I think it should be a little more serious." Facing himself in the mirror who had changed his clothes, Dulin gave his opinion very pertinently. The clothes he was wearing now were those of Dove himself. Designed, it is said that a few sets were sent to participate in the annual fashion design awards and so on.
Purple-black background clothes tend to make people feel exaggerated. What's more terrible is that he thought of the "Xiao De" next to Mrs. Vivian, that gay and perverted son of a bitch. It is said that gays and Perverts love purple.
Dove could tell that Du Lin didn't like this outfit. After taking off the clothes, she took out a set of asphalt-colored clothes. This set was stable enough, but lacked a trendy atmosphere.
(End of chapter)