After Wu Zheng took Cheng Xiaojin through the woods for a while, he found a sniper spot that was very suitable for killing Zatai.
This is a small ridge with dense weeds. Even if you don't wear auspicious clothes, you can hardly be found here, let alone Zhatai Camp, which is 500 meters away.
Moreover, the condescending place is just a little bit higher than Zatai's camp, so you can have a panoramic view of the entire camp.
Wu Zheng took out the telescope he carried with him and handed it to Cheng Xiaojin beside him: "Take it, let me take a closer look at which one is Zatai."
"This is... Telescope? Why do you have this thing?" Cheng Xiaojin looked at the binoculars in his hand with a look of confusion.
"That fellow Qin Xiang didn't tell you that he bought his telescope from me?"
"Bought it from yours, you mean you made this telescope?"
"nonsense."
"How can you sell one to me?"
"When we kill Zatai, this telescope will be yours."
"This is what you said, don't go back then."
"But your family can't take this to do business, and then sell it all over the world."
Cheng Xiaojin was taken aback, and then asked: "You mean this thing is easy to imitate?"
Wu Zheng smiled and said: "It shouldn't be difficult for the craftsmen of Da Zhou! But if your family dares to buy this thing in Tuyuhun or Uighur and Tartar, then don't blame me for failing to talk about loyalty until we can connect. My friends have nothing to do."
"Don't worry, I'm not stupid. This thing is a weapon in the army. How can our Cheng family do such a collusion with the enemy and treason. If something that people say really happens, don't worry, you don't need to come to me, I will do it too. Suicide to thank the world."
"That's all right, quickly show me which one is Zatai, kill him and let's finish work."
"Are you sure you can kill Zatai here? Zatai is not one of those strawbag princes of our Great Zhou Dynasty. It is said that even when he is old, he has the power to tear tigers and leopards, and he can eat a hundred catties of beef in the sun..."
Wu Zheng interrupted him and said, "Do you still want to say that his sword is not old, and now he can count on thousands of imperial women in one night?"
Cheng Xiaojin blushed and said, "I haven't said that."
"Rory is just like a lady, I will show you something for the sake of our life and death."
After speaking, Wu Zheng took the long box made of steel plate that he had been carrying on his back from his back and placed it between the two of them, and patted.
Cheng Xiaojin kept watching Wu Zheng carrying this thing on his back, and he was always curious, but he was embarrassed to ask. At first, he seemed to have seen him take it out once, but this guy was stingy and he didn’t see him clearly. Hidden away, and now he took the initiative to open it to show it to himself, Cheng Xiaojin couldn't help feeling grateful to Wu Zheng in his excitement.
Because Wu Zheng is really taking himself as his brother to death, rather than trying to pit his own money.
On the box is a set of eight-digit code locks designed by Wu Zheng based on the code locks on the suitcases of later generations. Only he and Seinfeld know the code.
After pulling the correct password and opening the long box, a black 98K with an eight-fold lens appeared in front of Cheng Xiaojin's eyes.
"This... Is this a firearm?"
"Yo! Not bad! You know this is a firearm from the looks of it."
Cheng Xiaojin smiled embarrassedly and said, "I have seen someone make a firearm before. It looks very similar to your firearm, but it is powerful... In fact, it has no power at all, even the bow drawn by a child. Not as good. This was once a joke in God Capital, and everyone in God Capital knew it.
wrong! You are not saying that you want to use this firearm to kill Zatai one mile away, right? "
"Why is there anything wrong?"
Wu Zheng took the 98K out of the long box, and while inspecting his firearms, he said: "By the way, when did you just say that the fire gun happened?"
"It's only five years ago! By the way, have you heard of the Shinki? The fire gun was made by a kid of the Shinki. When it was put out, it exploded for the first time, and it almost didn't happen. I was blown to death, and although I was able to fight out later, it was not as far away as Lao Tzu peeing, to be honest."
"and after?"
"After what?"
"Did the kid improve his firecrackers?"
Cheng Xiaojin shook... (End of this chapter)