Mixed In the United States As a Local Tyrant Chapter 185

  Chapter 185 Designer

  An Feng smiled awkwardly and put down his hands.

  In fact, the two islands of St. Kitts and Nevis are volcanic islands, and there is a volcano in the center. Among them, the volcano on Nevis Island is said to be an active volcano, but there has been no record of eruption. And the mountain that An Feng was pointing at seemed to be similar, and it seemed unsafe to fire there.

   But finally fired a cannon towards the hill.

One employee in the team did not believe in evil. He believed that the volcano was not active, and the rock was so thick. If it could be activated with a random shell, the country should be relocated collectively... The Type 85 tank raised its gun barrel and blasted it up the mountain. The gun suddenly flew gravel and smoke filled the air.

  An Feng was wearing earmuffs and looked from a distance. When the tank fired, he felt the ground shaking under his feet. If he listened nearby without any protective measures, he might be deaf. No wonder the armored soldiers are hard of hearing. Afterwards, he decided to do it himself - seeing other people having **** is addictive to the eyes, but doing it himself is addictive to the hands.

   It happened that there was an armored soldier in the team who used to be the commander of the vehicle.

  In the tank team, the commander is versatile. He can not only drive the car, but also fire the gunner. He is usually responsible for observation and command, and is the soul of the armored vehicle. So he is familiar with all the operations of the tank, not to mention the way to get started is similar.

An Feng is very interested in playing tanks. Last time I learned some ways to drive tanks from Mike, but unfortunately the M1 was almost dismantled and I couldn't learn how to fire. Now here are all complete, and there are Chinese, easy too much. The commander taught him how to use the weapon and the fire control system, such as using the thermal imaging camera to find the target, and finally choosing the timing to fire... An Feng learned it very quickly, and the lecture only took one afternoon.

  Being purely curious, not preparing for war, the commander was only responsible for teaching him how to aim and fire. As for the hit rate, the environment, the tricks of the target search, etc., skip them all. What's more, the digital ballistic computer of Type 96 is very easy to use, and the aiming tends to be foolish.

There are still many technologies on the Type 96, such as the automatic loader, which eliminates the backward mode of manual loading. The loader can automatically select the type of ammunition and complete a series of actions such as feeding, loading, and launching. Up to 8 rounds per second, capable of carrying 41 125mm smoothbore guns.

   It is said that guided shells can also be launched, but this time I couldn't buy them. The 4 million were all kinds of armor-piercing shells, armor-piercing shells and anti-personnel grenades. After An Feng officially got started, he controlled the loader to select a fragmentation grenade, and fired a shell with the help of the scope and various auxiliary machines.

  Wearing sound-proof earmuffs, I don't have a specific sense of the size of the sound, but hiding in the tank, my whole body is shaken by the sound waves with energy, and the power of the launch is full. The target 1.5 kilometers away was also knocked down by the shock wave-for a novice who spent a few minutes aiming, it was quite satisfactory.

  An Feng didn't care about grades, he was happy that he really masturbated with his own hands! Although it is not as spectacular as looking outside in the tank, it is like the difference between watching others play with guns and playing with guns yourself-indescribably exciting. Later, I couldn't help but choose different types of ammunition and fired a few shots.

  The driver played a guest role as a driver, adding a little difficulty to An Feng's shooting—shooting in a moving situation, and the hit rate at this time is a huge challenge. An Feng tried several times, but still couldn't get the trick. If it was on the battlefield, they might have turned into a burning scrap of iron.

   It is definitely a wonderful trip for local tyrants to burn money to be able to really play Cannon. An Feng is happier, and he can play unlimitedly in the future, as long as he is willing to pay the bill. Moreover, artillery shells are different from missiles. Missiles can be very expensive, costing hundreds of thousands of dollars, but artillery shells are less than one percent.

  For example, the 96-type tungsten alloy fin-stabilized shell-piercing ammunition is sold to them for 10,000 yuan per round, 10,000 dollars can buy 6 rounds, and 1 million dollars is 600 rounds, and an additional 30 rounds are given as training rounds. Another $3 million was used to purchase other types of ammunition.

But even so, it is still very difficult for ordinary people to play... After An Feng has played enough, he will consider leaving two tanks and a wheeled transport vehicle for the local army, and collect a tank and a transport vehicle for himself, and store them In the army camp. When friends come over in the future, they can also enjoy a few rounds of fun.

   Commander-in-Chief San Qi does not object to this decision, because the army has less than a hundred people, and even the police force is a little more than the army. Obviously, they don't need much equipment, and only by pleasing An Feng can they make money in the future. It has only been half a year since he became a citizen, and it has brought so many benefits.

   Both parties have their own plans, so the cooperation is very happy.

   Before An Feng went back, Guli left five training instructors behind to complete the training cooperation with the official. This is the first contract after the establishment of the security advisory system. The amount is not high, but it can inspire confidence in the future. At the same time, it is also the first step in planning to spread the Aegis security outward.

  After returning to California, An Feng, who was exposed to computers, did something to make military fans touch nail clippers.

  He posted pictures and videos of himself playing tanks and firing cannonballs, and summed up his operating experience in a few lines, making those who followed his whereabouts sigh again: What else can stop the local tyrants? This guy should run to play with missiles next time, right?

   Not to mention, An Feng really has this idea.

   It's just that missiles are too expensive. The cheapest individual missiles cost 40,000 to 50,000 US dollars, not to mention those vehicle-mounted and airborne missiles are more expensive. Also because of technical secrecy, even if you want to buy it, you can only buy it in large quantities, which is obviously not in line with Anfeng's original intention of buying a few pieces for fun.

   After typing a line of words on the keyboard, the last part of the picture and text is uploaded. Out of the corner of his eyes, he found Wang Le's profile picture flickering. When he clicked on it, he sent a message: "I need to discuss something with you."

  An Feng replied: "If you have something to say, just say it, is the mother-in-law's account stolen?"

  Wang Le sent: "Steal your sister, bitch! It's me!"

  Following a video request, An Feng clicked to accept, and saw Wang Le holding a cucumber, with one leg still standing on the chair, chewing, without any image.

   "Look at the hair? Imported tall, rich and handsome cucumbers!" He emphasized.

  An Feng was overjoyed: "Look at the way you spoke just now, you thought you had encountered hacking?"

  Wang Le put down the edible and usable artifacts, and said, "Isn't this a little more tactful! I plan to enter the pit this summer, or in autumn when the weather is clearer, what do you think?"

  An Feng said: "Your speed is not very good! Last year, you told me to take the girl home to meet the parents, and now I dare to say that I want to win."

"I know what you're capable of, Yanmars come here casually!" Wang Le rolled his eyes, "To be honest, I've known her for a year, and my parents have seen her too, so it feels like it's about time. And there's only A few singles, I don't hurry up, I will just give you red envelopes in the future, and lose money myself!”

   "So that's the purpose, what's the moral!" An Feng said with a smile.

  Joanna brought a plate of cut fruits from the kitchen, put the plate on the table, sat beside An Feng, raised her hand and greeted Wang Le: "Hi, Jim!"

   "Hi, beauty!" Wang Le smiled brightly, "Don't always cook so many delicious food for him, so as not to develop bad habits in the future and only know how to open your mouth when you eat!"

   Joanna, who was feeding An Feng, smiled.

   After eating, An Feng was unhappy: "Damn! You don't live a happy life, so don't come to harm us! You don't understand this kind of love!"

   As he spoke, he hugged Joanna and kissed her, it was so disgusting.

"See? You have to live like this!" An Feng said proudly, not giving Wang Le a counterattack: "But I agree! You should buy a diamond ring or something as soon as possible, find a place, or hide it in a cake for her Eat, put on a cool show at the end, say that you are the only one, wouldn't that be enough?"

   "It makes sense!" Wang Le seemed to have found inspiration, and soon disappeared.

   "Cat, come and sit on my lap." An Feng opened his arms to her, hugged her on his lap, and leaned against the back of the chair, basking in the afternoon sun comfortably.

  Joanna's body was soft enough to curl up into a comfortable position in his arms. The sun in mid-April began to feel a little warmer, and it was very pleasant to snuggle up and absorb the sun lazily. An Feng had nothing to do, so he blew her hair, watching the hair fluttering in front of him.

  Joanna played with him for a while, then raised her head and said, "Last time you said you were looking for a designer, I have screened a few."

  From the purchase of their luxury house plan to the present, except for the construction and flattening of the land at the beginning, it has taken a long time to find a designer.

  An Feng asked: "How do you feel?"

  Joanna said: "They are all pretty good, but because they are all good, I don't know which one to choose. This is a big project, and I don't want to have flaws."

  An Feng said: "Come on according to your feeling, I believe there will be nothing wrong."

  Joanna said: "I am optimistic that the designer who came back from studying in France is a lady. In addition, I plan to invite a British team to design the garden."

  An Feng said: "British gardens? It's not bad to dig an artificial lake near the sea. I've seen many designs recently, and it's the same way."

  Joanna adopted his opinion, and after confirming the candidate, she made an appointment to meet with the designer. The female designer who returned from studying in France obviously has a lot of experience. Although the area is huge this time, her ideas are in line with their original intentions. After some differences were revised, the agreement was reached.

  Once the style of the main building is determined, other things around the main building will be easy. The design team of the English-style garden is top-notch, and the construction method is written in the contract to ensure the most meticulous service. An Feng looked at several groups of real pictures that he had made before, and the effect was indeed very good.

  Joanna said: "They have been responsible for the design of some large-scale gardens, and they have rich experience. By the way, artificial lakes can also be excavated at the same time."

  An Feng knew that what he had to do now was to pay for the designer's work at a high price.

  (end of this chapter)

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