Forty years old, awakening attribute panel

Chapter 121 I know martial arts, do you believe it?

"Drinking is not allowed in Bastan, so I will offer you a drink!"

Zhang Haishan explained while holding freshly squeezed sugarcane juice.

"I know, it's okay."

After Jiang Sheng clinked glasses with Zhang Haishan while holding freshly squeezed sugarcane juice, he took a sip of the sweet sugarcane juice and said with a smile.

The last time I went to Dubai to collect gold bitcoins, I ran from the Iran-Pakistan border to the China-Pakistan border. During this period, I also learned about some of the customs and taboos of Pakistan from my mobile phone.

However, because there are many checkpoints along the way in Bastan, armed with armed police standing guard, in order to avoid trouble, he mostly walks on deserted trails and has never even been to the city.

He has never been to the capital, Lansburgh, because at that time his package was sent directly from the Heilan Airport in Persia to the Lansburgh International Airport in the capital of Pakistan, and it did not enter the city at all.

The two of them chatted about the good memories of their school days while eating.

After the estrangement of not seeing each other for many years gradually subsided, Zhang Haishan asked his inner doubts, "How did you get this face? It's like a pretty face. I almost didn't dare to recognize you at the airport before."

"No, it's a long story. I'll tell you later later.

Zhang Haishan nodded, put down his cup and asked with a smile: "You're not here for tourism, are you?"

Jiang Sheng grinned and said, "Why do you see it?"

"People who really come here to travel are full of curiosity about everything, but you..." Zhang Haishan said, gesturing on his eyes with his fingers, "There is no curiosity in your eyes, they are very calm."

Jiang Sheng smiled and said, "I remember you were not so observant before."

After Zhang Haishan took two bites of the vegetables, he said, "People can change."

"Hmm! You really don't look like a construction worker." Jiang Sheng said while eating the food.

"Ma Le Gobi, I'm too tired to talk like this." Zhang Haishan cursed, put down his chopsticks, lit a cigarette, and said with a smile: "Okay, I won't hide it from you. I joined the private employment industry ten years ago. Soldiers."

"My shitty relative was not a construction worker at all. He was just a personal bodyguard. He was later fired because of a safety incident."

"Then he took me to join Irako's private armed forces organization, which specializes in providing security tasks for foreign companies in the Middle East, mainly Chinese companies."

"Now you have also seen that I have become a moderate leader, with a little money and a few acquaintances, that's all."

Jiang Sheng laughed loudly, "It's all over so quickly. If you have to make it mysterious, I thought you were a member of the Burma Kidney Group."

"Fart! No matter how bastard I am, I would never do such a heartless thing."

Zhang Haishan took a bite of his food as he spoke, and then said with a smile: "Those little brats dare to play harp in the Golden Triangle. If they came here, their ashes would have been spread long ago."

"Damn it, are you so fierce?"

Zhang Haishan didn't say much, and grinned: "That's it. With your head on your belt, there's no tomorrow."

"It's you who says you're awesome, but in fact there's not even a trace of emotion in your eyes. You're the one who's really awesome. Can you tell me what gives you such confidence?"

Jiang Sheng grinned and said, "I have experienced some things recently, but I don't know how to tell you about them for a while."

Zhang Haishan nodded "Suddenly", "Okay, okay, no need to say anything..."

Zhang Haishan raised his big hand like a cattail leaf and waved it, "After so many years abroad, I have learned one thing. Don't be too curious. The more you know, the faster you will die. In short, if you need help from brothers, just ask. .”

Jiang Sheng simply didn't explain anymore. After all, what he was going to do next was too shocking. "Take me to the weapons black market and have a look."

……

"Since the Taliban regained control of Afkhan, Afkhan has re-emerged as a source of black market arms exports."

"A large number of American weapons and equipment originally belonging to the Afghan government were transported from Afghanistan to Pakistan by smugglers. On the weapons black market in Pakistan, you can basically buy any weapon."

"These sellers have no problem with who buys these weapons, whether they are criminals, gangsters or ordinary people. As long as you have money, you can buy the equipment needed by an entire army."

"Although these American-style weapons from Afkhan are relatively expensive, they are still in short supply on the arms black market. After all, their quality is more guaranteed..."

Early the next morning, Zhang Haishan drove Jiang Sheng to an arms trading market called "Adkomir City" more than 100 kilometers north of Landsburg.

While walking, I introduced Jiang Sheng.

From time to time, a weapons dealer would show a tacit smile to Zhang Haishan. It was obvious that he was a regular customer here.

Jiang Sheng looked at the weapons and equipment on the entire wall of the shop and was overwhelmed.

Although he had learned a lot of information online before, when he actually came here, he realized that what he knew was just the tip of the iceberg.

This place can't be called a black market, because all the weapons and equipment are openly displayed on the shelves for sale, just like the Chinese commodity market, even the aisles are so narrow that it is within reach.

The difference is that we don't sell hairpins and headbands, socks and underwear, headphones, lamps, clocks, gloves and towels.

Instead, they sell rifles, machine guns, pistols, rocket launchers, grenades, C-4 eggs, helmets, body armor, night vision goggles, communication equipment, military uniforms, military boots, field rations...

"What weapon do you want?"

Zhang Haishan asked after taking Jiang Sheng around the weapons black market in Adkomir City.

Jiang Sheng said: "Let's get some pistols first."

Zhang Haishan casually picked up a pistol from an arms dealer's stall and introduced: "This is the famous Makarov pistol, PM pistol for short. It uses 9×18mm pistol bullets."

"This is the Beretta M9, ​​using 9×19mm Luger ammunition."

"This is an M45, .45 caliber, a pistol specifically designed for the American Marine Corps."

"This is MK23, also of .45 caliber. It is only used by Navy SEALs."

"This one is amazing. The famous M1911, an 11.43 mm caliber semi-automatic pistol produced by Browning Company. It is moderate in size, ensuring a comfortable grip and easy to carry. Although its ammunition capacity is only 7 rounds, it is not as good as some large Pistol, but it is sufficient for actual combat use.”

"In addition, the M1911's bullets have a long range and are powerful, and can cause serious damage to the enemy in a short period of time. It is really the best choice for home travel, killing and stealing..."

Under Zhang Haishan's introduction, Jiang Sheng bought 6 pistols of different models and calibers.

Pistols are highly concealable and easy to carry, so they are very expensive, especially those made in the United States. They are very popular on the black market. A pistol sells for US$300, and 1000 rounds of ammunition cost a total of US$2000. This It’s still for Zhang Haishan’s sake.

If ordinary people come to buy it, any Glock can be sold for five to six hundred, or even thousands of dollars.

On the contrary, the price of AK assault rifles is ridiculously cheap. The market price is only 100 US dollars. If Zhang Haishan goes to buy it, it will be 20 US dollars each. You can get as much as you want.

In Zhang Haishan's words, after a battle, people will die, but the gun can still be used by another owner.

Especially the AK series rifles are extremely reliable and can still be used after being stored in the arsenal for decades, so AKs are rampant in the Middle East.

Some small customers return goods after placing orders, but arms dealers are too lazy to transport them back and throw them directly into the river, because the cost of transporting them back sometimes exceeds the price of the gun.

Therefore, online AK purchases here support only refunds.

……

In addition to pistols, I also bought several rifles and machine guns.

200 rounds of ammunition plus a gun, the total is only $100, almost half sale and half free.

"What other weapons do you want?"

"Bring some more grenades. Also bring some rocket launchers and C-4 eggs."

Now that he is here, Jiang Sheng wants to know the power of these conventional weapons.

"There are currently three main types of grenades here. The first is the M26 defensive grenade, which began serving in the early 50s and is mainly used for position defense and urban street fighting."

While talking, Zhang Haishan took Jiang Sheng to a shop and asked the boss for a cylindrical grenade with narrowed ends. He took it in his hand and tossed it up and down, "Here, this is it."

"The full length of the bomb is 99mm, weighs 454g, has a delay time of 3.5 to 5 seconds, a killing radius of 15 meters, and a throwing distance of about 40 meters. As long as you don't release the safety plate, the grenade will not explode. You can insert the tab back and leave it there. times used.”

After Rushu Jiazhen's introduction, he threw it to Jiang Sheng.

"Be careful."

Jiang Sheng caught it like lightning, fearing that the grenade would accidentally fall to the ground and explode.

Although with his

Zhang Haishan laughed and said: "Don't worry, this thing is very safe. It won't explode even if you hit it with a hammer."

"..."

"The second type is the M67 defensive grenade, which he does not have. The M67 has a standard round shape and is also a flip-firer type detonator."

"The total missile is 89.7mm long, weighs 400g, is charged with 184g of high-performance B explosive, has an effective killing radius of 15m, the fragments can fly up to 250 meters, and the throwing distance is only 30-35 meters. It is used in the same way as the M26."

Zhang Haishan paused and continued: "The reason why M67 is called a defensive grenade is because it has a large charge and many prefabricated fragments. Once it explodes, the fragments will spread over a wide range and can cause serious damage. It can be used very well." Deter the enemy's attack."

"You see the soldiers in the bad luck movie. Every time they throw a grenade, they will first call Fire in the hole, which is to remind the surrounding comrades to lie down immediately. Because the killing radius exceeds the throwing distance, you must immediately lie down or hide after throwing a grenade. Behind the bunker."

Jiang Sheng suddenly realized, "That's it, I'm in a bad mood."

"There is also a MK3A2 offensive grenade..."

After listening to this, Jiang Sheng said: "Okay, there will be ten M26, M67 and MK3A2 each."

"Okay, come with me."

Zhang Haishan took Jiang Sheng to one of the stores, and walked straight to the back of the store without saying hello to the boss.

After walking through the long passage and walking through the long and winding alley behind for a few minutes, we finally came to a small arsenal.

Workers here are using lathes to make pistols, and there are many sleeves, barrels, etc. placed on the ground.

When I came to the office, I explained my purpose to the boss in the local dialect. Without saying a word, the boss brought three small wooden boxes from the back yard. After opening them, there were thirty M26, M67 and MK3A2 grenades neatly placed inside.

Zhang Haishan communicated with the boss for a moment, then took out a stack of 100 U.S. dollars from his wallet and counted 15 of them to the boss.

The boss took the US dollars and chattered to Zhang Haishan, obviously he thought they were too little.

"Let's go." Zhang Haishan didn't talk nonsense to the boss at all. He greeted Jiang Sheng, hugged the box and left.

The boss followed behind and shouted. Seeing that Zhang Haishan didn't look back, he could only go back complaining.

……

Until they got to the car, Jiang Sheng still felt unbelievable.

"Damn it, is this grenade too cheap? I checked the price. These American grenades are very expensive. Each one costs four to five hundred dollars."

Zhang Haishan laughed and said: "It's not that expensive. The normal market price of this thing is 50 US dollars each. But if you come to buy it, he will charge you at least 100 US dollars, or even 200 US dollars each."

Zhang Haishan paused and said, "By the way, it will take two days for the bazooka and C-4 scamper to be available."

Jiang Sheng nodded and handed the 2 US dollars from his bag to Zhang Haishan, "Brother, thank you. You can take these first."

Zhang Haishan slapped his arm away, "Okay, stop being such a disgusting person, I don't need your money."

Jiang Sheng thought for a while and put it away, "That's fine, we have a long way to go."

"To be honest, I have made a lot of money over the years, but it's a pity that I can't escape now." Zhang Haishan said with emotion, "When people stay outside for a long time, they always miss home unconsciously, as well as the people and things in their hometown. , if you are willing to find me when you come to Bastan, that is better than anything else."

Wealth that does not return to its hometown is like walking in brocade at night.

On the road before, Zhang Haishan revealed some information that he would most likely not be able to return to his hometown in this life, which is why he was so emotional.

"Don't be discouraged, you won't be able to predict what will happen in the future."

Jiang Sheng comforted him with a smile.

"Forget it, don't talk about those unhappy things! Let's go, I will take you to practice in actual combat..."

Zhang Haishan took Jiang Sheng to a tribal armed base in the east of Adkomir City, borrowed a training venue, and then taught Jiang Sheng how to shoot and throw grenades.

Jiang Sheng's arm strength is super strong. Not to mention the recoil of the pistol, even holding a Gatling with one hand will cause any problems.

In addition, his "Hidden Weapon Technique" has reached LV2, so after Zhang Haishan briefly explained how to use the pistol, he was able to shoot it proficiently.

"Pang pong pong pong pong..."

"7 rings."

"9 rings."

"10 rings."

"10 rings."

"10 rings."

"..." Jiang Sheng fired all 17 bullets in the Glock magazine in one go. Except for the fact that he was not familiar with the target and the performance of the bullets at first and missed a few points, the gun later hit 10 rings and the 17 bullets shot 166. Horrible results.

Zhang Haishan was stunned when he heard the announcement from the electronic target.

After the target paper was passed over, except for the two bullet holes of the 7-ring and 9-ring, there was only one hole left on the target.

Zhang Haishan turned to look at Jiang Sheng and asked in shock: "You...how did you do it?"

Not only because Jiang Sheng scored a terrifying score of 166, but also because Jiang Sheng’s arm was as stable as a mountain from beginning to end, as if the pistol was not a flesh-and-blood arm, but a mechanical arm made of steel.

Jiang Sheng grinned and said, "It's a long story. I know martial arts, do you believe it?"

Zhang Haishan looked at his expression, then at the target paper, and looked at each other for a moment.

Jiang Sheng smiled and said: "I wanted to tell you before, but it was too troublesome to explain, and you wouldn't believe some things just by telling me. Now take out your phone and search for my name on the Chinese Internet. I I’ll explain it to you slowly.”

Zhang Haishan subconsciously took out a Warwick mate60Pro from his pocket and started searching for Jiang Sheng's name.

Soon Zhang Haishan learned about Jiang Sheng's current situation and said with a surprised look on his face: "You...are you really the marathon world champion?"

"It's guaranteed to be replaced if it's fake." Jiang Sheng grinned.

Then Jiang Sheng and Zhang Haishan said something, lying that he had accidentally developed inner energy, during which he began to practice martial arts, and his martial arts improved by leaps and bounds.

After hearing Jiang Sheng's explanation, Zhang Haishan's first feeling was that it was absurd, extremely absurd.

Reason told him that Jiang Sheng was lying, but facts spoke louder than words. Whether it was the marathon world record holder or his terrifying shooting accuracy and wrist strength, he was among the best in the world.

There was absolutely no need for Jiang Sheng to deceive him.

……

Zhang Haishan, like Luo Jiajun, is a person who dances on the tip of a knife every day, with a very strong heart. Although he was shocked by Jiang Sheng's current ability and identity, he quickly recovered.

"Can you show me your martial arts skills?"

"There's no rush. I'll need your help later. You'll see when the time comes."

Jiang Sheng said, picking up the PM, banging the magazine, and there were no empty bullets.

Eight bullets produced a terrifying score of 8 rings.

"..."

Zhang Haishan had nothing to say.

Jiang Sheng shot all 6 pistols, two assault rifles and two machine guns, and he had a full understanding of the performance and power of the guns.

To his great surprise, he could clearly perceive that pistols, machine guns and rifle bullets did not pose any threat to him.

In other words, his skin is now not only completely resistant to pistol bullets, but machine gun and rifle bullets are also unable to break through the defense of his skin.

"Hahahahaha..."

Jiang Sheng held the AK47 in one hand and couldn't help laughing.

As for Zhang Haishan on the side, he had nothing to say.

Not only did Jiang Sheng shoot machine guns and rifles with one hand, but his arms were as steady as when shooting with a pistol, without any tremors. Even more terrifying, in burst mode, he was able to hit the target with his gun. , the hit rate is terrifying.

"I now believe you can do martial arts."

Next, Jiang Sheng asked Zhang Haishan to teach him how to throw a grenade. In fact, the main purpose was to understand the power of the grenade when it explodes.

His perception is now very powerful, but just like a pistol, he can only feel the power of the bullet and whether it will cause him harm after firing.

Zhang Haishan took out a simulated grenade and prepared to let Jiang Sheng master the throwing distance.

Who would have thought that Jiang Sheng would throw it more than 100 meters with a casual swing, and he would throw it right into a pit.

Zhang Haishan: "Fuck..."

Then he and Jiang Sheng squatted behind the concrete wall, took out the M67 defensive grenade with a wide explosion range but relatively small power from the box, pulled out the pull ring and said: "See, as long as you don't release the safety film, the grenade will not explode."

"Yeah~" Jiang Sheng nodded to express understanding.

"Get down!"

After speaking, Zhang Haishan waved his hand fiercely, and the grenade flew high.

Jiang Sheng huddled tightly behind the concrete wall.

About four seconds later, there was a loud "boom".

The explosion shock wave was mixed with rocks and armor-piercing fragments, and hit the 1.2-meter-thick reinforced concrete wall, making a "crackling" impact sound.

Immediately following was the billowing smoke set off by the shock wave, which obscured the sky within a dozen meters.

Jiang Sheng stood up from behind the concrete wall, surprised, "Wow~ This is the power of a grenade, it's different from what I saw on TV."

Zhang Haishan smiled and said: "You just know? Let me tell you, the power of basically all thermal weapons is far beyond your imagination."

Jiang Sheng nodded, but then he felt excited inside.

The armor-piercing fragments produced when the grenade exploded just now did not make him feel any fear. In other words, the M67 defensive grenade did not pose any threat to him.

Next, under the guidance of Zhang Haishan, Jiang Sheng threw seven or eight grenades in a row and fully understood the use methods and explosive power of grenades.

Neither the M62 defensive grenade nor the MK3A2 offensive grenade, which has a relatively small explosion range but more fragments and is more lethal, can pose any threat to him.

In other words, he can now not only withstand pistol, rifle and assault rifle bullets, but also conventional grenades cannot cause him damage.

……

After the preliminary training is over, the next step is the actual combat drill.

Had lunch at the armed base area.

After lunch, the two people came to the empty combat training ground to the north of the camp.

Jiang Sheng smiled and said, "Don't you want to see my martial arts? I'll let you see it with your own eyes now."

As he spoke, he put the loaded Glock into his hand, then came more than ten meters away and shouted: "Come, shoot me."

Zhang Haishan was startled and said speechlessly: "Are you crazy?"

Jiang Sheng shouted: "Hurry up and shoot."

Seeing that Jiang Sheng didn't seem to be joking, Zhang Haishan frowned and said, "Are you sure?"

Jiang Sheng grinned and said, "I bet you can't hit me."

Zhang Haishan, who had been immersed in the sea of ​​blood and corpses for many years, raised his hand to Jiang Sheng's right thigh and pulled the trigger without any further nonsense.

"Pong-"

The moment the gunfire rang out, Jiang Sheng's super vision had captured the micro-movements of Zhang Haishan's face, arms and body in advance. At this time, he could 100% dodge the bullets.

But he didn't move, because his perception told him that the bullet would not pose any threat to him, so he wanted to observe further.

With a high degree of concentration, everything in his field of vision seemed to be in slow motion. He saw Zhang Haishan's finger pulling the trigger, saw clearly the bullet ejecting from the barrel of the gun along with the light of fire, and even saw clearly the flight path of the bullet. .

For ordinary people, let alone dodging after the bullet comes out of the chamber, even before pulling the trigger, the physical strength is far from supporting the conscious reaction to dodge the bullet.

But Jiang Sheng was different. His powerful body muscles could be activated in an instant. With a flash step under his feet, his body seemed to change position, successfully avoiding the bullet's advance and falling line.

It's a long story, but it's actually just a matter of seconds.

"puff--"

The bullet passed through Jiang Sheng's calf and hit the gravel ground seven or eight meters behind him. The gravel splashed and a burst of smoke rose.

Zhang Haishan didn't know at all that Jiang Sheng waited until the bullet came out of the chamber before dodging the bullet. He was very surprised when he saw that he didn't hit Jiang Sheng. He couldn't believe that he would miss at such a short distance?

"Come on, why are you lingering?"

"Pong-"

At Jiang Sheng's urging, Zhang Haishan shot Jiang Sheng again in the right leg.

The results were no surprise.

"Damn it, I don't believe it anymore!" Zhang Haishan "missed" twice in a row. He also realized that something was wrong and shot Jiang Sheng continuously in the thigh.

"Pang Pong Pong——"

Jiang Sheng was seen more than ten meters away, jumping left and right repeatedly like a jumping rabbit, as fast as lightning.

Zhang Haishan was stunned, "He... he can dodge bullets?"

"I am coming!"

Just when Zhang Haishan was stunned, Jiang Sheng shouted.

After Zhang Haishan came back to his senses, he was about to aim at Jiang Sheng, but who knew that Jiang Sheng's figure disappeared from his field of vision in the next second.

"on the left--"

The next second, Zhang Haishan caught a black shadow passing quickly from his left side with his peripheral vision.

As soon as he turned the muzzle of his gun, the black shadow instantly moved to his right. Before he could react, his gun was taken away with a flick of his hand.

As before, it's a long story. In fact, it only took one breath from Jiang Sheng's reminder to Zhang Haishan's gun being taken away.

It was only then that Zhang Haishan saw clearly that the dark figure was none other than Jiang Sheng. He was holding a Glock pistol and looking at him with a smile, "How is it? Is my technique okay?"

Zhang Haishan: "..."

Zhang Haishan's inner shock could no longer be described in words.

No.

Not shocked.

Total fear.

Not only could Jiang Sheng dodge bullets, but his speed was as fast as a ghost, and his eyes couldn't even track him.

"Okay, don't act like you've never seen the world." Jiang Sheng threw the pistol to him, "Come on, keep going. Don't just shoot in the thigh, shoot in my stomach and head. If the pistol doesn't work, use assault Rifles and machine guns. Don’t worry, it’s impossible to hit me with your level.”

"grass……"

Jiang Sheng's last sentence was really hurtful.

Zhang Haishan was still immersed in shock and fear, but what he said made him furious.

"Come!"

Zhang Haishan changed into a Beretta M9.

When Jiang Sheng reached more than 20 meters away, he raised his hand and shot him three times in the thigh.

"Pang Pong Pong——"

Zhang Haishan is still restraining himself.

But Jiang Sheng dodged three bullets instantly.

Zhang Haishan, who had been restraining himself, finally couldn't bear it anymore. A trace of anger flashed across his face, he raised the muzzle of the gun, pointed it at Jiang Sheng's chest, and pulled the trigger.

"Pang pong pong pong -"

"very good!"

Facing such a dense barrage of bullets, Jiang Sheng was not only not afraid, but was extremely excited.

After the continuous shooting, he no longer had to look at the trajectory of the bullet. He could only know the flight path of the bullet through Zhang Haishan's body movements, and then easily avoid the bullet in advance.

Because human actions are coherent, especially shooting, such as machine gun fire. When a shuttle sweeps past, the bullets will connect into an irregular line. He only needs to calculate the flight path of the bullets and avoid that line in advance. Just the range.

The person who fired the gun could not suddenly shoot randomly.

To put it simply, he doesn't need to be faster than the bullet, he just needs to be faster than the person who fired the gun.

(End of this chapter)