Shuoyu asked them to stop arguing, because McLuhan came out of his tent again, his expression still serious, and blew his whistle again, indicating that he had something to say. He asked to first check the guns in Shuoyu and the others' hands before deciding whether to distribute equipment to them.
Shuoyu, along with Ayi and Fanla, arranged the formation and handed over their guns to the two serious Americans in front of them one by one for inspection. After Shuoyu arranged the formation, he stood at the front and handed over his British sniper rifle, which was polished to a shine and could be sold in a souvenir shop, to Collins.
He watched as the other party quickly disassembled his British sniper rifle into various parts of different sizes, as if he had disassembled it countless times before. He still remembered that when he first got it, he disassembled it several times in a row, even disassembling other people's rifles, before he finally figured out how to disassemble it and put it back together.
McLuhan took the disassembled parts and touched the barrel with his white-gloved hands. There was nothing inside. When he took out the gloves, they were still clean. Shuoyu looked at the guys behind him. With such a thorough inspection, half of them might not pass.
He listened to Collins telling him that his gun was up to standard, and McLuhan nodded to him. He reached out to take back his gun, quickly reassembled it, and hung it on his back, then stood with Fanla and the others.
The inspection with the help of all the people was still going on. The second person to be inspected was Bu La. Shuo Yu saw that the white cloth turned into black cloth in the time it took to pass through a gun barrel, so he closed his eyes and dared not look again.
The third one is Milong. His Czech style was lifted up by bean cakes, and was broken down again by Collins very neatly. His movements were very smooth and fluid, but his expression looked very serious. Then McLuhan's hands, which had just been wiped clean, were touched with black again.
Then he checked a lot more, all kinds of things, Hanyang, Kuaili, and old guns, all made from different arsenals that didn't even have a unified standard, some of which might even be out of print. Most of the new gun fodder listened to Shuo Yu's instructions and cleaned their guns from time to time, but most of the time they didn't even know how to disassemble and assemble their own guns, so the places they could clean were really limited. The gun body was clean, but the surface was as shiny as donkey dung.
After Collins dismantled Zhang Guisheng's gun, McLuhan didn't even look at it. He just left it there and said to Meng Fanle,
"Mr. Meng Fanle, I remember once seeing a lot of thugs besieging and looting a vegetable stall in your city. Later I realized that they just wanted to buy some cheaper vegetables. Now, can you please let me not have such an association with you?"
Shuoyu didn't understand what he meant at first. When Silasila asked what the American guy said, Fanla said, "Sarcastic and sarcastic. Now I know why the two of them were sent to our position." While Fanla said this, he was still smiling at Mike.
Shuo Yu repeated McLuhan's words verbatim. He looked at their commander's still smiling face, wondering if he understood. Before he could open his mouth, he saw their commander's pistol had already hit the American helmet that had just been distributed a few days ago on his head with a bang -!
"I'm so annoyed. You're such a bad person. I asked you to translate, but you can't do anything right."
"Come here, come here." Fanla stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation and took a step back.
Shuo Yu looked at McLuhan's serious face and said to them, "I want to see their commander's gun, that is, their regimental commander's gun." He used his arm to nudge the person who was watching the fun with a smile on his face.
"Captain, he wants to see your gun." In fact, he thought it would be better if he could see Ayi's gun. His small pistol was the best maintained one in the entire position except for his own.
"Oh, oh."
Die, Die, Die dismantled the weapons and equipment on him. Even if he didn't fight, he had the most guns on him in the entire Jieqipo position. The Thompson that he had just been issued, the Mauser pistol with a buttstock, the one that Yu Xiaoqing gave him when he was the regiment commander, and the Colt that he was carrying with him now.
Heavy guns were placed on the table. Collins was only surprised for a moment, and continued his disassembly work without a pause. Shuoyu wanted to cover his eyes. He was dead! Although he was the guy with the most guns on their position, he was also the busiest guy on their position. He rarely took down his guns to clean them properly. They were not as good as Milong's Czech gun that was held by Doubing all day long.
McLuhan did not immediately pick up the disassembled parts on the table, but looked at Shuoyu and asked,
"Jade, why does he look, makes himself out to be a thug from a bad movie?"
"Uh..." Shuoyu turned his head to look at Silasila, feeling a little embarrassed to look over. Facing their leader's curious eyes, he leaned close to his ear and said,
"Captain, he asked why you carry so many guns on your body, like the gangsters in foreign movies."
"That's simple. The reason is that our leader is a nouveau riche. The more he brings, the more he seems to be taking advantage of you, right?" Fanla interrupted unhappily.
He gestured to his head and chest with his hands, yelling "Dead!" The sound of the gunshot was like the piercing sound of a fire alarm. He looked at McLuhan and said that it would be safer to have an extra gun because he was afraid.
Meng Fanle modified his words and told the American in front of him that he was fighting against his own destiny.
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