I love you, I won't kill you

Chapter 208 Civilian Shooting Training Ground

Angie nodded and smiled, "Thank you, Julie. Oh, and Amanda, uh...can I call you Mike?"

Amanda put on her sunglasses, pulled out her car keys and said, "Come on, Angie, only men call me that. Do you want to be a man or a woman?"

Julie chuckled, walked to the co-pilot side of the Wrangler and sat in, looked at Angie in the back seat and said, "Angie, when you graduate from Yale, you won't think about things like this."

"Hehe, no problem, I will. Uh...Julie, what kind of gun was used for that shooting training?" Angie turned her thoughts to the next shooting training, becoming curious.

"You can use whatever gun you want. As long as you want, you can carry an RPG and shoot down the planes at the nearby airport." Amanda said nonsense while buckling up her seat belt.

"No way? What you said is true? What is that RPG?" Angie couldn't tell which of Amanda's words was true and which was false.

Julie doted on Amanda, "Okay, sweetheart. Now is not the time to joke, drive your car."

Then I turned around and said to Angie, "She's joking with you, don't listen to her nonsense. Uh... This RPG is actually a Russian-made portable anti-tank weapon. It has been equipped with Russian troops since the 80s. Right, sweetheart?"

Amanda drove the car out of the parking space in front of the bank building, turned her head and glanced at Julie as she drove onto West 23rd Street, "Uh huh, you should add a little more practical function, such as Saddam's soldiers or The Taliban could use it to blow up our Humvees, transport trucks or Black Hawk helicopters."

Julie stopped scolding Amanda for her "nonsense".Since the U.S. military entered the IA battlefield, most of the negative news related to U.S. soldiers can be learned from various domestic and foreign news media or the Internet.Among them, there are many bloody casualties about RPG rocket launchers attacking US military transport and patrol convoys.

Amanda is telling the actual situation, and she can't guarantee that she will not encounter such a "Hummer killer" in her career in the Marine Corps. Therefore, facing reality directly may be a kind of "ridicule" of fate.

Although Angie has not watched the movie about the 1993 U.S. military shooting down two Black Hawk helicopters by RPG in Mogadishu, she believes that what Amanda said this time is true.It's a pity that with her current level of knowledge and associative power, she would never believe the cruel fact that an RPG rocket could penetrate the body of a US Army Ranger and stay in the torso without exploding.

Amanda had no intention of wasting her vacation on that heart-wrenching movie, and when she saw Angie's expression in the rearview mirror, she smiled happily and said, "Hey little Asian girl, what's going on? Please , we are on vacation."

Julie said knowingly, "Yeah, Angie. A vacation is all about letting go and relaxing, isn't it?"

"Hehe, yes. Amanda, in the American movies I saw before going abroad, some Americans like to hold a silver revolver with a long barrel. What kind of gun is that?" Angie asked with a smile road.

Amanda laughed, "Angie, you're really curious. Well, let me tell you, it's a Colt Python revolver. You can see it from a lot of wars from WWI, WWII, Korean War, Vietnam , find its figure."

At this time, the Wrangler had switched from Stanford Road to Highway 390 heading northeast.On the periphery of the lawn on the left side of the road, a row of wire fences was erected.Looking from the side of the fence, you can still see the air control tower of the airport and several vacant hangars.

In front of the left is a dense forest. When passing through the forest, Amanda observed several buildings in the open space on the left side of the fork.Point to the second flat building on the left, and say to Julie, "Look, here we are."

Follow the path until you're outside the Joey Gun Range.Angie pushed open the car door, looked at the surrounding environment when he got out of the car and said, "Uh... I didn't expect a shooting training range to be so inconspicuous. If it wasn't for the billboard, I would have thought it was a warehouse."

The logo on the billboard is an imitation pirate flag pattern with two AR15 rifles crossed with a skull wearing a beret. The color and meaning have a little taste of punk culture.But it's telling the people who come here that for a few dollars, you can get a way to protect yourself, your property, and your family.

"Let's go, girls." Amanda greeted the other two casually.

At this time, the sounds of pistols or rifles came from the woods behind the building from time to time, and Julie asked Amanda sideways, "Are there many people who come here for shooting training?"

"Uh... I don't know, I only know that this shooting range is the best in Panama City, let's go." Amanda also heard the gunshots one after another, and she felt her adrenaline began to secrete a lot.

On the contrary, Angie felt that the sound was a bit harsh, and something that could make people feel frightened filled the air.She has never had this feeling, not even when she was in high school military training in China.

The military training in domestic high schools now looks like torture.In addition to standing at attention, taking a rest, and running in a military posture, there is also the need to fold the quilt into a tofu block.The half-month military training did not leave a good impression on Anji at all.

The only thing she remembers now is that she took a rifle from an army soldier who didn't know what kind of gun it was, and lay on the dirt with her buttocks pouted, aiming at the big mountain-like mound in front of her.What to aim at, of course it is aimed at the half-length breast ring target.

And now, in her understanding, "spend a few dollars to buy some bullets, and then just take a gun to shoot at a target? There are no soldiers watching themselves in case they go off? There are no female students excited around? There is no gang The male classmate who thought about shooting guns in the back?"

While thinking wildly for a while, I followed Julie and Amanda into the building, until I walked to a row of glass counters against the wall.A bald white man, a head taller than himself, smiled at them and said, "Hello, ladies! Oh, and here's a beautiful little Asian girl."

"Thank you. Well, you have a lot of guns here." Amanda said, staring at the rifles, sniper rifles or assault rifles hanging on the wall behind the boss.

"Of course, we have any kind of firearms you want here, including standard firearms from other countries." The boss said proudly.

Julie carefully observed each firearm, and turned to Amanda and said, "Sweetheart, what kind of gun do you use in the Marine Corps? Do they have it here?"

When the bald white man heard Julie's words, he laughed and said, "Marine Corps, not bad! Hehehe, I don't think you are unfamiliar with AR15, are you?"

Amanda explained to Julie, "AR15, it's the civilian version of the M16 carbine, that's the kind of thing I used to train at Barris Island."

Angie was even ignorant of the rifles and sniper rifles all over the wall. When she suddenly saw the AK47 hanging in the fourth row on the right, she was so surprised that she pointed at the gun and whispered to Julie, "Julie, I Touched that gun in high school military training."

In fact, the submachine gun Angie touched back then was a domestic Type 56 7.62mm assault rifle.This assault rifle was successfully imitated based on the Russian-made AK47 7.62mm assault rifle.

What she saw now was the Type 56 prototype gun, and she took it for granted as a domestic imitation assault rifle.Julie smiled and said to her, "Angie, I don't know what kind of rifle soldiers in your country use to fight, but the AK47 was invented by the Russians."

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