Chapter 154 Sick

Chapter 154 Sick

Chapter 154 Sick
Li Jie's face was obviously a little haggard.

Seeing his savior again, Li Jie had to express his gratitude, so he invited Gao Yi and his group to his home.

It's a large house that looks like a suburban farm. Farmers in Texas like to live in places like this, but Chinese people rarely live in such houses.

Ring the doorbell.

"Come in, I see you. It's not convenient for me to go out now. The door is open. Please come in."

Gao Yi and his group pushed the door open with some confusion.

Li Jie's home has the romance unique to science and engineering men, which is that everything is kept very clean and tidy.

A large living room that looks normal and ordinary.

"Come this way. It's not convenient for me to greet you now. Please come over and talk."

Gao Yi followed the sound and came to the room where Li Jie was.

Li Jie did not open the door, nor did he give his savior a hug. He just sat in his chair and looked at Gao Yi.

Li Jie was sitting on a swivel chair. Behind him was a triple screen with the picture paused on the game page. In front of him was a large table full of small tools, the kind specially used for handcrafts.

With his feet on the table and a Siamese cat in his arms, Li Jie held the cat with his left hand and gently stroked the cat's belly with his right hand, whispering, "I'm petting the cat. This silly cat finally got close to me. It's inconvenient for me to move."

Gao Yi didn't know what to say. He looked down at the things on the table, his eyes lit up, and he said, "Is this gun mine?"

"Yes, it's yours."

There was a pistol on the table. It was quite large, much larger than a regular pistol.

The color is grayish, but not reflective, with a black patch on the grip. The overall look is so cool that there is no other adjective to describe it except handsome.

Gao Yi rubbed his hands subconsciously, then he picked up the gun excitedly.

This pistol is really heavy, very heavy, at least twice heavier than ordinary pistols. Nowadays, pistols are being made as light as possible. Standard-sized pistols weighing 600 to 700 grams are everywhere, but there is definitely no conventional pistol that weighs two kilograms.

It's heavy and feels heavy, but it feels very stable to hold.

"Knowing you were coming, I worked overtime to assemble and debug the machine. Just half an hour before you arrived... Hey, don't move, don't move!"

Although he said "don't move", the fat cat in Li Jie's arms still struggled to break free from Li Jie's clutches, jumped to the ground, shook its body, and then walked away with proud steps.

"This silly cat... Whenever I play games, it comes to lie in front of my keyboard. When I'm doing handicrafts, it comes to my workbench, but it won't let me touch it."

Li Jie looked at his cat lovingly as it walked out of the work and playroom. He finally took his feet off the workbench. Then he stood up and said tiredly, "Besides, your gun was assembled by hand. It took me six hours. I was exhausted."

Gao Yi took the pistol that he had waited so long for and spent so much effort to obtain, and asked cautiously, "Can I try it?"

"sure."

Li Jie stood up, walked to the cabinet beside him, opened it, and took out a tray from it.

On the tray is a storage box for high-precision bullets.

"I asked a friend to customize the bullets for you. They are 20%, 40%, 60%, 80%, and full charge. This is a set. Load the propellant in even numbers."

He clicked through five bullet boxes in one go, but there were still eight bullet boxes in the tray.

"I'm afraid you have obsessive compulsive disorder. Actually, I have some obsessive compulsive disorder. These are odd-numbered bullets, ten, three, five, seven, and nine. The minimum charge is ten percent, and the maximum is ninety percent."

After ordering five more boxes of bullets, Li Jie pointed to the last three boxes and said, "These three boxes are simple. They are all loaded with propellant bullets, with 10% and % added respectively, and a maximum of double the propellant. All specifications of bullets can be customized by order, all handmade, with an error level controlled within micrograms, and the type of bullet can also be selected."

One gun, with thirteen types of bullets, that's pretty good.

Li Jie took an empty magazine and continued, "This gun has never been tested, not even a single shot has been fired, so I don't know what kind of bullet is most suitable for it. But I guess that a bullet with 10% powder charge won't provide enough recoil, and the barrel won't recoil properly, causing difficulty in ejecting shells and jamming. You can try it."

Gao Yi took the magazine which was loaded with only one bullet and inserted it into the magazine.

The gun has not been fired yet, no, the slide has not been pulled yet. The mere action of inserting the magazine can show a very obvious difference in the feel.

Smooth and comfortable.

It’s hard to describe where the comfort lies. Gao Yi felt it and found that it was the feeling of holding the gun in his hand that was very comfortable.

"Take the bullets and come out to shoot, but don't shoot in my house."

Li Jie took two large headsets and placed them on a tray, then walked in front. He didn't say hello to Lin Xianghua and the others, just nodded. However, when he left the studio and passed the living room, he couldn't help but look at Lucy twice more.

Through the back door of the living room is the yard.

Li Jie's home is a little different from a normal person's home. No, it's a little different from an ordinary person's home. It's not because he lives in the suburbs, nor because his yard is very big, but because his backyard is a shooting range.

Just under the awning in the backyard, Li Jie placed the tray on the large wooden table and pointed at a round iron target ten meters away and said, "Go ahead and shoot."

Gao Yi couldn't wait any longer, he pulled the sleeve.

The gun is very heavy, but when you pull the slide up, it feels silky smooth, extremely silky smooth. You can feel the resistance, but the entire loading process feels incredibly smooth.

There was a light, crisp click. Gao Yi raised his pistol, pointed it at the small round target, and took aim.

Pull the trigger the moment the green dot in the holographic sight is aligned with the target.

The trigger travel is extremely light, with slight resistance, so the finger pulling the trigger does not need to exert extra pressure, but the final moment of firing can be clearly felt.

It is difficult to describe the smoothness in words. He raised his hand and fired the pistol unintentionally. A gunshot went off, and the iron target not far away made a ding sound, indicating that Gao Yi had hit the target.

It was indeed as Li Jie said, the 10% charge was too little, the barrel did not recoil properly, the shell could not be ejected, and was stuck in the ejection port.

Gao Yi pulled the slide, reloaded the pistol, and the shell fell to the ground.

Li Jie picked up a bullet and said, "Try to charge it with 20 percent of the charge. I don't think it will work. At most, it will be able to eject the shell, but reloading will cause problems. Let's try firing a few more shots."

Li Jie took another magazine and started loading bullets.

Gao Yi said to Li Jie in surprise: "There is absolutely no recoil!"

Turning around, Gao Yi excitedly said to a group of gun experts, "There really is no recoil at all!"

"Don't yell, try this."

Li Jie handed over a new magazine and Gao Yi took it.

The process of changing magazines is a kind of enjoyment, just like the feeling of walking for a long time and suddenly changing into a supercar speeding on the track.

There's a world of difference. The gap is that huge.

Gao Yi took the new magazine and shot again. The muzzle hardly jumped up and he could fire the second shot very smoothly.

The landing points of the two bullets almost overlapped, leaving two bullet marks next to each other.

"Wow, I can type that, too!"

Gao Yi was very excited, but the gun in his hand jammed as Li Jie said.

This time the ejection was successful, but the third bullet jammed when it was loaded.

It didn't malfunction every time, but apparently 20 percent of the bullets with the powder load were unusable.

Next is the test of bullets with 30 percent charge.

There was no problem this time. Gao Yi fired ten bullets, and every shot hit the target.

"I...I'm so awesome!"

Gao Yi was excited. For the first time, he felt that his marksmanship was excellent and that he was very powerful.

Facts have proved that the idea of ​​making up for lack of skills with equipment is correct, and proved that Gao Yi can become a sharpshooter.

Gao Yi cheered and jumped for joy. Lucy asked in confusion, "What can this gun do? Is there any other use besides shooting?"

Everyone was silent. Feng Biao thought hard for a moment and said, "You... uh... the boss..."

Even Feng Biao, who is good at flattery, couldn't find any practical use for this gun, and he was actually at a loss for words when he was trying to get out of trouble.

Gao Yi didn't care. He fired all the bullets very quickly and impatiently.

When firing the standard .38super bullet with this gun, you can hardly feel the recoil. It is so strong. When firing the bullet with times the propellant, you can feel obvious recoil, but even when firing the double-propellant bullet that ordinary guns cannot withstand, the degree of recoil bounce is much lower than that of a normal pistol.

In general, this gun is a super weapon if you don’t consider its portability, weight, or size.

When Gao Yi fired the last reloaded bullet, Li Jie finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You passed the test perfectly, congratulations."

Li Jie took the lead in applauding, and others followed suit. It was unclear whether they were celebrating Li Jie for making a super good pistol, or celebrating Gao Yi for finally realizing his dream of becoming a sharpshooter.

Li Jie put his hand down and said seriously, "Double charge, plus sub-caliber fin-stabilized armor-piercing shells, it can penetrate any bulletproof vest. It's expensive, but there's nothing wrong with it. Do you want it?"

"Yes, of course!"

Gao Yi was so excited that he shouted, "Whatever you want, I have money now, so price is not a problem."

Li Jie nodded, and then he suddenly asked: "Do you need someone?"

"What?"

Li Jie bit his lip and said seriously, "After I came back from Iraq, I was still upset. I wondered what I was pursuing. Should I make the guns I want to make in the studio, or find the people I want to fight? After thinking about it seriously for many days, I felt that making guns is not as good as using them."

Several people looked at Li Jie in a daze.

Gao Yi said puzzledly: "You have a bright future and you have money, but you said you want to hang out with us? Are you sick?"

Li Jie nodded seriously and said, "Yes, I am anxious, depressed, and unhappy. I have a mental illness. How about this? I will pay and you take me to kill some ass. How about that?"

(End of this chapter)