813 798. Leading The Team (4/5)

Chapter 813 798. Leading the Team (45)

Entering the range of the training ground, Wang Bo stopped the car, and several students rushed out immediately.

There are hundreds of luxury cars parked on a large piece of grass. BMW and Mercedes-Benz can only say so-so here, while Lamborghini, Porsche and Maserati are the protagonists.

"My God, Ferrari FF? This shape is definitely FF!"

"This is awesome, come and take a look, the old Maybach Zeppelin, the car for the richest man!"

"The Rolls-Royce Phantom has it, shouldn't it? Why is it empty?"

"Damn it, Lao Wang really collected so many luxury cars?" Zhu Fang couldn't help but swear.

Wang Bo said solemnly: "Of course, Lao Wang never tells lies. These cars are luxury cars, right? You can take them home if you like. Anyway, one car won't cost two or three thousand yuan."

"These cars are only two to three thousand yuan? Even if they are all empty shells, they are too cheap, right?" Fan Dong said in surprise.

Qingyang curled his lips and said, "Fan Datuan, you just don't understand New Zealand. Here, this kind of thing can only be sold as scrap iron, and it costs money to dispose of it. Two to three thousand yuan is not low."

"In fact, here, two or three thousand yuan can buy a car that can run normally. There are some second-hand Audi cars, but they are only this price, but they can be driven." Old Wang added.

Uncle Bing drove over in a pickup truck with clean training clothes and guns on it.

Wang Bodao: "Luxury car battle, how about it? Do you want to play? The soldiers will be divided into two groups, and then everyone will start fighting. Have you all played real CS?"

Men have dreamed of sweeping the world with weapons in their hands. Seeing these lifelike guns, Hou Haibo and his party immediately surrounded them.

Zhang Rui, who usually doesn't talk much, his eyes lit up when he saw the weapon. He took an M14a1 and said, "This is a good gun. I'll use this—damn, isn't it a real gun? It's so heavy?"

Uncle Bing introduced them: "These are all weapons made in a one-to-one ratio. They fire colored bullets and have bullet casings. Pay attention to recycling the bullet casings."

As he said that, he took an AK-74, loaded the bullet and pulled the trigger. There was a crisp sound of 'crack bang bang', and the shell casings popped out.

"It is divided into two firing methods, burst fire and continuous fire, which are very imitative, and the feeling of real guns is only different in recoil and lethality."

"The bullet can shoot one hundred meters, and the effective distance is sixty meters. Do not aim at the exposed parts of the person within ten meters. The bullet is made of rubber. Don't worry, it will only hurt the body and not cause damage. Be careful when you shoot. The casing, it's made of iron."

"Everyone puts a magnetic bandage on their arm. After shooting, sweep your arm on the ground, and the bullet casing will automatically attach to your arm. Then, repeat, do not shoot at the exposed part within ten meters, and within two meters No shooting inside!"

"Is it more lethal at a closer distance?" Zhu Fang asked worriedly.

Uncle Bing glanced at her, turned his gun to the car next to him, and with a 'snap' shot, the window glass shattered!

"Fuck, this is a Porsche Cayenne!" Fan Dong said distressedly.

Wang Bo asked: "Do you want to play this? There should be some games in China, right? If you are not interested, just shoot a few shots, and we will change to something else."

A group of people shook their heads:

"Just play with this!" "There are lasers all over the country, so what's the point of finding a dirt mountain for you to play with?" "Of course I'm interested, shooting between luxury cars, this is urban street fighting!"

Wang Bodao: "If you just want to play with guns, I have real guns and I will take you hunting. This is a game after all, are you sure?"

"Sure!" "Stop talking nonsense, let's play." "It's a waste of time."

Wang Bo shrugged, went to get a familiar SL8, and said: "Then wear protective gear and choose your own gun. The girls recommend using MP5, which is the lightest. Although the range is shorter, it is still sufficient."

Zhang Rui exclaimed: "There are so many types of guns, HK416, AK-47, AK-74, M16, M14A1, MP-9 Chong, and AWP? Is there a sniper rifle here? Then I use a sniper rifle. "

Wang Bo explained: "New Zealand can't ban guns, let alone such imitation guns."

"Aren't you afraid that someone will transform the imitation gun into a real gun?" someone asked.

Wang Bo laughed and said, "How is that possible? The two are not the same thing. The reason why this gun is heavy is that there is a piece of lead in the handle, and the firing system is a toy. It can't fire a real bullet at all."

A box was opened, and there were sniper rifles inside, AWP, M200, MK11-0, and the legendary cannon M82A1 and Barrett M90.

Several men went to choose a sniper rifle, and Hou Haibo also picked a Barrett M90.

Lu Yang, who was tall and tall, laughed at him: "Can you do a monkey? This gun weighs twenty catties, and you will run away with it later?"

Hou Haibo picked up the M90 ​​and said, "With it in my hand, I still need to run?!"

That Qingyang smiled wryly: "I used to think so too, until that day I became a rainbow."

Wang Bo couldn't help laughing, Qingyang took away the M82A1 when he played for the first time, and then they were made dumplings, Qingyang couldn't run away, and was beaten into a rainbow by paintballs.

So, this time he chose the HK short assault rifle, which weighs only about six catties, and he can run fast while holding it.

Next is grouping, divided into two teams, including Uncle Bing, a total of 24 people, each team has 12 people.

Wang Bo and Uncle Bing came to lead the team to select candidates. For the sake of fairness, Wang Bo chose two first, so he chose Qingyang and the tall and powerful Lu Yang.

Uncle Bing chose very randomly, they are all the same rubbish anyway.

After being divided into groups, Wang Bo said: "I forgot to introduce you. This Mr. Benjamin Johnson is an instructor of the British SAS Special Forces. He has participated in countless anti-terrorist wars and has at least three figures in his hands."

"Hundreds of people beheaded, isn't it?" Lu Yang gasped, "Fuck, I regret it, you put me back."

"What is this Jason? This is God of War!"

"SAS instructor? I'll go, a real master."

Wang Bodao: "I mean, when our people see him later, it's better to run quickly."

One hundred forty-five vehicles were scattered about five or six hundred meters away, facing east-west. Wang Bo led a group of people to attack from the east, and Uncle Bing led people to guard in the west.

Wang Bo separated the people in his hands and said, "Brother A, you take Zhu Fang and Jia Jia to explore the road, and go to the right. Lu Yang, take the monkey brothers to the left, be careful, the others follow I go in the middle."

"How can I ask the girl to explore the way?" Lu Yang asked.

Wang Bodao: "Girls are the most suitable for this job, because those who explore the way must die, anyway, they have no fighting power."

Zhu Fang and other girls were immediately dissatisfied: "Old Wang, you bastard!" "I don't want to die early!" "You go to find the way and lead the way!"

That Qingyang smiled gloatingly: "Haha, the army's morale is disturbed, it's not easy to lead this team."