1688 Be Smart
Everyone loves fireworks, but doesn’t want to be a firework!
Seeing Stannie's hands hanging limply on the beach chair, as if he was dying, the girls closed their mouths tightly!
Although they like some sense of danger, they really don't want to participate in the killings of gangs!
Some girls even cried, and the water surface where the girls gathered in the swimming pool suddenly smelled of ammonia.
Perhaps because of this simple process, one of Stannie's men woke up with a start. Just as he was halfway raising the pistol in his hand, a gunshot rang out in the distance, and his head was like the unlucky watermelon in the watermelon smashing game!
It exploded with a bang!
The girls screamed again, and Noel had to explain, "If we were you, it would be best to shut up now and stay where you are."
"Don't do anything that could cause misunderstanding, such as raising your weapon."
"In order to prevent you from doing what you just did...", he made an exploding gesture with his hands, "...then it's best to throw all the weapons in your hands on the ground."
"This is my advice!"
"I didn't mean to hurt anyone, and I apologize for interrupting your fun time."
"You should be able to understand me and cooperate with me, right?"
A very polite person, if not for the little blood splattered on him.
If it weren't for the fact that Stannie was so weak that he couldn't even scream.
If not for that unlucky subordinate whose head exploded like a watermelon!
Everyone almost believed that he was a polite man!
He looked at most of the people here. No one could look at him for more than a second. Almost everyone looked away when he looked at him.
When the first guy slowly placed his weapon on the ground, the others followed his example and placed their weapons on the ground.
Noel smiled and said, "Thank you for understanding my difficulties," and then turned to look at Stannie on the beach chair.
"You don't have to say it, Stannie, and we can find someone to take your place."
"You also know that we lost your clue, and there are other clues."
"We are not the police. For us, the truth is much more important than the process!"
I don't know if it was that sentence that made Stannie truly understand his situation. Maybe it was the exploding watermelon head. In short, he nodded, and then showed a painful expression.
After his head was hit three times, his whole body was in a state of "head buzzing". Even if he just moved his head or nodded, it would make him feel as if his head was exploding.
Vern put the bottle back on the table. He didn't even touch the weapon in Stannie's crotch. There were snipers watching outside.
As long as he really can't think about it, he can immediately go see the brother just now!
Noel took a bullet out of his pocket and handed it to him, "This is a bullet casing from the scene. It may be of some use."
Stannie cursed in his mind as he took the cartridge case and looked at it, then at the primer.
With just one glance, he knew what weapon the shell casing came from.
Since the federal Ministry of Defense adjusted the standard rules for national defense equipment and required all military-industrial groups to unify the caliber in the supply of firearms and weapons, the average person cannot actually tell what weapon a bullet casing was used in.
But Stannie has been in this business for a long time, and he has a little talent. In order to comply with the policy requirements of the Ministry of Defense, various military-industrial groups, their first batch of uniform-caliber weapons were actually modified later!
Because the news came out suddenly, they had stocked a large number of weapons before.
These weapons originally supplied to the national defense suddenly cannot be sold to the Ministry of National Defense because of inconsistent calibers. This is a huge loss to all military-industrial groups!
If military weapons are converted for civilian use, let’s not discuss how long it will take for such a large batch of weapons to be sold out. Just converting military weapons into civilian ones also requires cost and time. Why not just change the caliber?
In addition, the Ministry of National Defense hopes to unify weapons standards among all member countries within the World Development Council, so even the export models have been changed.
This hasty modification will cause the firing pin to strike the primer in a slightly different position.
For example, some firearms are positioned slightly to the left, while others are positioned a little higher or lower.
Most people wouldn't notice these things, but Stannie did.
So he only took a glance at the primer to know which weapon this bullet was used in. This also allowed him to confirm that these weapons would not have appeared in society for more than six months.
In this period of time……
Stannie glanced at the square wine bottle stained with his own blood on the table, and his brain suddenly sped up a lot.
After all, only a few people buy this standard rifle. Most gangs buy submachine guns, pistols, and even revolvers.
The reason why they don't buy a rifle is not that the rifle is not easy to use, but that the rifle will be particularly sensitive when used on a large scale.
If a group of people shoot each other with handguns in a corner of the city, the police will tell the citizens that this is a fucking gang war.
The people are also willing to accept this view and statement. This is indeed a gang fight.
But if a group of people shoot each other with rifles in a corner of the city, the police will not think it is a fight between gangs.
They all use rifles, this is a fucking uncontrolled private armed fight!
People will also feel insecure because of this. The damage of pistols is limited, the bullets are limited, and the firing interval is limited.
But rifles..., this will cause panic among the people.
Submachine guns use pistol-caliber bullets, so it is generally not easy to distinguish between those fired by submachine guns and those fired by pistols.
So there are very few people buying rifles.
In an instant, less than thirty rifles sold in the past six months were matched.
Soon the two Grimm brothers left Stannie's big house with a note filled with the names of four people.
While sitting in the car, Noel noticed blood stains on his body, "You messed up my new clothes!"
He emphasized, "I spent three thousand yuan and this is my first time wearing it!"
Fern looked indifferent. He used cotton cloth and alcohol to deal with more blood stains on his body, "Oh..."
That’s an answer.
Noel sighed, "You should be more civilized."
Fern put down the cotton cloth, "You should tell Stannie to be smarter. If he was smarter, he wouldn't be like this!"
As for what will happen next to Stannie, no one cares.
If he had not been smarter, the Brothers Grimm would have arranged for him to return to the arms of God.
The development route that Lynch has arranged for so many years is finally beginning to bear fruit.
Every year they adopt a large number of orphans from orphanages. These orphans go to internal schools and spend the rest of their time participating in military training.
They would often sit together and chat, and they would talk about some of the unfair treatment they had received in the orphanage, regardless of whether they were boys or girls.
They've all been through this!
With the rapid development of society, the dark side of society will spread endlessly!
It is not new news that orphanages use orphans as tools to make money, from sending them to do forced labor to selling some children quietly to people with special quirks.
This kind of thing happens all the time in orphanages.
Because there is no more effective management and unified management, even if a child dies accidentally, they bury the person or report him missing and no one will come to investigate.
This is the place where the sun doesn't shine, the corner full of shadows!
So when they are brought out by the Brothers Grimm, they will have an incomprehensible identification and loyalty to the Brothers Grimm and this large group!
Especially when they often sit together about the tragic experiences in the orphanage, they will become more united!
A large number of young people who have not been exposed to the official eyes, but have mastered professional military literacy, are their trump cards.
They can mobilize people with hundreds of plans and thousands of plans at any time, who are proficient in military skills, and have extremely high execution ability and loyalty!
All you need to erase Stannie is one command!
The information represented by these four names was quickly gathered from all directions, and they chose a target closest to them.
A guy named Raquel.
He was a member of a small local gang, and twelve rifles were sold to a stranger through his introduction.
The seller below will record this because it is the first transaction with a stranger. For insurance purposes, they will leave some information to ensure that if something happens, there are traces to follow.
Twelve rifles, maybe he's the man they're looking for.
When they found this guy, he was working hard with his girlfriend to create life.
It's common practice for a rotten guy like him to cheat on some young girl.
There will always be some girls who are obsessed with street culture, or most girls go through such a process.
Raquel originally wanted to show his "street" side, but he gave up when an awl his old mother used for crafting was inserted into his shoulder!
He confessed to a guy, a childhood friend, a very close friend.
That guy claimed that he had done great things in another city, but he lacked some heavy firepower.
Raquel had been in contact with a local gun dealer. He had bought pistols twice, so he already had credibility.
Plus he's a local gang member, the kind of guy you can trust.
So with his introduction, his companion successfully traded what he wanted.
For this reason, he often brags to others about having a good brother, always with the attitude of "my friend is great because I am great".
But now, he doesn't care about that bastard at all. He just hopes that the person in front of him can leave early so that he can go to the hospital for treatment...