Chapter 59: Selection of Test Guns

Gao Guang didn't understand why Frank had to take on high-risk, low-return missions like rescuing hostages when he was guarding Mr. Smith, the real boss and the real god of wealth.

Although he could get $100,000 for rescuing hostages, it was still not as good as earning $7,000 a day in peace and stability. He couldn't figure it out. Maybe the trivial matter between Frank and Danny affected his choice.

As for Gao Guang, he was happy to hold Smith's thigh tightly.

Now that the business was over and it was time for dinner, Gao Guang thought it was time to have dinner together.

As Gao Guang expected, Smith really invited Gao Guang to dinner. Gao Guang thought it would be a big meal, the kind that would open his eyes.

But Smith didn't play by the rules. He invited Gao Guang to have a home-cooked meal in his mansion.

It was really a home-cooked meal, and there might be no more home-cooked meal than this. There was no red wine, no foreign wine, no exquisite and sumptuous meal, but only a pizza, which was taken out from a pizza shop.

Maybe eating pizza with the boss makes it taste better. Anyway, Gao Guang thinks this pizza is really delicious.

When the two finished eating pizza, before Gao Guang could think of what to say next, a woman dressed as a standard secretary came into the living room, and then she said to Smith: "Boss, there are still 20 minutes before we set off."

Smith wiped his mouth with a tissue, and then he said to Gao Guang: "Now I begin to miss my life before retirement, because I am even busier after retirement."

After shaking his head and sighing, Smith suddenly said loudly: "Hank, Hank, take out the gift I prepared."

Gao Guang was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that he would come to the door empty-handed, but Smith prepared a gift for him. How embarrassing.

A man dressed as a bodyguard came in with a black box, and before Gao Guang put the box down, he saw the huge SIG Sauer logo on the box, so he knew that the gift Smith prepared for him must be a gun, but if it was a pistol, the gun box seemed a little too big.

But if it was a rifle, the gun box seemed a little too short.

The bodyguard placed the box in front of Smith, then stood up and stood aside. Smith opened the box and smiled at Gao Guang, "A gift for you."

The gun box looked too big because it contained two guns, two magazines, and two interchangeable pistol grip kits.

Both guns were black. Gao Guang didn't look closely and blurted out, "SIG Sauer P320!"

Smith smiled and said nothing. Gao Guang looked closer and then said in surprise, "It's MH17!"

M17 is a new generation of military standard pistol selected by the US military in 2017. The prototype is SIG Sauer's P320. M18 is actually a compact version of P320. In essence, it is the same gun, but the size is different.

During the selection and experimental stage, the standard and compact versions of P320 were both called MH17. After the US military decided to use P320, the standard version of P320 was called M17 and the compact version was called M18.

As a military fan, Gao Guang is very familiar with this gun. Of course, this familiarity refers to paper talk. Even in the United States, he did not have the opportunity to test the military version of the M17 and M18, because after being selected as the new generation of military standard pistols, the prototype P320 was immediately sold out, and even the price was hyped up.

But looking at the two pure black pistols in the gun box, Gao Guang immediately found something wrong, because the military version of the M17 and M18 only has sand color, not black, and the MH17 experimental gun sent for selection is also only sand color.

Then SIG Sauer just launched the civilian version of the P320M17 this year, that is, in 2018, but the engraving on the sleeve should be P320M17, not just M17, and the color should still be sand color.

The models of the selected guns are engraved on the sleeves of the two guns. There is no difference in size, but the color is not black, which is the color of the selected guns. So this gun is either a customized version or a wrong version. However, the possibility of a wrong version is not very high, so it can only be a customized version.

Gao Guang looked at Smith doubtfully and said, "Did you customize the colors of these two guns?"

Smith raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you know the difference?"

Gao Guang smiled awkwardly, "I'm a gun fan."

Smith laughed and said, "Then it seems that the gift I prepared is correct, but you are wrong. These two guns are not customized by me, but the selection experimental guns given to me by SIG Sauer."

Gao Guang was stunned and said, "Selection guns? Shouldn't the optional guns be sand color?"

Smith shrugged and said, "Yes, they gave me two guns in 2016. They were the guns they were going to send for experiments, sand color, standard version and compact version, but after I got the guns, I said I liked black instead of sand color. Then last year, after the P320 was successfully selected as the new generation of standard pistols, a problem was exposed."

Gao Guang couldn't help but say, "I know that a gun fell and fired, and then the knocking gun tail fired door broke out."

Smith smiled and nodded, and said: "So Sig Sauer sent someone to apologize to me and took back the two prototype guns. A few days later, they sent me these two improved guns. , the gun is the same gun, just changed the color, because they already know that I don’t like the sand color.”

Gao Guang said in a daze: "You are amazing."

Smith spread his hands and said, "I'll give it to you."

Gao Guang swallowed, stared blankly at the special gun box in front of him, and said: "So this is a selection gun, or... an amazing special customized version."

Smith continued to smile: "That's why I gave it to you."

Gao Guang wanted to refuse, but he was afraid of what would happen if Smith really refused to give it to him if he refused, so he said without hesitation: "Thank you, I like this gift so much."

Smith smiled and said: "There is a card in the gun box with the gun number recorded on it. Register the card in your name and it will be your gun. If you don't want to register it, then you will get two black guns, because the experimental gun The gun number doesn't appear in the FBI's database."

Boss, this is a real boss. Even gun factories need real bosses who give gifts and flatter you.

Gao Guang said to himself: "This is a selection experiment gun. It must be better than ordinary mass-produced guns, right?"

"The military requires random selection from the production line to participate in the finalization experiment, but if you are a manufacturer, will you really randomly select from the production line?"

"Then the experimental gun is really better!" Gao Guang wanted to close the lid of the gun box, but he was embarrassed, so he stared at the pistol in the gun box and said, "I can't even buy the civilian version of the P320. ”

"No, I should say your dream has come true now."

Gao Guang said in a daze: "This is a selection test gun. The collection value is too great. What should I do if I don't want to use it?"

Smith was silent for a moment, and then he said seriously: "For a shooter, there is only the most suitable gun, not the best gun, but man, the gun is your second life, and you will not do it just because of this gun." Guns are very expensive, so you should lock them up and not use them, right?”

Gao Guang was stunned for a while, then he nodded heavily and said: "You are absolutely right. If these two guns are really better, then I should use them instead of locking them up!"

Smith smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I have to leave. You can tell Mary your schedule."

Smith stood up and stretched out his hand towards Gao Guang. Gao Guang stood up and shook hands with Smith, saying: "Thank you for your hospitality and gifts. I really don't know how to thank you. I wish you all the best."

At this time, Mary, who was in charge of entertaining Gao Guang on the plane, had already come over, so in the end, Gao Guang was in Smith's mansion, watching Smith leave the house, but he stayed.

When Smith left completely, Gao Guang was still in a daze because he didn't know if all the rich guys did this or if Smith was the only one who was so informal.

At this time, Mary said softly next to Gao Guang: "Mr. Gao, the guest room is ready. You can rest at any time. The private jet is on standby at any time. You can leave at any time of your choice."

Gao Guang hesitated for a moment. He wanted to go back because he felt a little uncomfortable living in a home where the owner was not around.

Mary saw Gao Guang's hesitation, and she smiled and said, "If you need to go back to Los Angeles to deal with something, I can prepare the plane for takeoff."

Gao Guang immediately said: "Okay, let's go back now, thank you."

Mary smiled, bowed and said, "Please come with me."

Gao Guang closed the gun case and followed Mary outside the house. What surprised him was that the luxury car that picked him up was waiting outside the door, but this time it was Mary who opened the door for him.

Mary did not get in the car, and there was still only Gao Guang as a passenger in the car. However, when the car parked next to the private jet, it was Mary who opened the door for Gao Guang.

When getting on the plane, someone wanted to take Gao Guang's case, but was refused because Gao Guang wanted to carry the gun case himself.

The private plane took off, and Gao Guang took a nap on the plane. Finally, the plane landed in Los Angeles, and the luxury car that took him to the airport took him back to the company.

Watching the luxury car leave, he opened the door and entered the company in a daze. Thinking back on everything that happened today, if it weren't for the gun case still in his hand, Gao Guang would have felt that everything today was just a dream.

Now, although it was already very late and he had flown back and forth all day, Gao Guang didn't feel tired or sleepy at all. He excitedly opened the gun box and took two pistols, one large and one small.

Gao Guang, who usually would study the gun thoroughly, was in no mood at this time. He looked at the pistol, but there was only one thing on his mind.

Mr. Smith is so awesome, then it’s time for him to recruit people.