Hong Kong General: Rebirth of Rage, Rising from Prison

Chapter 52: Hand-rubbing weapons!

Qiu Gangao, A Quan and others all focused their attention on the black bag, full of anticipation.

Baozhu's eyes lit up as he looked at the heavy bag, feeling excited.

This bag is so heavy, the lowest configuration is probably the Black Star.

If it's a high-end configuration, you might as well use AK!
When I was in the police force, I used to carry a .38 rifle, which had low power, limited range and lethality. Apart from not jamming, it had all other shortcomings and couldn’t even kill a mosquito.

Therefore, he still yearns for firearms.

It's much more fun to use a gun than a knife.

"Pick the one that suits you best!"

Chen Shixian pinched the zipper head and pulled it all the way to the bottom, revealing the metal object inside.

Baozhu took the lead, rushed forward and pried open the bag.

After seeing the 'gun' inside, his expression froze.

What was in the bag was not the shiny black star or AK, but a bunch of strangely shaped steel pipes.

These steel pipes are welded together with rough workmanship and crude simplicity. There are even traces of rust on the crude pipe bodies.

All the 'guns' are made of simple materials and pieced together.

Looking at this pile of scrap copper and iron, Baozhu's cheeks twitched slightly. He picked up a handful and examined it in his hand: "Brother Xian, are you sure, this is it?"

"Why is it so ugly?"

Qiu Gangao, Ahua and Aquan looked at the steel pipes in silence.

"Don't underestimate these hand-rubbed guns because they look ugly. In fact, they are very hardcore."

"Although it's not bluffing, it can really kill people!"

Chen Shixian looked at the people's disbelief and explained, "I brought this back from my old house in Wei Village."

"In the walled villages, every household had hand-made guns. When the five major surnames took the lead in fighting for the right to be a member of the royal family, the villagers used these guns to fight against the British emperor and forced him to give in."

After hearing this, Qiu Gangao pondered for a while.

What Chen Shixian said was true. It was said that even mortars were pulled out from the village back then.

He picked up one at random, checked that there were no bullets in the magazine, loaded the gun, and pulled the trigger.

"Da da."

The firing pin struck, making a crisp, empty sound.

His expression relaxed a little, and he said to everyone, "Overall, the structure of this gun is fine. Theoretically, it can be used."

Ah Hua asked worriedly, "Brother Xian, are you sure this gun can fire normally?"

"Don't worry, I've already debugged and tested it, and it's fully capable of firing. It's quite powerful."

Chen Shixian finished speaking with a smile, and did not forget to remind: "It's a little hot when you use it, remember to wear gloves."

In fact, it is not difficult to rub a gun by hand. There are two kinds of talents engraved in the genes of the Chinese.

The first one is growing vegetables.

The second is shooting talent.

This also includes hand-rubbed firearms.

Every little boy has touched a toy gun when he was young, and even made one himself.

In later generations, if someone pulled out a real gun, the first thing you would doubt is the authenticity of the gun, and basically there is no need to be afraid. But if someone pulled out a pipe with strange welds, you would sweat profusely and run away quickly.

In the 1980s and 1990s, there were a lot of "Hualong-made" and "Yulin-made" products.

The really difficult part is getting gunpowder and bullets.

But things like gunpowder and bullets were hard to get in later generations, but in Hong Kong Island today, they are very cheap and easy to buy.

"Brother Xian, we are not as broke as when we first got out of prison."

"Wouldn't it be more convenient to just find an arms dealer, or go to Chaguoling to find a fierce ghost and buy a few Black Stars?"

"At worst, I'll pay for it!"

Exploding Pearl said with great pride, patting his chest.

It's really shabby to use these scraps of metal to do something big.

"Baozhu, how many parts can you buy with that little money?"

"Do you know how much a Black Star costs on the market now? Depending on the quality, a gun can cost anywhere from a few thousand to 20,000 yuan."

“How many can you buy?”

Qiu Gangao glared at Baozhu, shattering his fantasy.

Baozhu immediately wilted, not daring to nag anymore. "Save when you can, spend when you can."

"Don't worry. Wait until tomorrow night. Once we get He Shichang's batch of arms, we can upgrade our weapons. What kind of arms do we need?"

"Free stuff is more delicious than paid stuff."

Chen Shixian looked at everyone and explained with a smile.

Baozhu suddenly realized: "Brother Xian, you want to rob your fellow thieves?!"

"No, I plan to rob my thieves."

Chen Shixian smiled strangely at the explosive bead: "The ones who robbed the thieves are the Ghost King Party..."

He spread out a map of Tseung Kwan O Pier and began to plan tomorrow's operations.

Qiu Gangao, Baozhu and Ahua all had serious expressions and listened attentively.

No one cares what kind of gun it is anymore.

……

Quanxing Group Office.

He Shichang was wearing a suit, sitting in a boss chair, his leather shoes shining, and his legs crossed.

He pinched the lipstick and applied a thick layer of it on his lips in a slightly effeminate manner, making them shiny and glossy.

"A Fei, how is the arrangement for tomorrow night's transaction going?"

Across the table, He Shichang looked at his boss A Fei with sharp eyes.

Ah Fei is He Shichang's confidant, responsible for helping him clear all obstacles and handle some business matters.

"All the goods have arrived at the port, including sniper rifles, AKs, charge shells, shotgun shells, Black Stars, a number of bullets, eight sets of individual equipment, and ten smoke bombs as gifts. The goods are worth five million and are now secretly stored in the warehouse."

"Just wait until tomorrow night to trade with the Ghost King Party."

Da Fei answered seriously. His face was expressionless, but he was still sweating and a little nervous.

After all, He Shichang was moody, and he was afraid that a word he said would make the other party go crazy.

"Okay, tomorrow night's transaction is very critical, you go and watch it yourself, I don't trust others."

"This is the first trial transaction for the old guys in the society to participate in the investment. We must not let anything go wrong."

He Shichang looked at Ah Fei and gave the order.

"Brother Chang, rest assured. I will bring twelve brothers with me. Each of us will have a gun. There will be absolutely no problems."

"Even if the police come, it will be tough."

Ah Fei promised solemnly.

"Well, be careful."

"Those old guys in the society refuse to give up their power and use the young lady to pressure me. It's time to replace them. When the time comes, I will make you the leader!"

He Shichang put on his lipstick and said with an unhappy look, "You old losers, you won't release the eagle until you see the rabbit."

"Five million, divided among three people, it's clear that you don't trust me!"

"It's so hard."

As he spoke, He Shichang's expression became more distorted: "Wait until the deal is successful, let them taste the sweetness, and push me to the top. I am the boss of Quanxing Society, and I will see what else those old guys can do."

"In terms of ability, courage, and ability to make money, I should have been the leader long ago!"

"No vision!"

In the past two years, He Shichang's strength has grown rapidly, and his ambition has become more and more inflated. He has long since stopped taking these uncles and uncles from Quanxing Society seriously.

The only value of these uncles to him was that they helped him get to the top.

Demolishing the bridge after crossing it is the nature of the underworld.

"Thank you, Brother Chang, for your high regard. I will go back and prepare first."

Ah Fei nodded and thanked him, not daring to say anything more about the club's affairs.

"Well, it is said that the Ghost King's Party will do anything to get what it wants, so it is best to be careful."

He Shichang always felt a little inexplicably uneasy in his heart, so he reminded him again.

"Yes!"

Ah Fei agreed and left the office.

(Hand rub firearms!)

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