Chinese entertainment starts with Hong Shixian

Chapter 265 The carefully nurtured treasure was kicked violently by Qi Hui.

Sonoran Desert, Arizona.

It seems like Bear Grylls survived in the wilderness here... right?
Was it in the Mexican desert?

It doesn't matter; what matters is that the annual American Machine Gun Festival has begun.

A wide variety of automatic weapons are on display, spanning from World War I and II to the Cold War, and from the Cold War to the present day, with automatic weapons from various countries available.

Qi Hui even saw the Type 56 rifle and the Type 89 heavy machine gun.

It's that heavy machine gun that the Soviet Union tricked into drastically reducing its weight.

When I finally couldn't lose any more weight, I found out later that I had been tricked.

However, although this machine gun festival is called a machine gun festival, it actually brings more than just machine guns.

There were also several tanks: an M4 Sherman, a German Leopard 2, and a Soviet T-34.
In addition to tanks, there were also several howitzers, mortars, and anti-tank guns.

Qi Hui even saw the German-made 88mm anti-aircraft gun, also known as the 88mm anti-all gun.

"Holy crap..." Qi Hui was dazzled by what he saw: "If Li Yunlong had these things, he would have already taken to Cybertron."

Not only Qi Hui, but Wu Jing and the other two were also stunned.

Where had they ever seen so many weapons?

This is enough to arm an entire regiment!
Not far away, the sound of gunfire rang out intermittently, making their ears ache. The group quickly put on earmuffs to protect their ears.

Then he took out the camera and started filming.

Wu Jing was the most enthusiastic photographer.

He has an idea for a military action movie and needs some promotional material.

Of course, because the operation was not as good as Qi Hui's, although he tried his best, the results were not ideal.

In addition, the ratings and word-of-mouth of "Special Forces: Sharp Blade" were not as good as "I Am a Special Forces Soldier" and "Fire Blue Blade". Therefore, when it comes to soldiers and special forces, people tend to avoid mentioning them.

The audience's first reaction was Qi Hui, not Wu Jing.

This greatly frustrated Wu Jing, who had shamelessly begged Qi Hui to withdraw from the role of He Chenguang.

As a result, Qi Hui was eliminated, and his performance failed to achieve the desired effect, which frustrated him greatly.

"Brother Jing, come quick!" Qi Hui's voice rang out.

Wu Jing turned his head and saw that Qi Hui and the others had run onto a German Leopard 2 tank.

Qi Hui sat in the driver's seat, while Lu Yang squatted on the turret to take pictures.

Guo Fan then operated a drone to take photos.

Robert and the tank's owner were inside the tank, one as the gunner and the other as the tank commander.

"Me, the loader?" Wu Jing was a little excited. He jumped onto the tank and crawled inside.

Guo Fan and Lu Yang were hanging outside.

These two are not unfamiliar with each other; their job is simply to take photos. We'll let them play around later.

Once everyone was present, Qi Hui turned the steering wheel and headed towards the tank field.

Unlike Soviet tanks, German tanks... or rather Western tanks mostly use steering wheels for operation, rather than the joysticks that Qi Hui used.

Just now, the tank owner was firing the vehicle-mounted machine gun over here; this time, Qi Hui wants to try out the tank cannon.

A 120mm smoothbore gun, so exciting!

The engine roared, the tracks kicked up clouds of dust, and Qi Hui slammed on the accelerator without any mercy.

Since it's someone else's bike anyway, just stand up and pedal hard!
The tank training ground is equipped with various obstacles, including muddy waterways, rugged rocks, and steep slopes...

"Load the shells!" Qi Hui shouted. Although he was the driver, he had been paid to also serve as the tank commander.

As for the train commander... well, he's just an observer, of course!

Wu Jing picked up the cannonball and stuffed it into the cannon barrel, only to find that the thing was incredibly heavy.

These are solid iron cannonballs, without any explosives inside.

"Gunners, take your positions!" Robert shouted.

The tank owner craned his neck to look: "Safe, you can fire!"

"No rush, fire the moment the tank takes off," Qi Hui said.

"Roger that, sir!" Robert laughed heartily.

Wu Jing's expression changed, and he subconsciously gripped the things beside him tightly.
"Wang Defa?" The tank owner was shocked. What did he mean by firing the cannon the instant it took off?
Before the thought had subsided, he noticed the rapidly approaching embankment.

This thing wasn't tall, only about forty centimeters, and was originally intended for tanks to go off-road. But Qi Hui didn't slow down at all; in fact, he kept accelerating.

The tank beneath me sped up, its engine roaring.

"Holy crap!" Outside the safety line, Guo Fan and Lu Yang were dumbfounded. Qi Hui was driving so recklessly?

Before the thought had even faded, the tank roared up the slope and took off, lifting itself half a meter off the ground.

"Fire!" Qi Hui shouted.

"On the way!" Robert shouted back, slamming his foot on the fire pedal.

boom!
A huge explosion rang out in mid-air, startling everyone at the tank yard.

Upon closer inspection, the tank that had fired the cannon suddenly landed and roared forward.

"Alas!"

"Awesome!"

"Hey buddy, one more time!"

"It's amazing, it's unbelievable!"

Outside the venue, countless people cheered and shouted, raising beer bottles to toast the visual feast they had just witnessed.

"Hahahaha—" Inside the car, Qi Hui laughed heartily, thoroughly enjoying himself.

He had wanted to do this for a long time.

But in China, he could only fly the Type 59 rifle and couldn't do whatever he wanted. This time, he finally got to experience it.

Wu Jing also felt a surge of excitement, the weightlessness of the tank being lifted into the air, combined with the explosion of the artillery.

That feeling was incredibly exciting.

Of course, not everyone was excited, such as the tank owner who was nominally the commander but was actually just an observer.

Seeing his beloved tank being messed up by Qi Hui, his face darkened.

On a regular basis, he meticulously maintains the tank, changing various types of oil and removing dust and rust.

He cared for his wife even more than she did, yet Qi Hui treated him so badly?

Damn Fuck!

Qi Hui didn't let him get angry; he took out a stack of US dollars, which dispelled the tank owner's anger.

The other party was somewhat indignant, but stopped pursuing the matter, only demanding that such dangerous behavior not be repeated.

This is his wife, his beloved!
Soon, Qi Hui finished playing, and it was Wu Jing, Guo Fan, and Lu Yang's turn.

The latter two were incredibly excited to be touching a tank for the first time. They carefully examined it from top to bottom and even went inside to explore.

After quite a bit of fuss, it finally ended, though I was still not quite done.

Qi Hui took them to try something different, to play with howitzers, especially the 88mm anti-tank gun.

In front of them, Qi Hui performed a series of operations, adjusting the firing parameters, loading, and firing.

The deafening roar of the cannons left the group speechless.

Wu Jing, in particular, looked at Qi Hui with disbelief.

Dude, how did you learn all this stuff?
Why is it so familiar?

Are we not receiving the same training?
Why do you know so much about tanks and artillery?

This is unreasonable!

Qi Hui laughed it off, but why would he tell anyone he had a system?

He would only say that he was born with superhuman strength.

Believe it or not, I believe it!
After spending half a day at the machine gun festival, Qi Hui and his group set off for Florida to hunt wild boar, black bears, and saltwater crocodiles.

Unlike in China, these animals are not protected species in Florida.

However, for safety reasons, and also because Qi Hui and the others are all in the entertainment industry, and to prevent those so-called public intellectuals from causing trouble and using this to attack them.

Therefore, Qi Hui and his companions naturally contacted a professional hunting company to accompany them on the hunt.

Robert contacted one of his comrades, and the formalities were quickly completed. The group, armed with hunting rifles and pistols, ventured into the swamp forest.

Led by guides and hunters, they slowly explored.

The primary target of this trip is saltwater crocodiles, followed by black bears, and finally wild boars and other wildlife.

(End of this chapter)