The plane arrived in Xi'an soon and the voice began to remind him.

Seeing that Mo Feng was still not going off the plane, Ju Jingyi couldn't help but curl her lips and said, "Mo Feng, you shouldn't really go buy Gatlin!"

"I said it but I don't believe it." Mo Feng looked at him with contempt.

"Tsk, I'm here. I'll treat you to dinner when I have time. I'll give you this jade." Ju Jingyi grabbed the jade pendant and smiled sly. Then she waved her hand slightly reluctantly, pulled up the mask, put on the baseball cap, and left with her big white legs.

Mo Feng glanced speechlessly. It was clearly a robbery. Of course, this also reflects that women's privileges are very powerful. Of course, Hetian jade is a bad thing for him, and it is not a pity to him. It is not a pity to send it out.

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Europe, a noble paradise.

Brussels, the capital of Belgium.

After nearly thirteen hours of flight, Mo Feng was still feeling uncomfortable even though the sofa was soft.

After getting off the plane, the cold wind in the evening blew, Mo Feng couldn't help but tremble slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable, and there was an extra jacket on his body at some point.

The time difference between Brussels and China is six hours, and it is still evening. Mo Feng slept for a while on the plane, but it was not too sleepy at this time.

Looking around, the airport in the capital of Brussels is very large. Although there are not many buildings around, the supporting facilities seem brand new and luxurious.

I looked at it twice and was unfamiliar with the place.

His most urgent task now is to find a hotel to stay in, and then inquire about the flea market in Brussels' second-hand arms.

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In a blink of an eye, it is dawn this day.

The prosperity of Brussels is everywhere, but the architectural styles around it are more oriented towards Western European architecture, which is very different from that of China.

At the entrance of the hotel, there was a man in his thirties.

The man is Chinese, and at this time he is responsible for translating to Mo Feng. After all, he cannot understand Dutch, French, and German.

At this time, the man was driving Mo Feng to the flea market in Brussels.

After a while, a store that is not luxurious.

When you enter, it is almost the same as a normal supermarket.

But what caught my eye made Mo Feng raise his eyebrows lightly, showing an interesting expression.

I saw that those eliminated daggers, military uniforms, steel helmets, etc. were randomly placed on the ground, like buying cabbage.

Walking in, you can see various handcuffs, batons, and various small-caliber pistols.

Then, Mo Feng saw rows of neatly arranged rifles, submachine guns, including AK-type and M4 series. There are more types of submachine guns, and the prices are marked on them, which is not very expensive.

There are many magazines, 5.56 caliber bullets, and 7.62 caliber bullets. If Mo Feng remembers it well, his sniper rifle is 7.62 caliber.

In addition to rifles, there are also various grenades, mines, mortars, and even several individual bazooka launchers, namely rpgs.

The only flaw is that these weapons are old and used, and such as grenades, mortars, and individual bazooka, are all small-caliber. This kind of RPG does not have armor-piercing bombs and can only attack ordinary walls.

At this time, Mo Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, and the two guns on a stall next to him made Mo Feng look surprised, the chicken-eating artifact, kar     98k sniper rifle.

The king of the German sniper series during World War II was known for its high accuracy and long range. It was also the sniper rifle that has been imitated and transformed the most. Even in modern wars, it has appeared many times, known as the "Eternal Gun".

Mo Feng stepped forward and took the 98k. Although it was not made of pure metal, it felt very good.

The stall owner was a fat man, or more than half of the stall owners here were big guys with a size of more than 200 pounds. At this time, he had no intention of stopping Mo Feng.

After playing with it for a while, Mo Feng looked at the price, which was 1,500 euros, which was normal.

"Tell him, I'll want these two kar       98k, and I'll also want all the ammunition here." Mo Feng said to the translator next to him.

Three thousand euros, two 98k hands were obtained.

The stall owner was very polite and sent nearly 200 7.92 bullets.

Mo Feng took the 98k and glanced at it. Although this thing was made in World War II, Germany's World War II weapons were far ahead of the world, and the precision was very high, so it was difficult to damage. Even compared with modern equipment, it would not be too much.

At this time, Mo Feng glanced at him.

The expression showed excitement again, there were really a lot of good things here.

The pace of his feet accelerated, and the 98k in his hand was also thrown to the translator, and he approached a stall by himself.

There are not many things in the stalls, but there are three famous big guys on the table. Mo Feng has learned about this big guy on the plane before, and he is definitely an existence that makes the enemy lose his courage.

mg-42 universal machine gun, a German weapon in World War II, can be used as a heavy machine gun or as a light machine gun.

But this machine gun has another name, Hitler's chainsaw! The murderous name of Hitler's chainsaw is definitely made of countless blood and bones in corpses.

The theoretical fire rate of the gun is 800-900 rounds per minute, and the fastest can reach 1,500 rounds per minute, directly reaching the peak of a single-barrel machine gun. Big trees as thick as a bowl can be interrupted; there are two backup barrels, which can be replaced within two seconds once the barrel overheated. When used as a light machine gun, the effective range is 800 meters; when used as a heavy machine gun, the effective range is 1,000 meters.

It is even known as the "nightmare of infantry". When the American soldiers heard this sound, they were desperate like the call of death.

You should know that all submachine guns produced by Germany in World War II were only 1.2 million, while Hitler's chainsaw produced one million, which was known as the best machine gun in World War II.

Mo Feng looked at him carefully.

These mg-42s should be retired machine guns and have killed people.

Although it looks worn out, it is still full of the aura of the king of the past.

The fingers touched slightly, and the iron block was cold. Mo Feng couldn't help but smash the corner of his mouth, looking a little excited.

It is no exaggeration to say that a platoon of Hitler chain saws was enough to make tens of thousands of cavalry come and go without returning when there was ammunition.

I looked at the price above, 3,500 euros, which is not too expensive.

As for the ammunition next to it, there are several boxes, but for this kind of ammunition swallowing beast, several boxes are not enough to cause trouble for ten minutes!

The stall owner spread his palms like a palm fan and chatted with the translator behind Mo Feng with a smile.

"You told him that I'll ask for all these. By the way, if he has any ammunition, I want to buy some." Mo Feng turned around and spoke.

The two communicated quickly, and the translator said: "Sir, he said he could also provide you with 30,000 bullets, but buying so many bullets at one time requires a certificate of Belgium's domestic property. Or you can pay double the price!"

"Thirty thousand hairs?" Mo Feng raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Since this person got 30,000 bullets at one time, he must have a way behind him.

Thinking of this, Mo Feng took out his cell phone and got it to the translator and spoke softly: "Money is not a problem. I can pay three times the price, but I still need a batch of weapons and ammunition, and I don't need the latest ones, but I don't need those second-hand street stalls."

After saying that, the mobile phone translated it and Mo Feng handed it to the stall owner.
Chapter completed!