Invitation to hunt
It's the beginning of December when I get home, and the vacation can't be wasted.
Long before the visit as a diplomatic representative, An Feng spread the news of the hunting invitation in his circle of friends. It was held at his private hunting ground in Texas, enjoying the VIP service of the gun shop, and casually playing in the private domain of automatic weapons... There are many interested people , when you come back, you have to start preparing.
Actually, the gun shop has equipment, and An Feng doesn't need to prepare anything, but Joanna is picky and always thinks about this and that. Hunting clothes are nothing more than military uniforms or custom-made clothes, and she can struggle all day long. Finally, under An Feng's endless praise, she chose the clothes she liked.
Participating in the activity, Wang Le and his girlfriend reported for duty, and Henry, who was also interested, also brought his hunting dog.
This time, most of them are of the same age, and the older ones are either preparing for Christmas or traveling around the world with their families—for example, father-in-law Frank, who plans to go to the southern hemisphere to enjoy the summer in December, so he is not short of money. , although not at the level of An Feng, but also generous.
The crowd flew to Los Angeles together, and the tools for this trip were arranged by Roger, because there were a lot of people, except for a few friends of An Feng, Roger, his girlfriend Miranda, who had never changed for thousands of years, and other people who dropped by to go back to Texas , such as Austin Blueline, Roger's uncle.
But the way Roger entertained everyone was too…
In the airport, in front of everyone is a plane like a giant dragon entrenched on the ground. The fuselage is painted in red and blue, and the tail is also sprayed with the English word "Browlane".
An Feng was surprised: "Are you serious? A Boeing airliner?"
"No, no, no! You're mistaken, my friend!" Roger naturally pretended to be aggressive, "It's not a passenger plane, it's a variant of the Boeing 777-VIP business jet. It looks the same, but the inside is customized. Come on Let's go! Let you see the palace in the air of the Brulen family!"
To get on this kind of plane, you must have a ladder car. The ladder car sets up the stairs to connect the cabin door, and there is a red carpet, just like the last time An Feng visited China... Saobao Luojie walked in the front wearing sunglasses, and then turned sideways Standing aside, he made a gesture of invitation to everyone: "Ladies first!"
Ladies go up, he is in charge of the rear.
Walking into the plane, everyone's eyes were opened.
If an ordinary business jet is to move a mansion into the sky, then this guy is to move the presidential suite, office, bar and dance hall into the sky, with a magnificent design, majestic atmosphere, divided into multiple areas, and a group of people in uniform, Stewardess always smiling.
Roger introduced: "The original 777 can seat three or four hundred people, but now after the renovation, it is only designed to have 50 seats, and everything is mainly for high-end enjoyment. It can be said that there are presidential suites, and here is almost the same. Look at the presidential suite. You can't reach the white clouds under your feet, but here you can!"
Everyone visited from the nose to the end, it is indeed amazing, there is even a small swimming pool, which can accommodate three or five people to play in the water, but it is not very practical, or it is more appropriate to say that it is a bath. After the visit, An Feng pulled him and asked, "Can I ask how much it cost?"
Roger said straightforwardly: "From ordering the green leather machine (bare machine) to the cost of interior and exterior decoration, the total cost is more than 300 million US dollars."
"It's not bad." An Feng said.
Everyone automatically stay away, now it is a duel between two local tyrants.
Roger said with a smile: "Of course, in front of you, a super rich man, what are these things? I heard that you booked the largest cruise ship in the world?"
An Feng nodded: "Let's go into the water in about two or three years."
Roger said: "It's amazing, remember to notify me when the time comes, I will also participate in the maiden voyage of the largest cruise ship."
An Feng smiled: "No problem."
After the visit, everyone sat down in their favorite area and the plane took off. An Feng was still talking about the plane with Roger, and Roger told him: "Actually, Boeing or Airbus have similar customized VIP services. Boeing has 787-VIP and 747-VIP."
"The biggest one is 747, right?" An Feng said.
"Of course, four engines, with an upper cabin and a convertible lower cargo hold. Among the airliners in service, the Airbus A380 is bigger than it. Are you interested? I happen to know people from Boeing in this regard, so I can give priority to replacing it." You handle it, jump in line in front of everyone else."
An Feng shook his head: "I have no plans for now. I don't need such a large space at the moment."
Roger said: "It is usually used to fly international routes. This time it is also passing by. I will borrow it for everyone to enjoy."
An Feng has some ideas. He wants to customize a large aircraft, either a 747 or an A380, with multiple layers and multiple modifications... It's a pity that there are too few ideas in his head now, and he can't think of what kind of enjoyment he needs. I can only talk about it in the future, maybe Will think of a better solution.
The journey of more than three hours ended in comfort and enjoyment.
The plane landed at Austin Airport, a group of eight people, a group of hounds and luggage obviously couldn't be transferred by helicopter, so renting a car became the first choice. This time, An Feng's assistant Eve was well prepared, and the car rental company had already prepared what they needed Pickup trucks or SUVs are high-riding vehicles anyway.
Holiday leisure, everyone is not in a hurry, four cars set off slowly, the front Chevrolet SUV is in charge of leading the way, the driver is Joanna, An Feng is not in the convoy - he is in the sky above his head, obviously there is a big problem when he drives his helicopter out Useful, air hunting is indispensable.
The convoy slowly drove to the city of Llano, more than 100 kilometers away. There is also an airport there, but the runway is only a little over 1,000 meters. A large aircraft like the 777 needs a runway of 2,000 meters, and there are no landing conditions. The 747 has higher requirements. rice. It is still convenient for a light aircraft, and it can land safely within a kilometer.
Not in a hurry, I arrived at Danglano City leisurely all the way. It is said that the city is actually very small. There are no large hotels, but there are many motels. Go to camp, let the ladies house, let's camp."
Everyone heard that the purpose of hunting is to enjoy the wild environment. If you deliberately emphasize staying in a five-star hotel, it would be too hypocritical and lose the fun. After living in the big city for a long time, everyone has the interest of returning to the wild forest for a short time. When Roger said it, everyone hit it off.
After discussing, he turned around and drove towards Buchanandan. An Feng had already arrived at his destination and was playing with his mobile phone outside the gun shop. After receiving a call from Wang Le, he asked Mike about some tents in the gun shop. He said There is enough stock to handle them all.
An Feng felt relieved when he heard this.
Twenty minutes later when everyone arrived, An Feng also showed off his army-painted HMMWV. The machine gun mounted on the roof had not been removed, so he rushed forward domineeringly and acted as a role model for everyone. Leading the way party. Climb up the dirt slope, through the jungle, and drive to the wooden house on the river bank.
It also takes some time to cross the hunting ground. When we reach the plains, the field of vision really widens. Everyone slows down to take pictures. While An Feng is waiting, he drives into the grass to experience the destructive power of military vehicles. Nothing happened, but people's **** suffered.
Stopped in front of the wooden house. There were only three rooms in the house. There were four ladies at the scene. Fortunately, everyone was familiar with each other. Henry's girlfriend Lucy and Lisa were together, and they chose the largest room to live in. After putting down the luggage, everyone took a rest and discussed the next activity plan.
After all, everyone's eyes were focused on HMMWV, and the itchy hands couldn't help but want to play a game, and then the discussion turned into a game of playing military vehicles outside the house. Roger, who is familiar with firearms, couldn't help pointing his machine gun at the water. A few bullets were fired, and the movement made the surrounding shepherd dogs bark non-stop.
An Feng saw that everyone was not tired at all, so he greeted: "Stop quarreling with my cattle and sheep here! Come with me to the gun shop and play big guys!"
Henry jumped out of the driver's seat and said, "It's overdue."
Wang Le smiled: "Be careful to stir up public grievances and shoot you down!"
Putting down the luggage, everyone crossed the forest again, came to "Mike Huoli", and went in for a visit. The four shop assistants came to greet them. Although An Feng invited everyone, they were still very conscious about their consumption. Out of pocket, foreigners are very aware of this.
Although An Feng doesn't care about the money, he still respects the customs.
When everyone was choosing guns and guns and buying ammunition, An Feng checked to see if there were any newcomers in the team. Needless to say, almost all the native Americans had touched guns. I also went to the gun shop to play when I was bored, and my skills were much improved.
When they all came to the super large open-air shooting range with automatic weapons on their shoulders, a big guy painted in green, black and yellow next to them attracted attention. Undoubtedly, judging by An Feng's proud expression, this is exactly the US M1 tank he bought for 750,000 last time, a big guy weighing more than 50 tons.
Wang Le expressed surprise: "Damn! Such a big guy, really amazing!"
Roger was also very interested: "Is it still open?"
An Feng used the tone of Mike last time: "Why can't I buy it if you can't drive it?"
"Start it!" Many people conveyed their meaning with their mouths or eyes.
"Hi! Mike!" An Feng greeted the old Mike, and smiled at the young Mike in the crowd, "Start it, let's have a high!"
Old Mike used to be an Army armored soldier and could drive this thing. I saw him easily climbed up, got into the cockpit, and greeted everyone: "Come on!"
An Feng said to everyone: "Climb up and experience it for yourself?"
Naturally, everyone does not object, and even ladies are very interested. When I came to the side of the tank, I realized how huge this guy was, and it was not easy to climb up like Mike. They each found a foothold, propped themselves up with different postures, and then turned to pull the lady.
After everyone is in position, the tank is already full of people, and everyone is still carrying guns. This formation is a bit like an African warlord who has confiscated the spoils.
An Feng and Joanna sat on the turret with a wide view. He greeted Mike, whose head was peeped out from the cockpit: "It's time to start! Flatten all obstacles ahead!"
"Hurry up! Everyone!" Mike said loudly. The M1 tank started, and there was a low roar, and it started slowly. The feeling of shaking when standing on the turret was very obvious. An Feng had to sit still and find something to support him. It would be embarrassing to fall.
M1 has an AGT-1500 gas turbine with a maximum output of 1500 horsepower, which is quiet but powerful. The mass of the tank itself is huge, and it is very spectacular to start. It is rolling forward steadily, and no **** or gravel can do anything to it. Soon its first opponent appears.
In front were two Honda sedans of unknown age. The windows were full of cracks, and they were obviously scrapped. They were facing the tanks, trying to challenge them, but they were insignificant in front of the big guys. Mike aimed the scrapped car with the track on the right, and said loudly: "Hold on carefully! Don't fall!"
When the track on the right side of the tank was slowly rolled up, a certain inclination occurred, and the guys sitting on the right gripped tightly, staring at this wonderful scene: the tank slowly rolled over, and at the same time, the inclination returned to the level, Because its own weight has crushed the car flat.
Then it was the turn of the second car. The high-horsepower engine allowed the tank to continue to press over the car without a single pause. When everyone looked back, it had turned into a pile of squashed scrap iron, and everyone cheered in unison. Mike turned around in front, came back and used the left track to kill the scrapped car again.
This time it was more relaxed, and it rushed over almost as if walking on the ground, just like the flattened scrap iron in the scrap yard. Only a few wheels that bounced off proved that it was not scrap iron, but a former car. This effect was so violent that everyone applauded it.