Necessities

Gao Guang had five thousand dollars on him, which was a huge amount of money for him, and having a huge amount of money gave him enough confidence to follow John into the gate of the Outlets.

Outlets are not a brand of a certain shopping mall, but a shopping mall that specifically refers to a business model. In fact, to put it bluntly, it is just a place that specializes in discounted goods.

But Gao Guang had never visited an outlet mall before when he was in China, because although the outlet mall offers a lot of discounts, all the products that can enter the outlet mall are brand-name products, which are relatively expensive.

Gao Guang wore a pair of pull-back classic canvas shoes on his feet, which he bought for 60 yuan. He thought the shoes were very good, comfortable and pretty.

The jacket and jacket were bought online for 89 yuan, the t-shirt inside was 29 yuan, the sports pants were 49 yuan, and the shoes were 60 yuan, all of which added up to a total of 218 yuan.

All the clothes on Gao Guang's body add up to less than fifty dollars, so Sanchez's vision is really accurate.

But now, in an outdoor goods store, Gao Guang looks at the two pairs of shoes and is lost in thought.

A pair of Lowa's zephyr sand mid-top hiking boots, and a pair of salomon's assault series, both of which are lightweight hiking boots, but they are still heavy and the soles are still hard, which is difficult for Gao Guang who is used to wearing canvas shoes.

However, if you walk in the ruins full of gravel and need to kick open a closed door, you will not feel that the boots are too hard and heavy. As long as Gao Guang becomes a PMC in the future, the environment he will face cannot be handled by wearing sports shoes.

A pair of shoes costs more than three hundred dollars, more than two thousand yuan, and the highlights are painful.

The pain is the pain, you have to buy what you should buy, Gao Guang finally pointed to Lowa, and said with a firm face: "I will buy this pair!"

Before the waiter could speak, John began to mutter.

"Two hundred and sixty-four dollars, plus three hundred and twenty dollars, you owe me fifteen hundred, uh, fifteen hundred"

"Don't forget it, it's one thousand five hundred and eighty-four dollars, round up to one thousand and sixteen."

John glanced at Gao Guang, then he took out his mobile phone and called up the computer. After doing some calculations, he raised his eyebrows and said in surprise, "You're really good at math."

It was the first time in Gao Guang's life that someone praised him for being good at mathematics.

After counting the amount correctly, John took out his own card and put it on the counter, and he wanted to swipe the card for Gao Guang.

In the United States, very few people carry large sums of cash with them, and they rarely even use one-hundred-dollar banknotes. When buying things worth tens of dollars, they swipe their cards or use checks.

Mobile payment is impossible. Gao Guang doesn't have a card, and he doesn't want to attract attention when he buys something, so he can only ask John to pay for him, and finally pay John cash.

The result is that John has a headache when he calculates, and Gao Guang feels distressed when he spends money.

Five thousand dollars has already been spent, one thousand sixteen, one thousand six hundred dollars, nine thousand six thousand in RMB, and a total of 10,000. Gao Guang spent 10,000 yuan on clothes, shoes and belts. Extravagant, too extravagant, Gao Guang has never been so extravagant in his life.

A soft shell, a hard shell jacket, two pairs of pants, a quick-dry sweater, a quick-dry shirt, a dozen merino wool socks, and two suits that are the cheapest and passable. In fact, $1,600 for this pile of clothes is already very cost-effective. After all, once anything is involved with tactics and outdoors, the price is expensive.

Gao Guang silently picked up a lot of shopping bags, and then he said to John: "I have bought all the clothes and shoes, can we go now?"

"Let's go."

After putting away the card, John graciously helped Gao Guang carry a few bags.

Gao Guang knew very well in his heart that the only reason why John was so attentive was because he was waiting to learn Kung Fu from him, so he was really worried. If John found out later that his Kung Fu was really just a routine and he really couldn't play it, what would his attitude be?

No, you can't just go to the company like this.

Although he was already very tired, Gao Guang still decided that he had to play with the gun first, otherwise, it would not be so convenient for him to find a shooting range or a gun shop by himself.

In the city of Los Angeles, if you don't have a car, you can't say that it's hard to move, but it's really really inconvenient.

John was driving a Ford Explorer SUV. After Gao Guang put on his seat belt, he immediately said casually: "John, you said there is a shooting club near our company, right? Can you show me first?"

"What are you in such a rush for? I'll go tomorrow. You will often need to practice shooting in the future, and you will soon get bored."

Gao Guang said sincerely: "I have liked guns since I was a child, but China's gun management is extremely strict. I can't touch guns in China, so I can't wait to touch guns."

"Just to touch?"

John turned sideways, pulled out a pistol from his waist, handed it to Gao Guang, and said, "Here, touch it as you like."

Gao Guang took the pistol, and then he felt that it might be a mistake to use the word touch, but the gun in his hand attracted his attention, making him forget to correct his wording mistakes for the time being.

This is a 1911, which is much heavier than the Glock 17 in the hand, but Gao Guang feels that this gun is very heavy and feels good in the hand.

"Good gun! Match grade kimber custom ii pistol, this is a good gun!"

Kimber's semi-handcrafted 1911 pistols are all competition-grade, and they are high-end products in the civilian market. They are slightly larger and heavier than the Glock 17, but the grip is much thinner, so it feels better in the hand than the Glock 17.

As a military fan who talks about wars online, Gao Xiang may be more familiar with this gun than many users. Although he has never used it, how to load it, open the safety, and change the magazine are all engraved in his mind. It is no problem for him to disassemble the gun.

John glanced at Gao Guang in surprise, and said, "Has Kimber's advertisement reached China? You just said that China bans guns."

"Uh, what should I say about this?"

At this time, John said with a look of disdain: "Okay, you have touched it, return the gun to me."

When reluctantly returning the gun to John, Gao Guang said enviously, "This is a high-end gun. It's really good. How much did you pay for it?"

"High-end? Don't be kidding, the high-end 1911 is Cabot, and the higher-end is Cabot's customer-specific version, and the higher-end is the custom-made version by famous gunsmiths. Kimber's high-end is really a joke."

John had already started the car, but he didn't drive out. He put the gun back in the holster and made complaints about it before driving the car out of the parking space.

It's not enough on paper, but now that Gao Guang understands this sentence, he originally wanted to discuss with John whether Kimber is considered a high-end topic, but thinking about how people often use it, he read it on the Internet, so Gao Guang suddenly felt that he lost the qualification to discuss it.

Gao Guang was stunned for a while before he said, "So do you have a Cabot 1911?"

"Do you think I'm someone who can afford a Cabot? The cheapest one starts at 3,000 yuan. What's wrong with me having 3,000 yuan?"

Gao Guang was speechless again, and then he said carefully: "Then why don't you equip your gun with a red dot sight or a holographic sight?"

John turned his head to look at Gao Guang, then raised his eyebrows in disdain, and said, "Oh, rookie."

Gao Guang was embarrassed to speak. He thought the red dot sight was pretty good, but he didn't say that. He just silently took out the money from his small bag, counted out sixteen hundred-yuan bills, and silently handed them to John.

John took it unceremoniously, and then he said while stuffing the money in his pocket: "Okay, okay, I'll take you to shoot a few times after shopping, I'm fed up, I don't want to hear you talking endlessly, buddy, what's so fun about guns? Guns are not toys, they are murder tools!"

Chattering, John took Gao Guang to a shooting club.

It is said to be a shooting club, and it is also a gun store that sells guns, but there are two passages between the indoor shooting range and the store that sells guns. John originally wanted to go directly to the shooting range, but since there are highlights, how could he not go into the gun shop to have a look?

The gun shop is a paradise that makes Chinese gun fans feel pain.

Several walls are full of guns, but Gao Guang can only look at them but cannot buy them, because he has no identity, so it is impossible for him to pass the identity check when buying a gun.

"ah"

Gao Guang sighed with unknown meaning. At this time, John approached Gao Guang's ear and said in an inaudible voice: "If you can teach me a few tricks, I will help you buy a gun and register with my identity."

After finishing speaking, John patted Gao Guang on the shoulder, but Gao Guang's eyes lit up, and he said in a low voice, "That's it, let's go test the gun now."