"My name is Nastasia."

“I am the representative of Smith Industry.”

The blonde beauty reports her identity. Her beautiful eyes flow and her charm is infinite.

Yang Yue took out the Glock 17 pistol directly.

Lies me? Are you also the representative of Smith Industry? What is Onolit?

An inconspicuous industry, sending two representatives to China? Just kidding!

Are Chinese people all kids?

"What a beautiful pistol!" Nastasia's eyes lit up, "Who designed it? Where did it be produced? How much does it cost?"

"Three hundred dollars." Yang Yue quietly lowered some muzzles.

"Too expensive! Too expensive! The price of a pistol must not exceed ten dollars. Otherwise, there will be no market."

"Ten dollars? Not enough!"

"Then you have to reduce the cost! Simplify as much as possible! The cheaper the better!"

"Miss Tasia, it is a weapon. Weapons must naturally be of the best quality. This will ensure that there will be no accidents on the battlefield."

"No, no. Your thoughts are too naive. In the world, the weapons in the hands of soldiers are produced by the cheapest contractors at the lowest cost. The officials of the Ministry of Defense will only try hard to compress the price. If your cost is too high, you won't even get the order."

"Ten dollars! How is that possible!"

"The cost of Colt M1911 is twelve dollars. The offer to the Ministry of Defense was twenty dollars. Later it was compressed to fifteen dollars per thousand units."

“…”

Yang Yue was speechless.

It seems that I have met a professional.

However, the famous Colt M1911 only costs fifteen dollars per hand? Isn't it too cheap?

Fifteen dollars! Isn’t it a big street?

Oh, I forgot. It's 1940 now.

The $15 in 1940 is about a few hundred dollars in later generations, and it seems to be almost the same...

"What do you think of it?"

Yang Yue took out an original Mauser's shell gun.

Nastasia shook her head repeatedly.

“It’s a very crappy weapon. No one likes it.”

"But it is very popular in China. There are imitations everywhere. The number is very huge."

"That's because you don't have intellectual property protection. And you don't have better weapons. If there were any, you wouldn't continue to use such crappy weapons."

"Why?"

"Because its production cost is too high and its processing is too complicated, it requires at least fifty working hours. This is something that no army can accept. The processing process of a pistol must be shortened to less than ten working hours..."

"How much does Mauser pistol cost?"

“Twenty-eight dollars.”

"All right……"

Yang Yue calmly took back the shell gun.

She described the shortcomings of the wrench gun very well. The biggest problem with the wrench gun is that the cost is too high.

The positioning was not clear at first, and it was mixed between the submachine gun and the pistol, and it was not popular on both sides. The cost was still so high that no army could afford it.

At the same price, isn't it nice to buy two Colt M1911s? It's even more powerful...

"Bang!"

Yang Yue suddenly raised his hand and shot him.

But a Japanese man appeared in the corridor next to him and just hit the gun.

The bullet was right in the middle of the eyebrows. The Japanese died on the spot.

The power of this kind of short-distance firefighting in a scene is absolutely enough.

Nastasia's eyes lit up.

Good marksmanship!

Very handsome too!

"Try it for you." Yang Yue handed the Glock 17 pistol to the other party.

"Thank you!" Nastasia reached out to take it.

Very skillful in movements.

Obviously an old player.

Yang Yue took out a Bereta 92F pistol.

In the complex terrain inside the hotel, pistols are more useful. They can quickly turn the muzzle, with enough lethality and enough bullets.

"What's in your hand?" Nastasia noticed again.

"Pistol." Yang Yue answered casually.

"Why haven't I seen it?"

"You haven't seen too many things. What's strange about it?"

"No, no, no, no, I have not seen any guns. Even the ancient times, I have seen them. Including the three men carrying guns from the Qing Dynasty in China."

"You can study it slowly!"

Yang Yue threw a handful of Bolette 92F at her and took out another handful.

How old are you, you still look like a curious baby? What kind of gun do girls play with? Even if you want to play with it, you don’t play with this type of gun...

"Thanks!"

Nastasia held two pistols and measured them carefully.

Yang Yue took the opportunity to turn into the corridor next to him.

Somewhat trouble. The hostage was not found.

The perspective eye did not find any hostages. Instead, many Japanese were found.

The previous estimate may be a bit wrong. He saw more than 300 Japanese devils. However, there were many Japanese devils in the hotel. Maybe there was a brigade!

There were many Japanese ambushing in front, with a total of twenty-three, and they were not sure of a breakthrough.

What to do? After thinking about it, I decided to retreat.

Retreat to the corner of the wall, take out a grenade and throw it down the first floor.

"boom……"

The grenade exploded.

The ambushed Japanese were immediately alarmed.

Five Japanese soldiers ran out quickly and searched here to advance. But the other Japanese soldiers still remained immersed.

Yang Yue quietly waited for the five Japanese to rush out before firing from behind.

The Thomson submachine gun was used.

Group attack, large area, is easy to use.

"Da da da da!"

"Da da da da!"

Sure enough, dozens of bullets were fired out, and all five Japanese soldiers went to the West.

The powerful impact of the bullet swept all their bodies to the first floor.

"Ding Dong!"

"You kill a Japanese sergeant sergeant from close range."

"You get a special reward: a pistol silencer (adapted to the Berletta 92F series)."

"Affected by the effects of koi, the above rewards have doubled."

"You get 2,800 points."

The system prompts to arrive.

Yang Yue was secretly happy.

Is the silencer? Original? OK! Finally, I don’t have to do it myself.
To be continued...