"Can I try it?"
Zhang Jie's question was almost a murmur, a dreamlike inquiry. This feeling was hard to describe; one couldn't understand it without experiencing it firsthand.
Seeing Zhang Jie's expression, Carlos found it amusing, yet also felt a sense of déjà vu. He seemed to see Ling Feng's first visit here—the exact same expression, movements, and question.
"Of course, no problem."
Carlos tilted his head, gesturing for Zhang Jie to help himself. After all, weren't the modified guns here meant to be used?
Meant to be used better.
Picking up the Springfield 1903, feeling the texture of the wooden stock in his hands, Zhang Jie decisively pulled the bolt, performing a tactical maneuver.
A great feeling.
After putting it back, Zhang Jie picked up the Webley-Fosbery Automatic Revolver. This revolver was designed by British Colonel George Fosbery in 1894 and entered production in 1900.
The gun came in two calibers, with capacities of 6 and 8 rounds respectively. The British military considered its design complex and prone to malfunctions, so it was not widely adopted, but a small number of British officers purchased it at their own expense during the Boer War and World War I.
The one in his hand was the 6-round version, and with Carlos's magical modifications, this gun had an unreal sense of exquisite beauty, like a vase, yet it also exuded a deadly threat.
"Webley .445, after modification, its weight is reduced by 15%, malfunction rate decreased by 80%, and range increased by 20%. With special bullets, the range is boosted by 30%," Carlos said, very confident in his craftsmanship.
Zhang Jie weighed it in his hand; it indeed felt much more comfortable.
He performed a reload, made a few gestures; the feel was excellent, and the revolver made a slight sound in his hand.
The feel of an antique was completely different from modern firearms.
Carlos watched from the side, very pleased. Those movements were identical to John's—John had an heir!
After admiring the other firearms, the two men came to a specially modified sniper rifle placed on a separate table. Zhang Jie recognized it; this was the sniper rifle from the opening scene of the movie.
Looking at the specially carved bullet lying beside it, resting silently on black velvet, it was a miniature sculpture, a crystallization of deadly aesthetics.
It clearly surpassed any standard ammunition, exuding a unique aura of being made for a specific kind of killing.
The intricate carvings on it added a touch of unique mystery. It was longer than a normal bullet, and after Carlos's permission, he picked it up and weighed it; it was heavier than a normal bullet.
"The multi-stage detonation acceleration structure allows it to achieve a longer strike capability, but it is extremely difficult to manufacture. As of now, I have only made three," Carlos introduced.
Good heavens, that's incredibly difficult!
Zhang Jie estimated that Carlos's skill in firearm modification alone was definitely at the Grandmaster level, which is Lv5.
Even he said it was extremely difficult, so Zhang Jie didn't bother thinking about it. There was no point; how long would it take to practice and modify how many firearms to reach that level?
Zhang Jie couldn't imagine. After all, with his Shooting training plus actual combat, he had only barely reached Lv3 after so many battles, big and small. Subsequent improvements were like a snail crawling. To then divert his attention to firearms?
He didn't think he had that much time.
Afterward, Carlos led Zhang Jie to his workbench and explained some of his general modification ideas. Zhang Jie listened, half-understanding, but his proficiency in firearm modification increased significantly.
Thus, learning time always passed quickly. Zhang Jie and Carlos returned to the surface.
John had also woken up, his injuries mostly healed, and he looked much more energetic.
"What did you put in this medicinal bath? Why is the effect so good?"
Zhang Jie asked his question, which was also a question he had when watching the movie Wanted years ago: what kind of medicinal bath could heal such severe wounds almost completely overnight?
"A special concoction of the Brotherhood, a unique medicinal formula passed down for over a thousand years. There are some things in it you absolutely wouldn't want to know," Carlos said.
Zhang Jie noticed John's expression seemed to turn a bit strange, and an unpleasant thought arose in his heart.
It seemed John already knew the formula for this so-called special medicinal bath, and it seemed difficult for him to accept. If even John showed such an expression, then it was probably better for him not to know.
Zhang Jie immediately shut up.
Seeing Zhang Jie's reaction, Carlos chuckled, "Hahaha, it's not that exaggerated."
Then, Carlos looked at John, who was already dressed, and walked to a cabinet. He opened the cabinet and took out a wooden box.
He then handed the box to John.
"What you asked for, I've made it for you."
Zhang Jie looked at the wooden box with some curiosity. John calmly took it and then opened it to reveal a 1911 with a black base and silver swirling patterns.
"1911 modified, with special treatment. Greater power, longer range, higher accuracy, and 50 special bullets," Carlos introduced. This was a modification John had asked Carlos to do for him.
"The steel slide and frame have been replaced with aerospace-grade titanium alloy forgings, ensuring structural strength while reducing weight. A nitride coating is applied to enhance wear resistance and corrosion resistance. The top and sides of the slide are precisely milled for weight reduction, removing unnecessary metal while retaining sufficient structural rigidity."
"A 6-inch custom stainless steel barrel is used, with an ultra-precision cut bore to ensure consistent ballistics. Polygonal rifling replaces traditional lands, reducing bullet deformation and improving muzzle velocity and accuracy."
"The muzzle is extended by 1 inch with a compensator, reducing recoil and improving ballistic stability, increasing the effective range from 50 meters to over 100 meters."
"Special high-pressure ammunition uses slow-burning propellant, ensuring complete combustion even with the increased barrel length, improving muzzle velocity, and ensuring energy retention and lethality at long distances."
"A zero-creep single-action trigger is adopted, with trigger pull adjusted to around 3 pounds, ensuring fast and precise Shooting. A titanium alloy steel firing pin is used to improve durability and reduce ignition delay."
As Carlos introduced, John tested the gun, performing rapid drawing, checking ammunition, reloading, chambering, aiming, and demonstrating tactical movements with fluid grace.
Various tactical movements came naturally to him, as if etched into his bones. At least Zhang Jie himself couldn't achieve such fluidity; John had ingrained these movements into his instincts.
"The trigger travel is shortened to improve rapid-fire capability. The two magazines have also been modified to hold 12 rounds, and a flared magazine well has been added to improve rapid reloading efficiency."
As Carlos finished speaking, John had also completed all his movements and nodded with great satisfaction.
"Very good, it perfectly suits my habits."
This 1911, modified by Carlos, made John adore it. He held it in his hand, examining it repeatedly.
Seeing John's reaction, Carlos also showed a satisfied smile. Not only was John pleased with this gun, but he was too.
Zhang Jie watched, drooling, almost saying, "I want one too."
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