บท 37: Chapter 37 Good News and Bad News

Cui Bo stared blankly at Gao Yang for a long time before murmuring to himself, "Can't be, right? This rifle looks pretty new."

Frustrated beyond words, Gao Yang finally couldn't help but curse, "You dimwit, where is the Dragunov made? Even if you can't recognize what a real Dragunov looks like, can't you at least tell whether the letters on this gun are Russian? This damn thing is made in Iraq, an Aokade knock-off—read the damn writing clearly there on the gun. It's an Iraqi imitation, a knock-off, got it? This crappy gun would be lucky to shoot two thousand rounds, and you're using this piece of junk to practice shooting? The rifling's gone, what the heck are you practicing for?"