Si Chen returned to China and arranged a major task for Mao Yuanchao:

Transport weapons and ammunition.

Si Chen's favorability with his father-in-law Yan Qiao is actually average.

On the contrary, Mao Yuanchao was a special relative in Yanqiao by virtue of his status as the son of Fifth Aunt Si Qiuju.

In addition, this boy is capable of causing trouble, calling him "uncle, uncle" and being affectionate to him.

This made Yan Qiao, who had not been comforted by family for a long time, feel even more cordial.

My love for Mao Yuanchao is simply getting higher every day!

Yan Qiao is a person who doesn't know how to deal with intimate relationships between people. He likes whoever he likes horizontally and vertically, and the more he looks at him, the more he likes him!

For example, now we are treating Mao Yuanchao.

If you don't like someone, you won't like them no matter what.

For example, to Si Chen.

Mao Yuanchao came to visit Yan Qiao with a truckload of supplies.

"Uncle, this is my filial piety!"

The boy pointed at a truck of supplies and said, "Don't be too sweet:"

"I said hello to my dad. I will transport some stuff from the food factory in the county. There will be no problem at all!"

Yuanmeng County is under the jurisdiction of Mao Yuanchao's father, Mao Yiming, and the food factory is still nominally controlled by the county.

What Mao Yuanchao said was as if a second-generation person was relying on his father to engage in reselling.

In fact, Yan Qiao knew in his heart that the food factory that Mao Yuanchao called was actually Si Chen's, and all operations were decided by Si Chen's people.

"Uncle, we are all a family, how can we watch you suffer and suffer here and not eat well, right?"

"Don't worry, as long as I'm here for a day, I will never let you go hungry!"

"You can eat and use these things first. If you don't have enough, just tell me and I will ship you another batch, Ang~"

Yan Qiao was taken seriously by this boy Mao Yuanchao, and she felt so happy~

But he said: "My eldest uncle is not short of these things, but because of your filial piety, my eldest uncle accepted them all."

General Yan is shameless?

must!

Even if he is at the end of his rope and can't open the pot, he still has to keep his face up:

"I won't leave at noon. Uncle will ask someone to prepare delicious food to entertain you!"

"Thank you, uncle!"

Mao Yuanchao successfully sneaked under Yan Qiao's nose and started some kind of shady activities.

Mao Yuanchao could come and go freely in Yanqiao's camp, and everyone knew that he was General Yan's nephew.

Therefore, at night, Mao Yuanchao carried a bottle of Xinghuacun and went to do important things.

Arriving at the weapons warehouse, Mao Yuanchao whistled at the guard.

The other party was cleaning the gun, and when he saw it was Mao Yuanchao, he couldn't help but laugh:

"Chao, are you here again?"

Mao Yuanchao chuckled, wiped his nose, walked over, stared at the SVD in his hand, and asked:

"Are you still a sniper?"

The other party looked proud: "Of course! My marksmanship is not generally accurate!"

Mao Yuanchao and the two brothers immediately put their arms around each other and praised:

"Isn't that right! Who stipulates that those who guard the warehouse cannot have excellent marksmanship?"

"Brother, let's compare, my shooting skills are not bad~"

If a man’s damn desire to win doesn’t come out to cause trouble at a time like this, what are he waiting for?

Then, on the training position at the entrance of the warehouse, two people started gesticulating with sniper rifles.

At the end of the round, the opponent is slightly better.

Mao Yuanchao’s rainbow fart started blowing again:

"Brother, you are so awesome! You can hit the bullseye of a moving target at such a distance, awesome!"

The other party looked proud: "Of course, I was a sharpshooter before joining the army, hehe!"

Mao Yuanchao took advantage of the victory and pursued it, with a little admiration in his tone:

"Why are you so powerful? Teach me, quickly, quickly!"

"There is no special trick. You have to practice more. Once you are familiar with it, you will naturally have muscle memory. Once you can hold up the sniper, you can shoot by feel..."

At this time, Mao Yuanchao took out a bottle of Xinghuacun from his arms.

The other party's voice stopped suddenly!

Even his eyes were straightened, just like the 800-year-old bachelor's wolfish eyes that shone brightly when he saw his beautiful little wife!

Mao Yuanchao pretended to twist the bottle cap a few times without opening it. He smiled sheepishly:

"This guy, the recoil of the gun is so shocking that his hands are a little numb and he can't unscrew the cap."

"I come!!!"

The other party almost snatched Xinghua Village from Mao Yuanchao's hands in a snatching manner and wrenched it open.

It will be even worse if it is unscrewed!

The aroma of wine was simply the best he had ever smelled in his life!

The eldest brother was speechless, just like the monster in the zombie movie who smelled flesh and blood, staring straight at the wine in his hand.

Return the wine bottle to Mao Yuanchao?

No!

no way!

Even if Mao Yuanchao is given his life, he can’t even return the wine!

"Brother, do you like this wine?"

Mao Yuanchao's voice sounded bewitching at the moment.

The other person nodded stiffly.

Mao Yuanchao grinned:

"If you like it, just drink it first. As for me, I have to go in and get some bullets, Ang~"

The other party was stunned!

Gudu~Gudu~

Mao Yuanchao chuckled and entered the warehouse.

This is the ammunition warehouse for conventional weapons, which is Mao Yuanchao's goal here.

He needs the ammunition here because it is available for normal use.

Although the scrap and defective goods warehouse guarded by Anton and Hong Mao has weapons and ammunition, it is not guaranteed after all.

Guns can be repaired and used again, but ammunition cannot.

Ever since, Si Chen came up with a bad idea:

Go to General Yan's camp and "eliminate" the ammunition to the scrap warehouse guarded by Anton and Hongmao.

What happened next was much smoother.

Mao Yuanchao's deception is as fierce as a tiger!

The warehouse guard, who was drinking happily, filled out a form with brotherly love towards Mao Yuanchaoyi and Bo Yuntian:

"Expired Ammunition Return Processing Form"

Ammunition that is about to expire or is close to its expiration date has been planned.

In a conventional ammunition warehouse like this, the receipts for handling things would never reach Yan Qiao's hands.

Yan Qiao is the highest officer here, he has a lot of things to do every day, and he doesn't get caught up in small things.

Huge organizations, or teams, have clear hierarchical systems and strict hierarchies.

In this warehouse, Mao Yuanchao has taken care of the monitor on duty, so everything is easy to deal with.

That night, batch after batch of ammunition that was about to expire was transported to the warehouse guarded by Anton and Hongmao.

The next night, the ammunition and the guns and weapons in the warehouse were moved onto a private plane belonging to Sha Shisan.

It looks like a transport aircraft turned into a passenger aircraft, but in fact, it is a transport aircraft inside!

The plane took off smoothly and was fully loaded with conventional weapons and ammunition.

Mao Yuanchao waved his hat on the ground, looked up at the flashing red taillights of the plane, and screamed with excitement!

He executed his first selling mission perfectly!

The cost is not too high, just a plane transporting Wuye's delicious head, plus a bottle of Xinghuacun, from the warehouse operation in Yanqiao.

Mao Yuanchao's three views were completely overturned!

He also finally understood what Brother Chen's "commissary" in Su Country was selling!

Mao Yuanchao's situation was opened up instantly!

This year, he happened to be eighteen years old.
Chapter completed!