"Bang!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A violent gunshot, from the beginning to the intensity behind, the gun holder also became impatient.

"I'm a grass!" Wang Hu cursed in anger, "Damn! I'm going to play with me again!" His two long eyebrows raised and the shallow patterns on his forehead formed a word "king", which immediately gave people a domineering feeling.

Wang Hu cursed this fucking damn place in his heart. He pounded on the oil tanker for half a month before landing from Dar es Salaam, Tanzania, and crossed the entire Rwanda with hundreds of heavy wooden boxes. He then dressed up as a fisherman and floated on Lake Kifu for more than ten days.

If you continue like this, you will become an authentic African black man without makeup. The Wrangler on the Qinghai Plateau, the plateau red on his cheeks, had long been wiped out by the rushing trips.

Now Wang Hu can only be so bored that he can fish with a pistol, but his results are terrible. He scored 100 shots within 25 meters, and his hit rate in 50 meters is less than 20%. Even a fixed target will be off the target strangely. For a person who has been growing up in a pile of firearm parts since he was a child, it is absolutely a shame to not shoot well. The only thing that is thankful is that no matter what gun is in his hand, it only takes two seconds to disassemble and assemble. With his eyes closed, it only takes three seconds.

Born to be quick-selling! Although the marksmanship is really not satisfactory, the hand speed is definitely fast enough! This is also Wang Hu's biggest reliance in the arms smuggling industry.

"Fuck!" Wang Hu slipped out a national curse. His years of smuggling career have made this college student who dropped out of his youth and turned into a slander-talking arms dealer. This child, who grew up in Yaqutan Village, dreamed of becoming an international arms smuggler like that. Not only did he own the world's largest Antonov freight aircraft group, he also helped GLA transport light and heavy weapons, including tanks and helicopters, to attack Iran.

My goal is the King of Underground Arms!

For this goal, Wang Hu traveled thousands of miles to the vast African continent to take action on this batch of arms worth 5 million US dollars.

These hundreds of wooden boxes contain "black guns!" processed by the arsenal below plus a few big guys!

China's three major black gun production bases - Hualong, Songtao, Guizhou, and Beihai, Guangxi.

Hepu County, Beihai, Guangxi is a severely affected area for gun-related crimes. Most of the "black guns" in Hepu come from Gongguan Town, 80 kilometers away from the county town. More than ten years ago, two large families had a dispute over their ancestral graves, which led to armed fights of tens of thousands of people. They even forced the local government to dispatch troops to encircle and suppress. In this small village with only more than 300 households, every household started construction of guns every day.

Songtao County, Guizhou is located at the junction of the three provinces and cities of Guizhou, Hunan and Chongqing. This area of ​​three-in-one care is one of the poorest places in Guizhou. It is also the second largest black gun base in my country. Because of the poverty, it is very common to build guns and sell guns here. Farming during busy farming and in slack farming. It can not only imitate the "6si" pistols, but also create micro-shocks and even local cannons.

Hualong, Qinghai, a small county town with only more than 2,000 square kilometers, has been famous all over the country since the 1990s. The "gun trafficking network" centered on this place has long been formed. Its core is Wang Hu's hometown, Yaqutan Village. Before liberation, this village was the arsenal of the warlord Ma Bufang in the northwest. The gun manufacturing industry has a wide mass base, and almost every household has a gun manufacturing workshop.

The main source of these three places is these three, representing the most advanced gun making technology in the country!

As the first college student to come out of Yaqutan Village, Wang Hu, who was an orphan since he was born, had never seen his parents. He grew up eating a hundred families and wearing a hundred families clothes. His childhood playmates were triggers, strikers, and gun barrels. In winter, gun oil was applied on his face.

After being expelled from the university because of a fight, he became a glorious black gun dealer and an international arms smuggler. He sold the sonata of steel and gunpowder, and the song of blood and death.

"Tang Simao!" Wang Hu roared, "Look at my gun!" As he said that, he untied his belt and peed into Jifu Lake. The dark muscles exposed under the ripples seemed to explode by the tactical vest. The two rows of neatly inserted magazines made him look even more fierce. There was a Cook's sharp sword on his waist, a heavy knife head, a sharp blade, and a carbonized blade. Just looking at the appearance, you can tell that it was a bloodthirsty weapon.

"Haha," Tang Simao, who was also sent by the company, smiled on his face, whose tanned black was Lieri, and his two rows of snow-white teeth shone brightly in the sun. He didn't care about the yellow gun oil on his hands, and rubbed the sweat beads on his forehead with a smile: "Brother Hu, be careful that the fish in the lake bit your bird!" After that, he wiped his hand on his chest, and the oil-filled clothes were embroidered with several traditional Chinese characters "Hong Kong Cheung Trading Company."

"Go to have fun," Wang Hu cursed with a smile, yelling: "The Yellow River on the left is a mom~The stone cliff on the right is a mom~The snow-white pigeon is stunned~The flying roars."

After a folk song from Qinghai, the white dove roared, Wang Hu pointed to the vast blue waves of Jifu Lake in front of him, "Looking at the place, does it look like our hometown? From a distance, there are all green grasslands, and you can't see the head at all."

"It's like a fart! My home is in Yunnan!" Tang Simao picked up the "Five and Six Styles" in his hand, pushed the magazine with a "Kara" and continuously pulled the bolt. He closed his left eye, aimed at the star with his right eye, and stared at the dark clouds slowly floating in the east with his eyes. "It's raining quickly! This ghost place is so hot that it's just awesome. This day is also evil. This black cloud always floats over our heads, and no one will appear?"

"Then I can only wait for the intermediary to notify me," Wang Hu frowned two thick eyebrows. That sissy was really unreliable. It has been delayed for so many days, so no problem will happen. The dark clouds in the distance seemed to float from the sky to my heart. Wang Hu couldn't help but feel sank, suppressing his uncle's premonition and sniffing, "Old Man Xu's fish soup is almost done."

"Hehe, yes, I can smell the fragrance," Tang Simao smiled. "These African old blacks are so stupid. Look at how fat the fish in the lake are, and they set up fishing boats with fishing nets behind them. It is no problem to get a few tons of them back and forth from the lake."

"You are smart, and they are not fools. Rwanda has just ended the civil war for a while. The country is still unstable now. He is still thinking about sending troops to reach out to Congo," Wang Hu shook his head and smashed his mouth, "I'm really greedy and swallowing an elephant. This time it is said that it is the Hutu exiled group - the Shield of the Central Africans, who want to buy our goods."

"Zizi...Zizi..." Wang Hu waved the communicator on his hand, "This thing is not good at all, it's not as good as a satellite phone," he said, walking back and forth on the ship to try to see if he could find a signal. As a result, a noise came from the gadget called Quantum Connection Communication Terminal. The communication terminal as large as a mobile phone was already hot, and it felt hot in his hand. It made Wang Hu feel even more uneasy. It was not the first time he had started trafficking arms and contact with the intermediary. According to his past experience, he should have brought the protection employee team to retreat. However, the transaction amount this time was very large, which was too tempting for an O-level agent like him.

If this transaction is successful, the level in the company can be improved to level n, and there is no need to sell these scrap copper and iron to run around the world.

After hesitating for a long time, Wang Hu still pressed his anxiety and drove the boat back to the shore.

The two got off the boat while fighting.

"I'm so old and still like a child." Old Man Xu cursed with a smile. This time, he came out of China, and the three of them were responsible for driving. He used a Dragorov sniper rifle at the same time. It was called SVD by Western countries, and it is actually an enlarged version of the AK47 assault rifle.

Old man Xu was named Xu Zhimo. When he was young, he was shepherding sheep and hunting wolves on the Inner Mongolia grassland. He was a good hunter on the grassland. He didn't talk much, but his temper was so explosive.

Tang Simao, an assaulter, from Yunnan, had no father, and his mother died of excessive drug use. At the age of fifteen, she sneaked into Myanmar to abuse drug dealers. She has since been engaged in mercenaries on the Sino-Myanmar border, hated drugs, and had to protect drug dealers. She was responsible for disguising and reconnaissance, and was better at fire assault. She liked to use a five-six automatic rifle. She imitated the Soviet AK47 7.62mm assault rifle.

These two people are the protection employee group of Hong Kong Xu's Trading Company, and the target of protection is Wang Hu, a guy with an attack range of only 25 meters!

The protected Wang Hujing Tongde, England, France, Italy, Russia and South Korea even speaks Latin and Spanish. Therefore, he was absorbed by Xu's trading company and sent to war-torn places around the world to become a small arms trader. He went to Rwanda, Africa to complete the arms deal because the company wanted to try the waters and develop African business.

Among the five million US dollars of arms, not only are there domestically modified AK47s, but more importantly, there are eight sets of Sam-18 portable surface-to-air missiles called "needles". This is the real valuable product, enough for the African Shield to knock down several worn-out aircraft of the Zhengfu Army from the sky.

Staring at Zilazi's random communicator, Lao Xu raised his bloated eyelids, "I'm afraid there is something wrong. It's logical that there shouldn't be any news for so many days. After all, we sneaked in secret this time and brought a large number of goods," then said word by word, "People can die, but goods cannot be thrown away!"

"Who dares to come! Knock his head directly!" Tang Simao said viciously, pulling the bolt of the gun, "The gun in our hand is not a vegetarian!" He had to compete with the most vicious drug dealers, and he had to be more ruthless than them. In this regard, although Tang Simao was smaller, his ruthlessness was no less than that of an elderly bandit.

At this moment, Lao Xu suddenly signaled everyone to jing jing. His ears moved slightly, as if he could hear a strange sound. He listened with his ears for a few seconds.

Old Xu said slowly, "Some sneaky messes are coming to us!" He picked up the SVD, kicked the table over and pulled the bolt, and with a loud "bang!", orange-yellow flames flashed by, and a scorching projectile directly tore the air. The loud noise made Wang Hu's eardrum numb!

The warhead directly penetrated into the lush and calm grass outside the dock. Suddenly, a figure flew up. The violent warhead directly penetrated his head, and the red blood drew an arc in the air. The man was dead before he fell to the ground.

It seemed like a shot broke the hornet's nest, and sparks flashed in the dense grass immediately, da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da sep ! ese!"

"hawakan!" The lurkers burst into flames and started screaming.

"Boom!" There were several loud noises one after another, and smoke and dust were everywhere outside the dock. The invader stepped on the trap made by Tang Simao with a grenade, and the person who was blown up suddenly fell over!

"I'm cao!" Tang Simao picked up the head of the fifty or sixty automatic rifle and didn't raise it to sweep the window. Wang Hu then pulled the trigger continuously, and immediately attracted a large number of bullets to fight back.

"Bang!" Lao Xu's SVD continued to speak. The other party obviously did not expect that there would be a sniper. He immediately stopped attacking and then became fierce again. Lao Xu took the opportunity to light a cigarette for himself and listened calmly, "Fifteen little tingling bells, seven or eight m16a3, these people are..."

Wang Hu gritted his teeth. The words he greeted his companions were very obvious. He immediately understood that the group of people who were raiding were the Danau people in the Asian Black Gun Capital!

Philippine monkeys from Pacific island countries!;
Chapter completed!