In addition to Liska and SOP, there are also two thousand rounds of tungsten-core armor-piercing bullets, armor-breaking bullets, armor-breaking bullets, one thousand DAM bullets, twenty AKs, and a large number of ordinary bullets, grenades, landmines, and high-explosive bullets.
Medicine, timer, detonator, etc.
In addition, he also requested some special gadgets, such as drones, human-powered generators and batteries, listening devices, etc., and some auxiliary means must also be provided.
However, Isadore's abilities were limited, and in the end, his demands were greatly discounted. Instead, it was something simple like a drone.
On the phone, Zhuo Junyan spoke coldly: "Where's the javelin?"
Javelin is a shoulder-mounted portable anti-tank missile, which is basically the most powerful level of individual weapons. Similar ones include Red Arrow 8, Milan Hot, Sand Snake, etc. Zhuo Junyan doesn’t care what it is, anyway, as long as
It's just this type of thing. Now he basically treats masters as tanks - I don't believe your transformation can resist this.
Can it withstand one and many more?
If that doesn't work, there's actually something even more awesome - nuclear bomb rocket launchers.
Yes, micro nuclear bombs are launched with rockets, but they are also the most useless - because the explosion range is too large to ensure the survival of the user, there is no way to solve this problem.
But the Americans still produced a batch and then packed them at the bottom of the box.
If nothing else, Carpenter plans to do this.
Young Master Issa burst into tears: "Young man, you are from the White Gang, you are from the army, you can really do it!"
Carpenter thought for a while and asked, "Does he think Bartow is a foreigner?"
Mr. Issa was determined and replied: "I don't have tanks, planes, or small guns, but the delegates don't have those kinds of weapons. Maybe I'll be lucky enough to find some."
"Who has a better relationship between him and Bartow?" Carpenter asked.
Young Master Isaac understood and hurriedly said: "Fick, I am a low-level leader of the Bator Group, but there are not more than ten people below me."
"That's a small amount. Am I stupid?"
"It's still a bit awkward, but that's important. Some people will agree with a person who can let himself be the youngest."
"That's wrong. He called me and asked me to come over, gave me a prophecy, and then asked me to wait for news. Those who may pose a threat to my status will provide you with a list and address. The rest of my things will continue to be given to you.
Look, if you forgive him that time, if you did that last time, he will never have a chance again."
"Understood." Young Master Isaac knew that even if Bator didn't have what Carpenter wanted, I would kill him.
Bartow was the culprit who killed the Carpenter brothers. The next time Carpenter went to see me, it was because I was still strong enough. The reason why I had to stay a few days shorter that time was not for revenge.
Carpenter glanced at Catherine and said: "Send someone here to pick up a man named Catherine and take good care of you. If something goes wrong with you, the Zhuo Junyan family will exist. We haven't built another warehouse just to store you."
You will always take away everything you need, but when you come back to get it, you hope to be here waiting for him!"
Before giving Young Master Isa the address, I hung up the phone, came to Catherine, and said, "If he goes here, his mother will get 80,000 yuan a month. Before he went there, his monthly salary was 100,000 yuan.
Mijin calculated, but since it is relatively remote, you think he spent so little."
Catherine's eyes narrowed: "Is he kidding?"
"That's a joke. No one from Zhuo Junyan's family will come to pick him up later, so he will just wait for your news."
Catherine lost her mind and exclaimed: "Zhuo Junyan's family? Is he kidding? We are one of the seven gangs in Los Angeles. What are you going to do? Be a prostitute?"
"Go and be our mother." Carpenter smiled: "Don't worry, as long as you live, I dare not show any respect to him."
"Are you sure he's dead?" Catherine asked.
Carpenter smiled and said: "So don't curse you to death in your heart."
Catherine was instantly frightened: "Have you...have you..."
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Because he was a wanted criminal, there was no hope of flying, so Carpenter could only drive to Mexico.
Early the next morning, a peaceful sound of gunfire rang out at the US-Mexico border checkpoint.
With billowing smoke, Carpenter drove through the checkpoint.
Bato’s base camp is located in Guadalajara, Jalisco, Mexico. It’s Bato himself and the address is confirmed. I don’t have a mansion in Jalisco or even anywhere in the country, I live everywhere.
One thing is certain.
Fortunately, for a small part of the time, I live outside a villa in Guadalajara, which is my real home. Even my wife and children are there. I transformed the villa into a fortress.
There were only a few dozen armed men, and my hands were everywhere on the streets in Liwei, and all of them were loaded with live ammunition.
Next time we trade with Bato, we will not retreat at Bato's home, but we will go all the way out when we come out, but in the end we will suffer heavy casualties because of Albert.
Now that he is revisiting the old place, Carpenter is also thinking about it.
It wasn't long before we arrived in Guadalajara, and Carpenter just drove all the way.
When the car finally left Guadalajara, the phone rang.
Carpenter took it: "It's you."
It was Baldwin's voice on the other end of the phone: "He went to Mexico?"
"He knows?"
"Nonsense, all the soldiers guarding the card were injured. Everyone in the United States may know that he went to Mexico. Is he looking for Bato?"
"uh-huh."
"The action is too small, if Bato hasn't gotten the news yet."
"You have plans to hide it from me." Weng Ceyao replied.
"Why?"
"Because I know your strength, guess I'm happy to wait for you outside the house." Carpenter smiled.
Outside of Batuo, Weng Ceyao is not a big fish that slipped through the net. People like me may care about such a big fish, and if I avoid it, it will make me feel indifferent.
The most important thing for a Taoist is not for others to think that he is a coward, so even if Ba Tuo is away from home, he has to go back home and wait for him because of him.
That's better than killing him only to find out he's at home.
Baldwin thought for a while and said: "Mexican drug dealers sell most of their drugs to the United States. We bribed a small number of officials in the United States, which does not give us more evidence. If he can get it, maybe your future will be just
chief Police officer."
Carpenter smiled: "Okay, you do your best."
After hanging up the phone, Weng Ceyao continued driving.
Some time later, Carpenter drove down a long street that was filled with chaos.
The street looked empty and empty, but with the help of listening to the wind and spiritual sense, Weng Ceyao could feel the gunmen hidden in the house.
I could even hear the sound of the gun being cocked.
Carpenter parked the car.
I just parked the car in the middle of the road, stepped into the car, and raised my hands.
I whispered: "I came to see Ba Tuo. They can't ask their children. They don't have the guts to see you alive."
A group of gunmen came out of the house.
A very fierce-looking young man came to Weng Ceyao and looked me up and down: "You remember him, Zhuo."
Carpenter smiled slightly: "But you remember him."
boom!
The butt of the gun hit me in the ear, and Carpenter turned his face sideways, indicating that he could hit you.
Several guns were pointed at my head at the same time, and the young man said: "Bato wants to see him."
Carpenter smiled and said: "That must be the case, he hasn't fired yet. You know who Bartow is, I even have that bit of courage."
The young man looked at me, came over and said, "Next time he kills one of your brothers, one of his ears will belong to you."
As I said this, I took a few steps forward and shouted, "Search me at every corner."
Carpenter chuckled: "Do you need to check your PY?"