Chapter 438 Unexpected Harvest (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)
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Chapter 438 Unexpected Harvest (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)
The three people returned to the hotel again. In this chaotic world, everyone has long been accustomed to this kind of thing.
As long as the war hasn't reached this point, people can always treat this matter as if it doesn't exist.
"News? As you know, Umbrella does not accept the command of the government forces now. We are just here to do business." Masuku also asked for a cup of coffee, and several people started chatting.
Smith and several people were guarding not far away. He had not installed any bugs or anything like that. Those two people were from the intelligence department and there was no way they would be unprepared. Masuku was also trained by the intelligence department and knew what to say.
Shouldn't say it.
"Let Nikita turn the phone on." Smith estimated the time.
They found a trustworthy local to pretend to be Guimard's assistant. Nikita listed countless answer patterns for people to remember, but this was not a big problem. Anyway, there would be a group of people answering the phone.
Surrounded.
Letting Masuku show up means that they will not associate Jimal with Umbrella in the first place, and then they will just have to destroy Jimal in ashes under their noses.
As long as Hex gets what he wants, they won't worry about whether it was Jimal who died.
Although there are still loopholes, it should be enough to cope with it.
Surte, Umbrella and his gang have been having a lot of fun these past two days, without any awareness of being in danger. Xu Chuan looked at these idiots and said, 'Forget it, never mind, let them play by themselves.'
Of course, he actually trusts Smith more. With the old man here, nothing will go wrong, so he is fishing as he should.
There are no entertainment activities here. Xu Chuan has no interest in either drinking or finding women, so he can only stay in the shooting range.
"I said, Tyrell, I need a rifle that fires 7.62×51 full-power bullets. I have been using SIG-561 .300BLK these days, and I still feel that the power is too low." Xu Chuan held his rifle,
After loading a magazine, .300BLK is indeed enough for special operations, and its subsonic bullet performance is very good.
However, at longer distances, its ballistic performance is only close to that of the M43 bullet, which can only be considered adequate. A team still needs a rifle that can support at a distance of 400 meters. If Swager is not available, at least there will be one.
One can go up.
Tyrell, Curtis's friend in Los Angeles, makes a living by modifying guns. He has now joined Umbrella. His excellent skills have been recognized by Swagger. Now these people at Umbrella have equipment needs.
They will all go to him directly, and of course it will cost money.
He has even started accepting orders online, and many PMC colleagues come to him from time to time to modify their guns, saying, "No problem, but I don't recommend you to continue using FAL. Its design is really outdated."
Tyrell is right, the FAL is a product of the Cold War. The firearms at that time were all designed to fight world wars, and economy was the first consideration, even if it has been modified by DS Arms to the point where it is almost unrecognizable.
The SA58 that came out just added guide rails and replaced some gun body structures with composite materials. The essence has not actually changed.
Of course, it's not impossible to change it, but it's basically the same as picking up a new gun with bare hands, so it's not necessary.
"Then I actually don't have many choices, SR-25, HK-417, SIG-716, SCAR-H." Xu Chuan counted several 7.62×51 rifles.
Tyrell, the fat black man, smiled and said, "There is also M14EBR."
Xu Chuan shook his head, "This won't work. I used Troy's SOPMOD M14 before, and its center of gravity was too far forward, and the design of that thing was not as good as FAL. I don't know what the Congress men thought back then.
"
It’s hard to imagine how the design of the M14 drawbar passed the review in an era when AKs and FALs had already appeared. It was completely careless. It took more than ten years to design a magazine-fed version of the Garand. It’s really incredible.
Outrageous.
Like FAL, if you want better performance, almost all the launching mechanisms need to be replaced. Is it just for the sake of its appearance?
"Then you should choose from HK-417 and SCAR-H. The air-blown SR-25 will have back pressure problems when using a silencer, not to mention the short barrel." Tyrell Gang
Xu Chuan made a choice.
Moreover, the SR-25 is very easy to accumulate carbon. If it is not maintained in time, it will really mess with you on the battlefield.
"Okay, let me try out both models first." After that, Xu Chuan spent the whole afternoon in the shooting range, having sex.
After that, he was very confused. The design of SCAR-H was really good. The recoil, muzzle jump, and weight were all within Xu Chuan's control.
The 417 is also very good, but its problem is the center of gravity. This is a common problem with all short-piston AR designs. The center of gravity is forward. If accessories such as laser pointers are installed, the problem will be more serious.
"Why don't I take it with me to try it out next time when I go on a mission to see the effect in actual combat." That's what he said, but in fact, he was already quite optimistic about SCAR-H, and it was really easy to control.
"No problem, you are the boss, you have the final say." Tyrell smiled with a smile on his face. He had a very good attitude towards the boss who introduced him to the job. He made more in these two months than he did in the previous year.
Earn even more.
Moreover, Umbrella can get him professional equipment, allowing him to fully unleash his abilities.
"Boss." Just as the two were exchanging professional knowledge, Curtis came over and said, "We're in trouble."
"Ha, did you kill Hamis?" Xu Chuan didn't take it seriously, turned around and fired another magazine at the target.
"Of course not." Curtis said with a wry smile on his face, "It's that cell phone." He couldn't say it clearly in front of Tyrell.
Xu Chuan took off the sound pickup and noise reduction headphones on his head, handed the rifle to Tyrell, "Damn it, you won't get into trouble."
When they rushed to the command center, Xu Chuan had already understood what was going on. They received a call. They originally thought it was John Porter's contact number. After they got through, they found out that it was not. That Jimal had two things.
, he contacted two buyers.
If Nikita hadn't reacted quickly and written down the answer on a piece of paper, the local man might have exposed the secret.
"Damn it, this grandson." Xu Chuan cursed. If he hadn't died, he would have died again. Oh, why did this sentence become so twisted?
Nikita and the others didn't seem to be in trouble, "You listen to the recording first."
"Guimard, you broke the appointment." The person on the other side seemed to be suppressing his anger, but the voice seemed a bit familiar.
"Sorry, sir, Mr. Guimard was injured. Now I am solely responsible for all transactions."
"Who are you?"
"I am Mr. Guimard's driver. He was attacked the night before yesterday and is now in the hospital." The local man followed the request and made a nervous tone. "I have all his documents in my hand."
"How do you prove that what you say is true?"
"I, I..., I can read you a copy.", followed by a description of the structural diagram of the Azizia barracks, "How about it, I'm not lying to you, I can only ask for 80% or 70% of the quoted price.
That’s okay too.”
Deliberately acting nervous and anxious, as if someone had stolen something and quickly got rid of it.
"Don't be nervous, can you tell me your name?", the other person's tone dropped.
"My name is Mohammed." The name must have been made up.
"Okay, Mohammed, I believe you. You don't need to lower the price. I will pay the full price. Now let's agree on a trading location. Is your location close to Benghazi?"
"No, no, why are you asking about my location?" At Nikita's prompt, Mohammed seemed to be stimulated and shouted, "You want to kill me directly, right?"
"Hey, Mohammed, don't be nervous, let's do this, you decide the location, I will go there with the money."
"I'll text the address to this number." and then hung up.
Xu Chuan pinched his chin, "Oh, I think I've heard this voice somewhere before!"
"Vladimir Makarov," Michael said on the side, "We have done a voiceprint comparison and it is him."
"Oh ho." Xu Chuan immediately thought of who had set up an ambush in Benghazi before. They were probably the ones responsible for the attack a few days ago. No wonder some people said it was Lao Maozi who did it.
There is no news about when this guy arrived in Libiya. Xu Chuan always thought that his people would go to Syria. Relatively speaking, the Middle East is more chaotic and easier to develop than Libiya.
After all, that will be the frontline of the confrontation between the United States and Russia, and Makarov will not fail to see this.
"Maybe he simply has no money. After all, the money is easy to make here, Colonel." Curtis sat aside.
Xu Chuan gave him a look of disdain, "Bullshit", how is that possible?
"What to do next?" Everyone looked at him.
"How the hell do I know." Xu Chuan glared, "Let's leave it to Smith, he has more experience."
John Smith already knew about it, and Nikita immediately sent the recording.
The old man smiled and said, "Isn't this just right? The rest will be simple."
John Smith plans to put the location of the transaction under the noses of Hex and Porter, so that people from the CIA and MI6 can discover the transaction, and Umbrella can easily withdraw. Of course, if Macaro
It would be better if my husband showed up.
This guy is still at the top of the wanted lists of various NATO intelligence agencies. After killing Zakayev, his ranking was closely followed, but there has been no news.
If this was discovered by these two intelligence agencies, they would definitely bite him.
"That's good. Maybe the CIA will thank us." Xu Chuan decided directly.
Then they now need someone to pretend to be Jimal's driver. Everyone looked at the miserable local and said, "Okay, it's you. Don't be excited. You'll cry if you're so happy."
No matter how stupid a person is, he will know that he is involved in something extremely troublesome, and it is completely normal for him to be silenced in the end.