"How is the equipment?" Fu Ming's car slowly drove out of Beirut and headed towards the southern province.
"The things are indeed good things, but they were spoiled by the people on the cargo ship. They knew that the humidity on the Mediterranean coast was high, but they were still wrapped in oilcloth paper. How could the moisture evaporate..." A seemingly weak and gentle man
The man was checking the condition of every gun in the car. "Fortunately, the trip was short. If this batch of goods had come from China, they would have rusted long ago. It's a pity that such a good thing is a bunch of stupid pigs!"
His name is Wayne Blade, a British man, and his pure London accent makes him look like a noble gentleman. Wayne is a man who is extremely obsessed with arms and equipment. Although he is close to forty, he has never
He got married and never had a girlfriend. It was precisely because of this that he joined Fu Ming's team without hesitation. Unfortunately, people who love guns so much are not very good at using guns. Except for pistols, any long gun
In Wayne's hands, there will never be more than three bullets fired. In Wayne's words, too many consecutive shots and overheating of the barrel will cause irreparable damage to a perfect weapon.
"Boss, look at this gun, the spring around it has become a mixture of oil and water." Wayne wiped a disassembled AR-15 rifle with a dry cloth.
"Wayne, shut your mouth, you've disrupted the rhythm of driving." Luther Alex, who was sitting in the driver's seat, muttered a little irritably. Luther always boasted that he had participated in Dafa.
Karl Rally, but there is no evidence and no one has confirmed it. He has good driving skills and is the driver of the team. There are six people in this SUV business car, and the remaining five people are in the car behind
superior.
Fu Ming just smiled slightly and turned to ask Matt Adams who was sitting behind him.
"Forber has already conducted an investigation in China." Matt said and looked at his watch again. "It will be about this time. He said he will call you when the investigation is completed."
As soon as Fu Ming nodded, the satellite phone rang.
"Boss, I have found the information about the Pravda faction. I will only tell you briefly. The Pravda faction is the largest armed communist regime in the southern province. The leader's name is Alassad Canetia. Five years ago,
Alassad's coup failed and he fled to a neighboring country for political asylum. Three years ago, he had been in trouble and suddenly received financial assistance from a certain force. He reorganized the army to win people's hearts and returned to his country to carry out armed activities.
There are more than 10,000 soldiers and *** militia. According to the news half an hour ago, their command post is stationed in Saida County on the border of the southern province. It is in the center of the town and is relatively easy to find. It is already an area occupied by the Pravda faction.
, there are about a thousand troops stationed in the town. Although the quality of the troops is not high, the number is still an advantage after all." Fudong had five pieces of information about the truth sect's armed forces.
"I understand..." Fu Ming sighed. It was not an easy task for eleven of them to enter the center of Saida County and capture Alassad alive.
"In addition... your father has been calling your satellite phone just now. It was either busy or out of the service area, so he called me directly. He asked you to go to Beirut Port Pier 78 immediately and said yes
There is something he wants to bring you. It’s very mysterious and I don’t know what it is. He said it would be helpful to you.”
Fu Ming frowned, wondering what tricks this old man was playing. "Okay, I understand. I'll leave the family matters to Uncle Fu."
"Don't worry, boss." Fudong responded and hung up the phone.
"Luther, how long does it take to get to the port now?" Fu Ming thought to himself, since the thing will be useful, he might as well go and take a look.
"About fifteen minutes, we have now left the city." Luther Alex looked at the navigation. "We are now walking south, turn right at the next intersection, and we will reach Beirut Port in fifteen minutes. The road conditions are good.
."
"Go to the port and pick up the goods." Fu Ming closed his eyes and began to think about how to capture Alassad alive.
"Please pay attention to the cars behind. The distance between the cars is fifty meters. Please follow me. The plan has changed. Now we are heading to the dock." Luther picked up the radio and explained the situation.
"Received, confirmation of plan change."
Fifteen minutes later, the two vehicles arrived at Beirut Port and stopped in front of Pier 78.
Fu Ming got out of the commercial vehicle. In front of him was a brand-new box truck with the Dongfeng logo very conspicuous.
"Hey, it's still made in China." Fu Ming laughed loudly. The ten security force members behind him all scratched their heads and were at a loss.
"Damn old man, what's the point of giving me this piece of shit! Do you want me to drive this into Al-Asad's base camp?" The smile on Fu Ming's face immediately froze and he cursed loudly.
"Boss, please don't be angry. There might be something fishy." Luther knows a lot about cars. He has been in China for a long time and has seen a lot of these Chinese box trucks. But he looked left and right.
However, I found that this vehicle was different from ordinary trucks and had obvious signs of manual modification.
Fu Ming sighed and stepped forward to open the back door of the box truck. A letter fell out from the crack in the door.
This letter was written by Fu Zhongtian himself, and of course, it was faxed.
"My good son, this thing cost me more than 20 million yuan. You should use it sparingly and don't break it. When I put it in the small urn, the money will be yours. Saving my money is not saving you."
It’s your own money! Don’t forget to give this car a name.”
Fu Ming chuckled, took out a lighter and lit the piece of paper. When he raised his head, he was shocked!
The container is not empty. On the contrary, the huge container is loaded with various heavy weapon launch pads, .50 machine guns, cannons, light anti-tank rocket turrets, various light and heavy weapons and ammunition piled into a hill.
Three boxes of fragmentation grenades were neatly stacked in the corner of the container. Fu Ming even vaguely discovered an AT4 anti-tank rocket launcher and a Stinger missile with a locking function. There were six shooting holes on each side of the container, making it easy to defend but difficult to attack.
The ten members of the security force behind him were stunned for a long time, but Luther Alex was the first to come to his senses. He circled the truck twice, looking at the tires and the glass, and then
Then he returned to Fu Ming and whispered.
"This..." Luther originally wanted to say a truck, but this kind of car could no longer be called a truck, so he had to change his name.
"The tires on this thing are standard armored vehicle tires. They are bulletproof and blastproof. They cannot be broken by landmines. The window glass and body materials are also bulletproof. Russian cheap RPG-7s are probably not blastable. There are also some on the bottom.
Armor plates and grenades have no effect. The weight of the body is also relatively good. Although so many things have been added, all the things that were originally unused have been removed. The engine should also have been modified, and the speed and power have been greatly improved.
." As Luther said, his saliva actually started to flow. "Damn it, a Bugatti Veyron or a Bugatti Veyron are just useless in front of this car!"
"Fu*k! There is actually a locking reminder system and an infrared guided missile launcher! Is this a car or an F35 fighter jet?"
Fu Ming smiled bitterly. It seemed that Fu Zhongtian's father had found someone to modify the car within a few days. Dr. Harry must have been very tired these days.
Dr. Harry Cloud, who was resting in bed in Russia, suddenly sneezed. He rubbed his nose and muttered, "My little boss, that is my hard work. Don't damage it."
Yeah." Then, he decided to continue sleeping in this beautiful afternoon.
He has not slept for more than forty hours in a row.
"Everyone... give this thing a name." Fu Ming didn't know where to put his hands now. Although he was an arms dealer and had even sold intercontinental missiles like Dongfeng 21d, he was still quite excited when he saw this car.
of.
Just as arms fan Wayne Blade was about to speak, he was pushed aside by sniper Song Jiahao. Song Jiahao is an authentic Chinese. He is eager for the battlefield. He is not only satisfied with training and retraining. A soldier does not go to the battlefield.
There was no value for survival. After receiving Fu Ming's invitation, he chose to retire from the army without hesitation and joined Fu Ming's team.
"British guy, it's better not to speak out your suggestion. You have too much of the NATO flavor in you. Tanks have to be called tanks. NATO officials insist on calling them mobile fire support platforms. It's really sick!"
Everyone laughed, but they didn't have a good name.
"Keep it low-key, just call it 'bus'." Matt rubbed his head and muttered softly. He found that everyone looked at him a little wrongly. "I'm just saying..."
Since Matt was tall and tall, Luther, who was a head shorter than him, could only stand on tiptoes and put his arms around his shoulders. "Matt, you are a fucking genius! I like this name."
Fu Ming coughed dryly, "Okay, the relaxation is over. Find your location, check the weapons and equipment in the car, and set off for Saida County immediately. We still have six hours to go. If we wait until Al-Asad changes,
If we know the address of the command headquarters, we can’t find him even if we bring in the aircraft carrier.”
"Yes, boss!" The ten members of the security force all faced Fu Ming, saluted in unison, and then trotted onto the 'bus' one by one with excitement.
Fu Ming looked at the two SUVs behind him. "Forget it, leave them here, the rental company will find them." After saying that, Fu Ming quickly walked towards the monster called a bus and sat on the passenger seat.
.Although they are separated by carriages, the communication between the cab and the container is very clear. "It seems that Dr. Harry has put a lot of thought into it."
Luther turned the key, and the roaring sound of the engine made him even more excited. "It's great, great, the power is very sufficient, the fuel tank is ridiculously big, look at the fuel gauge! Boss, if I weren't following you, I would
I may never be able to drive this car in my life!"
Fu Ming chuckled and said, "Follow me, there will be something even more shocking waiting for you later." Fu Ming knew that Luther would be excited for more than 20 hours with this car, and it would take six hours to drive there.
Saida County is not difficult either. "It's a long journey, so the boss can take a nap first. We will arrive at our destination at three in the morning."
How could Fu Ming sleep at this time! "Call me when you get there." Fu Ming just nodded and closed his eyes to rest, but his heart felt much more at ease. Even if there were one thousand more troops stationed in Saida County, as long as there were no fighter jets or tanks
With such heavy firepower output, this 'bus' is impossible to defeat.