Even after they arrived in Rio de Janeiro, Xu Cheng, Song Jiahao, Mo Bing and Huan Huan were still worried. At the Tri-Core Heavy Industry half a month ago, until the end of the incident, they did not find the third member of the US Special Forces.
Members of the second team. After receiving the order, these special forces withdrew safely.
Except for a few corpses, nothing was found. These people are cruel and cunning, and they are the elites among the elites. The four people who have always regarded themselves as elites seem to have been hit in their self-confidence after this incident.
Maybe they are good soldiers, but they feel that they are not good commanders.
Fu Ming was on the plane coming to Rio de Janeiro, and he could tell that there was something wrong with the expressions of several people. Especially Xu Cheng, the captain of the security force, the gloomy look on his face did not dissipate at all.
Fortunately, the cat is by his side, which can divert some of his attention.
"It's necessary to let him go back home!" Fu Ming walked out of the hotel and muttered.
"What did you say?" Lin Jianping, who was walking in front, heard what Fu Ming seemed to be saying and quickly turned around.
"Nothing..." Fu Ming shook his head at him. "Oh, by the way, when does the Zhuhai Air Show start?" He walked a few steps quickly and walked to Lin Jianping's side.
"There are still two months left, mid-September." Lin Jianping scratched his head. He still knew these things and had planned to skip class to see the J-10 fighter jet!
As soon as Cat heard that Fu Ming was going to talk about business, he quickly came over. "Starting from September 18th, it was announced that there would be two sessions, lasting six days. The first three days were professional time, and the visitor status was restricted. Only visitors allowed
Military personnel and customers visit, and the next three days are entertainment time, open to civilians. Of course, the goods in the first three days are much more than the last three days." Cat looked at Fu Ming with a smile. "Boss, you finally
Remember you're not a terrorist!"
Fu gave her a clear look. "Then we'll go in the first three days. There are many civilians, and my identity is a bit troublesome. Arms are second, and the main thing is technology. There are too few things that the Tri-Core Heavy Industry can manufacture now."
"Besides..." cat looked at Lin Jianping and Fu Ming mysteriously. "Internal news, in fact, this Zhuhai Air Show has three links. The two parts just now are the second and third links.
.The highlight is at the front, with the highest technology, the latest missiles, and the most conceptual weapons. Contract negotiations can be conducted directly with the military factory!"
"There is such a thing!" Fu Ming was surprised. The water inside was too deep.
"Damn, Fu Ming, you must bring me in! Even if I skip class, I still want to go see it..." Lin Jianping knew that this kind of opportunity is rare. There are tickets for the last two air shows, although
The price is expensive, but you can still afford it. In this first round, there is no place to buy tickets. If you want to enter, you can only rely on your identity.
Fu Ming's current status is enough.
"However, Fu Ming, with your status, if you meet French people and Americans at an air show, will there be any problems?" Lin Jianping suddenly remembered that it is an international trade fair after all. Although there are many people from Asia,
But there will always be one or two Americans sneaking in to get information.
"Business is business. If the Americans fall out with me at the venue, I don't think the Chinese government will let them go. Don't worry." Fu Ming chuckled.
The group of people chose to walk to the Rio de Janeiro Sports Center, where a World Cup football match would start in half an hour. Several people chatted without saying a word. Xu Cheng, Mo Bing and Huan Huan were walking in front, while Wayne and Jack
, walking in the middle of Fu Ming's group, while Luther walked at the back, looking back from time to time.
Mo Bing and Cariana, Song Jiahao and Li Jingxue all walked arm in arm outside the crowd. Fu Ming gave them enough private space and didn't have to hang around in front of him all day.
Zeng Xiaoting and Ke Ke held Fu Ming's arms, one on the left and the other on the right, causing a stir in the passers-by. Many people turned around to look at this group of people, and many stopped and hesitated for a while, then quickly left.
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These civilians in Brazil still can't tell the faces of Chinese people. In their opinion, Chinese people all look the same, except for a few people who recognized Fu Ming as the terrorist leader K who is wanted by Western countries.
, many people's attention is focused on Coco and Zeng Xiaoting.
With so many security personnel around him, Fu Ming is not afraid of anyone coming up to cause trouble. As for those who recognize him, it is up to them to call the police. The Brazilian government still has to weigh whether it dares to send people to arrest Fu Ming.
"Boss, Venezuela's arms are already on the way, but... I feel a little strange." Cat frowned. Ever since she came into contact with the female warlord leader Ava DeFranco, she has always had a doubt in her heart.
"What's wrong?" Fu Ming heard something was wrong in Cat's tone. "You mean, among the warlords in Venezuela, why is it that only Ava came to see me?"
"That's right. Since the collapse of the IADC, the entire heavy industry, resources, arms, and even the drug trade in South America have been under our control. Since there is a civil war in Venezuela, there are naturally many factions. The largest faction leader is Ava.
If I have come to see you, then the other warlord factions will definitely spend all their resources to add something to their own weapons! But no one came. I feel very strange." Cat's tone was very serious, but he still didn't understand.
"Is it possible that they are too poor to afford untr's arms?" Lin Jianping patted Cat on the shoulder and took Zhang Lu's hand.
"Sister Cat, don't worry too much!"
"Venezuela is still very rich. Although the living standards of ordinary people are not high, its GDP ranks among the best in Latin America. The government and warlords are all very rich. This is an oil-producing country." Zhang Lu listened to the conversation and interrupted.
"You bitch, I think it's basically impossible not to buy arms because you have no money!"
"That's right." Fu Ming nodded. "Cat, what do you think?"
"If my view is correct..." Cat raised his head and looked at a high-rise building in the distance. "If my view is correct, then we are in Rio de Janeiro now, and it is very dangerous."
On the top floor of the building, a flat-headed man in a windbreaker held a telescope and observed Fu Ming and his group. "Target confirmed! Wait! Why is that woman looking at us?"
"How is that possible?" the sniper lying on the ground said disdainfully. The distance between this building and Fu Ming and the others was about 1,200 meters. With the naked eye, it was impossible for cat to see the two people on the roof.
of.
"Start, the primary target, K, the person below has been confirmed to be him." The observer still held up the telescope. "Beat him into a piece of shit!" He said in Spanish.
"If the people around him weren't too strong, I really wanted to kill him face to face!" The sniper pulled the bolt, and the McMillan TAC.50 sniper rifle in his hand clicked and was loaded.
As the name suggests, .50 caliber is 12.7mm. This type of large-caliber sniper rifle is not very common nowadays. This gun has the best record.
In 2002, the US military ended Operation Anaconda in Afghanistan. During this operation, five Canadian snipers used tac.50 sniper rifles to provide long-range fire support to the US military. One of the soldiers used this rifle.
, creating a hit record of 2430 meters.
This record is currently the record for the longest shooting distance of a sniper.
"Sister Cat, what do you mean?" Lin Jianping looked at Cat in confusion. As soon as he tilted his head, he felt a cold wind passing by his head. With a whoosh, the bullet slid past his ear, and the cold wind let out
His auricles and eardrums were in severe pain. He immediately realized that it was a bullet. Just as he turned his head, he saw that Fu Ming's left shoulder was bloody and bloody, and blood was coming out of the wound.
It was all over the place. The passers-by around didn’t know what was going on, so they all came together.
"Xu Cheng!" Song Jiahao saw something bad and immediately pushed Li Jingxue into a fashion store on the roadside. At least, it was very safe here. "Old Xu, Wayne, protect the two wings!"
Xu Cheng nodded, pulled out a mk23 pistol, lowered the muzzle and quickly walked towards Fu Ming. "Jack, Luther, clear the road behind and find cover quickly. Mo Bing is hallucinating, pay attention to the location of the sniper!"
Xu Cheng felt Fu Ming's body and pressed his hand firmly on Fu Ming's wound.
Fu Ming gritted his teeth. Severe pain spread rapidly from his right shoulder to his whole body. He felt that he could not move. In fact, this was due to excessive blood loss. He opened his mouth and was speechless!
"Keke, Xiaoting, take Cariana and Li Jingxue back to the hotel quickly. There are UNTR security personnel there!" Xu Cheng looked at Fu Ming's pale face and lips. He knew that Fu Ming was in a very bad situation now. "Song Jiahao, send me
They go back!"
"If you can't find the sniper, hurry up and enter the building!" Mo Bing dispersed the crowd of onlookers, gesturing with his pistol constantly. The people there quickly dispersed in the direction the muzzle pointed. After all, no one was there.
It's like taking a .45 bullet.
"Mr. Lin, help me carry the boss in!" Xu Cheng shouted loudly.
Lin Jianping recovered from the shock. He now understood why Cat said that they were in great danger in Rio de Janeiro.
Obviously, in Latin America, some people took advantage of the financial tsunami to organize their own arms group. If this arms group wants to take root in Latin America, it must fight against r. The best way to drive out of Latin America is to kill him.
Fu Ming in Rio de Janeiro! Lin Jianping quickly lifted Fu Ming's feet and carried Fu Ming to a fruit shop on the roadside with Xu Cheng. The fruit shop owner looked at the bleeding man and then looked at him
The tall man with a ferocious face and a pistol beside him quickly ran out and pressed the alarm call.
Several security force members formed a defensive circle near the fruit shop so that no flies could fly in, let alone people. Xu Cheng looked at Fu Ming, quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of the Untr branch in Brasilia.
"Send someone quickly! The boss is injured. Let the local people from Rio de Janeiro come over first. Send more security personnel!" Xu Cheng couldn't care less about tracking down the murderer now, because he could clearly see that Fu Ming had begun to cough up blood.
!
"There are too many people, blocking the line of sight and making it impossible to see the target." The sniper spat, but he didn't hit the head. His shooting skills were not very mature. "The security personnel moved closer, and the people on the ground were unable to move.
!" The observer put down the telescope in his hand. "The angle of depression is not enough and we can't see anyone. Let's retreat."